Chapter 733 The Noble Nation

Colt looked at the hellish scene in front of him. As soon as the cannon stopped, he rushed to a nearby fortress. Everyone running down the stairs along the way had a look of running out of hell. Subconsciously, Colt did not stop these people who were escaping. Almost all of them were wounded, some had broken hands, some had broken feet, some had blood on their faces, and screamed endlessly. The blood on the steps was flowing into a stream, and the soles of the shoes were covered in blood without caring about it. When he arrived near the fort, Colt could no longer take steps, and everything in front of him was a tragic situation that he had never seen in his life.

The bodies were covered with fragments and gravels of limbs everywhere, and blood formed blood puddles on the floor. The solid bomb hit the rock and was a white dot, but the navy of the Ming Empire used cannons to leave small craters on the rock. Because these shells would explode and were astonishingly powerful, they were not the damage that smoothbore cannons could cause.

There was no living person on the fortress, and no one had the courage to climb the fortress again to fight. Everyone who had experienced the shelling just now, even the soldiers were willing to go back. Even if they died, they would not be so ugly.

"God! Have you really abandoned your people?" Colt sat blankly on the ground, his legs were weak and he had no strength at all. The ground was covered in blood, and he didn't have the strength to get up. The guards behind him were still so scared that they were insincere. The violent explosions had already made them feel palpitations. After witnessing the tragic situation on the fort, the guy in his hand fell to the ground without any response.

Fortunately, the Ming Empire fleet did not continue to attack, otherwise this miscellaneous army guarding the fortress would have the end of collapse.

Li Heng was actually quite helpless. The shells were too expensive. If you want to destroy such a huge fortress, you would not be able to finish all the shells. After one round of artillery attack, seeing the dead silence on the turret, Li Heng sighed unexpectedly: "I didn't expect that the Portuguese's fighting will was so tenacious."

Knight heard the translation of this sentence and immediately added: "Hero Port is not a local area. People here know that they have no support. If they don't want to lose everything, they must fight. No matter how powerful the enemy is, they only have one way to fight." Knight said right, this is the normal situation. This is the situation in the colonial era. Those who can fight need to guard not only their own assets but also their wives and children. Generally speaking, they will fight to the last moment. This is called fighting when encountering the enemy, because there is no choice. Similar examples are the more classics of the Pacific War. Several broken ships of the Dutch fleet dare to fight against the Japanese Combined Fleet. There are exceptions in everything, such as the opponent being strong enough to resist.

As soon as Knight finished speaking, behind the fortress wall in the telescope, there were many running figures. These people stumbled, like drunkenness, and there was no doubt that they were running away, running away desperately.

Li Heng showed a subtle smile and looked at Knight who was strikingly just now. The guy was embarrassed, but he still said seriously: "The artillery fire just now, even God's people will be afraid." Li Heng, who was quite kind, did not continue to speak, and smiled and ordered Zhang Guangde: "The three prisoners I caught were not thrown into the sea to feed the fish? If not, send one to pass on the message and see if they have the potential to develop into traitors."

For Gomez, it is almost impossible to consider whether he is a traitor or not. It was only two days. His experience was too terrifying. He first immersed in the fantasy of heaven, and then divided the money after the results of the robbery, and then went to a few days when rich people spent their time. What followed was the lower level of hell, and in the face of fierce artillery fire, any fantasy was a soap bubble that was destroyed before he could float up. A shell hit the waist of the hull directly, and the splashed shrapnel brought half of the captain's head. Then the keel bone was broken and the hull was dismembered. He fell into the water and struggled to survive with a mast.

What does the lower level of hell look like? Gomez's answer is that when he was struggling in the vast sea, people stood on the boat in front of him. They did not mean to rescue, but instead pointed at them one by one with muskets. Those people were demons. When they were shooting, they made strange laughs like beasts, and their excited faces were extremely ferocious. Yes, they did not accept surrender. These Satans did not accept surrender, and even if they fell on the sea, they would be killed one by one.

Just when Gomez was in despair, he heard a sentence he didn't understand, "Save some living." He didn't understand this sentence at the time. Later, he found someone to translate it and realized that he had saved his life because the last unlucky guy who was punched a blood hole by a rifle was three meters away.

After being fished onto the ship, Gomez was "warmly treated" by the soldiers, and the butt opened a hole in his forehead because he struggled while being tied up. If it weren't for keeping a living mouth, Gomez firmly believed that it was not the butt but the bayonet. Later, Gomez learned that the person involved in the cleaning of the crew on the sea was not the authentic Ming people, but the naturalized Japanese people. They were the most cruel warriors under the command of the Ming Empire.

"Okay, you have only two choices, either cooperate with us, or be stabbed and thrown into the sea to feed the fish." Zhang Guangde communicated with these bad guys very directly. When the translator turned these words into Portuguese, his face was blue and his mouth was crooked.

Gomez, who was tied into rice dumplings and threw them into the bottom bay as a ballast, had already swore that he would never go back, so he immediately responded and shouted: "I accept any of your mission!" After hearing the translator's explanation, Zhang Guangde smiled grimly and reached out to pat Gomez on the shoulder. This action made Gomez kneel down directly. Generally, he only kneels on God, and of course he also kneels against the devil.

"Very good, now you are our partner, and the life and death of the other two are up to you. I only have three minutes to wait for you to make a decision." Zhang Guangde was very busy, and he didn't have much time and patience. The method he took was extremely simple and crude.

Gomez made a decision without hesitation and immediately replied loudly: "I am willing to be your servant, and I think they will do it too." Gomez made a choice for two compatriots who were slow to react. Deep down, he quickly made a judgment. He needed a few helpers. The two in front of him were very suitable. After all, they walked together and came back.

"You are very good!" Zhang Guangde looked down at Gomez who was kneeling on the deck and kissing his shoes. He felt that having such a dog-legged person seemed good, and it would be better if he was a woman. "Come on someone, get them a clean clothes and some food for them. The specific distribution will be up to Gomez."

The guards went down to prepare, Zhang Guangde continued: "Gomez, remember one thing, starting today, you are the servant of the noblest nation in the world. Therefore, when facing those Portuguese nobles, you must adjust your mindset. You represent the major general of the Ming Empire. Remember, look at your past compatriots with condescending eyes."

Half an hour later, the three Portuguese completed the communication smoothly, changed into the training uniform of the Ming Empire Marine Corps, and stood in front of Zhang Guangde with a low eyebrows. Ten minutes later, they received a task and boarded a small boat. When the two new subordinates were rowing, Gomez seized the time to repair the bearded man on his chin according to the owner's request.

Holding the white flag, Gomez told himself that he now represents the master of the world's highest noble nation. Therefore, his expression was like watching a group of ants, and he soon entered the state, especially when he appeared on the dock, the compatriots who came out from the simple bunker looked like frightened quails, which made him feel more immersive.

"Go and tell Governor Colt that the servant of Major General Zhang, the Ming Empire's Rear Admiral Zhang, is here, and let him come and see me." Gomez quickly entered the role, but in comparison, the two compatriots behind him were less righteous.

In fact, Gomez was also very nervous, but since he had sold himself, why not be more thorough? Colt came quickly and hurried over with several guards. Looking at Gomez in a strange outfit and his look of looking down, Colt, who was a nobleman, still bowed slightly, "I am Governor Colt, what's wrong with you?"

"My master asked me to send a message, surrender or massacre the city! You have half an hour to think about it, remember, don't play tricks." Gomez was actually very nervous. After all, he was a nobleman or a high-ranking official. After he insisted on saying it, he didn't dare to see Colt's reaction. He immediately turned around and left. Seeing the two compatriots behind him facing Colt, he didn't even bother to beat Colt. He raised his feet and kicked them over. He was still not satisfied. He stepped forward and kicked them hard, and scolded: "Bitch, the waste he raised has thrown away the master's face." After kicking for more than ten times and venting the tension and anxiety in his heart, Gomez felt much more comfortable.

At this time, Colt was stunned. How could such a scene happen? After he realized it, three minutes had passed, and three minutes had passed since the ultimatum time. The boat was on the road again. When he returned to the flagship, half an hour had passed. Just when Zhang Guangde said impatiently, "Would you like to make half a base?", a white flag was raised from the fortress. Colt made the decision. The reason was very simple, and the gap was too big. Before seeing the messenger, even if he used boxes of gold coins to seduce the soldiers to fight, no one would be willing to go to hell again. Of course, he could also force the soldiers to fight with muskets, but he was worried that the soldiers would rebel.
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