king of black mist.

Chapter 229 Spring 1661

In the 15th year of the Yongli calendar, on the seventh day of February, Penghu.

"The surname of the country!"

With a thumping sound, a soldier in armor walked into the cabin quickly. Taking advantage of this gap, the storm shot the torrential rain in like arrows, making a bang.

The hatch was closed, and the sound of the intense wind and rain became weak and inaudible in an instant.

"We were fooled by He Bin! Over a hundred stones of grain were found from all over Penghu, which is not enough for the army to eat!"

In the cabin, all the soldiers held their breath.

Xuanyi Houzhen Wu Hao snorted coldly in his heart, clasped his fists and said to the superiors: "My surname, there is not enough food and grass now, and Penghu has been stormy for days. I think we should go back to Xiamen and make a long-term plan."

At the beginning, he had repeatedly opposed the plan to recover Treasure Island, but now something happened before he even landed on the island. Not only did he not feel embarrassed, but he was proud, and his tone of voice seemed superior to others.

"The island on the fourth day is now the seventh day. Treasure Island is right in front of you, but the storm has not stopped at all!" another soldier said.

The wind and rain blew against the bay windows, and the wind howled harshly. The 30-meter-long "Daqingtou" warship swayed slightly, resembling the current Daming.

The generals were speechless, waiting for King Yanping to make the decision.

Zheng Chenggong seemed to have not heard the words of everyone, still looking at the letter in his hand.

It's a letter from Zhang Huangyan, Minister of War.

"He who desires the same as the others will not be prosperous, and whoever desires the same as the others will not be defeated."

Those who do great things will not prosper if they are united with the masses, and they will not fail if they are united with the masses.

Those who share the same desires... Those who have different desires... Zheng Chenggong thought about these two words and continued to read.

The words in the letter were acrimonious, directly calling him a traitor, and accusing him of going to the island for abandoning the great cause of restoration of Ming Dynasty and forming his small court of the Zheng family.

All the soldiers suddenly heard Zheng Chenggong read loudly:
"The battle of the Yangtze River in the past was a glorious defeat, and it has been famous for centuries. If it comes back, it will not be as beautiful as Fenyang and Linhuai. Even Qian Liu and Dou Rong will not be able to compete! If you look for Xu Fu's whereabouts, think about it." Lu Ao's old relic, even if it is stolen for a while, it will be ridiculed through the ages!"

"Bastard! How dare this Huang Yan say that Guo Xing is imitating Xu Fu and Lu Ao!"

"Guo Xingye, although Mr. Zhang's words are fierce, but he just wants to dissuade the prince, maybe he has no malicious intentions."

"Whether the hell is malicious or not! What kind of official is that Zhang Huangyan? How dare he humiliate Lord Guoxing like this!"

The people below were arguing, Zheng's started as a pirate, and after many years of prosperity, he has some background, so there are some pirates, civil servants, and Confucianists under his command.

Zheng Chenggong read the letter silently.

He didn't take Zhang Huangyan's words to heart, what he was more worried about was the storm that had no sign of stopping before him.

After offering sacrifices to the sky, Treasure Island is right in front of you. Is it going to be trapped by a storm?

Ok?
He re-read the sentence: "If you look for Xu Fu's whereabouts, think about Lu Ao's old trace."

Zheng Chenggong tapped his fingers on the table, lost in thought, and remembered many legends in the sea.

"Master Guoxing!" Another soldier rushed into the cabin and knelt down on one knee, "Lord Huang An, who was ordered to cruise the strait, is here!"

"What is he here for?" Zheng Chenggong frowned, dissatisfied, and then a little uneasy.

Now that Emperor Shunzhi has passed away, the Qing Dynasty is busy with the transfer of power, and there is no time to care about him for the time being, but we have to guard against it!

Zheng Chenggong's biggest scruple in attacking Treasure Island was that the Qing army would probably raid Kinmen and Xiamen while he was advancing eastward.

If this is the case, the army's retreat will be cut off, and it is very likely that he will be killed by the Qing army and the Dutch on the sea.

In order to prevent this situation, he left a large number of people, headed by his son Zheng Jing, stationed in Kinmen and Xiamen, and ordered Huang An to lead 6000 people to cruise back and forth, and all ships were not allowed to enter the Baodao Strait.

"Let him in." Zheng Chenggong put down the rainy letter in his hand.

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"Boom!"

"what!!"

Amidst the screams, Li Changzhou opened his eyes, his body was tied up, he looked around, he was on a wooden boat, the technology should not be developed.

Several others, like him, were tied between the two masts.

"My lord! My lord, save me!"

"Hahaha, Fawang?" The soldier holding the knife laughed, and the fish knife in his hand was shaking like waves.

The soldiers who watched the scene all around laughed loudly.

These people are wearing military uniforms, but they have the temperament of bandits. No, this is the sea, it should be said that they look like pirates.

"Boom!"

Whoa!

The sea water rushes up to the deck, and the water flows along the deck lines, outlining words.

[Time: 1661, April 4th, Spring]

【Location: Taiwan Strait】

[Background: In order to break the encirclement and suppression of the Qing army, Zheng Chenggong had to think of a way out, preparing to attack Baodao as a base for anti-Qing and Ming Dynasty]

[Character: Dharma King of the East China Sea (Fake Penglai Immortal)]

[Main task: Help Zheng Chenggong regain Treasure Island]

[Hint: The player's 'ability' has been converted into 'mana']

"Boom!" "Boom!"

From just now, there has been a slight sound like a drum beating. Li Changzhou raised his head and looked towards the source of the sound.

A human head was hanging from the mast, swayed by the sea wind, and hit the wooden pole.

"Boom!"

"The head hangs from the beam, the awl stabs the buttocks, this time it seems to be angry and strong." Li Changzhou sighed, and with a light movement of his hands, he tore off the hemp rope as thick as a thumb.

Zheng!
All the officers and men on board drew their swords instantly, and someone drew out their firecrackers.

boom!The flame exploded at the muzzle of the gun!

Li Changzhou raised his hand, clamped the bullet, and rubbed it between his fingertips like a peanut. The power was so weak that it might not even be able to pierce the steel plate.

Li Changzhou looked at the soldier holding the fish knife: "Do you know where Zheng Chenggong is?"

"Damn it! Playing tricks! Are you the Dharma King of the East China Sea?" Asking the question, the fish knife in the soldier's hand flickered, and the knife was full of light, chopping down like a torrential rain, and the cold was overwhelming.

Li Changzhou let go of the finger that was pinching the bullet, and flicked it.

Boom!
The hard fish knife broke into three pieces, and he took advantage of the opportunity to slap it again.

The soldiers flew out from the blast, their armor was torn apart, and they fled away like arrows flying from the string.

After flying tens of meters, it fell into the sea with a plop.

"Boom!" The projectile slipped from the nail, fell on the deck, and rolled to the edge of a soldier's shoe.

"Gulu." The soldiers on the ship swallowed neatly.

"The Dharma King of the East China Sea! The magic power is boundless! The giant kun under the sea! The divine python in the sky!" Several men tied to the rope hissed and cheered.

The guy with a few pieces of flesh cut off his leg, every time he yelled, a stream of blood overflowed from his leg, even so, he still looked fanatical, shouting "Boundless magic power" as if possessed by a demon.

"... Let them go, and then fish that one out of the sea." Li Changzhou ordered the stunned soldiers.

He was walking towards the grand master's chair on the deck, when suddenly he heard another thud.

"Also," he pointed to the mast, "it's bad luck to lose the head."

Li Changzhou sat down on the grand teacher's chair, flicked his flowing sleeves worthy of "Boundless Mana", and cast "Life and Death Follow" and "Bound Summoning".

The void suddenly opened, like the eyes of a demon.

The soldiers who were hesitant at first rushed into action.

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".The red-haired ghost (Dutch) got the news that Guo Xingye was coming to take back Treasure Island, and ordered all natives to burn all crops and farmland, and monitor the Han people."

"Burning the crops, what do we eat ourselves?!"

"It's the other way around! Fight to the death with these damned red-haired ghosts!"

"Do you have guns and cannons? If you want to do it, you have to wait until the navy master Guo surnamed comes over, and you are going to die now!"

"When Lord Guoxing comes, all the crops will be burned!"

"It's better than going to die now and killing everyone."

"you--"

"Shut up!" The elderly woman yelled, and there was no sound in the big house.

The old man looked up, and saw a beautiful woman with picturesque eyebrows and snow-like skin, wearing a simple and elegant Ming Dynasty Hanfu and a light blue long skirt.

Yang Qinglan opened his eyes, the eyes like autumn water, the big house seemed to be three points bright.

All the natives held their breath, not daring to have the slightest distraction, seeing the incarnation of Mazu in front of them.

A few rays of sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the roof and shone behind everyone, directly opposite to Yang Qinglan. The sunlight on the wall transformed into handwriting like water waves.

[Time: 1661, April 4th, Spring]

【Location: Treasure Island】

[Background: The Dutch colonized Baodao for 38 years. Backed by massacres and force, they promoted Christianity. The local beliefs in Baodao were bloody suppressed. Zheng Chenggong will bring the Confucian culture of the Central Plains]

【Character: Incarnation of Mazu】

[Main task: Before Zheng Chenggong's plan to recover Treasure Island succeeds or fails, kill missionary Yunus and Zheng Chenggong]

[Supplement: Success-Governor of Baodao Kui Yi signed the surrender letter, Failure-Zheng Chenggong died or returned to Kinmen and Xiamen]

[Hint: The player's 'ability' has been converted into 'mana']

Want to kill missionary Yunus first before killing Zheng Chenggong?
It's okay to kill the missionaries, but to kill Zheng Chenggong... Heika is indeed the player on the other side of history.

Perhaps Li Changzhou's task was to help Zheng Chenggong regain Treasure Island, and the two confronted each other again, this time——

The lovebird blood in her body suddenly cheered, Yang Qinglan came back to her senses, and looked at the believer kneeling on the ground in front of her.

"Pretend to obey the Dutchman, and keep an eye on the missionary Yunus for my next order."

"Yes." Without any hesitation or hesitation.

Yang Qinglan's beautiful figure, which was coated with a layer of light, disappeared suddenly, and there seemed to be a sacred atmosphere in the air.

The believers fell to the ground without any surprise, only obedience and worship.

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Amid the chirping of lovebirds, Yang Qinglan appeared on the deck of the warship.

The wind blew her hair, and the sun shone through the corners of her skirt like petals. The warship, which was still in full swing just now, was silent.

In modern times, Yang Qinglan can be seen to bump into a telephone pole. Considering the life of ancient people without mobile phones, and the fact that beauties do not have the technology of beauty and plastic surgery, people believe that she is Chang'e descending from the earth, and Xuannv descending into the world.

Li Changzhou smiled when he saw Yang Qinglan in Ming Dynasty costume.

Yang Qinglan also saw him.

Undressed and long sleeves in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, with elbows resting on the grand master's chair, with a smile on the corner of her mouth - she thought of a poem: Whose family on Moshang is young and full of flair.

"You look like a dog." Yang Qinglan laughed.

"I am the dog of Baiyuncanggou. The world is fickle, and infamy is just passing away." Li Changzhou didn't care, and even looked a little proud.

"Where's Asahi?"

"Marry a chicken like a chicken, marry a dog like a dog, Qing Lan, you always say that my brother is a dog, you didn't scold him alone, you even scolded us together."

Yang Qinglan walked to Li Changzhou's side, came to the front of the crack, and saw the opening of "Bond Summoning".

Dressed in a red dress, with a hint of handsomeness in her delicate features, Li Qianxia was standing on a boat full of Qing Dynasty. A group of people with braids looked at her in astonishment, as well as Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan on the opposite side.

"Everyone, goodbye~" Li Qianxia waved to the dumbfounded Manchu officials, stepped across the threshold, and walked over.

The dim-eyed official of the imperial court raised his hand and pointed, and a thunderbolt in the clear sky chased him like a lightning snake.

The tower-like eunuch turned his hands in his sleeves, and shot out a small bomb the size of a marble and more powerful than four or five grenades.

"Shoot!" A military officer drew his bow and shot an arrow.

The Qing soldiers raised their guns, bang!

The unremarkable scholar coughed lightly, and transparent insects flew out of his mouth following the cough, hiding behind lightning, small bombs, bows and arrows, and projectiles.

This is the disadvantage of gathering when you meet.

Li Qianxia's figure flickered, and she "snap away" behind Li Changzhou.

But it's also an advantage --

Li Changzhou's eyes glowed bright red.

The scorching sight destroys, dissolves lightning, destroys bombs, dissolves arrows and projectiles.

Opposite the portal, there was a hellish wail. The red beam of light was as unscrupulous as a hot knife cutting butter. The mast was broken, the human body was burned through, the warship was pierced, and several black lines were burned.

The portal closed, and the red light in Li Changzhou's eyes slowly disappeared.

"These players run fast." He was a little regretful.

Two were wounded, one was not killed.

"It's because the portal is too small, which limits your performance." Li Qianxia squeezed her brother's shoulder.

Instead of giving him a massage, she simply stood behind and subconsciously put her hand on it, but Li Changzhou still made an expression of enjoyment, thinking that she was massaging herself.

"What is your identity?" Yang Qinglan asked Li Qianxia.

"A secret master in the Qing Dynasty was ordered to assassinate Zheng Chenggong's son Zheng Jing." Li Qianxia strangled her brother's neck with her wrist.

Yang Qinglan looked at Li Changzhou.

Li Changzhou patted his sister's elbow that strangled his throat, Li Qianxia changed from strangling to hugging, her chin rested on his head.

"Penglai Immortal, King of the Eastern Sea," Li Changzhou said, "seems like a liar. How about you?"

Before Yang Qinglan could speak, Li Qianxia sneezed: "Brother, why do you have long hair like a woman?"

Li Changzhou closed his eyes slightly, and wiped his face with his hands, not sure if he was sprayed with saliva.

"It's the Ming Dynasty now, can you look a little like an ancient man?" Yang Qinglan smiled and looked at Li Qianxia.

Li Qianxia carefully withdrew her hand as if she was afraid of hitting a landmine.

"Dharma King!" Several believers snatched the drowning soldiers from the soldiers and pressed them to Li Changzhou.

Li Changzhou glanced at it and asked, "What's your name?"

The soldier raised his face like a wolf, staring at him with bloodshot eyes, and the seawater dripped wetly on the deck.

"His Holiness asked you something!" A believer raised his hand and slapped the soldier.

The soldier raised his head, took a sip, and spat out the blood foam from the corner of his mouth.

"Guo Xing Ye, under the banner of King Yanping, pre-supervisor Huang An!"

(End of this chapter)