Chapter 1465 – Defeating Nie Liang and Attacking Yang Tao, Aiming for the World (5)
Caught by Li Yun was a fisherwoman, whose looks could only be described as delicate, with her pair of eyes being particularly lively and expressive.
Li Yun and his companions posed as merchants but couldn’t use warships, so they had to spend money to borrow civilian boats from nearby fishermen, conveniently getting a few locals who fished in the area to guide them. To prevent the fishermen from leaking their identities, they didn’t tell them who they really were.
This girl eavesdropped on the boat, and while Li Yun felt annoyed about it, he inadvertently tightened his grip.
“Ouch, ouch, ouch! Han Mei, my little angel, spare my life! After all, I’ve been your fan for six years!”
The fisherwoman’s eyes filled with tears, but the words that reached the others sounded different.
“Ouch, ouch, ouch! Beep, little angel, spare my life, please! After all, I’m a beep, beep, beep, beep, beep!”
Li Yun: “……”
Did he really use that much strength?
“Which dialect are you speaking?”
Li Yun didn’t know what soundproofing was, but he indeed felt no malice from the fisherwoman, just an odd sense of closeness.
The fisherwoman said, “Can you just let me go? Instead of fearing that I might jump overboard, why not just tie me up with rope?”
Li Yun: “……”
Yang Si interjected, “You really want to be tied up?”
The fisherwoman exclaimed, “Han Mei’s little angel, binding play!”
Her words were again censored in everyone’s ears, leaving nothing but “beep, beep.”
Without a doubt, she was the European Emperor from this round of “Dreaming Back a Thousand Years,” with a masculine heart wrapped in a feminine exterior.
After turning into a fisherwoman, she cried for a while. To her everlasting surprise, she ended up meeting Li Yun, Yang Si, and Qi Kuang!
If it weren’t for being stuck in the cabin, the fisherwoman would have wanted to strip down and dash around to express her joy.
Among so many European Emperors in “Dreaming Back a Thousand Years,” she was the only one to really come into contact with the little angels under the streamer!
A real Han Mei little angel, a real foodie little Rong Rong, and living examples of……
Uh, Qi Kuang wasn’t very clear, but he was still a pleasant surprise.
Thanks to the European Emperor, Jiang Pengji clearly heard Yang Si and the others mocking her.
That led to the fisherwoman whispering, “No, she really has an opinion,” as she caught sight of Jiang Pengji’s comment, which contained just four words.
Yang Si, heh.
Seeing those four words, the fisherwoman imagined the streamer’s teasing face appearing in her mind.
To translate, this sentiment roughly meant
“Yang Si, you single dog, still want to find a partner? Wait until we’re back, I shall deal with you.”
Although the fisherwoman posed no threat, Li Yun still looked to Yang Si for guidance on what to do: kill her or imprison her?
The fisherwoman was lost in joy and didn’t notice the exchange of glances between the two, but Jiang Pengji understood, signaling the fisherwoman to save herself. Through the live stream screen, the fisherwoman could adore Li Yun and the others, but Li Yun wouldn’t know that and would just see her as a threat to eliminate.
Realizing this, the fisherwoman trembled.
As Li Yun finally released her, she knelt down, hugging his leg and cried out.
“Don’t kill me, I’m innocent! Sir, you might not believe it, but I’m actually a mischievous mountain spirit possessing this body. If you kill me, I won’t die, but this poor little girl will be finished!”
Li Yun was about to shout for someone to bind the fisherwoman when he heard this.
“A mountain spirit?”
Li Yun kept one hand on his sword while remaining cautious of the fisherwoman hugging his leg.
If she had any malicious intent, Li Yun could chop her in half in an instant.
“Yes!” The fisherwoman’s eyes darted around, “I’m a mountain spirit from the mountains—I know a lot of things.”
Yang Si could see immediately that she was lying and frowned.
The fisherwoman continued to cry miserably, tears and snot streaming down.
Her hands clinging to Li Yun trembled from fear as she whimpered, “I know a ton, a ton of shipbuilding knowledge! Sir, do you want to hear some? I’m really not a spy or anything; I’m just a mountain spirit, weak and helpless but capable of eating food! Please spare me!”
This European Emperor had a knack for shipbuilding; not only was he European but also wealthy. He had shown no interest in inheriting his family’s business until he got into live streaming. He changed his ways and started learning related knowledge, leaving his family in awe.
After years of being a fan, he couldn’t match up to industry veterans, but his knowledge could outpace this era by a mile.
Yang Si asked, “Are all mountain spirits as weak as you?”
The fisherwoman replied, “It’s called being wise and adapting to the times! What’s so wrong with mountain spirits? Mountain spirits can be afraid too, you know…”
As she spoke, the fisherwoman clung tighter to Li Yun’s leg, almost pressing half her body against him.
Li Yun went from cautious to awkward—who could handle a stranger rubbing against their leg like this? It felt like harassment!
The fisherwoman looked at Li Yun in disappointment as he moved to the other side of the deck.
“Are you not going to kill me?” she asked.
Yang Si smirked slightly and said softly, “Not killing you.”
Instead of getting any sense of security, the fisherwoman suddenly shivered.
Anyone who’d seen the live stream knew Yang Si was a lunatic, a heartless killer.
The fisherwoman curled up in a corner and said, “I can prove I’m a mountain spirit.”
Yang Si scoffed, “How can you prove that?”
“If I can prove it, can you let me live for six periods of time? After six periods, I’ll leave, and you can spare me!”
Yang Si replied, “Okay.”
He wanted to see how this liar would prove herself.
As it turned out, she could prove it, rattling off a lot of precious manufacturing knowledge.
Some内容 Qi Kuang recognized, some were well-kept secrets handed down by shipbuilders, but much more content went beyond this era’s limitations.
Qi Kuang asked, “Can this really be done?”
The fisherwoman asserted, “Of course!”
Her family had engaged with ships for generations and owned many precious artifacts. She even looked into water warfare-related operational knowledge, which was incredibly valuable to Qi Kuang and the others. Current water battles were still at a primitive level.
For instance, by ramming ships or forcefully boarding enemy vessels to engage in combat.
In ancient naval warfare, bows and arrows held an irreplaceable position.
Archers would shoot arrows at enemy ships, often coating them with flammable substances to burn them down.
The entire army relied on the steersman for movement, but due to delayed communication, warships were often slow to react.
In the absence of modern firearms, the quality of warships directly determined the outcome of naval battles.
Sturdy and massive warships could easily crash the smaller enemy vessels.
Jiang Pengji’s warships were decent, but not good enough. If they tried to ram enemy ships, they’d be wrecked after just a few hits. However, the fisherwoman’s suggestions gave Qi Kuang a new perspective, and even if it was just verbal, he knew that if her advice came to fruition, their forces would gain a massive advantage in naval battles, significantly reducing casualties.
Yang Si stood up and bowed to the fisherwoman, making her legs go weak.
Qaq
Big boss, don’t do this, I’m scared!
