Zhu Zhen never worried that China's new technology would be surpassed by others.

As long as he is alive, he will influence this era, move forward step by step, surpass the entire era, and make the whole world crawl under his feet and tremble.

Zhu Zhen will purify the raw materials of gunpowder to see if he can produce smokeless gunpowder. In addition, it will improve iron smelting technology, improve the quality of steel, and improve the caliber and power of the cannon.

"This..." Zhu Muying was speechless. The formula of gunpowder was the highest level secret in Yingtian, and it was even more important than what color of underwear Duke Wu was wearing today. He had no idea what kind of underwear he had.

However, as the creator of the new firearm and the improvement of the gunpowder formula, Zhu Muying naturally could not refute such words.

Moreover, this kind of thing is not something you can participate in. With Zhu Zhen's shrewdness, he obviously won't be uncomfortable with his own resistance.

He ignored it and waved to the soldiers behind him, ordering him to give a banner to the warships behind him, so that Wu Qi would land immediately.

Three warships that had been quarantined on the battlefield quickly entered the harbor and leaned towards the dock.

Two of them were naval ships with full armor, and the other was an Arabian ship with a narrow hull, which was Wu Qi's ship.

Zhu Zhen stood on the boat, touching his chin, thinking that since Wu Qi was from a large Muslim family, why did he travel across the ocean to the Far East?

Their actions are contrary, and their meaning is profound.

One pirate ship after another was captured, and one ship after another was escorted and transported away. Wu Qi had long been unable to wait.

After receiving the banner that Zhu Zhen allowed him to land, he kept urging the servants who were driving the boat to be faster and faster! The rumbling sound just now was too far away, and only saw the black smoke rising one by one, but he did not see the real power of that kind of firearm.

Now that the navy is carrying out landing operations, it will inevitably use that kind of firearm on a large scale. If you have to watch it, you may be able to see the essence of it in a little bit?

You know, he is the most outstanding iron smelting craftsman in his family... When he set foot on the land of Saipan, the scene in front of him once again deeply shocked his heart! The heavy infantry with full armor had been armed to the teeth, landing one by one, heading towards the island in an orderly manner.

Pirates were also resisting in front, but their bows and arrows fell into the heavy infantry formation, and there was no slight lethality except for the chaos of "Ding Ding Dangdang".

On the Huai'an Navy, he shot arrows from afar, and threw a black iron discus. After two rounds of attack, he rushed to the pirate's position, except for the pirates with arrows or bloody like sieves rolling around the ground and wailing, he did not have any resistance at all.

The navy in Huai'an waved the shiny goose feather sword to slaughter the seriously injured and captured the slightly injured. He slowly but firmly advanced towards the depths of the island, invincible and irresistible... Wu Qi was so excited that he trembled all over. He saw with his own eyes that the black iron discus was lit with a torch and then thrown to the enemy's position. A shocking sound would burst out, and a stream of black smoke would rise, and the fierce pirates would fall down one by one like cutting wheat.

It's this thing! What Muhammad's descendants want to get is this thing! As long as they have this thing, the family army can fight and fight, letting Muhammad's glory shine on the entire Arab and the whole world! Turn all the pagans into slaves... The landing war is time-consuming, but there is no danger.

The Huai'an navy, armed to the teeth, advanced slowly, and all the pirates who resisted in front of them were cleared out.

An hour later, the soldiers of the Junshan Mountain rescued the Arab businessman besieged in a cave... When Xiao Wuqi saw his uncle, his pretty little face smiled, as if he was not frightened or afraid, and he threw himself in front of his uncle with a smile and said, "I knew you would definitely come to save me, dear Sachir."

That's right, the real name of "Wu Qi" is Sachir. Because he wanted to cover Xiao Wu Qi, the son of the patriarch in the fleet, he deliberately called himself "Wu Qi" to confuse the enemy in Medina and make others think that the leader of the fleet is a man named "Wu Qi"... Sachir almost cried. He crawled at Xiao Wu Qi's feet, kissed his broken boots, and said excitedly: "My dear master, it is Allah's kindness that blesses your peace. The evil devil cannot hurt you at all.

And, it is precisely because of your guidance that I have found the most worthy weapon for the Arabs. As long as we have it, we will always win and allow all pagans to convert under the light of Muhammad."

The rumbling sound in his ears continued, Xiao Wu's crying eyes shone with wisdom that was not matched by his age. He asked, "Is it such a weapon that is like thunder?"

Sachir said, “Yes, my master.

You were robbed by pirates, and I had to find the navy of the nobles of the Yuan Dynasty. After paying the price of the chart and all the goods, I begged them to send troops to rescue them.

And the commander of this navy is the maker of such weapons with the power of the gods."

The battles around continued, but there were fewer and fewer pirates, and the roar of thunder was gradually disappearing.

Xiao Wu Chi stood there, his white robe was already dirty, and his pretty face was covered with dirt, but his thin body stood straight, with light flashing in his eyes, and his temperament was noble and elegant.

He curled his lips slightly: "Then, please take me to meet this commander and let Mohammed's descendants talk to him well. Our family needs such weapons."

Sachir kissed Xiao Wuqi's boots again, stood up, and arched his body slightly to lead Xiao Wuqi onto the warship.

As for the rest of the crew, naturally his servants went to the place.

When Xiao Wu Chi stood on Zhu Zhen's flagship, he raised his head high, looking at Zhu Zhen like a lord who looked down on the world. His tender voice almost made Zhu Zhen angry.

"The humble nobles of Yuanguo, you should kneel before me, kiss my boots, and let the blessings of Allah protect you.

When you believe in Allah, you will be eternal life.”

The child's voice was tender, but his lofty expression was like a child in a hotel carrying a bone to the dog at the door of the store - behaved, he had bones to eat... Zhu Zhen naturally didn't understand the Arabic language of his mouth and looked at Sachir in confusion.

Saqir was a little sweating, but he didn't dare to translate Xiao Wu's crying words randomly, so he had to translate the truth.

Mom! When Zhu Zhen heard this, he almost wanted to kick this little kid who was sick and sick into the sea! He never opposed religion, whether it was the Buddha or the Jade Emperor or God. As long as it was the purpose of encouraging people to be good, everyone had the freedom to believe and others should not interfere.

But who do you show your tone that looks like pity and charity?

He held back his anger and said coldly: "Sorry, this is Huaxia, your true supervisor cannot do anything to me!"

Sachir turned black with this sentence and had to translate it under Xiao Wu's crying look.

Xiao Wu cried and jumped three feet high, and his sharp voice angrily scolded Zhu Zhen, "Damn it! Are you insulting Allah?

Do you know that I am the descendant of Muhammad, who is the last messenger sent by Allah to the earth. A pagan like you should be burned to death by the fire of heaven!”

Zhu Zhen looked at Sachir. Sachir was sweating profusely and hesitated. Xiao Wu cried and pointed at Sachir's nose: "Translation to this pagan, no word is allowed to be changed!"

Sachir had no choice but to obey.

Even Zhu Muying was annoyed now. He took a step forward and was about to pull out the horizontal knife from his waist.

He actually dared to threaten Yishen Pingzhang like this.

Zhu Zhen smiled angrily. He stopped Zhu Muying's actions first, then pointed at Xiao Wu who was jumping around and cried, threatening: "Boy, listen, if you can't wipe your mouth clean and speak, I will drop you on the mast and light the sky lantern, and send you to see your Allah!"

Xiao Wuqi couldn't understand what Zhu Zhen was saying, and he screamed and said something, but was rushed up by Sacciel, who was sweating profusely, and he covered his mouth tightly.

The nobleman on the land of Dayuan in front of him is not a kind-hearted and soft-faced person. There are so many tough soldiers under his hands, and he is used to life and death, and his hands are stained with blood. How can he contradict him at will?

Even if you are the heir of the Muslim family, don't forget that this is from the Far East! What Zhu Zhen said just now is correct. Although Arabs brought the gospel of Allah here a long time ago, few people here believe in Allah. Allah cannot control this place, and Muhammad cannot control it... He fully believes that if the black-faced marquis in front of him starts to kill all of them and frame them to the abominable pirates, no one except Allah can know the truth.

"My master, you have to calm down. Please don't forget that we have more important things to ask the earl in front of us."

Sachir had no choice but to speak loudly in Xiaowu's ear.

Xiao Wuqi then calmed down a little.

He is not a fool either. On the contrary, he is smarter than most people of this age. He is just a little arrogant when he is spoiled by everyone as the future heir of the Hashem family. He accidentally met a pagan who not only disrespects himself, but also disrespects Allah. He was really angry.

He calmed down, pursed his lips, raised his head tilted, and looked at the blue sky and ignored Zhu Zhen.

Sachir wiped his sweat and said to Zhu Zhen with a wry smile: "My nephew is young and ignorant. What kind of offense does he offend? I hope the Marquis can be tolerant."
Chapter completed!