Chen Laohu felt annoyed when he saw the French people's convoluted words.

It seems that the writing of Ming Dynasty is the most pleasing to the eye and the most comfortable.

I don’t know what the fate of the peace messengers will be, but I believe they have been delivered.

The next morning, the sun rose above the sea level as usual.

Faintly, you can even see the distant Italian coast.

The marine regiment that had landed began to move along the beach towards the city of Tavignano.

Li Xiu was sitting in the command room, sitting on a chair, as if he was going to watch a play that was about to begin.

In the armies of other countries, generals of the same rank as Li Xiu and Li Xiao rarely go to the battlefield.

The battle plan has been formulated, and the Ming army will start turning like a machine.

However, brothers Li Xiao and Li Xiu seem to have a special love for war.

If it weren't for their status, both brothers would probably be on the front line of the war.

Light a cigar and slowly start cutting the cigar with cigar pliers.

The Ming army is really like a machine. At nine o'clock, every minute and every second is accurate.

When the hands of the clock pointed to the hour, the arsenal ship suddenly erupted into a huge plume of smoke.
Chapter completed!