A leisurely city for solo travelers

Chapter 312
"Honorable Eastern Admiral." Wu Ding searched his throat, and began to formally negotiate, "You have come from afar, shouldn't you say hello to the master?"

"Sorry, I don't have time."

"...Honorable Eastern Admiral, I am a hospitable host, what do you mean by this visitor?"

"Aggression, Colonization, Occupation, Killing."

"……………………"

After Fang Xian finished talking nonsense, he directly tore off the admiral's coat, put on a one-eyed eye mask, and took out a serrated sword.

"Little ones! Give me a hard time!!!"

In an instant, the 40 rows of masters began to pump and plunge into the sea crazily, and 10 warships advanced side by side, the scene was extremely spectacular.

The exhibitionist admiral stood at the bow of the boat, holding his sword horizontally, which made many Asan's hearts palpitate.

Woodin thought he was well-informed, but he had never seen such a declaration of war.

They are simply more greedy than Europeans and more barbaric than Africans!

"Attack! Fire! It's the invaders!" Woodin let several wives into the warehouse, and roared, "Warriors!! Defend our land!!"

Wu Ding was full of ambitions, but he was persuaded by the adjutant: "Admiral, let's surrender..."

"?!!" Wu Ding said angrily, "Why surrender before the war has started?"

The adjutant wrapped in Ah San's turban pleaded: "Admiral, the news just came that the two ports of Aden and Gomes have been bombed and surrendered by the Fang family navy in turn, and now they have become their exclusive ports..."

"What? At the same time?"

"Almost at the same time." Adjutant Ah San took off his turban and wiped his sweat, "So the Fang Family Navy has at least four fleets in this sea area, and Aden and Gomes surrendered after being bombarded for two or three rounds... ...Admiral, the opponent is far ahead of us in terms of firepower and combat power."

"This land is fertile because of our sweat and magnificent because of the flow of our blood. We will defend it to the death! We cannot compromise under the muzzle of the Eastern powers!!!" Wooding is a real man, after all, he is modeling There is no characteristic of Ah San on it.

The adjutant persuaded him earnestly: "Admiral...Look, you said you wanted to attack...now the sailors are trembling, and even the shells are howling..."

Wooding looked around...

I haven't fought much before, and now I know how scumbag my combat power is when I am facing a crisis. I transported the shells with soft steps, filled the soft shells with soft hands, and finally the shells hit the iron-clad ship softly.

"Don't give up, warriors! This is our land!" Woodin still tried his best to encourage the sailors.

"Admiral, surrender..." Many sailors had basically given up fighting, and their pleadings were overwhelming.

"You! You!!!" No matter how self-cultivated Wu Ding was, he couldn't bear the cowardice in front of him, and drew out the Arabian scimitar, "Anyone who surrenders will be killed!!"

After speaking, Wu Ding realized that he didn't need to shoot and kill, and the other side had already come to help.

The 10 ironclad warships were attached to the Arabian paddle boats on a one-to-one basis. He didn't have to make a move. He just rushed up to the board and shouted, and the soldiers on the opposite side shrank back in fear, and some even jumped into the sea directly.

The 3000 Yaozi sailors are not afraid of toughness, but even bully the weak. Seeing the combat power of the opponent, they immediately rushed to make meritorious service. Twice the weight of the opposite.

The emaciated Ah Sans immediately dropped their combat power to negative when they saw these fierce spirits, and dropped their helmets and armors and crawled to the ground.

The adjutant kept reporting the battle situation to Wu Ding: "Admiral...four warships have been captured by the enemy, five...six ships..."

Wu Ding couldn't bear it anymore and went into battle in person. Because of his existence, the flagship hadn't surrendered yet, so he had to give it a go and fight for a one-on-one fight with the admiral on the opposite side.

"If the duel can be won... there is still a chance..." Woodin thought so.

He was about to rush when the wives shouted from behind him.

"what……"

Wu Ding looked back and saw that the three wives had been captured by his subordinates.

Several sailors who were holding onto Wu Ding's wife shouted, "Wu Ding, give the order to surrender!"

"Where's your dignity?!" Wooding was furious.

The sailor also yelled angrily: "If you hit him, you will die, why should the brothers accompany you to die!!"

"Surrender to the great powers, what's the point of living!!!"

As soon as these words came out, the sailor on the opposite side suddenly looked safe.

"Our flesh can surrender, but our hearts are always protected by God."

All the sailors took it seriously, calmed down one after another, and put down their weapons.

Wooding roared: "God gives us strength, not a safe haven for our cowards! You..."

Before he finished speaking, he got a blow in the back of his head.

The adjutant put down the wooden stick and sighed softly: "Pagan, that is your god, not our god."

Woodin lost consciousness, and the adjutant directly took over the fleet and announced its surrender.

Fang Xian was also a little surprised by this way of winning.

Although Woodin's fleet would die if they fought hard, this kind of zero-loss surrender... is really unique.The so-called zero battle loss here refers to the zero battle loss of both sides. Ah San's surrender was too fast, and there was no chance for anyone to swing a knife.

Fang Xian set foot on Woodin's flagship and put on the admiral's robe again. He didn't even have a chance to warm up.

He looked at Wu Ding, who was lying on the ground, and suddenly sympathized with him.

Different beliefs have different powers in different people.

Some beliefs will fill people with power, and use this power to conquer everything.

Some beliefs will make people lose their strength, thinking that they already have everything, that they have God in their hearts, and that their flesh is going with the flow.

Woodin's tragedy lies in this, he is a man full of power, leading a group of people who have lost their power.

"Wait..." Fang Xian suddenly felt that something was wrong, and walked over to ask the adjutant, "What religion do you believe in?"

The adjutant trembled: "Return to Admiral, I am an Indian, and of course I believe in Hinduism."

"Are they all Indians too?" Fang Xian asked, pointing at the sailors who surrendered.

"Yes, my lord."

"Where's your admiral?"

"He is... from another sect, my lord." The adjutant's face was somewhat dissatisfied.

"Strange, isn't Basra your base?" Fang Xian asked, "Where... belongs to Iraq, right?"

"My lord, the population of Basra is too sparse, and those people are unwilling to leave their land, so Woodin can only go to the coast of India to recruit sailors. Most of us are from Kalihit."

Hearing this, Fang Xian immediately felt relieved.

If it was the Basra sailors who were fighting with him, I am afraid that the victory would not come so easily.

Sure enough, Brother Ah San's scumbag combat power is unquestionable in any era and anywhere, and the feat of zero win rate in foreign wars is unshakable!
Fang Xian ordered Zhang Dashun's fleet to seize the occupancy at the port of Musket, while he himself ordered people to drag Woodin and his wives into his flagship cabin for entertainment.

Fang Xian didn't have any extravagant thoughts. Fang Xian didn't know what Wu Ding's wives looked like, because they were all covered with thick veils...

No one can say anything about the laziness that the old man stole. This is respect for the tradition of national beliefs.

It would be interesting if the designers in the original game went for authenticity, and most of the dialogue in Woodin's plot is him having three masked men.

Wu Ding was still unconscious, and his three masked wives were taking care of him in various ways, and they didn't chat with Fang a word, which was very different from those chirping birds in the game.

Not long after, there was good news that Zhang Dashun successfully completed the task. Looking at the Nagpur Chamber of Commerce, it has not yet closed down, and the strategy has been achieved.

At this moment, Woodin also woke up.

He was confused for a moment, enjoying the touch of his wives, then felt something was wrong, and turned around to see the smiling Fang Xian.

He subconsciously touched his waist, the scimitar had already been taken away.

The scene at this time was a bit awkward. Wooding was the kind of person who obviously wanted to fight until the last moment, but his opponent had let him go for so long, making him not sure whether to fight or talk.

Fang Xian spoke first: "I have no intention of conquering your people, let alone your heart."

Wu Ding finally made up his mind, let his wives get out of the way, and sat opposite Fang Xian.

"Then why are you here?"

"To complete a mission."

"What is it?"

"This... is not easy to explain, let's talk about it next time." Fang Xian continued, "I respect you, but I must get these ports. I hope you can return to Basra and live on your own land forever , to stop our war."

"..."

"I will defend this sea area, at least to ensure that Basra will not be invaded by any outsiders."

"..." Wu Ding sighed, bowed his head and said, "My ambition seems to stop here forever."

"The sea is not suitable for you." Fang Xian comforted. "It's too complicated and chaotic here. It's full of faith and freedom, kindness and evil, blood and tears, and women and wine... You are a simple person, and your hometown is even more suits you."

"Why?" Woodin asked blankly, "Why do you defeat your enemy, but don't kill your enemy; why do you capture the enemy's army, but don't set foot on the enemy's land?"

"Ask him." Fang Xian pointed to the sky, his original intention was to complain about the setting of the Overlord's Evidence in this game.

But in Wu Ding's eyes, he was referring to God.

He was at a loss for a while, and then sighed: "It seems that it is your god who gave you guidance."

"…………… So be it." Fang Xian was speechless, it was not wrong to say anything, but Fang Xian didn't want such a bald god.

Wooding sighed: "My father has seen a man who is similar to you. Although he came from the East, he has a pious temperament."

"Who?" Fang Xian was startled, could it be that great man again, whose name has been with him ever since he first set foot in the game.

"Muhammad and."

"........."

"what happened?"

"It's okay, changing the name is personal freedom, and making up stories is the freedom of the old man." Fang Xian was not interested in telling stories to Wu Ding again, so he hurriedly asked, "Where did he go?"

"Father met him in Basra. He was on his way to the holy city." Woodin said, as if suddenly remembering something, he took out a paper map from his arms, "It is said that he finally arrived there. The map he entrusted tourists to bring back."

"This...give it to me..." Fang Xian also transformed into an admiral girl, and began to blackmail her.

Wu Ding said calmly: "To really reach the Holy City, you don't need a map. The Lord will guide us. I don't need him, but I think you may need this guidance."

Fang Xian took the map, couldn't put it down, and quickly opened it, only to find that there was only half of it.

Half is half, Fang Xian didn't complain, and expressed his sincere thanks to Wooding.

Wu Ding got up, and several wives walked out with him.

"If you plan to set foot in the land of my hometown, you will not be greeted by these cowardly sailors, but by the warriors of the Lord."

After leaving such words, Wu Ding and his party stepped onto the trestle bridge and returned to their own boat, and the two sides said goodbye.

Fang Xian shook his head and corrected his three views again.

There are only two forces in this sea area, one is Woodin, and the other is Napang. They both have some connection with that great man. If there is another half of the map, it will definitely be in the hands of Napang.

Now in the Indian Ocean, the Fang family navy already has 8 exclusive ports. If they invest more, they will soon be able to meet the requirements of the overlord's influence value, and the killing in this sea area can already be stopped.

Therefore, he ordered the other fleets to invest more money, and he returned to Kalihit.

Na Pang has already prepared the grandest reception and greeted Admiral Fang at the port.

All the sailors of the Napeng Chamber of Commerce burst into tears, as if welcoming a savior.

"Sir!!!!!!!" Na Pang was pissed, pulling Fang Xian to rush towards the tons of curry.

Fang Xian had an urge to vomit: "No... I've eaten too much curry recently, so I can skip the treats."

"My lord, please let me thank you, I am willing to give my money, my livestock, my heart, my..."

Fang Xian finally couldn't hold back and vomited out: "That's enough... that's enough... If you want to thank me, just take one thing."

"My lord...could it be..." Fatty blushed and shot in embarrassment.

After Fang Xian spat again, he took out the map he got from Woodin and asked, "Has he ever given you a map? Like this one."

Na Pang stared at the map for a long time, hesitant to speak, very tangled.

"Talk about it, I can't eat you anymore." Fang Xian said indignantly.

Then, someone suddenly possessed Na Pang, and began a mysterious explanation. Fang Xian fell to the ground before he had time to bring his own lightning rod.

"This... the map, I want to mention it. My adjutant told me about it just now. I saw that and I thought about it. Let me extend this map... I have this, this, this, this, I think about it Son, I don’t want to bypass you. I want to focus on this one. That is to say, the current map, the current operation of our chamber of commerce, I think there is a very important part called the map. That is, the map, this, how to say it, I thought about it, observed this map for a long time, yes, the map...how should I put it, he also...the map... I think, let's say that it is not an official map in a strict sense. He is ...That is to say, he also received this map...his..."

After Fang Xian fell to the ground, he stared at Na Pang, and suddenly found that he had a certain resemblance to that certain person... More than just a resemblance? !
"Stop!" Fang Xian got up angrily, "Is there a map?"

"This...I want to say...the map actually exists, but it can't be said that there is, it's this..."

Fang Xian finally couldn't bear to draw the knife.

Na Pang was immediately clever: "There is a map! But it was taken away!"

"...Who?" Fang Xian was surprised, Na Pang was already a tyrant in this sea area, and someone dared to bully him.

"A terrible..." Napang couldn't help shaking when he remembered that scene, "A terrible pirate."

"pirate?"

"Yes... her hair is the color of blood, her scimitar is as thick as bones, her subordinates are uglier than demons, her..."

"Shut up!" Fang Xian asked angrily, "I haven't seen any pirates after running for so long."

"She only plunders great powers... Legend has it that she is looking for a treasure. My lord, you have just entered this sea area, and I'm afraid you haven't been topped by her yet."

"What is she looking for?"

"It should be the Bloody Crescent Knife... Legend has it that it is a relic of her father."

"The Bloody Crescent Knife..."

Na Fat tremblingly said: "At that time, my chamber of commerce was flourishing, and I wanted to expand my power westward, so I crossed the sea with a full load of goods... Unexpectedly, I encountered this demon on the first ocean trip, my ship She was ransacked, and even the sailor's clothes were taken away by her. Naturally, she found the map I hid next to me, and the more I begged, the more she thought the map was precious... Since then, I have given up With no ambition to expand westward, they only dared to trade safely along the coast of India."

Fang Xian finally remembered this guy when he heard this.

A one-eyed female pirate with red hair and burning hair, a born pirate-Azitha Nuranahal.

"Please don't say this name..." Fatty Na covered his head, "I don't want to see her again... never again... my lord... my lord, please forgive my cowardice."

Fang Xian had already figured out the ins and outs of the matter, and went over to pat Na Pang with a smile.

"Well, from now on, pay back 7 gold coins every month, and charge an additional 10% interest every year. I will leave until I pay back."

Na Pang felt that 10% interest per day was not bad, and he could pay off the debt before he died, so he agreed, and then the group watched Mr. Fang set sail.

Na Pang muttered: "The interest is only 10% a year, not bad, so the debt can be paid off just around the corner..."

"Admiral..." The adjutant wiped his sweat and finally calculated, "We owe the Fang Family Navy 3500 million..."

"Yes, will it be paid off sooner or later?"

"10% a year is 350 million."

"Hehe, it's okay, okay."

"We pay back 7 a month, and 84 a year..."

"and many more……"

Na Pang found that he seemed to have cheated the whole family, and the debt would be repaid by the end of the world.

However, 7 yuan per month is considered a way for him to survive. The Chamber of Commerce will work harder. The monthly income can exceed 15 yuan, but even so, the annual income is only 180 yuan...

Napeng, like thousands of Indians, has embarked on the never-ending road of working.

After Fang Xian went to sea, he ordered the 4 fleets to act separately, sweeping up the Ajitha Pirates in a carpet style.

In the game, the appearance of Azhisha is also conditional, requiring the influence value of the sea area to be above 1500. This must be the reason why I did not encounter it before. Through a series of investments, the influence value of the Fang family navy in the Indian Ocean has now reached Speaking of 4000, Sister Azhisha, brother Xian is here.

(End of this chapter)