Overnight, the smoke was still there.

Anthony covered his painful chest and walked from the front line to Goa.In the past, he was a noble son of a noble man, and his servants served in and out.But today is the day he tastes the pain, just a few kilometers away, and he has not been able to return to the city from the battlefield for a night.

When the light of the morning shrouded the earth again, Anthony was still moving step by step on the halfway path.He returned to the temporary camp of the Portuguese army halfway and saw the earthy and many indigenous people who came to pick up their belongings.The black-thin natives saw a white man emerge, all fleeing in terror.But when they found out that this was a wounded and inactive white man, they gathered again.

“Get off, motherfucker!”Anthony was still holding a sword in his hand, waving to expel the natives.In the past, these black and thin unscrupulous people saw that he had only low-browsed deference and courteousness, but now they were like a dying beast—the unscrupulous people were still afraid of white people, but they were inexplicably excited about the pain of white people.

Last night, Anthony had a large number of Portuguese companions by his side.But after the rocket attack at night, everyone was scattered in shock and did not know where to go.Anthony’s horse was also snatched, and no one cared at that moment whether he was the Lord’s nephew.Now, he wants to return to Goa alone, but faces a group of wild dog-like untouchables.

Before Anthony appeared, the indigenous unscrupulous people had insulted the bodies of whites in the barracks.Now a living white man appeared, which even more stimulated their interest.They picked up a few spears and carefully poked Anthony’s body with the sharpness of the spear.

No matter how Anthony resists, he will be poking at the tip of a certain spear.Each poking will cause Anthony's painful cry, so the untouchables will laugh - the untouchables are not in a hurry to kill Anthony, they are like catching a mouse wild cat, enjoying the pleasure of killing their prey.

Desperation and grief, Anthony tried to frenzied to deter these low-lying natives, only to attract their even more wanton laughter.Does he not think that this is what the Portuguese army often did for fun when it cleared indigenous villages?Just when he thought about whether he would simply commit suicide to relieve the pain, a riding team came from the direction of Goa...

The horseshoes sounded, and the unscrupulous immediately lost their spears and fled, slipping faster than the rabbits.Anthony, who had left only a wound, stood in the middle of the road, holding a thin short sword, his body trembling.He thought that his compatriots had come to rescue, and wept and trotted in the direction of the riding team, but when he really approached, he found that there was a group of Arabs opposite him.

In the past, when the Arabs saw the Europeans, they did not say respectfully, but also mild and courteous.But today these Arabs are unexpectedly high-pitched, and when they see Anthony, they not only give help, but show their faces and ridicule.The riders of the dozen, Long ran or even did not slow down, or Anthony carefully moved toward the road.

Anthony’s cares made the Arab Rangers laugh.

“Wait.”An old man in the riding team shouted, and the rider who was about to run to the west immediately stopped.The old man turned and made a careful distinction, and asked, "You are Lord Costa's nephew?"I remember your name was Anthony.

"No, you're the wrong person."Anthony's heart was full of humiliation, he refused to admit his identity, just wanted to turn around and leave.

But the old man did not let go of Anthony, and he laughed and said, "I am Muhammad, and I have seen you in the governor's office."Your uncle introduced you to me and let me take good care of you.What about your uncle Lord Costa?Where are the others?”

"I don't know what you're talking about."Anthony just wanted to leave.He slowly turned his back, and the lonely man continued to go to Goa.

But Muhammad shouted, “Young Master Anthony, I don’t think you need to go to the city anymore.”You need to go to the fortress of the Orientals now."

Anthony stopped, and he was eager to know the situation in Goanhe, perhaps from the mouth of the Arab traitor.

The old Muhammad continued: “Last night the king of the East sent troops to Goa, and more than half of the church in the city was damaged, in which the Church of Santa Catarina and the Church of the Beneficial Jesus were completely destroyed.The priests, who used the two churches as a source of strength, all ascended to heaven.

The Orientals also attacked the governor's house, and this morning, though unsuccessful, it was discovered that the governor of Cordino had fled with more than a thousand Portuguese soldiers, leaving all the Portuguese merchants and residents of the city.Some said they had detoured to the nearby port of Murmogo, while others said they had gone to the local king for help.There was no longer any Portuguese army in the city.

Now the city is very chaotic, and the things of robbery and rape can be seen everywhere.The Portuguese merchants came to me and asked me to find a solution for the Orientals.They all expressed their willingness to accept a new ruler, as long as they could protect their property.”

Old Muhammad laughed when he finished.

Since the Renaissance, the power of Europe has increased.Even if the European countries beat each other's corpses and blood, the weakest of them was better than the Arabs.Portugal is already a second-rate force in Europe, but it can still transfer the regiments commanded by the Arabs.In the past hundred years, no one has ever treated them as ferocious as they did last night.

The Portuguese were not sure of the intentions of the Orientals, but they were not willing to give up Goa and accumulate a hundred years of wealth here.They let the Arabs come out to explore the wind, hoping to recognize the disaster.

In the middle of the encounter with Anthony, the old Muhammad could not help but show his sudden rise.The Portuguese are unlucky, and the others are happy, even happy.

“Bring him a horse.”We need to meet the king of the East, and maybe he's a little useful."Old Muhammad turned his head away, and his men immediately caught Anthony like a wolf.

The riders went on and soon came to the position where Lord Costa had set up an artillery position last night.Here appeared more than two hundred large and small, trapping craters, each of which was surrounded by either the bodies of the blown, or the crooked and dumping of the artillery.

The militia of the fort is cleaning up the battlefield here, and they are very interested in the copper guns, and they intend to all carry out the copper coins.The old Muhammad and his party immediately slowed down their speed, and even Anthony, who was caught, couldn’t help but look up – for last night’s meteor wash, a large number of versions have evolved in Goa, which is not surprising.

Old Muhammad saw the traces of the explosion in the land, and had no other idea than to be horrified.No one knows how such a huge damage came to be, and this will infinitely increase the ability of these Orientals in front of them.

“I am Muhammad from Goa, and I should like to pay the highest tribute to the king of the East, and I hope that he will receive him.”The elder Muhammad himself raised the white flag and shouted to the Guards soldiers in charge of the alert.

Goa knows a handful of people who know Chinese, even if they don’t.At present, the only person who can translate more fluently is Little Santos.The child is currently working with a dozen children in language assault training, hoping to get a few more translations - children learn the language more easily than adults.

The sentry soon called out little Santos, and with his translation, the old Muhammad was able to approach the direction of the fortress.However, Santos did not bring people into the fortress, but went to a vacant lot outside the fortress.

More than a dozen bodies lay in the open space, and Zhou Qingfeng and Wen Ruolan and others were personally holding a funeral for the dead.In last night's battle, the Guards had a great success, but there were also some casualties.The dozens of them were soldiers who died.

The trumpeter sounded a lament, and Zhou Qingfeng took the lead in saying goodbye to the body.Goa is hot and humid, the body can not be preserved for a long time, and the Guard stipulates that the war dead will be cremated.The ashes of the deceased will be preserved for burial.

Old Muhammad stopped not far away and thought he was dead as an important general.But when Santos said that it was the most ordinary soldier, he felt extremely strange.He waited for more than half an hour, and after the funeral, Zhou Qingfeng came to him.

“Isn’t that Lord Mohammed?”Zhou Qingfeng laughed.He wanted to reach out and hold each other, but the old man on the other side was kneeling down and holding his back to kiss."Ah... there's no need for gay gas in this gay."Zhou Qingfeng did not let an old man kiss his own palm, he forcibly pulled Muhammad up and held each other's hands.

Santos could not translate this sentence at all, but could only relay that "the East is not popular now on its knees."The old Muhammad seemed to understand, and once again recounted the current situation in Goa, and asked Zhou Qingfeng to go to the city to become a ruler.He also gave Anthony as a gift to Zhou Qingfeng, and identified the man's aristocratic status.

“I am very happy to be the ruler of Goa, I hope to make Goa a free trade zone where anyone can trade.As long as you are trading with us, you can charge no taxes.

I will also gradually invest in Goa, build shipyards and ports, and make trade in goods here more convenient.So let the merchants and residents of the city send representatives to my dinner tomorrow night, and you will feel my sincerity.”

Zhou Qingfeng clapping his hands, indicating that his requirements are actually not high.And his "sincerity", the whole of Goa last night has a deep understanding.Old Muhammad asked, “Can the Portuguese come?”

“Anyone, I said it was anybody.As long as I make the law, anyone can come and do business with me.In fact, I have prepared a lot of goods, waiting for someone to make money.Please contact as many merchants as possible, even the local king of Turkey, and I now only want unlimited commodity trading.”

Zhou Qingfeng treated business with an open attitude, and old Muhammad laughed.But the old man smiled and asked, “Your Highness, can I buy some... from your hand, weapon?”

He asked, “What kind of weapon do you want?”Where is it used?We are conservative about the proliferation of weapons of mass destruction.”

The elder Mohammed said, “I hope to buy a batch of muskets and artillery for use in the Near East and Egypt.”

“Oh, I understand.”Zhou Qingfeng nodded very seriously, "I am very sympathetic to the suffering of the people of the vast region of Asia, Africa and the Republic of Africa, and I am willing to support the oppressed nations against the brutal European colonists."Our weapons are absolutely good enough to confront the Europeans and even provide training.That's the price... and good stuff is naturally more expensive."