MTL - Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty-v2 Chapter 1776 Lonely minister thousands of miles away

  Chapter 1776 The lonely minister thousands of miles away

   Zhu Houzhao's face was dyed red.

  The months of hard work were hardly in vain.

   It can even be said that since the ironclad ship was developed and improved ten years ago, it has never been wasted.

  The essence of any science needs to be promoted by profit, and there has never been anything promoted for the sake of promotion in the world.

  The essence of this great victory...has made the emperor realize deep down that the so-called science is fundamental.

  There is nothing more lucrative than science in this world.

  Zhu Houzhao patted Fang Jifan on the shoulder.

  Fang Jifan sighed, standing still, maintaining a good image, wiping his temples.

   This was a historic moment. He winked at the living **** beside him. The **** immediately cheered up, took out a bamboo piece, and picked up a pen.

Fang Jifan said: "Your Majesty came to the front of the line of fire, fought fiercely with the thieves, defeated the thieves, and wiped out the Spanish and Portuguese fleets. After that, my Ming Dynasty was invincible all over the world. I am not talented. I followed your majesty to fight east and west, and fought thousands of miles. Although he did not have the ability to strategize, he also has the ambition to win thousands of miles. In this battle, I personally fired the cannon and sank countless pirate ships. I am worthy of the lintel of the Fang family and the heroic spirit of the ancestors. Now we are waiting to fight to the death, thanks to your majesty's blessings and blessings , I entrust the soldiers to be loyal and brave. I, Fang Jifan, have no credit. Now, I am determined to compose a poem to cheer me up. This poem...you leave it blank for now, and you can fill it in when the duke thinks about it."

  The **** who recorded this record shook his hand, and subconsciously felt... It seems that this does not conform to the operation!

  Therefore, he looked up at Fang Jifan cautiously, then hurriedly lowered his head again, but said tremblingly: "I don't know if the poem that the father-in-law is chanting is the five rhythms or the seven rhythms?"

  Fang Jifan was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, and then said angrily: "You dog, how can there be so many words."

  The **** hurriedly said in fright: "This...isn't this left blank, slave girl... slave girl can determine the blank space according to the five laws and seven laws."

Huh? How can it be so?

  Fang Jifan suddenly felt that each of the ancient people was not simple, and they seemed to be all capable people. Fang Jifan couldn't think of this, and it can be seen that the interlacing is like a mountain!

  So Fang Jifan was open-minded and eager to learn: "You can figure it out, keep some more, maybe you can write two or three poems when your country's official poems are popular."

  Hmph, I am who I am, Fang Jifan does not admire false fame, otherwise, Fang Jifan would write 30,000 poems and teach me that after Fang Jifan, there would be no more poets.

  Since the big victory, it is natural to celebrate.

   On the ship, a short celebration was held.

   Immediately, the casual sailboat began to resupply the ironclad ship.

  The accompanying sailboats carry a lot of ammunition, fresh water, and coal. It is meaningless to expect them to meet the enemy, but they can be used as assistants, but they still have some capabilities.

  After the supply, the accompanying wooden warships began to pick up the spoils here, counted the prisoners, and counted the results of the battle. Then, the ironclad ships began to set off, heading for the northern province according to Zhu Houzhao's order.

  Now, the Ottoman, Spanish and Portuguese navies are all destroyed.

Nowadays, on the continents of Europe and North Africa, the ships that can still float are almost all old ships, or some merchant ships that can only carry cargo. At best, they are only converted into armed merchant ships, but on real warships In front of him, he was almost vulnerable.

  Therefore... the entire ocean has become the inner lake of Daming.

   Go wherever you want, without even having to develop a detailed strategy.

  The next step... is to arrive at the Northern Province, and use this Northern Province as a fulcrum to start establishing a new order.

  When dozens of ironclad ships slowly passed through the Strait of Gibraltar, because it was daytime, the Spaniards in the port here noticed this unexpected guest.

  It's just a pity, and they can only look at the ocean and sigh.

  Fang Jifan stood on the side of the ship, waved to them enthusiastically, and greeted their relatives, but these people could only look through the binoculars, and then looked at the fleet with a dazed expression, and passed slowly.

  …

   Counting, the Northern Province has experienced six years of war.

  During the six years, countless enemies came and receded like a tide.

   At first, the Dutch were numb.

   But as the enemy became more and more anxious, the original knight-like war became ruthless.

   Whenever they attack a place, they start to kill. Wherever they say, not a blade of grass grows.

  In order to completely cut off the supplies of the Han army, they even sprinkled sea salt on the land when they retreated. They robbed every livestock and burned down all houses that could shelter from wind and rain.

  So... The originally indifferent Frisian and Dutch people suddenly became angry.

  They joined the Han army without hesitation, united as one.

  Infantry regiments composed of Frisians and Dutch infantry regiments can even hold on to a fortress for a year and a half.

  Now in this land, the number of the Han army is around 6,000, while the natives of the Netherlands can recruit a regular army of 11,000 people and an auxiliary army of 60,000 to 70,000.

  But... the continuous coalition forces are inexhaustible. After six years and **** battles, the entire northern province has come to an end.

  The food is almost exhausted, only the fleet broke through the blockade, and occasionally purchased some food from the UK, the productivity was greatly destroyed, so that the land was completely wiped out.

  Liu Wenshan implemented the rationing law here.

  During the war, all food must be uniformly distributed. The daily ration of each soldier and the amount of each citizen must be carefully calculated, and no grain of food should be wasted easily.

  Tang Yin and Qi Jingtong led the fleet to search for food, and even...turned the ships into fishing boats.

   It's just a pity that there is no big yellow croaker here, so that the experience in Ningbo has become useless here.

  Wang Xizuo, as the governor, began to slowly become handy.

  It's just... the daily battles are like nooses, suffocating him all the time.

  The time and time again, the local Dutch and Frisians recognized the governor, and the local businessmen and nobles also believed that Wang Xizuo and himself were one.

  These days... the offensive is clearly starting to slow down.

  The remaining half of the northern province of the order finally began to breathe a sigh of relief.

   The deadly winter is coming.

  Food is still unavailable.

  People had to eat baked black bread, which was as hard as a stone, and had to be cut hard with a sharp knife before it could be cut piece by piece.

   Then, small pieces are stuffed into the mouth, and the hard bread is slowly soaked with saliva before it can be swallowed.

  All the tea leaves are gone.

  So Liu Wenshan, Tang Yin, Qi Jingtong, and Jiang Chen had no choice but to treat white water as tea, learning how to drink tea, and slowly drinking white water.

  Liu Wenshan is lucky. His tea mug is made of red sandalwood. He has been brewing tea for a long time. Even if he pours plain water, he can still feel the fragrance of tea.

  So, the seniors, when they are addicted to tea, take turns to drink tea from his tea mug.

   And Liu Wenshan has a good temper, so he can only keep silent.

"It's going to be winter. Today, some people in the city cut off the bark of trees to feed their hunger. I'm afraid we will run out of food. I don't know...whether the British merchants will come with food as promised, hey... If this goes on like this, I'm really worried that I won't be able to survive this winter." Tang Yin said quietly, looking very worried.

  When I came to Northern Province, I just realized that the environment here is very dangerous, and now it is obvious that there is nothing I can do!

  Liu Wenshan originally planned to go to France as an envoy, but the French made up their minds, sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight without wavering.

   "It's another year, and the Chinese New Year is coming soon." Suddenly, Qi Jingtong expressed emotion.

   It’s New Year’s Eve...

   It's just that these short words suddenly seemed to touch everyone's mind, but...

  The few people who sat here silently, suddenly...the eye sockets became moist.

  (end of this chapter)