"marshal."
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty."
"The items have been brought over."
Just then, Doug returned from the ship with his soldiers, carrying several wooden barrels, and slowly placed them on the deck.
In fact, this was not a "tribute" that Heiner had prepared before setting sail, but a precious drink that he and some generals enjoyed alone.
However, the situation was pressing, and the diplomatically experienced Heiner had no choice but to change his course to a pilgrimage, since the immediate priority was undoubtedly to preserve the fleet.
However, Doug's voice was not heard by Heine.
The phrase "These are our spoils of war" kept echoing in his mind, and he was already shocked.
He had previously had an absurd idea, which he dismissed as mere idle speculation.
Whether it's the continent of Leon or the continent where the Taqi Kingdom is located, although there are many countries, without exception, no country has ever dared to provoke a conflict with the Taqi Kingdom.
But now he heard it so clearly and saw it with his own eyes: the ships of the Taqi Kingdom were being taken as spoils of war. How could he not be shocked?
Having the courage to confront Tajikistan requires more than just courage; the most important factor is genuine national strength. Without strong national power to rely on, it's tantamount to courting death.
Based on their conversation, Heiner did not think that the young Yan Emperor was a foolish man.
In fact, he possessed a natural and awe-inspiring authority.
Where does this majesty come from? It certainly doesn't come from his body, but from the soldiers clad in armor, their faces radiating fierce courage, from the cannons mounted on the ships, and from the thousands of terrifying warships.
At this moment, Heiner felt a complex mix of emotions regarding the countries that were about to arrive.
If they only think about seizing Yan Kingdom's land after they come to Yan Kingdom, they will inevitably clash with Yan Kingdom, and this will inevitably be a war of extremely large scale and far-reaching impact!
If a war were to break out, this unfamiliar country in the East would likely... become famous overnight.
Heiner raised his somewhat stiff face; he could no longer force a smile.
"War...spoils of war, taken from the Taqi Kingdom...?" His voice trembled slightly.
Qin Ze remained calm and corrected, "The spoils of war are true, but the word 'seize' is inappropriate. They supported Fusang and were hiding behind the scenes, attempting to invade my Yan Kingdom."
"I destroyed Fusang and seized their warships that were anchored in Fusang's port."
At this point, Qin Ze sighed softly: "Unfortunately, I later learned that some of their ships had already returned to Taqi before I went to the port."
“Those ships were loaded with a large amount of gold and silver treasures, all of which were seized from my Yan Kingdom.”
His voice grew colder: "But the things of my Yan Kingdom are not so easily taken."
"They not only have to return what they took, but they also have to pay it back a hundredfold."
As soon as the words were spoken, not only Heiner, but also the soldiers who boarded the ship all froze.
Heiner hesitated before saying, "The Kingdom of Nataqi never suffers a loss."
"So what? Is my Yan Kingdom just going to suffer this loss?" Qin Ze stood up, smiling as he walked down the aisle. He patted Heiner on the shoulder and continued:
"I am very curious about your continents and those unfamiliar countries, and I have a strong desire to learn more about them."
"Heiner, you'd better tell me clearly."
"Of course... I'll tell you everything I know," Heiner said, his voice trembling with fear.
"That's good. I can tell you're a sensible person." Qin Ze glanced back at Heiner's shiny bald head, then turned to look at the wooden barrel.
"Open it and take a look."
Heiner quickly turned around and, together with Doug, took out bottles of liquor from the bottle.
“This is a wine brewed in our Mordnik Kingdom called Gers. It has a unique flavor. It’s made with barley, wheat, honey, and…” Doug explained, as he uncorked the bottle, and foam immediately gushed out.
Qin Ze picked up a bottle of Gers wine from the wooden barrel, stared at it blankly for a while, and then burst into laughter.
"Hahaha." He laughed and shook his head.
Heiner stood aside, feeling uneasy and anxious.
This was a hastily come up-to-date way to show goodwill, and frankly, it was rather pathetic.
But since we've already come this far and witnessed the formidable military power of the Yan Kingdom, it would be utterly foolish to still consider them enemies at this point.
Of course, Heiner knew that, unlike himself, those powerful nations that came to Yan Kingdom with great momentum had been planning this project for a long time and must want to gain benefits on Yan Kingdom's land.
But....
Heiner knew that this time, they were likely to suffer a bloody defeat.
Just then, Qin Ze suddenly asked with a smile:
"Was it poisoned?"
Heiner quickly waved his hand, his nervousness making his red nose even more flushed:
"Your Majesty is joking."
"How could it be poisoned? I just drank it last night..."
He immediately realized he had misspoke and quickly corrected himself, saying, "We have come to pay homage, and now... your fleet has surrounded us."
"How could I possibly poison you? Hehe..." he said with an awkward laugh.
Qin Ze stared into his eyes for a while, until Heiner was flustered and at a loss for what to do, then Qin Ze handed him the glass of Gels wine, and said with a smile:
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