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With the "where" and "where" questions out of the question, all that's left is how to go. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoBecause the mast of this lucky ship was cut off in the storm, it has lost its forward momentum. Of course, North Korea can be reached by the push of the waves alone, but the wind must always be in the same direction, and the speed is too slow.

However, this is naturally difficult for experienced sailors such as Zheng Sen. Although the mast is gone, the whole body of this lucky ship is wooden, and it is very easy to find wood. The sailors dismantled a compartment at random and nailed the resulting timber together to make a simple mast. Although the strength is not comparable to that of a mast made from the trunk of a large tree, it is enough to use in the current situation. As for the sails, it is even better to say that the ship has its own spare sails, which can be tied to the mast and hung on it.

In a short time, the battered ship lifted anchor again, and slowly sailed to the east under the gentle blowing of the west wind.

There is another important matter to deal with, and that is the corpses of sailors and pirates who died in naval battles. For the soldiers and sailors of the Zheng sailors, because they are basically fellow villagers, and they get along day and night at sea, the relationship is naturally extraordinary. Now that people and ghosts have different paths, how can those who survive not be sad and cry.

Zheng Sen didn't shed a single tear, just silently wiped the blood for his dead companions, sorted out their remains, and carefully packed the bodies into long pockets. The sailors fell to their knees in unison, chanted prayers such as "Mazu bless", and then lifted the body bags high and threw them into the rolling sea.

"It's... The soldiers sacrificed their lives for the country, shouldn't they collect their bones and return to their hometowns to be buried in peace? Zhu Youzhen said a little unbearably.

Zheng Sen pretended to smile lightly and said, "Your Highness doesn't know, our sailors are at sea for more than three hundred days a year, and this place is like our home. Since ancient times, all sailors who die at sea have been buried at sea, which is our best destination. When we are alive, we eat fish, and when we die, the fish eat us, which is fair. ”

Zhu Youzhen also looked solemnly after hearing this, silently watching the sailors solemnly bury the corpses at sea. When it was Xu Laosi's turn, Zheng Sen said hatefully: "Everything started because of him, and this guy almost killed His Highness, so it's better to chop him up and feed him to the shark!" ”

Zhu Youzhen shook his head and said: "Although this person didn't do anything good in his lifetime, he was killed in the battle with the Japanese in the end, so he was also a martyr." If you don't hide the flaws, let's bury him at sea like the other sailors. ”

Zheng Sen hurriedly complied with the order and buried Xu Laosi at sea. The soldiers of the Qi family army who were killed before, their bodies have already been thrown into the sea, and only their heads are left, and they have been buried at sea one by one, and they can finally return to the sea and continue to protect the Daming Sea Frontier in the dark.

After that, it was the turn to dispose of the corpses of the would-be pirates. This time, Zhu Youzhen was no longer polite, and first ordered Zheng Sen to cut off the head, and then tied the headless body with a cable and threw it into the sea to be dragged away.

The thick bloody aura spread in the seawater, and soon attracted more than a dozen sharks, chasing the corpse and biting wildly. In a short time, the corpses of these widows were torn to pieces, and a large area of sea water behind the ship was dyed red......

Zhu Youzhen still felt incomprehensible, and glared at those heads one by one. Seeing that some of them were still angry, Zhu Youzhen said angrily: "Fuck your uncle, you are still so arrogant when you die!" Come on, pick out your eyeballs, step on him, and hang it on the top of the mast to show the public! ”

By the time these things were over, it was already dawning in the East. Zhu Youzhen tossed for a whole day, and was injured again, and finally began to feel groggy. Li Zhenyan wanted him to go back to the cabin to rest, but Zhu Youzhen insisted on refusing, and still wanted to search for Qi Meifeng's traces on the sea. In the end, Li Zhenyan had no choice but to cover him with a thick quilt, and Zhu Youzhen took a nap, and after a while, he snored like thunder.

By the time he woke up again, it was already noon. The quilt on his body has been replaced with a thin blanket, and the bright sun of early autumn shines on his body, which makes people feel indescribably comfortable.

"Where are we going?" Zhu Youzhen rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked vaguely.

"Your Highness, the ship has entered Incheon Bay and will soon dock at the port!" Lee Jung-yeon said happily.

When Zhu Youzhen looked up urgently, he saw that the long-lost land had appeared on the horizon in the east. Where the land and sea meet, there are undulating mountains that gradually narrow from both sides to the center. There are already a few white sails on the sea, thinking that North Korean fishermen are toiling; From time to time, seagulls happily skimmed the side of the ship, and everything was a sign that the port was coming.

Not far further on, a seaside town appeared in Zhu Youzhen's sight. Zhu Youzhen originally thought that Incheon was an important port city in North Korea, but when he saw it, he realized that it was not as big as ordinary towns in China, and he couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

But if you look closely, you can see that this town guards a wide river outlet to the sea, and the geographical location is also very important.

Looking at the rushing shore, Li Zhenyan couldn't help but burst into tears. She pointed to the river and said to Zhu Youzhen: "Your Highness, that is the Han River!" We can take a boat up the river and it won't take long to reach Seoul. ”

Zhu Youzhen knew that this was Li Zhenyan's motherland, she had been adrift overseas for a long time, and now when she returned to China, she would naturally be a little excited, which is the so-called "hometown timidity". But for himself, North Korea is a completely foreign country. I wonder what kind of situation I will be in this neighboring country with China?

As the ships approached the coast, the coastline was tortuous, with many islands and reefs, and the waters were very complex. Li Zhenyan was familiar with the road, and commanded Zheng Sen to flexibly avoid the reef in the water and gradually drive into the port.

At this time, a speedboat quickly came up, and the sailors on it were all armed with sharp blades, thinking that they were officers and soldiers of the Korean naval division. When they got a little closer, the officer on the ship shouted loudly, naturally there was a large string of "Smecta", and Zhu Youzhen didn't understand a word.

Lee Jung-yeon immediately replied a few words in Korean, her tone was calm, and her voice was tactful, which was really the same as those charming Korean beauties in Korean dramas in her previous life. When the officer on the opposite side heard this, he immediately switched to Chinese and shouted, "Lord Weng is back!" Hurry up and inform the festival envoys! ”

Next, Zhu Youzhen's fortune boat slowly sailed into the Han River under the escort of the North Korean sailors and anchored at a wharf. Not long after, Lee Hee, the naval envoy of Gyeonggi Province in North Korea, hurried to meet him. Zhu Youzhen couldn't help laughing and said: "Lord Weng is very respected in North Korea, but you don't let Lord Weng do it, and you have been following me all the time, I really wronged you!" ”

As soon as he said this, Zhu Youzhen suddenly felt that his body was weak, his brain was dizzy, and he fainted again.