The ship is not big, and there are only a dozen or so people on it.
Except Muhad, the rest are Han Chinese and are responsible for escorting along the way.
The leader is called Dahu, who was originally a Baihu from Nanhaiwei. He is tall and mighty in life, and he is holding a jar of wine and drinking heavily.
Muhad couldn't help but frown. This officer was so shameless. After drinking so much wine, weren't he afraid of dying of drunkenness?
Suddenly, his mind moved.
After looking around, he saw that the others were chatting at the bow of the boat, and he and Dahu were the only two people in the cabin.
If this officer is controlled, is it possible...
As soon as this idea came up, I couldn't stop it.
The Duke of Daman still has an army of 200,000. As long as he can find a way to join the Duke of Daman and recapture Constantinople... there seems to be no hope. The Ming army is too strong and cannot be defeated. However, there are many soft persimmons around.
!
An army of 200,000 people can attack any small country or city-state at will, change the territory and make a comeback, and he will still be the king.
Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he slowly approached Dahu.
A strong smell of alcohol hit his nostrils, and Dahu became extremely drunk, shouting loudly.
Muhad looked around and saw a knife pressed under the opponent's butt, so he carefully reached over, grasped the handle of the knife, and slowly pulled it out.
brush!
The steel knife was placed on Dahu's neck, and Muhad had a proud smile on his face.
"Don't move, your life is in my hands!"
The big tiger chirped and continued to snore like thunder.
Muhad frowned, patted Dahu's face and said, "Hey, wake up, wake up!"
However, no matter how much he shouted, the big tiger slept like a pile of mud and could not be woken up at all.
Muhad became anxious and slapped Dahu hard on the face: "Wake up, you stupid pig..."
Suddenly, Dahu opened his eyes and pinched Muhad's wrist.
Muhad was startled. Before he could react, he only heard a crack in his arm, which was the sound of bones breaking.
At this time, Dahu's face was not drunk at all, he didn't look like a drunk person at all!
"ah!"
Soon, Muhad's other hand was also broken, and he almost fainted from the pain.
Dahu reached out and picked up his neck collar and dragged him to the deck.
"Hey, Brother Big Tiger, are you awake?"
Several people looked at all this with smiles, as if they were watching a joke.
Dahu took Muhad to the ground and said, "This old boy still wants to sneak attack me, and he has no martial ethics!"
"We haven't reached the place yet, why don't we start here?"
"It doesn't matter, it's the same everywhere!"
As Dahu spoke, he knelt down and looked at Muhad like a cat chasing a mouse.
Muhad seemed to have felt the fear of death and shouted: "You can't kill me. Your emperor said he would let me go. You are disobeying him. The emperor will not let you go..."
Before he could finish speaking, Dahu suddenly stabbed him with his backhand.
This knife was very powerful. It stabbed in the chest and directly penetrated Muhad's entire body.
He shouted loudly, with blood dripping from his mouth and an incredible look in his eyes.
"We don't understand what you're talking about. I guess you don't understand what I say either. It doesn't matter. When you get to the underworld, let the Lord of Hell tell you!"
"If you don't kill me, you can't kill me..."
Muhad felt his strength slowly withdraw from his body, and his voice became lower and lower.
Dahu held the knife in one hand, grabbed Muhad's whole body with the other hand, and threw him into the cold sea water.
Muhad, who was seriously injured, was still struggling, but the harder he struggled, the faster the blood spread. At some point, an undercurrent surged around him, and only the fins of the fish were visible above the water.
Several people on the boat witnessed shark hunting with their own eyes, and the scene was very bloody.
…………
Zhu Qizhen looked shocked and said: "What did you say? The ship sank?"
Dahu knelt down on one knee and said: "To report back to Your Majesty, there was a sudden storm last night, and the general was not well protected, causing Muhad to fall into the sea and drown. The general swam back holding the plank of the boat."
Of course Zhu Qizhen didn't believe it. The Mediterranean Sea had always been calm and calm, and the ancients could easily cross it with a small boat. How could it happen that there was a storm at this time?
Didn't we agree to do it when we get to the place...
"Time is also destiny. Since we are caught in a storm, it means it is God's arrangement. I don't blame you. Go down."
Dahu saluted and said: "I obey your order!"
"correct……"
"What other orders does the Emperor have?"
"Since you can swim back holding the plank of the boat, it means you have good water quality. Now is the time to employ people, so stay here to assist King Tao."
Dahu was overjoyed. Seeing this, the emperor was planning to let King Tan stay in Osman.
Although he didn't say what official position he was given, he must have been promoted.
"The general will thank you, long live my emperor!"
Zhu Qizhen continued: "Remember, Muhad was killed by the traitors around him and died in the palace. Don't say anything wrong."
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, the general will understand!"
"That's good, let's get down!"
…………
The Ottoman Empire was so big that Zhu Qizhen had to divide it into several areas, and ordered King Zhu Qiyu to take command from the center, leaving a large group of civil servants and generals to guard it.
There are two things to do next. One is to get 200,000 troops in the hands of the Duke of Damen. The other is to open up the sea and land shipping as soon as possible, especially the land, which can be re-connected according to the Silk Road and can reach Hamiwei directly.
As for some small countries in the Western Regions between the Ottomans and the Hami Guards, envoys will need to be sent to visit them one by one.
Those who are willing to surrender are allowed to open mutual markets and trade directly with the Ming Dynasty.
If you don't want to, it doesn't matter. We don't want to offend each other.
If you are unwilling to submit and still interfere with it, plundering caravans and destroying trade routes, then you are sorry, and you can pull the cannon over and do it directly.
As a result, Ming's territory almost doubled.
Zhu Qizhen felt like he was floating. The feeling of opening up new territories and conquering the world... was so exciting!
Three days later, Kalai came running over excitedly.
"Your Majesty the Emperor, this is a surrender letter sent by the Duke of Daman."
Zhu Qizhen was a little surprised and said: "An army of two hundred thousand people surrendered when they said they would surrender? Isn't it a false surrender?"
Kalai was shocked and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, please rest assured that Duke Damman is really willing to surrender. He only made one request, which is to retain his duke status."
"What if I don't agree?"
Zhu Qizhen's face immediately darkened. His defeated general, why should he negotiate terms with me?
"this……"
Kalai was dumbfounded. He originally thought that the Duke of Damen surrendered with 200,000 people and only asked to retain his status as a duke. This invitation was not too much. Unexpectedly, he immediately turned his back.
Are you so picky?
Not even willing to give it to a duke?
After all, it’s 200,000 people. How much loss did you reduce?
"Go and reply to him. Either surrender or have a fight. He is not qualified to negotiate terms with me!"
"I... obey your order!"
Kalai once again felt the domineering aura of the Eastern monarch, agreed, bowed and retreated.