Daming: Brother, there is no future for monks, let's rebel

Chapter 283 According to the order of the Ming Emperor, he was sent to the Southeast Asian countries
There were more than 30 casualties caused by the bombing this time, which was much more severe than the previous three rounds of bombardment by the Iliming Army.

"My lord, we can't fight any more. The Ming army must have used pagan demonic methods. Our artillery has been affected. If we continue to fight, we will definitely suffer retaliation!" An artillery general begged bitterly.

Any sorcery is just an excuse for him.

The distance is too far, and it is impossible to avoid bombing.

"No, fire me again. Anyone who dares to disobey the military order will be beheaded immediately!" Timur was merciless.

"My lord, but..." the general continued to persuade.

Snapped!
A sound of the whip hit the general's face.

Immediately there was a terrifying bright red scar.

"Shut up! You lowly Turkic people, do you still dare to disobey orders? If you don't break through the city of Yili this time, then kill you Turkic people!" Timur has lost his reason.

Seeing this, the artillery general of Turkic origin didn't dare to persuade him any more, he could only obediently obey his orders.

Forced by the military order, the gunners in West Chagatai had to take the risk of reloading and firing.

Just now, when the Xichahetai artillery exploded, Xu Da could see it clearly from the top of Yili City.

"Haha, these Tartar artillery are really useless, at such a short distance, they will explode." Xu Da laughed.

"My lord, should we continue bombarding them and let them see how powerful we are?" Ma Zilu asked from the side.

Xichahetai was set up in the distance. Although the artillery of the Ming army was not accurate, it could still bombard the front row of formations.

"No, keep the gunpowder and don't waste it," Xu Da said.

The gunpowder reserves in Erie City are currently very limited and must be saved.

After the artillery of the Ming army stopped, the enemy artillery outside the city began to attack.

boom!
The shoddy artillery of Xichahetai blew up again.

All of a sudden, the Ming soldiers in Yili City let out louder laughter.

The Ming army in Yili City taunted the enemies outside the city one after another.

But in the Xichahetai Formation, it is different.

Terrible explosions happened one after another, and the gunners were unwilling to continue firing.

Timur's artillerymen understood.

With such a long distance, there is less gunpowder loaded, and if you can't hit the city wall, you will be decapitated.

If you loaded too much gunpowder, you would die without a whole body.

Many Turkic gunners simply threw away the tools in their hands, and all knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

Even if it is dealt with by military law, it is nothing more than beheading. Once the body is blown up, it will be dead without a whole body.

"My lord, you can't take such risks anymore, your morale will not be guaranteed." A general of Xichahetai persuaded.

"Yes, my lord, our military strength is ten times that of the Ming army, so there is no need to be so urgent."

"My lord, even if we don't use artillery to bombard the city, we can capture more Uighurs nearby and let them fill in the trenches, consume the strength of the bandit army, and then attack the city, we can still succeed!"

Timur has also calmed down.

Although he didn't care about the life and death of the Turkic soldiers, but too many bombs exploded, which affected morale.

Many Xichahetai soldiers have always been very superstitious. If they exploded one after another, many people would think that they were warned by Allah.

"Let the gunners rest for the time being, you guys go to set up guards around, and no Ming army is allowed to escape!"

Timur said.

"Yes, my lord!"

The artillery of Xichahetai finally misfired.

After some tossing, the sky has gradually dimmed.

Xichahetai began to send cavalry around to search the Uighur people and their grain and livestock.

All of a sudden, outside the city of Yili, there was a scream of misery, and black smoke was burning everywhere.

Seeing that the enemies outside the city were preparing to besiege the city for a long time, the soldiers of the Ming army asked Xu Da to fight.

"My lord, the general is willing to lead [-] elite soldiers out of the city to counterattack the enemy's camp and create a lot of chaos." Qi Xiang took the initiative to invite the battle.

"A mere 300 people, is it too risky?" Xu Da was taken aback.

"My lord, the 300 people under my command are all elites, which is enough to ensure that I can return safely after the night attack." Qi Xiang said.

In Xu Da's army, the 300 soldiers and horses are basically infantry using new-style muskets and spears, and there are only [-] elite sword and shield soldiers, led by Qi Xiang, the commander of Yiliwei, who can be regarded as an elite force that can fight in close combat .

"Is 300 people enough?" Xu Da was still a little uneasy.

"Don't worry, my lord, as long as we can leave the city at night, the enemy will not be able to find us, and we can withdraw safely after causing chaos!" Qi Xiang said loudly.

"Okay, then I'll give you some more kerosene bottles, which can be used to set more fires!" Xu Da nodded and said.

The so-called fierce fire oil is basically a kind of black oil produced locally in Xijiang, mixed with some viscous substances such as sulfur, which is most suitable for fire attacks.

"Your subordinates obey!" Qi Xiang said with cupped fists.

In the dark night, Qi Xiang led three hundred elites to sneak out of the city.

Soon after.

Xu Da saw flames lit up in the Xichahetai camp outside the city.

one, two.

It has reached dozens of places.

Obviously, the elite Ming army led by Qi Xiang had reached the vicinity of the Xichahetai camp.

"Fire the cannon and blast it far away!" Xu Da said immediately.

"Yes, my lord!"

Ma Zilu immediately ran to prepare.

In the dark night, cannons rang out from the city of Yili.

The range of the artillery of the Ming army far exceeded Xichahetai's imagination.

Shells smashed into the vicinity of the Xichahetai camp one by one, making the panicked army even more chaotic.

"My lord, the enemy's sneak attack!"

"The enemy is attacking!"

Several Xichahetai generals rushed outside Timur's camp, yelling loudly.

"What are you panicking about!"

Timur rushed out wearing armor and roared loudly.

In the dark night, Xichahetai didn't know how many people the Yili Ming army sent to attack.

He didn't dare to go out of the camp to catch up, and coupled with the artillery bombardment, Timur was also afraid that the army would bomb the camp.

"Give me an order to retreat two hundred steps and set up camp!" Timur said helplessly.

Several generals hurriedly went to restrain the troops, preparing to pull out the camp overnight.

As the flames lit up everywhere, Qi Xiang and others who succeeded in the sneak attack hurried back to the city of Yili.

Xichahetai lit continuous torches on the camp, and the entire front of the camp was brightly lit, and tens of thousands of troops began to retreat overnight.

"These hateful heretics!"

When Timur saw the elite Ming army running back to the city of Yili, he cursed angrily.

If he had known that there were so few enemies, Timur would have sent cavalry to chase him.

After Qi Xiang and others returned to the top of the city, the defenders cheered.

Qi Xiang also looked happy.

"My lord, the last general killed some enemy cavalry!" Qi Xiang said.

Afterwards, a bunch of human heads were piled up in front of Xu Da.

Each head exudes a bloody stench.

Xu Da was very happy, "Haha, well, it's so cheap, if you come here a few more times, no matter how many Western thieves there are, they can't stand it."

Although the results of this night attack may not seem large, it can greatly damage the morale of the enemy.

Timur's army suffered repeated blows, and the Ming army's victory rate in defending the city was even higher.

Port of Maradi.

I saw five large ships, two in front and three in back, slowly sailing into the port
On the port shore, there was already a bustling with people at this moment. Countless dark-skinned natives, rich or low, crowded together to watch the fun, all with expressions of amazement on their faces.

"Oh! By Allah, is this a merchant ship from the Kingdom of Heaven in the East?"

"It's unbelievable that there isn't a single ship half the size of this merchant ship in the entire Southeast Asia!"

"As expected of the Kingdom of Heaven, a few merchant ships are built to be more powerful than our warships. It's amazing!"

"Hey, what's the use of a bigger ship? Last month their merchant ships weren't..."

"Hiss! Shut up, don't make trouble for yourself!"

In the midst of this discussion, five large ships slowly stopped at the port.

In the cabin of a large ship headed by him, Zhou Buxin was wearing a bullfighting suit bestowed by the emperor, with a short-winged black gauze hood.

The so-called bullfighting clothes are the stars and beasts with python heads and horns embroidered with gold thread on the scarlet robes. This kind of robes were originally not for civil servants of the first grade, but Zhu Yuanzhang thought that they were representing the Ming Dynasty to go to Nanyang foreign countries. This service is specially given.

Zhang Dingbian next to him is much simpler, wearing a golden scale helmet, mountain armor, and tiger-head boots.

The crimson gold embroidered cannon on the outer cover is simple, but Zhang Dingbian is a military commander, on the contrary, it perfectly sets off his mighty aura.

Behind them stood [-] soldiers, all wearing armor and crossbows, and more importantly, all of these soldiers were carrying firearms!

Zhang Dingbian was a little emotional: "It means that the shipbuilding technology of my Ming Dynasty is extremely developed now, otherwise, in the past, who would have thought that there is still a cabin that can hold 500 people in this world!"

Zhou Buxin smiled indifferently: "I am unparalleled in the world, and it is no surprise that I can build a ship!"

Having said this, Zhou Buxin suddenly changed the subject and started to talk about business: "General Zhang, do you want to take all the five hundred soldiers ashore?"

Zhang Dingbian was a little puzzled: "What do you mean by this, sir? Of course, all the 500 people have to be taken ashore. Otherwise, how can I show my mighty power, and how can I make the lord of Maradi be afraid of us?"

Unexpectedly, Zhou Buxin shook his head again and again when he heard this: "If this is the case, we will not be able to catch big fish. Although the countries in Southeast Asia are very weak, our soldiers are very precious. Can we not break here? Then try not to fold here!"

Zhang Dingbian nodded slowly: "Mr. Zhou is right. Since Mr. Zhou said this, he must have made up his mind, so don't be fooled!"

Zhou Buxin said without hesitation: "Simple! We can't take all the five hundred soldiers with us. We will only take one hundred. The remaining 400 people will stay in this cabin. From now on, we are not allowed to show up and live on the ship. From now on, You can only eat dry food every day!"

Zhang Dingbian thought for a while, then nodded: "One hundred... is almost enough."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Buxin smiled again: "These 100 people will be subdivided into 50 people who will pretend to be merchants on the ship. After they go ashore with us, they will stay in Maradi. We will only take the other fifty soldiers to see Maradi. Lord of the state!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Dingbian's eyes lit up all of a sudden: "Mr. Zhou means...to use those fifty soldiers pretending to be merchants as the internal response!"

Zhou Buxin stroked his goatee proudly: "Of course!"

"This time when we enter Maradi, we only have three tasks. One is to reveal wealth, the other is to show weakness, and the third is to scare the snake away!"

"After these three things are done, the bait for catching big fish will be completely gone!"

Zhang Dingbian was overjoyed when he heard it, and couldn't help but slapped his thigh: "Okay, let's do it according to Mr. Zhou's method!"

The two of them had made up their minds, and immediately passed the order, and saw that the 400 soldiers were stroked, and 400 people dispersed immediately and hid in every corner of the big ship. Fortunately, the ship was big enough to hide the [-] people. Be strict.

Then, among the remaining 100 people, another 50 people changed into businessmen's outfits, and took out some rare treasures from the ship as the top grades for this trade.

All the relevant personnel were fully prepared, Zhang Dingbian roared angrily: "Play the guard of honor and get off the ship!"

So, under the watchful eyes of all the residents of Maradi port, a huge team got off the ship in bright clothes.

At the beginning were two Ming officials, one civil and one military, holding up umbrellas while holding up banners.

Behind them are fifty well-armed elite soldiers, followed by fifty merchants dressed in gorgeous silk, and at the end are entourages carrying various flags and banners.

Everyone was dumbfounded, this is not like a person on an ordinary merchant ship.

The officials in charge of managing the port of Maradi were also watching the excitement outside, but they were dumbfounded when they saw this majestic support and the two people wearing the official uniforms of the Kingdom of Heaven.

What's happening here?
He remembered that it was more than ten years ago, when the Mongols were still in power in the Celestial Kingdom, and the Mongol Khan at that time sent his officials here to promote the authority of the Mongol Empire.

The official of the Maradi Port remembers very clearly that at that time, his predecessor, the last official in charge of the Maradi Port, spent five years of income from the port before he was satisfied with bribing the Mongolian envoy. .

The two people who came this time, although the robes on their bodies are not the same as those of the Mongols at that time, but the style of the ceremonial staff is unmistakable, most likely it is the angel Shangguan photographed by Daming!
Thinking about it this way, the port officials are on the verge of panic. The caravan of Daming was robbed three times in a row in the waters of Maradi before, so they are not here to find a place now!
Just as the port officials were up and down, Zhou Buxin also saw him.

There is no way, among so many local aborigines, this is the most luxurious one, and there are a large number of servants behind him. This person is either rich or noble, and he is the one!

Thinking of this, Zhou Buxin didn't hesitate anymore, anyway, he can't go wrong looking for him!
Seeing the port officials, Zhou Buxin shouted loudly: "The fourth rank of the Ming Dynasty is envoy to the South Seas and the fourth rank is the general who is recruiting the South Seas. They are envoys to the Nanyang countries under the imperial decree of the Ming Emperor. Where are the officials of the Maradi State?"

What Zhou Buxin spoke was the official language of Ming Dynasty, which the port officials couldn't listen to.

(End of this chapter)