Daming Crazy Emperor

Chapter 754
On the northernmost farm in Paraiba, hundreds of local primitive tribes were harvesting corn, and dozens of Portuguese colonists surrounded the cornfield with serious faces, closely monitoring these natives.

They didn't have any whips in their hands, because the natives here were not black slaves, and if they ran into the jungle, they really had nothing to do.

Therefore, they can only trick people into working with so-called delicacies.

Of course, they still have some weapons in their hands. If these natives dare to steal their corn, they will not be polite.

On a hill about three miles away, Luo Sigong, who was covered with branches all over his body, held up his binoculars and looked at all this, with a strange look on his face.

He really didn't expect that it was the season of harvesting corn here, and the sugarcane in those sugarcane fields seemed to have almost grown, and it was almost time to harvest.

You know, it's not long before Chinese New Year!

Of course, this new year is calculated according to the history of Ming Dynasty, and the four seasons here are just opposite to those of Ming Dynasty.

It's late January now, and it's just entering autumn here, and autumn is the harvest season.

Luo Sigong looked through the binoculars for a while, and then said to De Xieira, "I have already sent people to cut off the roads leading to other farms. Later, you will lead 200 people and walk directly through the jungle, pretending to be in the jungle. Looking lost in Li, he went up to make friends with them.

You can say that you came from Natal, or that you landed on the nearby coast by boat. Anyway, you just want to let them relax their vigilance, and then take their weapons away and put them on the ground while they are not paying attention. tied up. "

Well, this one is really easy.

200 people are still engaged in sneak attacks against dozens of people. It would be strange if four or five people couldn't hold down one of them.

The problem is that there are not only Portuguese there, but also the primitive tribes here are young and strong, and the primitive tribes here have more young and strong people than them.

De Sierra couldn't help asking: "Sir, what about those workers? If they resist, we 200 people may not be able to hold them back. Otherwise, I will bring 200 more people over there?"

If you bring 200 people there, that's a bit too much. If you bring 400 people there, dozens of colonists will probably run away in fright.

Luo Sigong shook his head slightly and said: "You don't need to worry about those workers, we have already told them, they only need to collect corn, no matter how much you beat them, you won't care."

Uh, it turns out that they have colluded together, so there is no problem.

De Xie La immediately cupped his hands and said, "I understand."

After all, they ordered two hundred men to enter the jungle below and head straight for the farm.

Luo Sigong waved his hand and ordered thousands of North American Indians to spread out and surround the entire farm.

After walking three miles in the jungle with 200 men, De Sierra was drenched in sweat, covered in grass clippings and dead leaves, and looked a bit like a person lost in the jungle.

However, they just sprang out of the jungle, and they still scared the Portuguese colonists here.

Those with muskets even raised their muskets at them, and those armed with swords drew their swords out of their sheaths.

Fortunately, these people only had a few matchlock guns in their hands, and they had to be fired if they wanted to shoot.

Otherwise, he might have to eat a few iron eggs.

Seeing this, Desierra quickly raised his hand and shouted: "Don't get me wrong, my own people, we came from Natal."

Well, it is indeed my own, the accent cannot be faked, and the Portuguese cannot be faked.

Hearing this, the farmer here ordered people to put down their muskets and put away their swords.

Seeing this, De Xieira licked his face and asked, "Is this Paraiba? We got lost in the jungle and have been wandering around for more than ten days."

You guys are really lucky. You survived in the primeval jungle for more than ten days.

The farmer here said calmly: "Yes, this is Paraiba."

He didn't see the excitement of his own people, and he didn't show any surprise.

Now they are thinking about how to send this group of people away.

Just kidding, there are at least two hundred of such a large group of people, if they want to live here for a few days, how much food will they have to eat.

The colonists at this time are so cold-blooded and ruthless, as long as they have some human emotions, they can't do so many inhuman things.

The same is true for most of the descendants of Western colonists who only care about themselves and ignore others.

They also call it the freedom of not interfering with others, but in fact they are selfish and extremely refined egoism.

Of course, if you look at it from another angle, they really won't interfere with other people's freedom, because when they really want to rob other people's money and resources, they don't treat others as human beings at all!
De Sierra naturally knew the virtues of his compatriots, so he could only lick his face to get close to them, with a shameless appearance.

Seeing his virtue, the farmers here became even more irritable.

If it weren't for the fact that there were so many people in this gang, and if it wasn't for the fact that these guys had weapons in their hands, he would have driven them away without hesitation.

Who told you to come to my farm!

He didn't realize the danger yet, so all he could think about was how to send him away.

The people under De Xie La seem to have been carved out of his mold, and they don't know what shame is at all, they just go up to find someone to make friends with.

Seeing this, the farmers here were even more annoyed.

Don't make trouble here, it's harvesting corn!

He finally couldn't help but said with a stern face: "Can you rest for a while, don't you see that we are monitoring these natives harvesting corn?"

This one.

Of course not!

Seeing that his subordinates had dispersed, De Xiela also turned his face hard and shouted: "Take it down!"

"Ah, what are you doing?"

The colonists here hadn't realized what was going on, and they were knocked to the ground by the "own people" who rushed up.

Desierra also rushed forward without any hesitation, grabbed the sword on the farmer's waist, kicked him to the ground, and then waved: "Tied!"

After all, he was also a mercenary, and his subordinates were either mercenaries or Portuguese miscellaneous troops who had been stationed in the stronghold. It was easy to deal with the thugs hired by these farmers.

After a while, dozens of Portuguese colonists who were overseeing the work here were all tied up firmly on the ground.

At this time, Luo Sigong also rushed out of the jungle with his personal guards and other members of De Xie La's subordinates.

He just glanced at it briefly, then waved decisively: "Spread out quickly, clean up the whole farm, and tie up all the Portuguese colonists here."

"Wow!" Hundreds of people immediately spread out and searched the farm recklessly.

They can indeed be unscrupulous, because there is only so much armed force on a farm at most. It can be said that all those who can manage a little are here, and the rest are basically old and weak women and children.

At this time, those young and strong primitive tribes who broke the corn cobs didn't seem to see these people fighting, and they were still breaking the corn silently. They even worked harder when no one was watching.

Because Luo Sigong has already told them that what they break off is theirs, as long as they can take it away, they can take back as much as they want.

Naturally, they would not miss such a good thing.

As for people fighting, it's none of their business.

Each of them broke a large basket full of corn, and then carried the basket and walked into the jungle with some unsatisfied feelings. From the beginning to the end, they didn't even look at De Xie La and the others.

Uh, do these people only have corn on the cob?
Seeing this, De Shera was really a little puzzled.

This colony was taken down very quickly, none of the colonists of Hundred Lai escaped, and they were all tied up tightly.

Luo Sigong ordered thousands of young and strong North American Indian tribes to run into the farm and search carefully, and then ordered someone to pass the order, and the soldiers of the Shenwu Battalion continued to open the way.

In fact, the jungle road they drove was only more than ten miles away from here. In order not to startle the snake, the soldiers of the Shenwu Battalion could only stop and wait.

Now that the colonists on the farm have all been taken down, they naturally don't have to worry about it.

That afternoon, the Jungle Avenue connected with the farm.

However, Luo Sigong continued to drive south without them.

Because there is already a road leading to the second farm in the jungle to the south, although the road is not very wide, they still have no problem running there.

Early the next morning, he ordered De Sierra to take the remaining 400 people to run directly along the forest road to the second farm.

And he led his personal guards, followed by more than a dozen scout teams and thousands of young and strong North American Indian tribes.

As for the colonists you met on the road, you don't have to worry about them, just put them down, tie them up, and send someone to escort them back.

Running forty or fifty miles in half a day, those who have not practiced will definitely not be able to bear it.

Fortunately, Desierra's men have been practicing for several months, and it is not a problem to barely run forty or fifty miles in half a day.

Not to mention the people led by Luo Sigong, they are all used to running, and the young and strong Indian tribes in North America are all strong and strong, and running dozens of miles is nothing to them.

That afternoon, they ran to the vicinity of the second farm.

Still the old way, Luo Sigong first ordered the scout team to block all the passages around the farm, and then Deshaela made up a random excuse and ran into the farm to get close to him, and while talking, he rushed up and pushed them all to the ground.

The Portuguese colonists had indeed never encountered this set of tricks.

How could they have imagined that their own people would sneak up on them!

These two farms were won, and Luo Sigong, De Xie La and others didn't make much effort.

Because their strength itself is many times stronger than others, and they also use their own identities to carry out sneak attacks. Before they can react, they are brought down by them. Naturally, they don't need to make any effort.

However, it is hard to say whether it will be so easy in the future.

There are hundreds of people guarding the main city of the Portuguese colonists. It is hard to say whether they can successfully attack.

If the sneak attack fails, then the only thing to do is to force it!
(End of this chapter)