Dahan Pirate Air Force

Vesudeva II is not an enemy, but someone who needs to be won over. What should be done at this time is to reassure him and not to doubt him blindly.

Moreover, the appearance of the imperial army cannot be 100% sure to be the intention of the emperor. Who knows if other forces will cause trouble.

Zhang Bai was determined to investigate clearly, so he discussed with Mu Jing and let her follow him for a few more days to find out the details.Mu Jing seemed a little excited, and happily "swiped" the spot and disappeared.

Let's talk about the group of people under his command. They are all geniuses, but they are a bit unreliable. "Why didn't you even say hello before leaving?" Zhang Bai thought sadly, "I still have something to say!"

He originally wanted to gather everyone and let Nan Hua use the technique of transmitting sounds into secrets.Well now, the person who needs to be contacted most has lost contact.

It is also difficult to gather the others. The two Lingling Pigs are in the palace, and Nanhua lives in the pagoda. Recently, he has gained spiritual consciousness at night and went to Master Suraj's house to train mercenaries.He, Mu Jing, and Ma Ge used to live at home, but now because of shipbuilding, Ma Ge lives in a spaceship on the cliff every day.

Instead, Qingchi was transferred to his home and took care of the shop. Although he was far less wealthy and intelligent than Ma Ge, he was better because he was honest and humble. Customers all liked him and the business was not affected at all.

"Everyone has dispersed. It's hard to lead the team!" Zhang Bai sighed, but he had no choice but to wait until tomorrow!

He simply went to the construction site to see the newly built spaceship. He couldn't get enough of it!There are two ships, and they have to be named, he thought.

The new ship is much larger than the old one, almost twice as big.And it's as high as two stories, making it a double-decker battleship.He was not satisfied with the glass of the portholes. Locally, they only had colored glass, which did not transmit light well and was fragile. It was best to find a replacement.

But generally speaking, it’s okay. The new ship must have enough lift to accommodate 80 to [-] people, and the accommodation can be quite comfortable.

He regretted a little. If he had known he had the money to build such a big building, he would have asked Suraj for more mercenaries. Now there are only fifteen, which is a bit shabby no matter what.Of course, since ancient times, leading troops has been more expensive than having many soldiers. Maybe one of those soldiers is worth ten?No, one must be worth a hundred...a thousand.

His small businessman nature suddenly broke out, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt at a loss, so he decided to go to Master Suraj's house to see his army. It was getting dark anyway, so when he got there, it was almost time to start training, right?What do those mercenaries look like?It really makes people feel itchy.

Zhang Bai found Brother Ma on the construction site, Fu Er explained to him, and even made gestures on the bow of the new ship for a long time. Brother Ma expressed his understanding and reassured him.Zhang Bai raised his hand and patted Brother Ma on the shoulder before leaving the construction site.

The training base at Suraj's home is underground. It was originally a storage cellar, but this cellar is super large, which is completely consistent with Suraj's identity. It is indeed quite trenchy.It is too spacious for a small guerrilla group of 15 people.

To say they are guerrillas is to underestimate this group of mercenaries.This group of people are all tall and powerful African black men, uniformly equipped with bronze spears, thick wooden round shields, bronze helmets and chain mail, and short swords at their waists.Zhang Bai looked around and thought it could be regarded as a special forces unit.

What Nan Hua taught them was not magic or fighting, but formations and slogans.Zhang Bai understands that this is actually disciplinary training. When fighting, it is very important for the team to have strict orders and prohibitions. Otherwise, it is easy to fail or even collapse.Moreover, Nan Hua taught them that their formations were very flexible. There were two people forming a back-to-back formation, and there were also three people forming a back-to-back formation. The 15 people are divided into three groups, who takes the lead, who covers, and who takes over. Everything is clearly organized, and they are all based on the strategy of fighting more with less.

Zhang Bai was very satisfied with this unit. It was worthy of being the two great masters, Nan Hua and Suraj, and they did a great job.

The more he watched, the more excited he became, and he didn't want to leave.It wasn't until late at night that Nan Hua withdrew his consciousness and left, and Zhang Bai got out of the cellar.The servants in Suraj's house knew that he was both a disciple of Lord Chalama and a valued friend of the master.He asked him to rest for one night before leaving tomorrow. Zhang Bai was also quite tired, so he agreed unceremoniously.

The next day, in the early morning at Suraj's mansion, the sound of pious chanting came from the house.

Zhang Bai was woken up. He casually put on a coat and looked for the source of the sound in the courtyard.

The courtyard in Kushan is very different from the Chinese style. There are no winding paths in the courtyard. There is only one path that runs straight from the front to the back. There are two flower beds on both sides, and all kinds of flowers are neatly lined up on the green grass.In the center of the two flower beds, there is a small fountain in each, which can be viewed and irrigated.

Zhang Bai followed the path to the local Ivan-style front hall, and the sound of chanting came from a room on the left.As I got closer, the voice of chanting sutras was clearer than before. The voice did not sound like an adult man, but like a child.

The door of the room was open, so he walked over to find the sound, looked inside, and sure enough he saw a little boy chanting sutras loudly.

This child looks smaller than himself, probably about ten years old.He was dressed in plain gray monk robes and had a bald head. He clasped his hands together and read scriptures with a serious face.His expression was pious and solemn, without the naughty look of a child at all.

Zhang Bai didn't dare to disturb him, so he went back and saw a servant coming towards him. He immediately stroked his chest and saluted, and asked in a low voice, "Can I ask you, who is the guy who is chanting sutras inside?" The servant recognized him and knew he was the man. The distinguished guest of the master respectfully replied: "You must be talking about my young master. The young master has been a monk since he was a child and has to recite sutras every day. But do you disturb the distinguished guest's rest?"

Zhang Bai waved his hand, smiled and said it was okay, and then asked: "How many sons does your master have? Why are you willing to let this young master become a monk?" The servant replied: "The young master made a vow to become a monk himself. I only have one son, but I hope that the young master will return to secular life." Woolen cloth!"

Zhang Bai was stunned and asked casually: "Then what is your young master's name?"

"The young master is called Seng Hui!"

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At noon, Zhang Bai returned to the construction site. It was already the end of May, and it had been two months since Mr. Suraj left Peshawar.

The South Asian sun scorched the ground mercilessly, and a caravan of mules and horses came from the east. There were about fourteen or five horses, carrying goods and passing by the construction site by the Indus River.

There were more mules than people in this group, and everyone walked in high spirits, as if the cargo was very light.The two leading young men rode in front of the team on tall horses, followed by four entourage-looking men on horseback. All of them looked like Han Chinese.

They passed by the construction site and came to the river to rest and drink water for their horses. They also looked at the busy scene on the construction site with smiles from time to time, as if they were watching the excitement.

On the construction site, a strange-looking ship has been painted with tung paint and is about to be completed. The ship has sides, but no shipyards. The bow is neither square nor pointed, but tilted inward and downward. It has a flat bottom and no keel. These are quite acceptable. .The strangest thing is that there is a structure like human ribs on the hull, and it seems that there are a lot of thick cloth piled inside.

At this time, a child and a middle-aged man in black pulled up a large black flag.The two of them each took a corner, and as light as a swallow, they jumped onto the bow of the ship and lowered the flag. The black front of the flag was embroidered with a skull and crossed human bones pattern with white thread on the lower side of the black front, and a huge Chinese character above the pattern:

"Chinese!"