Witch Wind

Chapter 56 Event Fermentation
Xing Tianli and the big black dog left the tavern in a hurry.

They had just walked out of the door when Murima, who had just shown his prowess by rubbing a sharp knife in his hand into high-temperature molten iron that could easily burn through floor tiles, suddenly turned pale. He stood up abruptly, took a deep, deep, deep breath, and the energy in his body suddenly converged. Thirty-six colorful bronze coffin nails appeared on his palms, and he fiercely slammed them into thirty-six vital points on his body.

As the coffin nails penetrated his body, Murima's breath suddenly became almost illusory. His nearly seven-foot-tall body suddenly collapsed, becoming more than a foot shorter.

Exhaling a breath of blood, Murima gritted his teeth and said, "Damn the Three Ancient Families. If it weren't for these damn Jiazi walking around, how could I have suffered this?"

Yang Tianji on the side was even more direct. His body shook, accompanied by the low sound of bone friction and tendon roaring, he changed from a human form to a skinny old dog. He opened his mouth and ejected twelve sharp bloody canine teeth, accompanied by a piercing scream, the canine teeth turned into blood light, and with a "puff" sound, they all pierced into the twelve vital points of his spine.

After transforming into a dog, Yang Tianji's aura disappeared more completely than Murima's. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary old dog, with nothing extraordinary about him.

He simply crawled on the ground, wheezing and sticking out his tongue.

"What can we do? The younger generation is not up to the task, and the country is in such a mess. If the two of us stay out of the spotlight and keep things under control, do you think those bastards from the three Gu families will have other ideas?"

Princess Yihe's pretty face also became a little sad.

She glanced at Murima and Yang Tianji quietly, and deep in her twinkling eyes, she was actually full of fear and vigilance. There was even a hint of extremely obscure murderous intent surging!

Just when Xing Tianli followed the big black dog and walked into the tavern, on the top floor of the Whisper Forest, Dai Gao had already persuaded the white-haired woman - the illegitimate daughter of the last king of the Kingdom of Farus, the little princess Marceau who was titled the 'Rose of Versailles'.

It's easy to convince Marceau.

Charles de Gao only promised that he would pay high interest on all the loans today and use the customs revenue of the French Republic in the International Concession as collateral.

And he also promised a series of additional terms.

For example, under certain special circumstances, the Dark Night Forest can urgently mobilize Farus’s troops in the International Concession, including the Concession Fleet.

For example, the Dark Night Forest can use the several daily chemical factories invested and built by the Farus Group in Jieshi County to increase the production of "Paradise Fragrance".

For example, the future bliss incense of the Dark Night Forest can be sold and promoted to the inland provinces of the Dayu Dynasty through the official trade channels of Farus.

Over the past many years, due to Marceau's special status and Dai Gao's prejudices against Marceau, Dark Forest has been trying hard to get the official consent of Farus for these terms, but has never been able to do so.

But this time, faced with the technical data auctioned by Maria and others, and faced with the great opportunity to quickly enhance the country's strength, Dai Gao and the Farus officials behind him had no choice but to surrender.

Marceau opened the secret door on the wall and led Dai Gao down the steep secret staircase, leisurely moving towards the basement. She held up a silver candlestick to illuminate the dark stairwell. As they walked, she curiously asked Dai Gao, "I'm curious, facing such precious technical information, why would you choose to spend real money to buy it?"

"Such a huge benefit is even worth launching a large-scale war." Maso chuckled: "If you are willing, the power of the Whisper Forest can also be used by you."

With a bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes, Maso said softly, "You actually chose to pay the bill? How rare! Is this still the old general I know, the one who puts the interests of Farus before his own life?"

Dai Gao widened his eyes and followed Marceau cautiously.

As he got older, he was inevitably presbyopic. The stairs were extremely steep, and he was afraid that he would miss a step and fall down with Maso in front of him. He snorted coldly, "If it were in the West Land, I would have already started mobilizing the army. This woman named Maria, humph!"

"But this is in the East Country."

"The troops stationed here by Farus are not enough to deal with them. The two huge ships that bombarded the cathedral should not be from the Yingjishi people, but their work!"

"The entire Farus concession fleet probably can't withstand three salvos from those two giants."

Dai Gao said sincerely: "First, get the information we took and put it in a safe place. Then, find a chance to get back our money and the information bought by Saint Rose, Yidoli, and the Dongyun dwarves!"

"If you are willing to pay a little price." Maso's eyes moved and he smiled softly, "I can do something to help you. After all, my poor father is also your last king!"

When the word "last king" was mentioned, Marceau suddenly burst into hysterical laughter, and she was bent over backwards with laughter. She even laughed so hard that she had no strength to walk. She could only lean against the wall of the stairwell and kept laughing.

Dai Gao also stopped. He looked at Marceau's curvy figure, which was no less graceful than that of a young girl, and swallowed subconsciously.

After all, the king took his illegitimate daughter, the little princess, back to the palace after she came of age. Thirty years ago, she was the most attractive flower in the French aristocracy. Charles de Gaulle was still in his prime at that time, and he also had trouble sleeping at night because of her beautiful face.

Seeing the graceful and vigorous Marceau, Dai Gao even felt that his old body was getting a little hot and his aged heart was beating violently, as if he had returned to his youth.

He coughed lightly and turned his head away hastily to cover up the embarrassment on his face. Dai Gao said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, if you are willing to help your motherland, I know you have a wide network of contacts. Please help investigate some of the recent events in the International Concession!"

"I'm very uneasy." Dai Gao frowned and said, "Some things are too unbelievable."

"For example, the Holy Mother Church is hunting down a young man from the East Country who is related to the Yingjishi Consulate."

"For example, the Dongyun Ronin seemed to have gone mad and attacked the Holy Mother Church's Pinghai Cathedral."

"For example, the plague that spread among the residents of Shan De Fang, and the rumors of some monsters from hell."

"For example, last night, there was a fire in the Dongyun expatriate community, and their military camp was attacked, and the Heming was blown up."

"I am very uneasy."

"It's not just because these events happened so intensively. It's also because, after so many things happened, the International Concession was so peaceful and harmonious, as if nothing had happened."

Marceau stretched out his free hand and gently pressed it on Dai Gao's lower abdomen: "Dear General, it happens that I actually know a little about the inside story of some things. For example, about the Yingjishi Consulate General, about the Cathedral of Our Lady, about the legendary monsters in hell, and so on."

"What are you going to give me in return?" Marceau smiled very charmingly.

"Think about it. Sometimes, gold and silver are not necessary to solve a problem. Sometimes, I am also happy to receive a little more interesting compensation. For example, you?"

Marceau suddenly stopped smiling, holding the candlestick and continued walking down the stairs.

As they walked, she said in a gentle voice, "You know, when I was in the capital, my reputation was not very good. I admit that you all said that I was a promiscuous rose. But I enjoy this very much. I enjoy my life to the fullest and enjoy my biological instincts. This is a very wonderful thing."

“I am willing to have some in-depth exchanges with some interesting people with special identities.”

"You are a special and interesting person!"

Dai Gao's face flushed red.

He gritted his teeth and whispered angrily: "I am already seventy-five years old! Are you laughing at me, Your Highness?"

Maso shrugged his shoulders and said, "Do you know what sells best in the Dark Night Forest? You idiot. I will leave the door open for you tonight. I'm waiting for you to muster up the courage to knock on my door!"

Dai Gao's eyes widened in horror. He was so confused for a moment that he almost stepped on empty air.

There was only the sound of light footsteps in the stairwell, from the top floor to the basement, and neither of them spoke again. Maso had a playful smile on his face, like a hunter playing with his prey, while Dai Gaomo looked haggard and melancholy, and the whole person was a little absent-minded.

In front of the basement door, the huge tiger jumped up and swung its tail desperately, making a whirring sound, and growled at Marceau in a very intimate way, rubbing its huge head against her body.

Dai Gao looked at the terrifying monster nervously. He muttered in a low voice: "Merciful Virgin Mary, where did you get this big thing?"

Maso slapped the tiger's head twice and said casually, "The East is a magical land. I bought it from a hunter when it was still a cub. Who would have thought that it would grow so fast? And so big?"

"I don't know what kind of species it is, but it is so majestic and extraordinary!"

Marceau smiled with his eyes narrowed.

The huge tiger also narrowed its eyes and looked at Dai Gao with a hint of teasing.

Maso suddenly turned around and said, "Turn around. I'm going to enter the password. Kitty, keep an eye on this old guy and don't let him peek!"

Dai Gao turned away angrily, muttering something like "the glory of soldiers" and "the reputation of nobles".

Marceau curled his lips and smiled, placed the silver candlestick on the shelf in front of the basement door, and quickly twisted the huge mechanical code dials on the heavy basement door with his hands.

Accompanied by the sound of mechanical rotation, Marceau quickly entered the password. She pulled the handle of the alloy door and gently pulled it out.

Maso's face suddenly changed, and a silver-green light suddenly lit up between her eyebrows. The next moment, countless fine runes like flower branches and vines emerged from under her fair skin. She let out a low howl, and the skin on both sides of her temples, nose wings, chin, neck, shoulders, and important joints of her body suddenly crystallized and turned into huge silver-green gems.

A low humming sound was heard.

From a slender prismatic gem in the middle of Marceau's chest, a stream of light with a texture as rich as mercury surged out and quickly condensed into an extremely thick silver-green armor on her body, like a Western-style flying dragon with wings on its back.

In the long corridor, violent energy fluctuations swept in all directions, and Dai Gao was knocked unconscious without even a groan.

Maso frowned, and pointed fiercely at the tiger that was crawling on the ground and roaring deeply. In a flash, the tiger suddenly disintegrated and turned into a large piece of living, wriggling biological armor, which covered Dai Gao's body with a few "clang" sounds. Along with the low murmurs from the armor helmet, countless extremely thin, nerve-like threads flowed out of the armor and pierced into Dai Gao's body, penetrating his entire body's neural network.

The next moment, the pile of explosives that Xing Tianli had placed outside the alloy door, which would explode immediately if the door was slightly touched, exploded.

Maso hissed in a low voice, and she scattered a handful of egg-sized seeds. These seeds fell to the ground, and immediately penetrated the heavy stone slab and the steel plate below easily. The hard shell of the seeds quickly cracked, and the majestic vitality surged and squirmed. The nutrients in the surrounding earth were madly devoured and continuously injected into the handful of twelve seeds.

In the entire Secret Forest Castle, in the huge fortress, there were countless secret rooms and secret passages that were invisible to ordinary guests. Huge crystals lit up with dazzling green light at the same time, and inside them there were strange rune patterns that looked like leaves, flowers, the sun, moon, and stars, flashing rapidly.

The entire Whisper Forest became a whole. Almost all the nutrients and abundant nutrients in the underground soil of the entire Farus immigrant community were forcibly extracted by the castle and injected into the rapidly sprouting seeds in a brutal and unreasonable manner in the blink of an eye.

Countless wriggling thin roots grew rapidly and in an instant rushed into the basement that was already filled with flames and shock waves.

The dense roots squirmed madly, weaving and entwining rapidly, at a speed faster than the explosion of dynamite, forming layers of dense nets that completely surrounded the entire basement.

Xing Tianli purchased all the military explosives from the black market in the International Concession through the secret channel of the East Country Investigation Office of Yingjishi. Several tons of high explosives exploded at the same time, and the power was enough to destroy the main building of the Secret Language Forest above.

Maso screamed, and the terrible explosion was blocked by the large net formed by the rhizomes. Countless rhizomes flashed with dazzling silver-green light, and waves of dim light flickered. The light and heat generated by the explosion, the terrible energy shock wave, were all absorbed by these rhizomes, swallowed and melted at a very fast speed, and transformed into strands of dazzling silver-green light, which were continuously injected into Maso's body from a distance.

In the basement, floor tiles collapsed, steel plates melted, and the huge basement was forcibly expanded to more than three feet wide in all directions. Then everything disappeared. Such a terrible explosion did not cause much damage to the surrounding environment.

Maso chanted a strange spell in a low voice, and the green rhizomes squirmed rapidly, and their color changed rapidly, from green wood tissue to gray-black mud. Then the thick mud quickly leveled and solidified, turning into a three-foot-thick rock layer, replacing the damaged floor tiles and steel plates.

With a gloomy face, she walked into the empty basement, which still had a trace of heat.

She looked at the bright walls and ceiling that could serve as a mirror, and suddenly she covered her heart with her hands, screaming in extreme pain: "My gold!"

"My silver!"

"My money!"

"My fortune!"

"Who is it? Who stole my money?"

Maso did not hold a grudge against Xing Tianli for burying the explosives. After all, it was only a few tons of explosives. With her emergency response, the pile of explosives failed to cause any substantial harm to her.

But her gold, her silver, the huge wealth she had stored in the basement, which she had just settled in the last three months and had not yet had time to move out! Especially those banknotes, those deeds, those jewels, those wealth that could be exchanged for huge amounts of gold, silver and precious metals!
Heartache!

My heart aches!

Maso fell to his knees, screaming at the top of his lungs: "Don't let me find you, I will definitely turn you into, into..."

Marceau uttered an unfamiliar word of more than twenty syllables in a very ferocious manner.

She fell to her knees.

Blood continued to flow out from the armor on her arm, shining with a faint green fluorescence, and quickly flowed on the smooth black rock. It turned into extremely thin silk threads, outlining a huge sun and moon side by side, decorated with hundreds of stars around it, and in the middle was a strange magic circle with an old tree with lush branches and leaves.

Marceau began to pray in a strange language.

She shook her body gently, and as she prayed, some strange power rose in the magic circle.

In the Dark Forest, hundreds of women, including Iris and Ilse, knelt on the ground and cut their wrists at the same time, releasing blood. All the blood dripped, and before it hit the ground, it turned into light green flames and disappeared.

In the dark, an extremely thin, intermittent line was moved.

This line traveled through countless voids, multiple dimensions, and finally involved some unspeakable strange existence.

A huge shadow looms over everything.

Countless huge branches stretched out wildly in all directions like the arms of zombies.

Maso's prayer sounded along that intermittent line, penetrating with great difficulty, intermittently, and vaguely. But in that infinite shadow, the terrible consciousness immediately caught this subtle prayer sound.

A line of sight followed this gaze and fell down.

Void.

dimension.

Crazy consumption along the way.

The sight that contained incredible and magnificent power was almost consumed by the long high-dimensional space. In the end, only a tiny bit of power remained, like a grain of sand in the nine oceans, which seeped into this world very erratically and fell into Maso's brow.

Marceau's eyes suddenly lit up.

She glanced around and easily found the entrance to the tunnel that Xing Tianli had deliberately left.

She stared at the entrance of the tunnel, and a tall figure in a robe quietly emerged in her sight.

"male……"

When the remnants of that gaze fell on Marceau's eyebrows, her eyes, at that moment, captured certain causes and effects.

She saw the remaining traces of the figure, and looked towards the original figure, Xing Tianli who was walking towards the Marseille Palace.

The sun was blazing, and Xing Tianli walked under the shade of the trees. The bamboo leaves tapped the ground, making crisp noises. After the explosion, he left the tavern under the pretext of investigating the situation.

He seriously thought about the conditions given by Princess Yihe. If he took back Black Borneo, he could not only be granted the title of marquis, but more likely be granted the title of duke?
An extremely soft and warm feeling grows in my heart.

He hummed the nursery rhyme "Rock and roll, rock to Grandma's Bridge" again. The big black dog rolled his eyes, looked at him strangely, stuck out his long tongue, and hummed the nursery rhyme "The yellow-skinned man marries a wife, and the lame wolf carries the sedan chair." "You must be made a marquis." Xing Tianli said firmly, "You must be made a marquis in the most orthodox way recognized by your mother. Otherwise, your Taoist heart will be incomplete, and I'm afraid you will go astray!"

In my mind, the broken ancient bronze sword suddenly vibrated.

Around Lingtai Zifu, the boundless chaos began to ripple. Tentacles, like fingers extended by a giant monster, grabbed some invisible objects in the void.

The shadows of the seven large tripods all emitted a cold light, and countless ancient witch patterns floated, forming the "Original Witch Scripture". Xing Tianli's heart twitched, and he saw countless ancient witch patterns surging rapidly, and a "Nine Bodies and Nine Killing Curses" quietly emerged.

The spell is simple, extremely effective, and... extremely shameless!
This is an extremely clever secret art of 'substituting a dead person for a dead one' and 'faking death and coming back to life'. 'Nine' is the extreme number, and the meaning of 'nine bodies and nine deaths' is that after casting this secret spell, as long as the caster can pay enough, he can almost endlessly shift the blame for certain calamities involving cause and effect to the unlucky people who are causally implicated with himself!
In a split second, Xing Tianli, relying on his powerful celestial soul, comprehended the secret spell.

He formed seals and chanted spells, and the qi and blood in his body suddenly collapsed by 30%. In the two large cauldrons, two lines of golden light burned out in an instant. The colorful mist and the collapsed qi and blood were instantly consumed, and the secret spell had already been activated.

The golden-haired, red-eyed form of Emperor Si flashed through Xing Tianli’s mind.

This guy was the mastermind behind the Holy Mother Church’s pursuit of him and the harm done to the entire Shan De Fang.

The moment Xing Tianli recited the secret spell, a strand of cause and effect on his body easily separated from his body, following the causal line between him and Di Si, and fell lightly towards Di Si.

In the basement, accompanied by the sound of strange and mysterious spells, Marceau's eyes, emitting green light, suddenly saw a tall, heroic, handsome, god-like blond man - the blond, red-eyed Di Si, who was hugging two pretty young nuns in cool clothes, soaking in the cool swimming pool, drinking big gulps of wine.

"In a perfect world, we should enjoy such a perfect life!"

Di Si was so happy that he kept shouting, "Fine wine, beautiful women, clean water that is not polluted, and can even be used for bathing... and this air that has no odor and no radiation pollution! White clouds in the sky, blue sky, oh, and this sun that is full of vitality and at its peak!"

"A flawless world should belong to us!"

Dis laughed a little crazily: "I will never share this wonderful world with Augustus and his group of sissies. Those conservative people who stick to the old ways should have been swept into the garbage dump of history long ago."

"Find the third party who plotted against us from behind, dig them out, kill them, and then, let us have everything!"

Des cheered wildly.

His appearance, his movements, his voice, his unscrupulous, hysterical face, were all secretly seen by Marceau with the help of his incredible power.

"Lowly male!" The green light in Maso's eyes slowly dissipated, she gritted her teeth and jumped into the tunnel. After walking a few miles along the straight tunnel, Maso found that she had come to the backyard of a small chapel in the Farus Colony.

The remote utility room was full of dust, and there were many traces of dragging on the ground.

Outside the utility room, among the messy bushes that had obviously not been cleaned or repaired for several days, Marceau found some scattered gold and silver ingots, some beautifully minted gold coins and other items.

"My gold!"

"My silver!"

"My fortune!"

"You charlatans of the Virgin Mary Church, you asked for this!" Maso gritted his teeth, jumped back into the tunnel, and quickly returned to the Dark Whisper Forest. "You vicious guys, do you think that by burying so many explosives, you can completely kill people and destroy the bodies? You underestimated our strength, and you must be punished!"

Marceau is confident in his own judgment.

The reason why the priests of the Virgin Mary Church were too lazy to fill up the tunnel and did not hide the fact that the exit of the tunnel was right in the backyard of their own missionary church was definitely because they had buried a large amount of explosives in the basement.

Several tons of explosives are enough to destroy the entire Secret Language Forest.

It was enough to collapse most of the tunnel, destroy all traces, and make everything untraceable.

"But our power is something you lowly males can never imagine!" Maso said angrily, "Well, even if we are not fully mature yet, even if our numbers are not large enough, it is enough to use some of our power to take revenge on you damned charlatans!"

"I have a better idea!"

Marceau giggled, her laughter was bright and cheerful.

On the street, Xing Tianli stopped and looked towards the direction of the Dark Language Forest with great seriousness. The Dark Language Forest was on Fontainebleau Street. From where Xing Tianli was, he could see that the tall tower top of the Dark Language Forest was still intact.

The explosion did not destroy the Secret Language Forest.

And his sudden heart palpitations just now, and the sudden appearance of the "Nine Bodies and Nine Killing Curse", this powerful secret spell of scapegoating, were clearly the people from the Dark Language Forest, who used a very powerful secret technique to track him down, but Xing Tianli used the secret technique to transfer the target of the pursuit to Di Si.

"They are all very powerful!" Xing Tianli pondered for a while and walked quickly towards the direction of the Marseille Palace.

The situation is very chaotic. There are many forces entering the scene voluntarily or passively, and many of these forces possess potential power that even Xing Tianli is extremely wary of.

"No matter how many ways you come, I will only go one way!"

Xing Tianli muttered in a low voice: "No matter what you want to do, I, the Taoist priest, will be conferred the title of Marquis first."

He walked to the gate of the Marseille Palace and saw dozens of cars slowly driving in.

There was an intelligence officer from the Yingjishi East Country Investigation Office on the side of the road, and Xing Tianli soon got the accurate news - the Dongyun people had already drafted a contract for the transfer of the gold and silver mines, and brought a large group of soldiers to the Marseille Palace, preparing to hand over the battleship information they had taken last night to Maria and her group.

The information that they had just purchased at a high price last night, and the garrison camp had just suffered heavy losses last night, half of the expatriate settlement area was burned to the ground, and tens of thousands of ronin and expatriates were killed or injured. These Dongyun high-level officials actually ignored these losses and made preparations for the handover with astonishing efficiency.

"Battleship blueprints! What a good stuff!" The big black dog was a little envious.

"It's a good thing, so grab it." Xing Tianli said straightforwardly: "You go and call for help outside, I'll go inside and find an opportunity to take action."

The big black dog's black fur stood up, and he looked at Xing Tianli eagerly: "Can you do it alone? The people around Maria are very powerful! Don't forget, last night, we were chased like dogs that had lost their homes!"

The towering bamboo hit the big black dog's head with a "bang".

"If you hadn't been a burden to me last night, I wouldn't have been in such a mess. Don't worry, I won't be easily overturned. Besides, didn't you notice? Maria and the others don't seem to be willing to start a war in the concession area!"

Xing Tianli grinned.

The big black dog stuck out its tongue, turned around and ran away, running several times faster than the 'stray dog', and disappeared in a flash.

Xing Tianli walked to the gate of Marseille Palace, and suddenly a patrol whistle sounded in the distance, but the whistle stopped abruptly, and an incomprehensible Dongyun dialect, like the chirping of a mixed-feathered bird, sounded in a mess.

The Touno ronin, with bare chests, scrapers on their waists, and holding various guns, came in twos and threes at first, then in groups, and finally like a tide, pouring into Fontainebleau Street from all the intersections.

There were patrolmen on duty on the streets, but many of them were from Dongyun. As soon as they blew their whistles a few times, they were shouted at by the prominent leaders among the ronin.

Among the ronin who were quickly gathering together, Xing Tianli saw Jiro Kumayama and some leaders of the Kumayama Group.

These guys seemed to have drunk alcohol and taken some random drugs. Their faces were excited and their eyes were wild. When they suddenly saw Xing Tianli, Xiong Shanjilang and several leaders trembled all over. The ferocious expressions on their faces suddenly turned into flattering smiles. They bowed deeply to him from a distance.

Xing Tianli nodded and walked into the Marseille Palace.

A large number of Dongyun soldiers jumped off the trucks and quickly formed neat lines in response to sharp commands.

The people of Dongyun are short, so they have a great advantage in transporting troops compared to the tall and strong foreigners from the Far West Hundred Countries. The same car can only carry 20 tall and strong soldiers from the Far West Hundred Countries, but if the people of Dongyun squeeze a little, a car can at least fit 50 to 60 Dongyun soldiers.

At this moment, there were at least nearly two thousand Dongyun soldiers lined up in front of the main building of the Marseille Palace.

The Consul General of the Dongyun Consulate General, Nanyu Youer, was a middle-aged man who was about two inches taller than the average Dongyun person and could be described as "as majestic as a god" among the Dongyun people. He had short and thin limbs, a swollen belly, a middle-parted slicked-back hair, and wore a Western-style tuxedo. He looked like a penguin. Surrounded by a large group of staff, he rushed into the main building in small steps.

Two thin men with gray hair and gray eyes were already waiting in the lobby on the first floor of the main building.

They gathered together, and Nanyu Squid II waved a thick stack of documents impatiently: "My dear lords, I have brought the contract for the gold and silver mines promised by the empire. As long as you sign the transfer agreement, these gold and silver mines, along with the 120,000 slaves who work in the mines, will all be yours."

"A complete set of battleship blueprints, quickly!" Nanyu Youer was panting heavily, his face flushed, making people worry that he might have a cerebral hemorrhage and faint at any time.

On the first floor of the hall, at the entrance of the corridor leading to the bar, several officials from the British Consulate General looked at the jumping Nanyu Youer with extremely ugly expressions.

Maria has publicly admitted that this battleship blueprint was stolen from the data room of the Navy Department of the Kingdom of Ingish. This blueprint is the national treasure of the Kingdom of Ingish, but it was stolen by these shameless thieves.

The Consulate General of Yingji held consultations with the Dongyun people last night and asked them to stop trading with Maria.

The drawings are not important.

Augustus has clearly told Joe Peter and others that this blueprint is actually not important, and they can provide more advanced and powerful battleship blueprints at any time.

However, the old nobles of Yingjishi could not tolerate the blatant theft of the Dongyun people because of their reputation.

Xing Tianli came over.

An English officer nodded to him and whispered, "Major Li Li, you just need to keep an eye on the Marseille Palace. Outside, Mr. Joe Peter has made arrangements. These damn thieves, they can't take the empire's wealth back to their dirty, filthy nest!"

Xing Tianli's eyes widened: "The Consulate General should have received my report?"

The Yingji official pursed his lips tightly. He knew of course the warning that Xing Tianli had sent to the consulate at breakfast - Maria and others were wantonly spreading these incredible high-tech technologies, all of which were related to armaments. They were clearly deliberately provoking a war!

"War? With the Dongyun people? No, there won't be a war."

Several Yingjishi officials looked at Nanyu Yui Er and others with contempt: "It was just an asymmetrical lesson. The Dongyun people are strong because we gave them the opportunity, not because they are strong themselves."

Several people looked at Xing Tianli, and didn't say anything else.

After all, Xing Tianli was born in the Dayu Dynasty and was a citizen of the East Country. The reason behind the rapid rise of the Dongyun people in the past two or three decades was actually that the Far West Hundred Countries deliberately condoned and used the Dongyun people to curb the gradually recovering Dayu Dynasty.

Things went well.

The Dayu Dynasty had just occupied Black Borneo, and when its national strength was about to increase rapidly, the Dongyun people took action.

It doesn't matter if the Yingji people say this among themselves, but there is really no need to say it to Xing Tianli, a native of Dongyun, in person.

"Let's go and prepare." Several Yingji officials nodded to Xing Tianli, then quietly left the lobby.

It is impossible to take action in the Palace of Marseilles.

It is also impossible to operate within the concession.

The only way for the Dongyun people to send the complete set of battleship information back to their homeland is to ship it back by sea via warship.

In the International Concession, the total combat power of England's concession fleet was at least comparable to the sum of all the fleets of other countries.

Xing Tianli stood in the corner of the hall, watching Nanyu Youer and several Dongyun people go upstairs. They stayed upstairs for a long time, and then one after another huge boxes made of alloy were continuously carried out of the elevator.

The people of Dongyun began to get busy.

Dozens of alloy boxes filled with technical data and various drawings filled three trucks. After the last box was packed, Nanyu Youer led his men to the trucks. Many soldiers walked, surrounded the convoy, and slowly left the Marseille Palace.

As soon as we left the Marseille Palace, tens of thousands of Touno Ronin came whistling, filling the streets densely, and escorted the convoy straight to the Touno Consulate General.

The Dongyun people came late, and their expatriates could not even get an officially recognized piece of land in the International Settlement. The location of the Dongyun Consulate General was a bit remote, just in the southeast corner of the International Settlement, and was only separated from the expatriate area that was burned last night by a small river several feet wide.

The narrow Jingyue Street, which is seven or eight miles long, is different from the overseas Chinese area on the other side of the river, which is inhabited by low-class ronin and commoners. Those who are qualified to live on Jingyue Street are all respectable people among the Dongyun people.

Either officials or wealthy people, they are all powerful and wealthy people.

Low wooden fences separate the courtyards, and wooden buildings with a Han and Tang style are dotted around, but the colors are gloomy and dark, and the surroundings are planted with small pine and cypress trees with twisted branches. At first glance, you might think you have entered a mausoleum of the dead, and it doesn't look like a residence for the living at all.

At this moment, these courtyards were filled with tents of all sizes. Ronin of all kinds were laughing and lined up in neat rows, shouting slogans loudly and practicing hard, led by small leaders wearing Dongyun military uniforms.

There were more than ten thousand ronin who had accompanied them all the way from the Marseille Palace, and in the numerous courtyards on Jingyue Street, the number of armed ronin who had gathered was more than thirty thousand.

On the other side of the stream, in the burned-down expatriate area, there were also a large number of Dongyun civilians gathered.

They seemed to have completely forgotten that their homes had been burned down. They waved simple wooden spears and bamboo spears, and under the command of some ronin, they also formed a loose array, shouted loudly at the deployment of troops and carried out the most basic array drills.

These civilians included men, women, young and old, and there were a large number of them, with the total number definitely exceeding 200,000.

Although their weapons are crude and their combat effectiveness is almost zero, with so many of them placed here, densely packed and black, they can be used to scare people, or to act as human shields, which is absolutely qualified.

The convoy entered the Shinonome Consulate General. A large number of elite soldiers, together with elite ronin like Jiro Kumayama, densely packed the Shinonome Consulate General. They surrounded the consulate general which covered an area of ​​over 100 acres, and not even a fly could get in.

The ronin on the outermost edge took off their clothes, revealing the sticks of explosives tied to their bodies. They drank old wine in big gulps, showing an attitude of "burn both jade and stone".

Xing Tianli shuttled underground, closely following Nanyu Youer and others.

He clearly heard Nanyu Youer loudly ordering several counselors and adjutants around him: "The local fleet and the Black Borneo expeditionary fleet will arrive at Pinghai City in half a month. In this half month, we can all die in battle, but this information must not be lost!"

"The orthodoxy of Shenzhou lies in Dongyun!"

Nanyu Squid II roared hysterically: "We are the most legitimate heirs to this land of China!"

"The Holy Lord is in my Dongyun. The Holy Emperor is the direct descendant of the noble Emperor Zulong Shihuang and the direct descendant of Emperor Hu Hai!" Nanyu Yu Er shouted hoarsely: "As long as the Empire learns all this information and builds the most powerful battleship in the world, the Empire's army will be able to conquer the entire Shenzhou!"

"The Fen Clan? The Dayu Dynasty? They are the usurpers! They are the real rebels!"

"We are the orthodox, we are the legitimate ones, we must put order out of chaos and let Shenzhou welcome back its true master!"

Nanyu Squid was yelling and roaring like crazy.

A group of adjutants around him were also roaring.

A group of Dongyun dwarfs, like a group of mental patients, shouted slogans all the way, escorting nearly a hundred alloy boxes all the way to the deepest warehouse under the consulate, and locked the alloy boxes in the warehouse. At the door of the basement, there were hundreds of elite soldiers, hundreds of elite ronin warriors, and three men wearing hunting clothes and with a sinister aura on their bodies on duty.

(End of this chapter)