"If you want to build more ships, have you seen all the drawings? After you have seen them, think about their advantages and then build our own warships!"

On the long coastline, in a shipyard, countless warships were being built on the ship platform, and the sound of knocking almost never stopped.

After having a group of workers carrying wood, Ward pointed to the boat station and said, "Lisbon is better than us in this regard, so we must catch up quickly, otherwise they won't mind burning our boat station with a fire."

The man beside him pondered: "Listen is indeed amazing in sailing, but we are many. As long as these warships on the ship are launched, I don't think anyone dares to underestimate us."

Ward said coldly: "But do you know that the king almost hollowed out the treasury in order to build these warships?"

The man said indifferently: "So what? Lisbon and Frank are also building warships. As long as they find new places of wealth, these are not problems."

"Jack, your idea is good, but it needs to be implemented, and it depends on the performance of the Smith fleet, and we can only pray now, there is nothing else."

The man nodded and said, "The king is very worried, but before I came, he said, "The kingdom does its best."

Ward said solemnly: "Yes, I will do my best!"

The man sighed: "The Frank mission has returned, they have really arrived in the Ming Dynasty."

Ward was stunned and asked with some annoyance: "What did they bring back?"

The man said: "They brought back the gift from the Ming Dynasty. The exquisite porcelain is so exquisite that it makes people reluctant to touch it. The exquisite silks we can buy have become defective products..."

"But this is nothing!"

Ward's face had hard lines and his words were hard: "Those nobles needed these, and the gorse needed new places."

The man's eyes were full of color and he said with a sigh: "That's a place where Ward is, where the wealth in the world is..."

The work on the boat platform never stopped for a moment, and the wood that had long been hoarded showed the ambitions of the Gorefreshmen for the sea.

The warship is slowly taking shape, and countless new crew members are learning on the sea.

The war has completely stopped. In the Franks, the nobles were enjoying it, and His Royal Highness took the opportunity to unite the forces of all parties.

But the mission that everyone regarded as dead suddenly came back, even if there were only two, it still caused a sensation among the upper class.

In the temporary palace, the top group of Franks were all looking at Bastian.

Bastian has been sunburned into red and black, but he is very energetic.

"...Their land is wide, we have been sailing along the coastline, and we can see some cities along the way, but they are very small..."

“How small is it?”

A nobleman asked, then chuckled with everyone.

Is it a huge and powerless Ming Dynasty?

That couldn't be better!

Bastian saw these contempt and greed, and he raised his head slightly and said, "No matter how small the city is, it can still shock us... It is very clean, and their cities are all very clean."

A buzzing sound rang out, and the people were teasing the serious Bastian indifferently.

Bastian raised his voice in annoyance, "Their people dress well and eat well..."

The buzzing sound suddenly became louder and turned into laughter.

The people are nothing!

"How are their army, Bastian."

Someone asked, then frowned at the nobles who were laughing.

A dry cough came from above, and the laughter disappeared.

Bastian bowed toward him and continued, "Their army was very powerful. On the island, I saw those natives easily defeated by their army, and were disciplined."

"Their royal family is not weak. I saw a prince, the uncle of Emperor Ming. He could actually kill that huge monster. With just one knife, he cut off the monster's head..."

Bastian tried his best to stretch out his hand, but he still shook his head. He said, "The monster is very big and can easily kill an adult. The prince's beard is a little white, but I feel that I am as weak as an ant in front of him."

He sneered, "Everyone, this is what you call the weak Ming Dynasty. Well, who is willing to try their strength? Then I am willing to bet with anyone that the person who goes will become corpses, or laborers in some mine..."

The nobles looked at each other and then looked serious, as if they had said nothing.

The majestic voice of the crown prince came from above: "Bastian, tell me what kind of country it is. Are their kings wise, are their generals good at fighting, and are their civil servants... competent."

Bastian quickly stood up straight, thought for a while, and said, "Your Highness, Emperor Ming is very majestic, but very young."

"Is that so good?"

The atmosphere below became warmer again. Young means it is difficult to control the huge empire. Just like Frank, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is still integrating forces from all sides. This is still under the premise of a war that has lasted for decades, otherwise he would not have a chance, nor any chance.

"Their generals are like a group of hungry beasts, everyone..."

Bastian said seriously: "Their old emperor defeated the Halie, and they had no rivals since then, so the generals were hungry and they were eager to find fresh food."

When it comes to the Halie people, because they have defeated the charming meat, and the charming meat is the most obvious, the atmosphere gradually becomes calm.

"As for their civil servants, they are very calm, but they don't seem to be very harmonious with the emperor, and there is some gap."

The crown prince above became more and more interested and asked, "Who impressed you the most?"

Bastian said subconsciously: "That guy who kills without blinking..."

"who?"

"The legendary demon god, he likes to kill and likes to pile up corpses into mountains..."

"Oh my God!"

A group of nobles exclaimed like women, and some even covered their mouths, which looked like...

The king knocked on the armrest of the chair and frowned, "That's just a legend, the Ming people...their goods are exquisite and soft, so that's just a legend."

"No, Your Majesty."

Bastian felt that he had to dispel the king's underestimation, so he said seriously: "Your Majesty, when he looked at me, he was like looking at a sheep..."

...

In Lisbon, the king was worriedly asking Henry whether his safety was guaranteed.

"Yes, although my son is withdrawn, if he loses him, Lisbon will be far away from the ocean."

The king's words seemed cold, but they were another form of concern.

There were several ministers standing below, one of them said: "Your Majesty, your highness's safety has something to do with whether the fleet we are exploring was discovered by the Ming people."

"Okay, fleet..."

The king's eyes were instantly sharp, his waist and back were straight, and his tone was firm: "They are also here, the three countries jointly explore the route, we are the weakest. Goreth and Frank are desperately building warships, and we are not behind. Even if we sell our shame-covered pants, Lisbon will not retreat. We need to fight!"

"Yes, your majesty, Lisbon must fight"

Several ministers bowed, and their worries gradually faded.

Among the Three Kingdoms, Lisbon is the weakest.
Chapter completed!