There were indeed martial arts masters in ancient China. Xiao Letian's eyes were opened today. He had never seen Master Long flying up and down the roof using Qing Kung Fu before. But at that time, his feet were so stable that he could not move. Come on, it's not like today that relies entirely on rolling barrels.
The wooden barrels rise and fall with the waves in the waves, constantly hitting and rolling. It is difficult for ordinary people to hold them steady, but under Long Ye's feet, everything is as steady as a dragonfly touching the water.
With just a tip of his toes, he had already rushed over a distance of two or three meters. The chaotic barrels in the waves were as stable as a rock under his feet.
Everyone was stunned. What a terrifying waist strength and powerful sense of balance!
"Flying Man! This is a flying man from China! He is the God of the Sea! He is the messenger of Poseidon, the God of the Sea..."
Mr. Long couldn't understand what these foreign devils were shouting. At this time, he had already rushed to the bottom of the merchant ship, near the waterline. Long Ye roared and put his left foot on the last barrel, and then he flew towards the side deck like a bird.
Just when he was about to hit the deck, his ten fingers spread like eagle talons and hooked on the hardwood deck, and his index and middle fingers even penetrated the wood an inch.
Master Long's figure was floating like a kite, with four fingers hanging on his body, as if welded to the ship's board. No matter how strong the wind or waves were, he could not be thrown off. When the ship was a little more stable, Mr. Long quickly shifted his hands from left to right, and quickly climbed to the deck like a monkey.
Afterwards, Captain Alexander carefully inspected the ship's plank and found that this flying man from the East, the messenger of China's Poseidon, had nailed twelve one-inch-deep holes in the plank with only his index and middle fingers.
From then on, Alexander became obsessed with Chinese Kung Fu and sent more than a dozen of his family’s nephews to study in China. At that time, Mr. Long had already become the general manager of the Chinese Martial Arts Academy, and he was the number one leader in the world. As a result, the two families later established a deep friendship that lasted for hundreds of years.
But now people can't guess what will happen in the future. The foreign sailors only saw Mr. Long holding the side of the ship with one hand and waving a huge wooden barrel in the wind with the other hand. It was a wooden barrel tied with a sixty-meter-long brown rope. In Master Long's hands, it was like a big meteor hammer, spinning at high speed in the air.
Master Long visually measured the distance between Xiao Letian and carefully estimated the length of the long rope under his feet. He kept exerting force on his hands and the barrel flew in the air like a propeller.
"My lord, it's ready..." A loud roar pierced the waves, and Master Long flew straight towards Xiao Letian with a pine barrel in his hand like a hammer.
Fifty meters, now Xiao Letian is holding the barrel and soaking in the cold sea water. He is a full fifty meters away from the merchant ship. This is also the distance that the barrel must fly.
Xiao Letian didn't know what the world record for hammer throw would be in later Olympics, but he knew very well that compared to this kind of empty wooden barrel, the hammer throw was of course more difficult, not to mention that Long Ye danced with one hand.
But a miracle happened right in front of people's eyes. The wooden barrel tied with brown ropes fell steadily three meters away in front of Xiao Letian. Xiao Letian could hug it with just a few waves of his arms.
"Well done, Mr. Long is really good at martial arts!" Xiao Letian rushed over with a rush of water, hugging the barrel and locking his hands tightly.
"Everyone pull together..." Yi Wang Shida ran over and grabbed the brown rope and pulled it back with all his strength. After a while, four or five sailors came and started to work together. In a few minutes, Xiao Letian was rescued like a drowned rat. Come up.
"Master..." The women headed by Hu Niu suddenly burst into tears and swarmed up to him and hugged him tightly.
"Don't choke my neck... I can't breathe..." Xiao Letian struggled and exposed his head. He shouted to Mr. Long, "Save people, rescue those sailors quickly..."
Long Ye continued to swing the wooden barrel meteor hammer silently, and the big wooden barrel was accurately thrown in front of the sailors in the sea, and each sailor was pulled onto the deck.
Just after the last sailor was rescued, suddenly there was another row of dull gunshots in the distance, but the frigate still did not give up.
Xiao Letian's good luck seemed to have been used up from the moment he fell into the water. After the sound of the row of cannons, black shadows were seen flying rapidly in the sky, and a heavy solid iron pellet hit the bow of the ship hard. On the deck, sawdust was flying everywhere.
"Get down, there's a bomb..." Xiao Letian jumped to protect his wife, but after waiting for two minutes, there was no explosion.
When he looked up and took a closer look, he realized that the frigate was using the oldest artillery, not explosive shells at all. Embedded on the bow deck is a dark iron lump that is emitting white smoke.
At this time, the Prussian intelligence officer ran to Xiao Letian and shouted loudly, "Prime Minister, our sail was hit by a bullet. Now the speed has dropped sharply. If we continue like this, we will be sunk... We have no choice but to surrender. You are Prime Minister of the Ryukyu Kingdom, the French dare not disrespect you..."
Xiao Letian looked up at the sky and realized that the white sail had been torn open four or five times, making it difficult to catch the wind.
"Fuck you..." Xiao Letian punched the deck. "It seems that these French people are determined to let me go to Paris to drink? I'm not interested..."
"Hu Niu, take the women down from the cabin... Master Long, gather our guards. I don't believe in this evil today..."
Xiao Letian didn't bring many guards to Europe this time. Apart from Long Ye, he only had six personal guards. In the chase just now, two guards were injured, and the remaining four had been on the deck helping the Italian sailors operate the sailboat.
When everyone gathered together, Xiao Letian was standing at the stern of the ship, looking at the French frigate he was chasing, his eyes full of anger.
"Brothers, that ship is a French warship. You heard me right, it is the French who followed the British to burn the Old Summer Palace. And today they want to kill me again... Can we agree?"
"No! Prime Minister, give the order. What should we do?" the young men shouted in unison. This atmosphere is all too familiar to everyone. Xiao Letian now exudes an extremely dangerous aura, just like Naha's blood and fire night.
Xiao Letian sneered as he looked at the dark clouds in the sky and the darkness around him. The ruthlessness in his heart rose again. He seemed to be talking to himself, "Although it's not a murderous night with a dark moon and high wind, it's still enough." Let's have some fun... Brothers, I need a dead soldier, just one..."
Paul and Alexander had no idea what Xiao Letian was talking about, but they felt that an extremely dangerous smell was permeating the air.
At this moment, the soldiers on the French frigate were cheering. They looked at the broken white sails in front of them and knew that this merchant ship could not escape. They had earned the credit for this achievement.
The captain happily put down the telescope and waved his hand and ordered, "Continue to send light signals to ask them to stop their meaningless escape and prepare to be inspected by us..."
Before the words were finished, the Italian merchant ships in front had already begun to lower their sails, and the flag bearers began to send signals of surrender, and even the white flags were hoisted.
"Haha, bow your head in front of reality. Does a civilian cargo ship still want to escape the artillery attack of our French navy? Don't think that this storm can save you... Get closer, we are ready to board the ship."
The frigate was already preparing to pick up the ship, and Xiao Letian and the others were also ready to fight.
"I only want one dead soldier, who is willing to take a step forward..." Before he finished speaking, the six guards and Mr. Long all took a step forward.
Xiao Letian frowned and looked at them, "I only want one person, and I don't want one more... back off if you are an only son in the family, back off if your parents are still alive, back off if you have no descendants..."
He shouted three times to back off, but no one took a step back, "Prime Minister, don't waste your time. Brothers who dare to carry this bowl of rice are not afraid of death. We have been aware of it since the first day we joined the New Army..." Just tell me your plan!"
Xiao Letian knew that he had no time to reason with them now. He knew that the soldiers he brought out were all a group of desperadoes, and they were filled with the ideas of national rejuvenation that he had instilled in him.
"I have a plan..." Xiao Letian gathered people together and whispered, and soon all the brothers present understood it.
"Let me, Ah Cai, do the work!" After Xiao Letian finished speaking, a young man named Ah Cai came out. This is a Chinese young man from Ryukyu, with a typical southern Hakka appearance. In the chase just now, he was overturned by the wind and waves and broke his left leg. He is still wearing a splint.
"Master Prime Minister, my injuries and broken legs are just a good way to confuse the enemy. They will never be suspicious... Don't rob me. Both of my parents are dead. One of my sons has died this year. Four years old, it’s time for me to leave now without any worries, you just need to take good care of my wife and children for me..."
The atmosphere was so oppressive that people could not breathe. The people present wanted to roar and rush to the enemy's warships to die with them, but this was the sea, not land, and the soldiers without warships could only suffer in vain.
Xiao Letian patted his shoulder and said with tears in his eyes, "Don't worry about your family, I will take care of it for you!"
After arranging everything, the merchant ship raised the white flag, sent out semaphores and light signals, and then the remaining sails were lowered, creating a posture of being at ease.
The frigate began to slowly move closer to the merchant ship, but it could not get too close yet. Such a big storm and waves could easily cause a collision between the two ships. The best way now is to exchange personnel with small boats and let the sailors board the ship and use muskets. To take control of this disobedient cargo ship.
But the French never expected that before their boat could be launched into the water, the Italians actually put down a sampan in advance, and the flag language was very clear.
"An envoy from China is coming to negotiate with you. Please allow us to dock the ship..."
The captain quickly picked up the telescope and watched carefully, "Oh God! It's actually a Chinese? Is he injured? There is blood on his head and legs? What is going on? How did the Chinese come to the Mediterranean?"
