‘Many times, people are at the turning point of history without knowing it. Only a very small number of visionary and outstanding people who stand at the peak of humanity can see a leaf and know autumn, and even prepare for the future.’

‘The Battle of the Three Kings is such a prominent example. This battle not only allowed Morocco to escape from the dangerous situation of being surrounded by enemies, but also allowed Portugal, the first distant sea empire in human history, to ruin the national destiny accumulated over the past century. Due to the few survivors, the Portuguese king was instantly paralyzed, laying the groundwork for the Portuguese war to inherit the throne two years later.’

‘It also significantly contributed to the rise of maritime power in the distant Eastern Empire. Although the Ming Empire had the ability to take over Asia and Africa, it was still extremely heartbreaking to obtain half of the world so easily. Since then, although the world is still divided by two heroes, Portugal has helped to give way to the Ming Empire.’

‘There is another even worse impact in this battle, that is, the Ming Empire finally found an opportunity to interfere in European affairs. They cleverly deepened the conflicts among various countries, seriously interfered with the development of Europe, immortalized the immortals, and regressed the progressives. After Europe was shoulder to shoulder with the Eastern Empire for the first time in human history, it quickly declined.’

‘So I said Sebastian I should be responsible for the situation in Europe today, and he might as well die on the banks of the Mahazan River.’

——Excerpt from "Preface to the Translation of the Sea Power" by Horashau Nasser

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It is obvious that the chief guard wore the king's armor to attract the attention of the pursuers and to win the opportunity to escape for the true king.

This is the suggestion of those Ming people. It is said that the strategy in Ming Dynasty is called "using one fruit instead of another fruit."

In the previous battles, the Ming people served as guard musketeers, killing and injuring the Mo army in large numbers. They bravely protected the king's life, and remained unyielding until the great fleeing, and naturally won the trust of the chief guard.

In addition, all the guards' subordinates were killed in battle, and he was seriously injured and could only trust them.

The Count can rest assured that the Ming Dynasty man values ​​faith and keeps his promises. He said he would protect the king to the end, and said he would take him to escape from heaven, so he would take him to escape from heaven.

It's just that the destination of the escape was a little farther away...

But before the war, Macaron and the others made a special stretcher, which looked like a rectangular wooden box... Well, it was a thin Western-style coffin, but there was a circle of wooden handles on all sides, which made it easier for multiple people to carry the coffin... Oh no, carry the stretcher.

They put the unconscious king on a stretcher. In order to prevent anyone from recognizing him, or the king accidentally fell out, they added a lid on his head, and tied it with a rope several times to work together.

Anyone with discerning eyes can tell at a glance that this is actually for kidnapping.

Eight team members formed a circle and carried the coffin together. The rest of the team members surrounded them in full arms, mingling among the fleeing crowds.

Intentionally or unintentionally, they crept around in the crowd, throwing away all the last few followers of the king.

When I fled to the Mahazan River, I saw that the river was densely filled with Portuguese militias who had arrived here first.

The river surface that I could have crossed before was soaring because of the tide effect that the water level had ruthlessly swallowed up some people who were recklessly entering the water.

The chasing soldiers behind him were getting closer and closer, and they didn't care about so much. The Portuguese, who could swim, took off their armor, jumped into the water, and tried to swim across the river.

The macarons were not wearing armor at all, so they separated the crowd, carried the stretcher and got into the water, and then stepped on the water to swim to the heart of the river.

They are glorious Marines of Coast Guard, armed swimming for five kilometers at sea, but their daily training subjects have not been out of business.

As for the coma Sebastian, he didn't have to worry. He made the stretcher into a coffin shape, and another purpose was to use it as a canoe for him. All the gaps were naturally sealed with hemp rope and tar, so there was no need to worry about leaking water.

The team members swam to the middle of the river with the coffin, but did not continue to cross the river, but instead swam downstream with the cover of the night.

As they swam farther and farther away, they soon could not hear the noise of the people, only the sound of the rushing water and the slight breathing of the team members.

When swimming to the intersection of the two rivers, the macaron saw a few red dots rising and falling slightly on the river surface in front of the river.

Macaron quickly pursed his lips and made rhythmic chirping birds.

Soon, there was a sound of birds singing across the street, and then the sound of paddling paddlings sounded. The special department clerk who responded to them rowed a few small boats painted in black and leaned over.

Everyone first sent the "King's Coffin" carefully to a boat. Then, with the help of the special department clerk, they climbed onto various boats one after another.

"Points." Macaron wiped the water from his face and ordered the special department clerk.

The number of people on each ship began to be counted, and a total of 43 new people boarded the ship.

"Someone has sneaked in!" Macaron was shocked. In addition, he had a total of fifty brothers next to the king, and eight of them died in a day, so it should be forty-two people.

Upon hearing this, the team members immediately pulled out their daggers, pressed each other against the necks of the people around them, and began to call the secret code.

Then I heard the sound of each boat one after another:

"Recycle--"

"refrigerator!"

"Color TV!"

"washing machine!"

“Electric fan!”

"Old computer!"

"Old cell phone!"

“…”

As a result, a guy in the same escort costume came to his face on one of the boats.

Four or five daggers came up, and the man hurriedly said in broken Chinese: "I am Abu..."

The team members quickly cut his hands back and tied them up, then blocked his mouth, and then shone them with a boat light and saw that he was indeed the deposed King Abu of Morocco.

"What's going on?" The team members looked at each other.

"Leave here first." The man suddenly spoke.

"Yes, section chief." The clerks quickly rowed the boat and drove along the river toward the entrance.

"Sir, what should I do with that Abu?" Macaron quickly asked for instructions on the boat while he still remembered him.

"You didn't count me just now." The one who complained depressedly first: "I forgot me every time I report the number."

"Sir, please remind us," Macaron said apologizing quickly.

"If I speak out, you won't realize that there are too many people." The man sighed quietly and said, "Save him, although he is worthless anymore. But doesn't the young master often say that even a piece of toilet paper has its function?"

"Okay." Macaron nodded quickly.

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Half an hour later, several small boats arrived at the mouth of the Mahazan River, and the Ningbo was waiting there quietly.

In fact, by the mouth of the river, there is an important port city of Larash. Fortunately, the Moroccans did not have a navy, and because they were worried about the Portuguese attack, all the defenders shrank in the city and did not dare to come out, making it very easy to complete the task.

After everyone got on the boat and recycled the boat, the Ningbo quietly sailed to the depths of the ocean.

The Marines then breathed a sigh of relief and lay on the deck, watching the stars in the sky smoking and drinking, soothing their tense minds for the whole day.

They participated in a war that was far more intense than imagined. Even though they had always paid great attention to self-protection, eight people were still killed...

To be honest, the team members were mentally prepared for such a tragic battle. They thought they were fighting, just like the previous Moroccan throne war or the war between European countries. You rushed and I rushed, and when things were not good, they would retreat, and if they could not escape, they would surrender.

Unexpectedly, both sides fought with their lives and were determined to die. I am afraid that seven or eight thousand people would be killed.

Moreover, the team members are still on the defeated side, so their psychological pressure is naturally greater.

"Damn it, I didn't expect these red-haired ghosts and white turbans to be so cruel to play with their lives."

"Yes, I finally understand why Caodian stipulates that the Marines are not allowed to leave the fleet's protection and go deep into the inland activities. It turns out that the young master has long known about the opponent's danger."

Everyone nodded deeply after hearing this. As they experienced more and more, they also deeply realized that many seemingly rigid regulations on the military rules were actually obtained by bloody lessons...

I just don’t know whose blood shed, which made the young master accumulate so many valuable lessons.

"It's so happy to have a coach like a young master." Someone sighed from the bottom of his heart: "The Portuguese made their king miserable."

"Yes, most of the nobles died in battle, and many families were directly destroyed. I see that not many people escaped the river. They have only a small population in total, and now the entire country will be destroyed directly." Everyone sighed.

"But Sebastian's performance is still remarkable." Someone also said in a slight manner for the Portuguese King: "I almost won both attacks, but I lost to underestimating the enemy. If his cavalry was full of energy, it would be hard to say the result."

"That kid is still really fighting, not like Abu's coward." The one who admires the most in the army is the warrior. Sebastian won the respect of the Marines with his bravery, which is why so many people speak for him.

"I don't know if he can survive the gates of hell?"

"That shot was strong enough."

"Yes, if he dies, will our mission fail?"

As soon as the last words came out, the team members all sat up and looked at the brightly lit medical room in the stern building.

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In the infirmary, the contingent doctor and the ship doctor are performing surgery on the Portuguese King.

Although this is tens of thousands of miles away from the local area, the medical devices and medicines on the ship are surprisingly complete. The two doctors are also outstanding surgeons at Jiangnan Hospital.

After inspection, they found that fortunately the camel rover cannon has a small caliber, is not very powerful, and is protected by well-made armor. Sebas Low Ang was just a comminuted fracture of the right shoulder. Although he might suffer from disability in the future, he is not in danger of life.

With the same armor-holding blessing, several gunshot wounds on his body were not fatal, but they only caused some flesh and blood injuries of varying degrees.

While skillfully handling the wound, the two doctors informed the outside world about the situation.

"That's good." In the sailor's activity room, Macaron breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the news, then turned his head and looked at Abu coldly, and asked someone to interrogate him in Arabic. What was going on?

In fact, the situation is not complicated. After Abu saw that the defeat was decided, he made up his mind to follow the Ming people. This was how he survived before, so he naturally had a path dependence.

But he was worried that after he had no value, they would abandon him, so he secretly changed into the clothes of the dead guards, afraid that they would recognize him, so he painted his face with ashes. He just followed them all the way, and when it was dark, it would be even more unlikely to be discovered.

"Then you are swimming really good..." Macaron couldn't help laughing and said, "You can't do anything, you can get the first place in escape."
Chapter completed!