In the stuffy cabin, almost all the soldiers stripped their arms, and the low walls of the artillery compartment were full of their clothes, but rather than clothes, they were more appropriate to say that the towels they used to wipe their sweat...
"The flowering bullet is loaded!!"
"The activation medicine is filled up!!"
"A set of target ports ahead!!! Calibration is completed!"
"The second group of target warships in front of the target!!! The calibration is completed!"
"The city wall ahead of the three groups of targets!! The calibration is completed!"
"put--!!!"
"boom--!!!"
"Recharge again!!!"
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"The sail is tilted forty-five degrees rightward!!"
"The upper, middle and lower half of the main mast sail!!"
"Keep the course unchanged!!!!"
"The distance from the front ship is shortened-!! is shortened-!!!!"
"The mainmast sail is reduced by half again -!! Reduce!! Reduce!!"
"Our ship is basically the same as the front ship's speed -!!"
"Stay unchanged!! On standby!!!"
"yes--!!"
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"Report to the first mate! The course continues to remain unchanged!!"
"The unchanging fart!! Can't you even see that the capital of the ship is tilted to the left?! Circle half to the right!!"
"Yes!! Circle half to the right!!"
"Return to the right!!"
"Yes!!! Back to the right!!!"
"Notice the cannon warehouse!! Continuous shelling!!"
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The huge first fleet, led by the flagship Xuansi, continued to shell the Colombo Port (Sri Lanka) for a day, and it was not until the evening of that day that we saw a white flag erected on the other party's city wall...
"This group of bad people!! Why bother to come!??" Zhao Kaixuan knocked on the railings of the deck and laughed loudly. Until the envoys he sent three days ago were mocked and ridiculed by their officials in this royal city. Now the war has started less than a day... the other party surrendered...
I really don’t know where the confusing confidence of this group of people came from. How arrogant they were at the beginning, and now they are slapped in the face. They were beaten up by the Liang State navy at a distance of two nautical miles. Now all their warships have sunk into the sea, and the proud city wall has been beaten to pieces. Now they have surrendered...what have you been doing?
"I wasted my shells!!" After laughing enough, Zhao Kaixuan cursed a few more words, then walked towards the coach who had been watching the game, and bowed.
"Report to the head coach! The capital of Ceylon has surrendered, and our army is unscathed!!"
"Don't look down on it lightly. Send 3,000 infantrymen into the city and disarm them to prevent the other party from surrendering! Delay and wait for assistance!"
"yes!!"
"Wu Qidao!"
"The last one will be here!"
"I ordered you to lead five thousand infantrymen to station outside the city to prevent mutations!"
"Yes!!" Wu Qidao bowed and responded, then thought for a while, looked up at Yan Bing, and whispered: "What about you, the coach? Rong Mo, is too much talk. This small place is enough to suppress the five thousand soldiers of the Mo. The coach can personally lead the fleet to attack Baiyin directly! There is no need to wait here..."
"Well, I am just trying to do this!" Yan Bing stood on tiptoe and patted Wu Qidao on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Then I'll leave it to you..."
"The last general! I will be destined to be despised!"
"Okay... I'll leave it to you, I'll rest assured!"
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The second year of Huangwu
The fourth day of May
Emperor Wen Zheng of Huangwu, appointed all officials, held a ceremony, and worshiped ancestors at the Temple of Heaven, and ordered a general amnesty for the world and celebrated the whole world together!
His eldest son... came to the world safely... and the mother and son are safe...
But this is not what makes him most happy. What makes him most happy is the successive good news coming from the past few months!
Yuan Chonghuan led 20,000 troops to conquer Annan, Laos, Cambodia, and Siam, and merged into Liang territory!
After Lu Xiang ascended and flattened Myanmar, Alam and Bhutan, he entered the Mughal border and successively captured several cities!
The old general He Yougui led three troops to encircle and annihilate the 110,000 Mughal troops in Karakum!
Yan Qihua, flattened the countries in the South China Sea, and captured hundreds of seals!
The territory of Daliang... has been doubled in just two years!
How can this not make him ecstatic?
I just wake up from my dreams in the middle of the night!
At this time, Wang Wenzheng's mentality was slowly changing as he grew older...
He is no longer the naive and stubborn boy before. Now he is "inclusive of all rivers" and frequently recruits concubines. Even the time for criticizing memorials has been greatly shortened. In the eyes of others, he will think that he was successful and lost his mind when he was young, but only he himself knows that having concubines and having more royal heirs means that more warriors can be cultivated in the future and strengthening the imperial power!
He himself also devoted a lot of time to study martial arts. Whenever he encountered something wrong, he often ran to Prince Gong's mansion to ask his master for advice. Yu Mohan naturally treated him like a son and a nephew for his face and gave him all his money. In just over a year, he went from an ordinary person to the middle stage of body refining.
Although the speed of entry is far from that of a genius like Ling Yue and Yan Bing, for most martial artists, it has already made rapid progress. It has to be said that perhaps the Wang family has the talent to practice martial arts from the root, which has produced a talent like Wang Linfeng. The martial arts talents of Wang Wenzheng and Wang Wensheng are gradually emerging...
"Brother!! Your posture is wrong! It should be like this!"
Wang Wensheng said, holding on to the sword and making a move for the other party. After several turns, he slowly landed on the ground. Then he put away the sword's edge and smiled silly.
"Oh..." Wang Wenzheng nodded and replied thoughtfully: "It's worthy of being the first four years I have learned martial arts, and it's indeed more meticulous than I have learned..."
"Haha! That's natural!!" Wang Wensheng has rarely had a talent that can surpass the emperor's brother since he was born, and immediately showed a look of pride.
But Wang Wenzheng didn't make him proud for long, and said in a casual manner: "But since you and I are both practicing martial arts and in front of the teacher, I think... it's better to be the same as the martial arts students... What do you think? My nephew?"
Wang Wenzheng said this and then he immediately held back the smile on Wang Wensheng's face. He lowered his head and rubbed his feet on the ground. When he was about to scream "Uncle Master" in a slight manner, he saw his wife beside him bringing a cup of hot tea and handed it to Wang Wenzheng...
"Hey~~Your Majesty should discuss it according to the royal identity... Otherwise, it would be a mess of etiquette and law, and the seniority would be a mess... Junior brother..."
"Puff~~"
"Hahaha!"
“Hahahahaha…”
"If you don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss, you should call me brother! Your wife, you, is very good! Very good!!"
Wang Wenzheng smiled, took the tea bowl, took a sip, and returned it.
The old man sat by the wall, leaning on his chin, watching the happy scene in front of him, secretly feeling sad...
"This girl Qihua... has been almost two years... It's time to come back..."