The back door of my house can last until the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 312 Start Stirring

"I don't know what you are afraid of? Could it be that you can't recruit soldiers and horses to fight against them?

If you don't have the guts, or the ability, then I have to think about whether to support you!
With me here, why are you worrying about these problems?Don't worry, I will let you sit firmly on this throne! "

Zheng Zhilong said with a smile.

This is indeed a big truth, for Zheng Zhilong, Charles is just a choice.

But for Charles, without the support of Zheng Zhilong, he is a "dead man".

What Charles said was nothing more than wanting to get Zheng Zhilong's guarantee.

Zheng Zhilong was naturally clear in his heart, and took advantage of the situation to make a guarantee.

However, to believe what a pirate says is an outrageous thing in itself.

Of course Zheng Zhilong will make Charles the king, but at the same time, he will also support Charles I and the parliament.

If they don't fight hard, how can Zheng Zhilong benefit from them?
There cannot be two rulers in a country, and the two principals will be beaten to death, let alone the three forces.

Of course, in addition to them, there are also kingdoms such as France and Prussia.

The chaotic West meets Sun Jie's requirements.

Cannibalism is Sun Jed's standard.

When they fought to the death, the accumulated wealth continued to flow out, and when the whole West was impoverished, Sun Jie's soldiers and horses would fall from the sky.

At the same time, about fifty miles outside London, a carriage stopped in front of a messy camp.

This carriage was none other than Cromwell's, who had just returned from his hometown.

Going back this time, he trained about [-] soldiers.

The weapons used by these ten thousand soldiers are basically matchlock guns.

Cromwell is a very capable man, and before that, he asked craftsmen to build a sufficient number of matchlock guns.

When he returned to his hometown this time, he took these matchlock guns with him.

Without Sun Jie, these ten thousand soldiers would be a very tyrannical force.

But now, it is stronger than ants.

On the way to lead these soldiers back to London, they met people who reported from London.

Panic in my heart, so I set off early and came over to look around London to see the situation.

And this camp was established by soldiers who escaped from London.

The camp was in a mess, without any order, the soldiers were stumbling around, and there was still a bad smell in the air.

Cromwell frowned tightly, his face ugly.

"Your Excellency, those people are simply gods. Their warships are made of steel, and they sank our warships in London from a distance.

We are not opponents at all, we can only watch them land, that scene is too terrifying, I will never forget it in my life! "

A soldier commander followed behind Cromwell, telling the scene of that day.

His face was full of panic, vividly describing the horror scene that day in detail.

This soldier commander is called Smith, and he is Cromwell's confidant.

"Where do these people come from? What is their main purpose? Attacking our warships from the very beginning, this kind of attack without saying anything is rare!"

Cromwell frowned.

In his conception, even two mortal enemies with a deep hatred will declare war after meeting, and they must first explain the reason and purpose of sending troops.

But I heard from Smith that these people didn't say anything, they just did it when they came up.

I've never seen this before.It made Cromwell a little uncertain.

Soldiers stumbling around can be seen everywhere in the camp. These people fell to the ground like dead fish, without any vigor.

The vigor on their bodies has long been exhausted, how can they be regarded as soldiers that can fight?
A group of frightened people are really nondescript.

"I don't know, until now, we haven't figured out their identities. We only know that they have oriental faces, and we don't know whether they came from that oriental empire.

After all, these orientals all look alike.I don't know if they are entangled with His Royal Highness, if there is, our situation will be bad! "

Smith looked sad.

He wanted to find out the identities of Zheng Zhilong and the others, but he didn't dare.

The fierce artillery fire that day became a nightmare in his heart, and when he closed his eyes, he would always be startled awake.

Most of the soldiers under him were also like this, expecting them to investigate the situation in the past is tantamount to nonsense.

"Oriental people? The Eastern Empire has fallen, and now it is our world. Where did they get the power to come here?

Although our strength over there is not as good as that of the Netherlands, we know the strength of the Eastern Empire.

A few years ago, it had become shaky, how could it rise again in such a short period of time?This is not normal! "

Cromwell looked puzzled.

In this era, Britain's grasp of the East was far inferior to those in the Netherlands.

But I also know some common-sense issues and what the East is like today.

The available information is also extremely limited, and I don't know the current changes.

There is almost no understanding of what happened after Sun Jie's rise.

It is an indisputable fact that the Eastern Empire fell many years ago.

Why did you suddenly have the strength of Sino-Ocean?
But besides the Eastern Empire, which country has such strength?

These doubts made Cromwell unable to understand for a long time.

The City of London was his cornerstone, his stronghold.

If it is really lost, it will undoubtedly be a major blow to him.

But in the current situation, if these people are really so powerful, there is a high probability that the city of London will not be able to take it back.

The most frightening thing is whether these people have anything to do with Charles I. If there is a relationship between them, it will be an irresistible disaster.

I went around the camp and found many problems.

Morale is low, food is in short supply, medicine is in short supply.

The dark clouds of defeat continued to linger over the camp, making it impossible for them to raise any morale.

"You mean, after these people entered London, they didn't kill you all? Just stayed in London without any other actions?"

Standing in the camp, Cromwell asked again.

Smith told the truth: "It is true, they are very powerful, if it were me, I would definitely send troops to attack the surrounding cities.

But these people don't seem to be interested in our place at all, they just live in the city of London, and nothing happens! "

Cromwell kept thinking about this question, his eyes gradually brightened.

"Perhaps, things have turned around. Maybe their main purpose is not to occupy the city of London. You should contact them first!"

Cromwell muttered to himself.

As soon as this idea appeared in my mind, it became more and more certain.

After careful consideration, he planned to let people go over to get in touch first, to see what was going on over there.

He looked at Smith beside him.

Only stayed for a while, then moved elsewhere.

This guy has been scared out of his wits, if he is allowed to pass, it will be more than a failure.

And this person's image is not good, with a beard, like a bandit.

After thinking about it, he planned to let his brother Odneyland, who came with him from his hometown this time, go there.

Aldneyland is his younger brother, who has just turned [-] this year. He is a passionate young man with a passion in his heart and a courageous personality. It is just right to go there.

There are dangers, but how can there be no danger in doing great things?
As the saying goes, human life in the political arena is worthless.

As long as the goal can be achieved, the death of a few people is also a glorious dedication.

Cromwell thought of this, and looked at a young man following behind.

The young man's face was full of childishness, with a knife on his waist and a short-handled matchlock gun on his back, he looked capable.

Cromwell looked at him and said, "Follow me here, I have one thing for you to do, this is a major matter for our prosperity, I hope you can understand."

Aldneyland followed Cromwell to the side without saying a word.

Cromwell held Aldneyland's hands and spoke earnestly for a while. First, he exchanged pleasantries for a long time, and kept repeating the relationship between them and his kindness to Aldneyland.

When the atmosphere was almost ready, Cromwell finally expressed his thoughts.

Aldneyland was still young, and after believing what Cromwell said, he immediately patted his chest, vowing again and again, saying that he would definitely complete the task.

The preparations were almost done, Cromwell wrote a letter by hand, brought a war horse, and handed it to Aldneyland.

Aldneyland had no idea what he would encounter on this trip, and he was so excited that he waved his horsewhip and headed towards the city of London.

He was finally outside London before the sun went down.

The imagined danger did not happen, and the whole street was as quiet as a no-man's land.

A sound of neat footsteps came from a distance.

Aldneyland got off his horse and looked in the direction of the sound.

Under the illumination of street lamps, a well-organized team appeared in his field of vision.

These soldiers were the night watchmen sent by Zheng Zhilong, so they naturally found him.

Immediately control Aldneyland and take it to Windsor Castle.

Windsor Castle is the residence of the British royal family. After Zheng Zhilong arrived, he threw out all the remaining royal family members and lived in by himself.

In the office of Windsor Castle, Zheng Zhilong looked at a young man standing in front of him, his face full of sarcasm.

"In the middle of the night, you don't sleep well at home, and you wander around the city on a horse. What do you want to do?"

Zheng Zhilong spoke in Hongyi dialect.

Aldneyland couldn't understand Hongyi's words, and his face was blank.

But he can also see the world clearly and understand that Zheng Zhilong is the direct leader of those people.

Standing next to Zheng Zhilong, Charles, this shameless bastard, translated what Zheng Zhilong said with a stern voice.

"Who are you? What do you want to do here? Tell me, what is your purpose?!" Charles' voice was loud and shrill.

This is Aldneyland's first visit to London, and Charles naturally doesn't know him.

Naturally, Aldneyland didn't know Charles either, so he was so anxious that he took out Cromwell's letter from his pocket in a polite manner.

After the letter was delivered to Zheng Zhilong, Zheng Zhilong had a headache when he read it.

Zheng Zhilong didn't know any of the above content.

Can only give the letter to Charles, let Charles translate.

As soon as he read the contents of the letter, Charles' face changed and became extremely ugly.

The most worrying thing really happened.

Cromwell came back, and the content of the letter was very gentle, without any intention of scolding, and even did not blame Zheng Zhilong for occupying the city of London, and the whole person's posture was extremely low.

It seems that they are going to reach some kind of cooperation.

Charles knew in his heart that if this allowed Zheng Zhilong to establish a relationship with Cromwell, wouldn't his dream of being a king come to an end?

Looking at the contents of the letter, Charles hesitated for a long time, but said nothing.

Seeing the expression on Charles' face, Zheng Zhilong asked, "Quickly translate, what are you waiting for?"

At the same time, threats began to grow.

Charles was taken aback and hurriedly began to translate.

He had thoughts in his mind that he shouldn't have.

In his opinion, Zheng Zhilong does not know English.

Since Zheng Zhilong didn't know English, he translated randomly and directly sowed discord.

Cromwell's attitude in the letter was very low, so change the direction and make him appear particularly tough. Only in this way can he achieve his goal.

Just do it, Charles started to translate according to his own thoughts.

"You yellow-skinned monkeys, don't you come from the east? What do you want to do? Do you know where this is? This is London, get out of here quickly, otherwise, you will be killed."

Charles read more and more, and more and more.

Hearing these words, Zheng Zhilong became more and more angry.

However, he was still quite rational, he didn't believe what the Charles family said, and he just suppressed the anger in his heart.

After Charles finished reading, Zheng Zhilong looked at Charles with a gloomy face, "Are you sure there is nothing wrong with what you read in translation?"

"No, absolutely not. Cromwell is a man with great ambitions. For him, the city of London is his base. Now that his base is gone, how can he not be angry?

It is estimated that he already hates you to death in his heart, maybe now that he has gathered his troops, he is thinking of driving you out of London."

Charles kept saying bad things about Cromwell.

Aldneyland had no idea what Charles was talking about, he was in a daze, dumbfounded.

Looking at Charles, and then at Aldneyland, Zheng Zhilong sighed in his heart: "If you let this kind of person come over, you really know how to choose someone. You can't believe everything that Charles said. He still has luck. Give him something to eat!"

"Go down first, I know about this!" Zheng Zhilong waved his hand, signaling Charles to go down first.

With a smile on his face, Charles retreated respectfully.

Then, someone took Odneyland down again.

"Go, find a few people in the city, come and translate this letter, this Charles, you are not telling the truth!"

Zheng Zhilong looked at the soldiers around him.

Charles can't fully believe it, and Zheng Zhilong won't fully believe it either.

These soldiers were selected by Zheng Zhilong from his old battalion before he set off, and they basically all speak Hongyi dialect.

"Order!"

The soldiers hurried out.

As the night gradually deepened, these soldiers walked into the office with seven or eight people.

These people are basically members of the royal family and can speak English and Hongyi.

In this era, people who had access to knowledge and could speak foreign languages ​​were mainly maritime merchants and nobles.

Ordinary people do not have this condition, so Zheng Zhilong's subordinates naturally set their sights on these royal family members.

"Translate the contents of this letter into Hongyi dialect!"

Zheng Zhilong picked up the letter on the table and looked at several people.

Then he asked his subordinates to get pen and ink.

These people have long been frightened by Zheng Zhilong, how dare they write ink?

Once the pen and paper are in place, start translating immediately.

Not long after, all the translated content was placed on the table in front of Zheng Zhilong.

After flipping through several pages again and again, Zheng Zhilong's face was ashen.

The above content is quite different from what Charles said, basically has nothing to do with it, it can be said to be the opposite.

"As expected, this Charles really didn't tell the truth! Since that's the case, let me teach you a lesson, so that you don't know the heights of heaven and earth in the future!"

Zheng Zhilong slapped the table in front of him and yelled loudly.

"Since he wants to seek death, let's give him some flair first, and if he dares to prosecute and disobey in the future, then kill him directly!" Zheng Zhilong said fiercely.

……

It was very dark, and Charles was pushed in front of Zheng Zhilong by two burly men.

"You are so brave, you dare to lie to me!"

Zheng Zhilong came to Charles with the things written by members of the royal family.

Throwing these things on Charles' face.

Papers flew and fell to the ground.

Charles looked at the paper on the ground, his face was horrified, and he begged for mercy.

"Forgive me, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it..." Charles cried.

Zheng Zhilong didn't care, and said: "You don't cry when you see the coffin, since you insist on courting death, don't blame me.

Chop off three of his fingers as a punishment, and next time, just behead him! "

The soldier holding him down directly pulled Charles' left hand out.

There was a flash of the knife, and there was a scream, Charles left only his thumb and index finger on his left hand.

Blood flowed out along the cut, and Charles howled hysterically.

"Tell you, this is what happened to you today." Zheng Zhilong said coldly.

Then Charles was thrown out like a dead dog.

He clutched his left hand and ran back stumblingly.

He only had regrets in his heart, regretting why he had lied to Zheng Zhilong in the first place.

In the final analysis, he was still too self-righteous.

As for hating Zheng Zhilong, he doesn't have the guts yet.

How could Zheng Zhilong, who has been on the sea for so many years, be deceived so easily?

It's just wishful thinking.

　Thank you for the reward, a little diaosi, I will never forget you when I sleep, thank you for your support! ! !
　　
　
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