"vomit!"

"No! I can't do it anymore! I can't do it anymore!"

"Oh...I feel so uncomfortable...Oh...I can't do it anymore...It's so uncomfortable..."

When the fleet sailed to the East China Sea, it happened to encounter strong winds and waves. The waves of more than ten meters high made the warship shaking, but it made the people on the ship miserable.

This was the first time they encountered this storm. You should know that the storm on the sea and the storm in the lake are different, so many of them became seasick.

"Vomit!" A brigade coach was holding a bucket and vomiting. His stomach was already empty, but he was still vomiting until he vomited bitter bile and couldn't stop the spasms in his stomach.

It's so uncomfortable. It's really not the kind of motion sickness. This kind of discomfort is despair.

This time, Goudan, who was still poetic, stopped talking anymore, but squatted on the ground and was so dizzy that he was humming.

The four Dongfan people who have been begging for food on the sea all year round are no big deal. They have seen more of this big storm, so they are all there.

"Official Zhang Ying, why don't you close your eyes and sleep for a while, and you won't feel dizzy after sleeping for a while." Brother Lang said to him through a translation.

"No, why is this wave so uncomfortable? I feel that I can't survive anymore." Zhang Goudan was already in deep despair at this time.

"No, no, I have to go out and breathe, I have to go out and breathe!" Zhang Goudan couldn't stand it anymore, so she wanted to go out and walked out.

Then he was immediately hugged by Brother Lang who had reacted.

He knew what this camp official meant and breathing. He couldn't stand it and wanted to jump into the sea!

So Brother Lang didn't dare to let the battalion officer go out, otherwise he would definitely jump into the sea after he was on the deck.

More than ten days later, Zhang Goudan, who was covered in a chicken coop, knelt on the ground, and then cried in tears. He finally felt down to earth. He really had never cried like this in his life.

In fact, it was not just him, but the entire Tianzhu Army Naval Barracks were basically affected. They all got off the land and couldn't stand firmly and sat on the ground.

"Seeing a way to catch the time to fix it!" Zhang Goudan was still very responsible as a battalion official. Even though he was tortured very much, he still gritted his teeth and settled the soldiers.

He still remembered the explanation given to him when he came, asking him to pay attention to his methods of conduct and try to solve the enemy on land, and never be dragged to the sea by them.

Zhu Youxiao had no choice. How long did these nominal navy train for a long time? They could only swim or something. Even the sailors on these thirty ships were all drawn from other places, and even Mao Wenlong's Pi Island was drawn with a large number of people.

Therefore, the plan formulated by Zhu Youxiao was to get them out of naval battles and then use superior firepower to eliminate the enemy on land.

It was not Zhu Youxiaoxiao and those red-haired men, but Zhu Youxiao was really worried about the land ducks in the Tianzhu Army. There was absolutely no problem with the land battle, but if they really pulled them to the sea, they really didn't know what the consequences would be. Even if they were elite, they would be powerless to face the sea.

Going ashore to repair and then solving the battle on land is the safest way.

The soldiers of the two thousand Tianzhu Army Naval Camp got off the warship in full armed forces, and then began to set up camp fifty miles away from the enemy.

At this time, the Spanish invaders had no idea that their crisis had arrived. Now, except for the Dutch, they are the strongest in this place.

So they were so cruel to the natives they caught. They whipped the natives at every turn, beat them to death, and pulled them out and buried them in the pit.

These red-haired fans do not regard the locals in the Dongfan as their kind. In their minds, these people are slaves and tools, and they can use them as they want.

"Mr. Claire has now been built in Santo Domingo City, and we finally have a bridgehead, and the Dutch trade will be controlled in the future." Old Joseph picked up a silver wine glass and sniffed it gently. This was a glass of wine he brought from Nanyang. There was no wine produced here and drink one bottle less than one bottle. So Old Joseph cherished it very much.

"Cheers to Santo Domingo City." Claire picked up his glass and drank it all.

Now that he finished the character, he felt relieved in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel that inexplicable arrogance rose again.

"Mr. Joseph, I think we can consider heading west next." Claire pointed to the location on the map.

"Why does Mr. Claire want to go to the Ming Dynasty?" Joseph glanced at the place Claire pointed and found that the place he was pointing to was Zhejiang in the Ming Dynasty.

"That's of course, I know that there is the best silk in the world in this place. Silk is a very valuable thing. Think about it, if we can monopolize the trade of silk, then our Claire family will definitely become one of the greatest families in European history!"

Claire raised his head and looked at the sky with longing eyes, as if he had seen him becoming the king of Europe.

But Joseph just smiled. The Claire in front of him was still too young and didn't know the cruelty of the world at all. He thought that the Ming Dynasty in the west could be obtained by tidying up like the Eastern Bible.

No! Of course not! The strength of the Ming Dynasty is far more than that seen. It is absolutely impossible to conquer the Ming Dynasty by relying on oneself alone.

"Joseph, what are you laughing at?" Claire said dissatisfied when he saw Joseph's smile.

"I'm laughing at you, how can you control the Ming Dynasty?" Joseph asked back.

"Of course, with the 500 elite soldiers, my soldiers can easily defeat their enemies ten times!" Claire said proudly when he mentioned the soldiers.

"If five hundred soldiers can conquer the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty will be conquered by countless people long ago. Is it your turn to go? What a joke." Joseph laughed at him with great shame. He needed to wake up Claire's unrealistic idea.

"No, no, no, five hundred people will definitely not be able to conquer the Ming Dynasty, but we only need to use these five hundred people to control the five thousand people, and then use these five thousand people to control the fifty thousand people. In this way, the Ming Dynasty is under my control."

After speaking, Claire couldn't help but feel proud of his wonderful idea.
Chapter completed!