Shanghai Port Passenger Terminal.

A three-masted sailboat filled with vicissitudes of life slowly docked, and the flag of the British East India Company on its mast indicated its identity.

Although the company has been expelled from India.

However, the East India Company still maintains a large number of Eastern businesses, constantly traveling through the Atlantic Indian Ocean and the Pacific Ocean every year, transporting spices, tea, coffee and other daily necessities from the East, as well as cotton, rubber products, lamps, oils, and clocks and other increasingly popular industrial products back to the UK, and at the same time transporting ships of black slaves for the Ming Dynasty. However, it no longer has monopoly rights. It is just one of many such trading companies, and it is even worse than the Dutch East India Company, which has also fallen into the sky, let alone the French East India Company. Even the French East India Company is almost surpassing it.

In fact, East India now relies mainly on its business in the Americas.

"Jazz, be careful at your feet!"

The captain carefully supported an old man in his sixties and walked out of the cabin, and then said respectfully.

"Captain Frank, I'm not yet in my twilight years!"

The old man said with a smile.

Then he walked towards the gangway while shaking the deck with his cane. Two followers behind him quickly followed. After getting off the boat, the captain led the way to the clearance entrance. However, he did not expect that as soon as he got off the boat, he was stopped by two staff members wearing masks and pointed to the side with his gloved hands.

"Frank, what do they mean?"

The old man asked.

"Just, we have to go and take a shower first. This is their epidemic prevention personnel. In order to avoid us carrying infectious diseases, all foreigners who set foot on the Ming Dynasty need to take a shower. Not only us, but even their vassal personnel also need it. In fact, their businessmen who traveled from the ocean must go through such a procedure after they come back."

The captain explained in a low voice.

"disinfect?"

The old man said.

"That, they did use this word."

The captain admitted weakly.

"All right!"

The old man didn't say much, and then, along with his entourage and the captain, went to the large bathroom, or the official name disinfection room on the door sign, and took a shower mixed with disinfectant. Under special supervision, the clothes they wore were also disinfected separately. In fact, the same epidemic prevention personnel outside carried sprayers and even their ships were disinfected. Of course, they had to pay the disinfection fee themselves, which is indispensable for all foreigners coming to the Ming Dynasty. Who knows which of them carries a germ that the Ming Dynasty did not have? Although this disinfection is just to leave people to fate, it is much better than completely opening the door to welcome the exchange of viruses all over the world.

After taking a shower, they put on their dry clothes again, and then they walked to the customs clearance again, and then showed the Ming Dynasty entry certificate applied for in Zhennan Prefecture. Without this, they had no right to enter the Ming territory. After the customs officials checked it correctly, they then raised the seal in their hands and pressed it down.

Access.

Two bright red characters immediately appeared on the old man's entry permit.

Below these two words is his name.

Isaac Newton.

Sir Newton, director of the Royal Mint and president of the Royal Society of England, stepped onto the territory of the Ming Dynasty. He walked out of the customs building with his entry permit and looked at the distance with shocking eyes. There were countless tall buildings, shining with the luster of porcelain in the sun. Clean black roads divided the city's blocks, and various carriages and even steamed cars spewed through the roads. Under the shade of trees on both sides of the road were group of passers-by riding bicycles or walking, wearing clothes made of the most expensive fabrics, with nutritional and pleasant brilliance on his face. Over the city were advertising balloons of different colors, with colored cloths falling from below. Some people even rode under some larger balloons and flew slowly under the spinning windmills.

"Is this the Ming Dynasty?"

He took a deep breath and said with a wry smile.

After saying that, he walked towards a waiting carriage in front of him, and a white man next to the carriage immediately came forward.

"Newton?"

Emperor Yang said in surprise.

"Yes, your Majesty, this man is the president of the Royal Society of England and the director of the Mint. He is very famous in Europe and is a very accomplished scientist. He can even be said to be a full-learning scientist in the European scientific community."

Yang Zhong said.

Newton was not an ordinary person. At this time, he was completely god-level in Europe. In fact, as soon as he boarded the merchant ship of the Ming Dynasty, the Intelligence Department of the Jinyiwei was targeted. However, now he entered the country and was transferred to the tracking list of the Internal Affairs Department. This person's level in the European scientific community is also necessary to report to the emperor. You must know that what His Majesty the Emperor is most concerned about is the development of European scientists, especially the various new technologies.

"Newton? Watch it first!"

Yang Feng said.

Niu Dashen couldn't make up for anything. The things he studied were all the most basic knowledge at this time. What's more, the old Niu had long become a politician at this time, studying black technology alchemy, studying how to make money by stock trading, uh, or losing money, and by the way, studying how to suppress Hooker, Leibniz and others. There is nothing worth caring about like this. By the way, the Ming Dynasty has formed an industrial system crushing, which is not something that can be made up for by one or two genius scientists. Even if he gives Newton the steam engine design drawings, Master Niu will not be able to make up for it.

Well, he had to get the steel furnace out first.

He also had to make a large rolling mill.

He also had to make various machine tools, alloy steel for casting cannons, new boilers, and...

Ah, life is short and years pass by!

What's more, his years have only been around for a few years!

"Genius? Any high school student in the Ming Dynasty knows more than he does!"

Emperor Yang said disdainfully.

In fact, at this time, any high school student in the Ming Dynasty knew more than Niu. For example, if he told any high school student of the Ming Dynasty about his research on voice, he would be ruthlessly ridiculed by others, and even did not need to use college students. After all, modern education in the Ming Dynasty has been nearly twenty years old, and those great science masters in Europe cannot make any move here, let alone Newton, who has not done much work after he was thirty years old. It would probably be a bit difficult to replace Faraday. After all, electric light telephones have begun to become popular in the homes of the rich people in the Ming Dynasty. It is difficult for those who died before 1900 to calm down.

"Your Majesty, how do you reply to Guo Hong's bombing plan?"

Feng Zhen, who was waiting aside, asked.

"Agree, tell him, blow up wherever he wants. In a word, bomb, don't stop!"

Yang Feng said.

"Respect the order!"

Feng Zhen said quickly.

"Sir, the General Staff approved the bombing plan."

Half an hour later, an officer reported to the military commander Guo Hong on the school ground of the Ming army in Dingyuan Port.

"Then let's start!"

Guo Hong said.

"take off!"

The officer beside him shouted.

After saying that, the officer rushed to a distance at the fastest speed, where there was an airship full of hydrogen, tied with a rope to the wooden tower below. He rushed to the front a few steps, grabbed the hand of a soldier, jumped directly into the cockpit that opened the door, and then another soldier took off the anchor hook that hooked the airship. The giant more than 20 feet long rose slowly. As he rose, the gasoline engine on the airship started, and the propeller behind the cockpit gradually rotated and accelerated.

At the same time, the remaining nineteen airships on the school ground were also lifted out one after another.

"The target is right north, go forward at full speed!"

The officer stood in the cockpit, looked down at the gradually smaller ground building in front of the telescope, and said to the messenger beside him.

The latter then emits a light signal.

Twenty airships gradually formed two columns in the sky, flying north along the coastline at nearly two hundred miles per hour. This huge fleet of air flew past rural cities under the fearful eyes of the conquered people below, and soon flew out of the Ming army controlled area, and then continued to move forward. After a full four hours of flight, a broken port appeared below. More than a dozen Ming army warships were lined up outside the port, and flames continued to fly out on the muzzle on the side of the port, and then blew up a striking fire ball in the port.

"Turn to the west!"

The officer said in comparison with the map.

The messenger sent out a light signal again.

Headed by this airship, all the airships turned right in turn and turned ninety degrees to the west. In less than half an hour later, a relatively prosperous city appeared below, and the most eye-catching landmark in this city also appeared in the field of view. It was a large temple surrounded by castle-like walls. The towering tower pointed to the sky. The spire decorated with gold showed its glory. In the middle of the temple, there was a huge and empty square in the center of a huge and empty square. Countless believers were worshiping devoutly around a building.

These believers have been alarmed by the airship and are all looking up at the sky.

"Confirm the target and drop all bombs!"

The officer said.

At this time, the airship he was riding in had already appeared above the temple. The soldiers in the cockpit picked up a bomb without hesitation and quickly loaded it into the chute. After the officer's order was issued, they pushed the bomb out immediately. At the same time, the bombs were also pushed out on the other airships one after another. Twenty bombs fell with sharp whistling sounds, like huge rocks hitting a calm pool, suddenly stirring up fiery red waves.

There are too many people below.

It doesn't matter aiming at it at all. As long as you throw it down, it will always explode. Twenty balls of flames instantly swallowed countless believers, and the remaining believers were all crowded toward the outside of the temple like crazy.

But it's too late.

"Continue to throw."

The officer said with satisfaction.

On all the airships, bombs were continuously dropped one by one, and the flames that devoured life exploded one by one among the believers below, and the entire temple turned into hell.

And this is just the beginning.

"This is called strategic bombing."

Emperor Yang said with a wine glass.

"We don't attack their cities, but we can still turn their cities into seas of blood. No matter how far their cities are from us, geographical barriers are meaningless to us. The traditional defense line is also useless to us to pass through the sky and throw bombs over their heads. However, our airships are still too small and too few. We need airships to carry several tons or even dozens of tons of bombs, and we need hundreds or thousands of airships, and we need the ability to erase a city from the ground by bombing alone.

At that time, if we want to surrender, we can just blow up his hometown.

Throw thousands or tens of thousands of bombs at him.

The Ottomans did not surrender.

Then our airship took off from Egypt and bombed Istanbul into ruins.

The Persians did not surrender.

Our airship took off from the Basra and blew up Isfahan.

Even if our airship is bigger, we can even destroy a certain city in Europe. For example, if we go to war with the British again, our airship can fly directly over Europe and throw bombs into London."
To be continued...