Chapter 64 How dare you negotiate?!
"I swear, I will definitely make a new hair set with your blonde hair." When James turned around and left, he muttered in a low voice, and the two pirate leaders next to him also showed a deep empathy.
"These despicable and shameless dirty pirates to the extreme, they should all go to hell." Colonel Alfonso looked at the backs of these pirate leaders, and his voice was as cold as the ice of the Arctic.
"Coloon, what should we do now?" A Spanish officer came forward.
"Order all combatants to enter the post and raise flags. In addition, let those armies be ready to get on the deck at any time to fight." Alfonso corrected his military cap, and his handsome face looked serious and full of the prestige of the superior.
Outside the Strait of Crab King Island, more than 30 fast boats were left to patrol the sea to prevent enemies from invading, and also to cover the back road. The towering warship of the twenty-one ships opened its high sails, slowly in sequence, and sailed between the two crab feet.
At the top of the high crab foot cliff, there is the sound of seabirds singing happily, one after another, spreading farther and farther...
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"Head, someone is coming on the slope." A pirate soaked in the salty and dirty sea patted Captain Morley, who looked a little confused because of blood loss.
"What did you say?" Captain Morley scrambled his eyes, and his face with too much blood looked extremely pale. He was haggard as if he had been beaten by a hundred hooligans. His wrist-broken right hand was wrapped in cloth strips of dirty clothes that could not be seen. No matter how he looked at it, he looked like a second-degree disabled beggar who had just crawled out of the pit.
"Look, someone is coming towards us with a white flag." Another pirate also found this and excitedly pointed to the obscene figure on the slope.
Captain Morley's turbid one-eyed eyes clearly. A fifty-year-old Westerner in a Westerner in a Western missionary's robe and a bald hairstyle was constantly waving the strangely shaped white flag in his hand and shouting loudly in French: "Don't shoot, please don't shoot. I'm a missionary of the Roman Order. Shi, now Mr. Liang, the leader of the Qing Dynasty, is coming to negotiate on behalf of the pirates. Please help me send a message to your fleet commander.
"Negotiation?!" Captain Morley stretched out a finger and pulled out his ear, doubting whether he had heard it wrong. He had been in such a desperate situation for nearly 20 minutes, thinking that his life had come to an end so miserable and aggrievedly. Unexpectedly, the opponent who had the upper hand had to negotiate?
Fernando's old face has been wrinkled into a thousand-layered leaf ju flower, and the sweat on his face filled the ditch on his face. His hands grasped the long pole tightly. On the pole was a white flag made of white scholar, a hooligan with a crotch cloth. The original white cloth looked a little yellow and a little dirty. ......
Thinking of Master Liang's ferocious face and the threat like a hell curse just now, Fernando felt in tears. If it hadn't been for the threat of the damn Chinese pirate leader, and he didn't know how to confuse the lovely princess and let Her Royal Highness give himself a death order. Even if he swallowed the bear heart and leopard gall for himself, Fernando absolutely did not have the courage to negotiate with the murderous pirates with a yellow crotch as a white flag.
"Bring him here!" Captain Morley was like a drowning man who found a straw rope falling on the surface of the water. The excitement and excitement made his weak heart move strongly again.
The 50-year-old missionary let two mud monkey-like pirates rush up the slope and hold them, and then rushed into the muddy water of the beach with the missionary, like two perverted perverts who attacked elderly women.
Their embarrassment caused a burst of laughter from the fort, and Master Liang's laughter was the most proud and high.
"Liang, will Fernando be in danger? Those are all murderous pirates. Maria kept drawing a cross on her chest, and her blue eyes were full of worries about the old man.
"Don't worry, dear Miss Maria, those pirates are now in a desperate situation, and Fernando's arrival of the will for peace is like an angel coming to them. Maybe they are so impulsive to kiss Fernando's feet to express God's gratitude." Master Liang said it seriously, but no matter how he looked at it, his evil eyes seemed to be thinking about something wrong.
"But if those hateful pirates don't let Mr. Fernando see the Spanish commander, won't we continue to fight?" Princess Maria's beautiful big eyes are full of a kind of innocence called irremea.
"Then we have to be forced to take up arms and continue to fight for a life of freedom and peace." Master Liang's face was compassionate, and he cooperated with those fierce pirates around him, and his blood-eating pirates were oozing and murderous. He was like a saint standing alone on the killing battlefield and praying for peace.
Master Liang's high-sounding explanation moved Princess Maria, but Lieutenant Colonel Jose's face was helpless. Master Liang's pirates who knew some Spanish laughed.
"The young master can really brag." A pirate scratched his dandruff with envy.
"Nonsense, can't you brag that you can hook up with the ghost princess?" A pirate next to him said with a cigarette butt's disdain. Look at that Aunt Shi Xiang, do you see it? Our young master's eyes are different from that of others. I'm afraid it's hard to escape our young master's claws..." Their voices became lower and lower, making bursts of obscene laughter.
"What if those pirates are really willing to negotiate because of heavy losses?" Next to her, Shi Xianggu pouted her plump red lips, and the angued expression of the iceberg beauty made Liang Pengfei's heart like a hundred ants, itching.
Liang Pengfei smiled: "Do you think the Spanish commander will believe all the words of a missionary? I'm sure that he is skeptical at most. I just hope he is like this. Even if he really believes that the princess is in my hands, what's the matter? Anyway, I won't let them go."
"Even if you block them in the strait, aren't you afraid that they will break the net?" Shi Xiang's face was full of questions.
"That depends on whether they have the courage or not." Liang Pengfei reached out and patted a big jar next to him, lifted the lid of the jar, and a smell of oil suddenly came to his nose.
Smell this smell. Looking at these dense jars next to her, Shi Xianggu also saw the oil jars that were being transported to the throwers of the crab foot rock on both sides. His heart was as hard as iron, but when he thought of the scene that the fire attack would burn nearly 10,000 people in the strait into coke alive, Shi Xianggu couldn't help shivering, and her hand holding the gun barrel couldn't help tightening. God, how much fire oil have you prepared?
"About 20,000 to 30,000 catties. This is all of the fire oil reserves of Crab King Island. However, using this fire oil to exchange more than 20 ships, more than 10,000 lives are worth it. Even if they are all burned, the hundreds of guns are iron or bronze, and they can't be burned. At that time, those guns alone will be counted. It's worth it." Liang Pengfei did not have the consciousness of a prodigal son at all. Instead, he happily calculated the warships, as if those warships full of murderous pirates and various murderous weapons were just wealth in his eyes.
Master Liang stared at the Western pirate warship in the waterway. His greedy eyes were so greedy that even the giant thief was scared.
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