Last night there was a dream in the Zhulou, and tonight there is a dream in the water country.
The island clouds steam into the sea, and the mist meets the jungle.
Since last year, a total of seven trading island ports on the coastal islands have been reopened, but the number of Western merchant ships coming from the sea has decreased significantly.
That's right, it's a lot less.
Evil is coming from all over the world, and they will not just focus on the Ming Dynasty.
The European continent has also fallen into evil whipping and abuse, but the difference is that no one like Yue Buqun has stepped forward.
Even though Europe also has its own martial arts system, there are some masters who have gradually become extraordinary through long-term training and struggle. At the same time, they are indeed superior in the use of artillery. However, in the face of the evil invasion, their performance
Still more fragile and powerless.
It stands to reason that Columbus should have discovered America during this time, but it is not known whether he could still reach that soil safely.
Even if you set foot there, what will be waiting for you?
The evil spirits that descend on the sea will become very large after eating a large number of creatures in the sea. They will become more powerful, grow armor earlier, and possess all kinds of weird abilities.
But as long as they haven't eaten humans yet, you can temporarily regard them as nightmare-level sea monsters.
It’s different if you’ve eaten people!
Having gained wisdom and knowledge from the human brain, the monsters in the huge sea will want to go ashore.
Go eat more people.
At this time, on the cloudless and slightly turbulent sea, a merchant ship that started from Portugal, passed the Cape of Good Hope, crossed the Indian Ocean, and traveled thousands of miles was about to arrive in the South China Sea of the Ming Dynasty.
Qiongzhou is the largest of the six foreign trade islands established by the Ming Dynasty.
In all directions facing the sea, rows of artillery were densely placed.
Seeing the rows of artillery and the merchant ships crowded with refugees, the mentally numb and exhausted people all showed a glimmer of hope.
The almost scorched skin and chapped lips indicate that these people have been short of supplies for some time.
The most distressing thing is that just at the stern of the ship, there is an area separated by wooden barrels, where the bodies of those who died halfway are piled up.
The rotting corpse will not only flow out putrid acidic water, attracting a large number of mosquitoes, but also have an extremely strong corpse smell, mixed with the smell of sweat on the ship, the smell of rotten ship wood, and the salty smell of sea fish.
From a direct physical attack, it was transformed into a magical attack that corrupts the soul.
The body of the deceased cannot be thrown overboard, lest it attracts the prying eyes and greed of the sea lord. This is an iron rule that has begun to spread on the sea in recent years.
The reason that supports people to endure such hell, pass through many obstacles, and come to this sea of east is because of the vague news sent back to Europe that there are powerful practitioners in this mysterious land of the East.
, can kill those terrible monsters and provide shelter and safety for the people.
People living in the Eastern world have no hunger or hatred, everyone is polite, they are rich and strong, generous and hospitable.
Under the coercion of fear and death, no one can anymore calmly and rationally distinguish whether it is true or false.
It cost a lot of money to get a whole family on board.
Along the way, everyone who was lucky enough to survive lost a lot, including most of their humanity.
The only belief that supports them now is to take a look at the eastern soil and see if it is really the paradise in their dreams.
However, even if it is not the case, they will continue to convince themselves.
Because I have lost too much, I need lies to comfort me.
Qiongzhou guard Shan Zheng, holding a monocular, spotted the approach of the merchant ship.
"Another refugee ship!"
"unlucky!"
"Attention, everyone crank up the cannons. This may be a sneaky trap. Use this ship to deceive our defensive artillery array, and then make a surprise attack on the island."
"Damn it, I hope there are a few Western craftsmen on this ship, otherwise I would rather blow it up and sink it," Shan Zheng said.
Upon hearing Shan Zheng's shouting, many strong men of Western race who were at the forefront of the artillery array, almost facing the sea, began to operate the cannon barrels and aimed them at their compatriots without ceremony.
Western refugees with no skills who are lucky enough to survive on the coast of the Ming Dynasty will be detained by the local defenders and used as cannon fodder.
Even if they were eaten by Wei Xie, their memory and cognition would not be able to provide much useful information to Wei Xie.
At most, it will give Guixie some brains.
Fortunately, the weird thing is that the more people eat, the smarter they will be.
Cannibalism is just a process of enlightenment, not an infinitely superimposed state.
Bang!
A cannonball exploded near the merchant ship.
The rising water splashes excited everyone on the boat.
They looked at the island not far away and began to wave and shout with all their strength.
Various languages were intertwined and flowed through.
"Damn, what are you talking about?" Shan Zheng spat.
"Where's the tongue man?" Shan Zheng asked.
A Portuguese priest was taken out.
"Shout, those who can build cannons, ships, and do crafts can give priority to arranging small boats to pick them up."
"Others... line up!" Shan Zheng said to the priest.
The priest timidly said in blunt Chinese: "Oh God! Great Eastern General, you should be more merciful. They have suffered so much. You need to prepare water and bread for them instead of turning them away.
···.”
bass!
A long knife was placed on the priest's neck.
The priest immediately picked up the wooden loudspeaker and shouted loudly to the ship, changing two or three languages one after another.
The people on the boat seemed to have fallen into some kind of despair after hearing the shouting.
Suddenly someone rioted.
They opened the barrels and pushed the rotting corpses into the sea.
Shan Zheng, who had been observing all the time, of course saw this scene.
"Damn it! Fill up all the cannons! Watch out for sea monsters!"
Before the words could be fully settled, the sea suddenly set off violent waves.
Huge, sharp, and ferocious fish bone spurs tore through the waves and appeared first in sight.
"Fire!" Shan Zheng roared.
The artillery fire was fired, and the shells smashed into the sea water one after another, but it was not known whether they hit the target.
After a round of volleys, the sea water became increasingly turbid.
It seems that calm has been restored.
"Load the shells, be careful of the barrel overheating!" Shan Zheng shouted.
The waves of the sea undulated, and between the sky and the sea, the small merchant ship suddenly rose up.
It seemed to fly into the sky following a current.
Everyone on the boat was screaming in terror.
And under the sea waves that supported the merchant ship flying high, a ferocious monster in the sea finally revealed part of its true appearance.
It looks, roughly, like a giant seal.
He has an extremely Western-style face, a hooked nose, deep eye sockets, and sparse hair on the top of his head.
The dark skin is covered with weird and evil patterns, and there are small mouths full of sharp teeth on the left and right cheeks.
Every mouth made a sound, some were screaming, some were singing, and some were complaining.
Thick nail membrane covers half of this huge body, which is more than ten meters long.
Occasionally, a cannonball landed on its body, which only caused some ripples in its nail membrane.
"Quickly go and invite the heroes who will slay the Guild Alliance!" Shan Zheng shouted loudly with fear in his heart.
"No, we're already here!" A group of Jianghu people dressed in roughly the same uniform, carrying alloy swords and armor, arrived on the city wall near the sea.
The leader also had a hand cannon hanging on his waist, with a sea snake pattern, unique shape, and unique beauty.