Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

It's still that place, but there are many more boats.

Smith stood on the bow of the ship and looked at the dark clouds ahead, and there was also a wave of waves on his cast iron cheeks.

The violent wind has spread to the fleet, the half-falling sails are caught in the wind, and the boat underneath is swinging.

"Sail!"

Smith gave the order in a deep voice.

The sail fell, the fleet stabilized, and two ships came from behind.

"We are in trouble."

The people on the two ships were Frank and Lisbon, and they couldn't help but stunned as they watched the storm ahead.

As the most powerful country among the three countries, Smith summoned the generals of the two fleets to discuss future arrangements.

Frank's general was silent, apparently wanting Smith to speak to the Lisboners himself.

Smith didn't cover up, and said: "For sailing, no one of you can match, so I want to rush into that unknown sea. What advice do you have?"

The Lisbon general hesitated: "I followed far away and saw Ming Ren disappearing here. Unless they go to the right, they must have rushed through here..."

The climate in the strait is not good, and wind and waves are naturally indispensable, and it is also foggy, which makes people headache.

But no matter how many winds and waves are compared to the magical sea ahead, even the people of Lisbon are hesitating.

Smith glanced at the silent general Frank, and said, "We have more than a hundred ships. Even if it is a Demon Realm in front of us, how can people get out?"

"That needs a solid boat."

The Lisbon general said: "We are well prepared, there is still a lot of food and water, and even a lot of things are planted on the boats, but after passing, how many boats will be left?"

Smith's hard cheeks remained motionless, and said, "The one remaining is victory."

"We need new land, and no matter whether it is the devil's domain or the land flowing with honey, we must go and see, otherwise we won't die."

He got up and looked at the mighty fleet behind and said: "We must join hands, otherwise the powerful Mingren will defeat us one by one, and then block us on our respective lands. The ocean will be a luxury for us."

Yes, the Three Kingdoms are very clear about one thing: No matter how strong Daming is, it will not be enough to land and defeat them.

So the ocean became the only place that Daming could use.

And blockade is the best way.

Therefore, the general of Lisbon had some worries in his eyes, "I am more worried about what will happen after I go out."

Frank’s general hurriedly agreed: "Yes! If you pass this is the place of Mingren, we have nowhere to hide."

"Hidden what?"

Smith's voice is cold and his face is grim. "The big deal is to fight. If you don't go out, you will be stuck there. How long can it be? Frank..."

He looked at the Frankish general and said, "Isn't the war between us just for those lands? How much money and food were spent, as well as countless bones, which prove our determination to expand abroad, what about you?"

"Go, then hurry up and repair the ship, encourage the crew, and have a good meal."

Smith's clothes and hair dangled in the wind, but his voice was unwavering.

"I am definitely going to find a way for the gorse."

"If you don't want to go, you can go back now. If you continue to stay here, I will think that this is preparing for a sneak attack on us. Yes, only war can remove this threat."

This is a threat, a bright threat.

Who dares not to go, that is the enemy of gorse!

Frank was beaten and dizzy by the gorse. If it weren't for the gorse to be replenished, their life would have been even more difficult.

Not to mention Lisbon, their strength lies in sailing, and if it is fighting on land...

General Frank had already set his sights on him.

The two countries quickly joined forces, and the starting point was simple: the people of Lisbon were too powerful to sail away from this alliance, otherwise they would definitely dare to join forces with the Mingren.

The Lisbon general smiled bitterly: "We don't care."

So the fleet began to renovate and began to boost morale.

"There is a place where honey flows all over, there are milk and white bread, and countless meats are waiting for you. Of course, women are indispensable, many women!"

"These are waiting for us to conquer and harvest, but before that, you need to do your best, for the king, for the gorse!"

"For Frank!"

"For Lisbon!"

Roars shook the sea, and then the smoke rose.

The wine carried on the ship was moved out, and the bacon of raw maggots was rudely rectified, and then delivered to the hands of the sailors, which immediately caused a burst of cheers.

The wind blew on the deck, on the drunk and vomiting sailors, and on the face of a resolute Smith.

His rocky face is looser, it's because he is slightly drowsy.

The wind is still raging in the distance, and Smith is waiting.

When his drinking eyes lit up, a boat came back in front of him.

The sails of the ship were all gone, and the mast fell to one side. The two sailors were crushed underneath and smashed to death.

A man stood on the side in embarrassment. When he approached, he hissed: "The storm can destroy everything. We will fight the devil."

Smith nodded and said, "Yes, we will fight the devil!"

As night gradually descended, this sea area was still swept by violent winds.

When the light came again and stayed up all night, Smith standing on the bow suddenly shouted in ecstasy: "Set sail! Set sail!"

The others who had just slept looked far away.

The sky over that sea area is still densely covered with dark clouds, but in the dark clouds, you can vaguely see a gap flashing by from time to time.

The sunlight in the crevice suddenly fell on the surface of the sea ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then dissipated.

"That's sunshine!"

After a cry of joy, Smith turned around and stayed up all night, but he was still tough.

"Go! We want to go right away!"

The entire fleet was boiling, all the sailors were kicked out, and then the eyes were still muddy, and they began to pull up the sail desperately.

"Let's go!"

Smith confessed: "Leave those damaged ships and keep an eye on this sea area."

He glanced at the fleet that was already behind him, nodded slightly, and said, "Go!"

The fleet suddenly looked like a hungry wolf, slowly sailing into the sea.

...

When the sun was shining on him, Smith looked back and said, "Yes, no matter how big a storm can stop us, the new world..."

The right side is endless, and the left side is green with vegetation.

This is the new world!

"Frank and Lisboa asked us if we should move on."

The fleet is a bit broken, but there is no doubt that they are lucky. If it weren't, Smith felt that at least twenty ships would be lost.

"Our ship is still not strong enough. After we go back, we must tell the shipbuilders and tell them about these storms. Our ship must be able to withstand the storm and travel this route."

"As for whether to move on..."

Smith said coldly: "They are afraid, afraid to meet Daming's fleet... But this sea is not theirs. We come out to explore the channel. If we don't allow it, it will kill us, so... tell them, We need to find new places. Before that, we can withdraw some ships to let Ming people know that we are not here to provoke."

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