Chapter 155 Cheers, Cheers!

"Bard is already dissatisfied with us, why did you send him to negotiate with Muhammad?"

Hearing that Han Xiufen had sent Bard to the shore, Liu Mingliang hurriedly finished the work at hand and rushed over.

Han Xiufen sat on the chair and said without raising her head: "If you don't let him go to Muhammad, what excuse can I use to replace him?" ”

Liu Mingliang relaxed when he heard this, came to Han Xiufen and said, "Who is the next real power figure among the blacks?" ”

"Bamon!"

Liu Mingliang recalled this Bameng and didn't seem to have any impression.

Han Xiufen said again: "Do you remember Barry, who was executed by you because of his rebellion on Paradise Island? ”

Liu Ming nodded brightly.

Han Xiufen said: "Bamon is Barry's younger brother, and so is Bard!" ”

Hearing Han Xiufen say this, Liu Mingliang was a little puzzled.

Han Xiufen looked at Liu Mingliang and explained impatiently: "Rights need to be inherited, and classes need to be cultivated. ”

Liu Mingliang suddenly remembered that the person who gave Barry the final blow was Bud, so he suddenly realized: "Bad will spy on Bud, right?" ”

Han Xiufen glanced at Liu Mingliang and returned to his state of closed eyes and contemplation.

"The captured Dutch are worth a lot, and the artillery is worth even more, so why would you give Muhammad half of it?

If we arm him, our territory here will be in danger.

It's also unfair to the Han people here. ”

Han Xiufen sighed and said: "For the first time, we met a group of people who could run around with the capital on their backs, we defeated Muhammad today, and the people will carry their things on their backs and move to another place tomorrow, as long as they put down the things on their backs, the capital will reappear."

To deal with such a group of people, you can only minimize their existence, not defeat them over and over again. ”

"Muhammad was not so easily fooled."

"I'm just trying, it's up to Bard to do it."

Liu Mingliang nodded, and when he came out of Han Xiufen's room, he saw a giant man tied to a tree, so he returned to the room and said to Han Xiufen: "You need two maids, not male slaves!"

We are in a wild place, which does not mean that we also have to become barbarians, and we still have to have the etiquette. ”

Han Xiufen said in a low voice: "When I fought with him, he claimed that he wanted me to be his slave girl. ”

This is the blood feud, and Liu Mingliang will no longer say anything.

He left Han Xiufen's room again, came to the stout giant man, took out his short sword, and stabbed it into the crotch of the giant sweat. Down, I only heard the giant man roar wildly, twisting his body frantically, and the leaves fell like snowflakes.

Liu Mingliang was unmoved, pinched the short sword and turned it around fiercely twice, making sure that it was done cleanly, then he took out the short sword and said to the black-clothed people guarding the side: "Treat his injuries, this is Boss Han's slave." ”

After speaking, he wiped the short sword on the giant man who had passed out and walked away.

Leonie witnessed the tragedy with her own eyes, and entered Han Xiufen's room with a smile and said, "Big boss, I think our second boss likes you." ”

Han Xiufen didn't understand Leonie's statement, and said helplessly: "That's what he looks like, since he planted a big heel on your maid, the whole person has become abnormal." ”

Leonie nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, Sewell really wants to give birth to two more children for our two or three masters, this is her way of getting rich."

Hey?

If I met a man I loved, wouldn't they do the same? ”

Han Xiufen looked at Leonie and said, "If you want to be a real nobleman in Lantian, it's best to keep your virginity, and when we return to the land one day and go to the glorious Lantian to receive canonization, you will find that because of this, you will get great preferential treatment." ”

Leonie nodded earnestly, she was actually the same kind of person as his father Karn, with a perverted pursuit of status and glory.

Bard's negotiations with Muhammad worked.

According to the agreement, Muhammad's wooden palace did not have to be moved, and the fishermen by the sea did not have to pack up their belongings and run around with the palace.

And what Han Xiufen needs to pay for is the artillery sunk in the strait.

The salvaged artillery was, in principle, all of them owned by Muhammad.

Of course, in order to salvage these cannons, the pirates of Lantian and King Muhammad need to send a large number of fishermen who can dive very deep.

The seabed here is not deep, and the mast of the silent Karak galleon is still bare.

By tying balsa wood to the cannon one by one, you will eventually be able to lift the heavy cannon from the bottom of the sea.

It takes a lot of manpower.

There are generally materials for trimming sailboats on galleons, but this time all the battleships are badly damaged, and the repair materials are simply not enough, and most of the wood used on the battleships is hard northern wood, and the loose wood grown in hot places like Malacca cannot be used for shipbuilding at all.

As a result, the only two intact warships had to block the Strait of Malacca to capture merchant ships, and then dismantle the timber from them to repair the ships.

This is an extremely slow process.

Two months later, when the Lantian raised its patchy sails and slowly sailed out of the Malacca River, Han Xiufen, who had been nervous for days, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

During this time, the Portuguese, the British, and the Spaniards, after hearing about this naval battle, rushed to Malacca one after another like sharks smelling blood.

The British were busy building forts on the other side of the Malacca River, the Portuguese had built their own territory at the top of the Strait of Malacca, and the Spaniards had taken over part of Muhammad's land and established their base after slaughtering some of the natives.

Han Xiufen maintained a cold attitude towards the construction of these forts and bases.

She believed that Muhammad would be even more anxious than she was.

Former enemies, after encountering a new situation, quickly become friends.

When Zhang Chuanli met with Muhammad, he learned a secret from this guy.

Bard betrayed the Lantian people!

Bard hopes to use Muhammad's power to strike at Han Xiufen, and then he will take his few remaining subordinates as an internal response, first blow up Han Xiufen's powder magazine, and then work with Muhammad to attack inside and outside to capture Han Xiufen's remaining ships.

Muhammad's betrayal was naked, and he even told Zhang Chuanli about the conspiracy between them in front of Bard.

Bard, who wanted to escape, was caught by his own brother Bamun and fell to the ground before he could run out of the shed.

The two brothers were fighting each other in a puddle of mud that had just rained.

"We can continue to supply you with weapons, gunpowder, and of course, if you want that, you need to exchange it for gold."

Zhang Chuanli glanced at the two brothers who were fighting in the mud pit, elegantly wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and raised the glass full of wine in his hand to toast to Muhammad, who had been looking directly at him.

Muhammad, who strictly ordered his subordinates and the people not to drink alcohol, was a drunkard and did not refuse the wine sent by Zhang Chuanli.

"Can we trade slaves for weapons and gunpowder?"

"You mean the Dutch?"

"No, no, my Allah, I mean the natives of the jungle."

Zhang Chuanli shook his head and said, "We don't have any interest in these low-rise natives, if it were those fishermen of yours, I might think about it." ”

"I will not betray my people."

Zhang Chuanli nodded noncommittally and said, "This is your right." ”

Muhammad was silent for a moment and said, "If you can help me drive out the Spaniards across the Malacca River, I will agree to buy your weapons with gold." ”

Zhang Chuanli stretched out his hand and said, "My warriors need gold for their dispatch. ”

Muhammad's men threw a bag of golden sand.

Zhang Chuanli said: "We need ten bags of gold. ”

Muhammad opened his arms and shouted: "You are devils! ”

Zhang Chuanli was silent, but pushed the bag of golden sands out of front of him.

"Alright, well, you devil, I promised you."

Zhang Chuanli had nine more bags of golden sand in front of him.

At this moment, a black clay figure crawled out of the puddle, dragging a corpse in his hand.

When Muhammad sent for them to be washed with water, he found that the living man was Bad and the dead man was Bamun.

Bard reverently knelt at Zhang Chuanli's feet, constantly kissed his toes and said, "Honorable three masters, Bard has been killed by me." ”

Zhang Chuanli looked at Bud at his feet and sighed slightly, pulled out his long knife and stabbed it fiercely, his force was so fierce that Bud's body was pierced and firmly fixed on the wooden board.

Bard raised his head with difficulty, Zhang Chuanli looked at his painful face and said, "For us, as long as we betray once, we are enemies, and there will be no second trust at all."

If you kill Bamon, it only means that Bamun has lost the possibility of becoming the leader of the Black Pirates, and you must die! ”

Muhammad clapped his hands and said: "What a brilliant truth, what a wonderful language." ”

Zhang Chuanli drew his long knife, but Muhammad cut off Bud's head with a knife, and then said to Zhang Chuanli: "We have an old fable that if you want to make sure that a person is dead, then please cut off his head."

Honorable three masters, how about we attack the Spaniards together in the early morning in three days' time? ”

Zhang Chuanli bent down and stroked his chest and saluted: "As you wish, the king of Malacca, but we want half of the spoils." ”

Muhammad laughed and said, "It's all yours, we just want the land to be ours." ”

Zhang Chuanli returned to the camp from Muhammad's royal palace, hid the golden sands first, and then came to a larger shed, and said to Han Xiufen, who was sitting at the top: "In the early morning three days later, Muhammad is ready to go out of the nest. ”

Han Xiufen turned her head, her gaze fell on the face of the Englishman Barmons and said, "Baron Barmons, are you sure that your army can cut off the passage for Muhammad to escape to the jungle in three days?" ”

Balmons, with a goatee, said, "That's nature, my beautiful Baron of the East." ”

Han Xiufen's gaze fell on the Portuguese again, and said, "Are you ready to intercept them from fleeing upstream of the Malacca River?" ”

Baron Cristiano, who had a huge medal on his chest, bowed slightly and said, "As you wish." ”

Han Xiufen finally said to the young Spanish Baron Antonio: "Are you ready to participate in this feast of flesh and blood?" ”

Baron Antonio smiled: "The battle to clean up the waste in Malacca begins with the Malacca River." ”

Han Xiufen picked up her glass and said: "Three days later, we will usher in a new sun on the Strait of Malacca, this time, the rising sun on the sea will belong to each of us, cheers!" ”

"Cheers!"