...

"Yang Fan... I really didn't expect you to go so soon... You can't wait to leave just as the ideal of Jingwei Camp is about to spread your wings. Are you really unwilling to endure it again?"

Liu Ce poured a bowl of wine again and said to Yang Fan's inscription in a choked tone.

"Do you still remember how we came out of thousands of troops together? I promised you to bring you all to fill this troubled times together, but..."

Speaking of this, Liu Ce was already crying and picked up the wine bowl and took a big sip.

"Sorry, I failed to catch Jiang Ze, nor could I protect your wife, but don't worry, I will definitely bring Jiang Ze's head to you to pay tribute to your spirit in heaven,

By the way, the traitor is Hong Yingwen, but when he was caught, he had already committed suicide in front of Lin Wen's tomb, so he was cheaper..."

Liu Ce got up and took out Ning's spiritual position from the package and placed it next to Yang Fan.

"Now, all I can do is to let your wife come back to you. Yang Fan, you boy, I am so envious. I have a wife who is willing to sacrifice for you, but I really don't want to see this scene..."

In a trance, Liu Ce seemed to see Yang Fan and Ning clinging to him.

Liu Ce chuckled, shook his head, then went to Lin Wen's monument, sighed and said nothing, but just stroked the engraved words, as if he could see Lin Wen's smile...

Then, Liu Ce touched the names of five thousand Jingwei Camp soldiers one by one, finally closed his eyes and wiped the tears at the corners of his eyes, and resolutely returned to the wine pot to pour a bowl of wine.

"Brothers, I, Liu Ce, swear that I will complete the unfinished mission of Jingwei Camp, eliminate all the turbid and chaotic times, and create a prosperous and prosperous scene. If you have spirits in the sky, please bless Jingwei Camp to be invincible! Go forward bravely!"

Liu Ce roared and poured all the wine in the bowl into front of the Heroes' Monument...

"Brothers, just watch in heaven! I will let your descendants live in a powerful and prosperous kingdom for generations, and will never be bullied again!"

Liu Ce threw the hollow bowl in his hand heavily to the ground, turned around and strode out of the ancestral hall!

"Mr. Military Supervisor~~ Jingwei Station~~ Funny times~~"

The moment he opened the gate of the ancestral hall, Liu Ce heard a burst of passionate shouts from behind him, which shocked the entire Martyrs' Temple as if it was shaking...

Liu Ce took a deep breath and looked back suddenly, but saw the empty ancestral hall exuding the unyielding spirit of heroes.

"Um!"

Liu Ce responded heavily, turned his head and left with firm belief. Every step he took, he left a string of solid and heavy footprints on the white snow, spreading into a long dragon as the figure moved...

...

On the tenth day of December, the ocean...

An archipelago in the south of the East China Sea is called Zhuma. This is strictly a native country of a slave society. Civilization is quite backward compared to Yingzhou and Dazhou.

However, just like the American continent in later generations, backward civilization does not mean that the resources here are not rich. Although Zhuma is a country composed of islands, it has abundant fruits and various minerals, especially gold minerals, which are quite high in yields. Moreover, the land is not barren. As long as it is developed reasonably, Liu Ce was in his previous life and entered the ranks of economically developed countries in minutes.

Today, this indigenous country is about to usher in a terrible nightmare, and nine fast ships are approaching the coast of Malaysia.

This is the fleet of Yingzhou pirates, and their goal is naturally to plunder the supplies of this indigenous dynasty to make up for their losses.

In this pirate king, Masao Iwari collected enough food from various countries on the sea. Some of the six grain ships with more than 4,000 stones were handed over to their subordinates. Sankei Qisi was escorted back to the country established by Kashizemaru Yingzhou, Nanwangcheng.

As a result, Sanjingqisi had an accident on the way to carry the grain ship. The waterway was staggered due to the wind direction, causing the six grain ships to fall into the reef and overturn. Together with the warrior sailors on the ship, they explored the mystery of 20,000 miles under the sea...

This made Sanjing Qisi urinate so much that he had to do. If he wanted to return to Nanwang City, he was destined to commit suicide by committing suicide by cesarean section.

Mike Kishi didn't want to die, and he didn't have any awareness of the spirit of Bushido. So he thought about making up for these losses so that he could save his life, so he turned his attention to the soft persimmon of Zhuma.

"Suoga, I finally arrived in the country of Malaya. If the indigenous people on the island dare to stop them, they will all be thrust to death..."

Sanjingqisi looked at the coastline of Zhuma getting closer and closer, and the greed in his eyes could no longer be curbed, and he kept urging the sailors and boatmen to speed up their speed.

In dealing with such an indigenous country where you can't even understand how to cast iron tools, these Yingzhou pirates didn't take them seriously at all. They could kill them with less than a hundred people...

The facts were indeed as expected. When the Clippers approached the coastline of Zhuma, the natives who saw this scene on land tried to "chew" and flee around, as if they saw a demon.

"Yeah~~"

As the pirates watched the bandits escape, they all jumped onto the boat and quickly slid towards the beach. Many ronin warriors yelled and pulled out their waist knives, stood at the bow of the boat, making extremely excited sounds.

Soon, the boat rowed to the shore, and the pirates on the boat jumped off the beach and began to plunder the wealth here crazily.

Many indigenous thatched houses were pushed down, and dark-skinned men and women were pulled and thrown to the ground. The wailing prayers and the men's horror shouts came one after another, echoing on the cold coast...

The "fight" ended soon. Dozens of natives who dared to resist the "locust army" were ruthlessly killed. The bodies were ruthlessly thrown into the sea by pirates to feed sharks. However, there were no casualties in the Yingkou. All the remaining natives were huddled in the cold air and shivered...

"Yoxi, not bad..."

Sanjingqisi stood majestic in front of a burning grass house, as if complacent of the glorious victory of this war.

However, he soon couldn't be happy because his subordinates came to report that these natives were poor people, and they didn't even have pots and pans, and they used utensils sewn from leaves for food.

"Baga~" Sanjing Qisi cursed and shouted angrily: "It seems that he must attack this group of indigenous castles. He summoned another 200 people to kill Zhuma City ten miles away. There are places where indigenous nobles stay, and there must be gold..."

“Hi ~~”

Soon, after receiving the order, the subordinate immediately summoned two hundred ronin warriors from the ship. In addition, the pirates who had plundered before were 300, they rushed towards Zhuma City in a vast way in the rare sun in winter.

...

In Zhuma City, ten miles away, it was obvious that a bloody storm was coming, and the nobles inside were still enjoying the life that slave owners should have in the "palace"...

Strictly speaking, Zhuma City is not as good as a town. The walls around it are not even 1 meter, and the population inside is only 30,000. The 800 guards are all wearing cloth clothes and holding stone guns or bone knives, and they cannot even see a piece of leather armor.

Everything is relative, and compared with the cities in various parts of the Great Zhou Dynasty, this Zhuma City can be said to be extremely shabby. Even the imperial palace is not even one-third larger than the Governor's Mansion in the Far East. However, compared with the coastline of Zhuma captured by the pirates in Yingzhou, it is indeed much more "prosperous".

In the palace, the native slave owners were drinking and talking, watching the indigenous woman with dark skin dancing in the middle of the body dancing, bursts of crazy laughter burst out from time to time.

Among these dark people, one of them was particularly conspicuous because he was wearing Central Plains clothing and his face was gloomy, which was really much whiter than those natives.

This man is the governor who escaped by chance in the Far East, Jiang Ze!

Jiang Ze is very depressed now. He went out to sea to escape that day. He had always planned to go south along the coast to return to Suzhou or Lingnan, and then try to contact Jiang Xun, tell him about the drastic changes in the Far East, and then use the power of the entire Great Zhou gentry to send troops to fight the northern expedition to retake the Far East.

However, if a person is unlucky, he will even be stuck in his teeth when drinking cold water. A few days after going out to sea, a sudden storm blew the ship he was on from the original channel.

Because he did not bring a navigation chart, Jiang Ze and the boatman drifted on the boat for more than ten days, but the result was that they had finished drinking fresh water and there was not much food. In order to survive, Jiang Ze strangled him to death with a rope and threw him into the sea while the boatman was unprepared.

Then Jiang Ze miraculously lasted for more than twenty days by relying on the rain and occasional flowing fish tide. Just when he felt desperate, the natives who went fishing in Malaysia discovered him and rescued him to the shore.

After his life was guaranteed, Jiang Ze tried hard to communicate with the local indigenous slave owners and asked him to help him return to the Great Zhou.

However, the huge language difference made both parties talk to each other. In the end, the slave owner smiled knowingly and thought that Jiang Ze wanted to intermarry, so he married his sister to him. Jiang Ze was so angry that he almost vomited blood and died.

Now, Jiang Ze has been in the country of Mama for more than four months. Every day, he not only sits with the slave owner in this palace that is the size of a cowshed, eating, drinking and giggling, but also creates a human with the slave owner's sister under the drive of the slave owner's soldiers...

Jiang Ze swore that he had never touched such a disgusting woman in his life. Because he had not taken a bath for many years, his new wife emitted a disgusting smell all over her body. Looking at her hard hair and fishy yellow teeth, he suddenly felt that castration might be a very happy thing.

Of course, what Jiang Ze was most unbearable was that when he was performing the human creation movement, there would be a group of people watching or even pointing at him, which made him feel that this was the most unacceptable shame and humiliation he had suffered in his life.

"No, I have to leave here. If I want to continue like this, I may have to die here..."

At the "Palace Banquet", Jiang Ze looked at the slave owners who were giggling and was even more sure that he would leave this place of right and wrong.

"Yeah~Yeah~"

At this moment, a rogue shouting sounded outside Zhuma City.

When these slave owners heard the sound, they were all shocked and rushed to get up from the ground and run out of the palace.

Jiang Ze frowned and ran out with them.

When he arrived at the head of Zhuma City, a dazzling golden light suddenly came, and the flashing person couldn't open his eyes.

Looking closely, I saw three hundred yingko outside the city holding a golden tin foil fan, howling and swaying towards the city.

"These...Yangko?! Not good!"
Chapter completed!