Da Ming started to ascend the throne

"You... you are too rude. The two countries will not hurt their soldiers, how can you beat people? Shameless Orientals..."

Zheng Chenggong, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his voice:

"Shut up, a group of barbarians, take a good look at the territorial waters of my Daming, not your Hongmaofan's territorial waters, you are not qualified to negotiate peace.

Your Majesty Daming has told you to go away, why don't you leave my territory of Daming, now there are only two paths left for you. "

Hearing that there were two roads to go, Hongmaofan hurriedly asked:

"Who are you? Which two ways do we have to go?"

Zheng Chenggong smiled coldly:

"This governor is Zheng Chenggong, the commander-in-chief of the Daming Navy. One way is that we bombard you with cannons."

Hearing that the other party was Zheng Chenggong, Hong Maofan knew that his words were useful, so he hurriedly asked:

"It turns out that you are Zheng Chenggong, so what is the other way?"

Zheng Chenggong said coldly:

"There is another way that you all commit suicide, otherwise you will be bombarded to death! Whether you want to be bombarded to death or commit suicide is up to you to decide. The governor doesn't have much time, and you only have five seconds to think about it."

"Pfft..."

Both roads are dead ends, and Hong Maofan spit out old blood when he was angry, and almost fainted with anger.

Chapter 383

"You can't do this, Lord, punish these unscrupulous people!"

The two red-haired fans scolded their mothers angrily, oh no, they should want their master to punish the Ming soldiers.

Zheng Chenggong snorted coldly:

"Come here, nail these two red-haired fans to a wooden board, and sacrifice the cannon tomorrow."

"obey"

As soon as Zheng Chenggong gave an order, he immediately broke into a group of soldiers and tied up the two red-haired fans without any explanation.

Hongmaofan struggled desperately and shouted:

"God, these barbaric enlightened people, you can't treat the envoys like this, we are peace-loving envoys, if you do this, the Lord will not forgive you..."

The generals of Ming Dynasty were all ruthless people. Hearing Hong Maofan's chatter, Zhang Huang said, Huang Fei, Yan Yingyuan and others were furious:

"Nimma fart, you red-haired ghosts are peace-loving, and you have come all the way to occupy our Taiwan, dragged out and crucified."

In this way, the two red-haired fans were dragged out, and the Ming army now made two crosses and nailed them to them.

Then carry the wooden cross to the beach and insert it on the beach, and prepare to let them blow the sea breeze first, and sacrifice the cannon when they set off.

The two red-haired fans never thought that the Ming army, who was weak in their hearts, would be so ruthless at this time.

He nailed them to the cross without saying a word, and prepared to sacrifice cannons.

Their hands and feet are nailed to the wood and they don't move, but their mouths can still move:

"I beg you, don't treat us like this, please let us down, the Lord will bless you..."

"Nimma, it's so noisy, go and gag their mouths."

The Ming soldiers who tied up the red-haired fans were annoyed to death by them, so they took off their socks and gagged his mouth, and the world finally quieted down.

Early the next morning, Zheng Chenggong boarded the battleship, and he wanted to test the strength and direction of the wind.

After all, the Taiwan Strait is hundreds of miles wide. If there is a headwind, it will be very difficult for sailing warships to sail.

Once encountering a typhoon, it is very dangerous for the sailing warship to go to sea. After boarding the warship, I found that everything was normal.

Zheng Chenggong immediately issued an order:

"Come on, order everyone to board the ship one by one."

"Yes"

Each ironclad battleship can accommodate more than 800 people.

Among them were [-] navy soldiers and [-] Dragon Banner special forces members.

A large sail transport ship can transport 500 people at a time.

Now there are fifty large sailing warships, and there is no problem in transporting 3 horses.

The sailors and the Longqi Special Forces immediately lined up and started boarding the ship.

After the officers and men boarded the ship, the bow artillery of the eleven armored warships immediately aimed at the target on the beach.

That's where the stake of the orang-haired cross was erected.

The two red-haired plants were nailed to the cross on the wooden stake. After being baptized by the sea breeze overnight, they were almost dried up by the sea breeze, and they were dying at this time.

Suddenly seeing more than a dozen warships on the sea pointing their guns at them, the two red-haired fans widened their eyes.

It turned out that the Ming army really wanted to use them to sacrifice cannons. Hongmaofan was scared to pee at that time, and wanted to call out to their master to save his life.

But with his mouth blocked, he couldn't make a sound at all, he could only hum and twist his body non-stop.

"Rumble..."

Suddenly the guns began to roar, and several shells escaped.

Cannons hit mosquitoes, and the target is too small to hit with a single shot.

The first few shells whizzed past Hongmaofan and missed the target.

It's fine to just smash the red-haired fan with one shot.

But seeing the shells whizzing by, they can only wait for death and cannot avoid it. This is a great fear and suffering for Hongmaofan.

Standing on the deck of the battleship, Shi Lang never ordered the Wendi to fire. He knew that it was impossible to smash the target with one shot.

Seeing other battleships attacking their targets one after another, a smirk suddenly appeared on Shi Lang's face:

"Send the order, the Wendi ship will turn right and fire a volley."

"Yes"