Lord Moyu was forced to open

At the seaside at night, the huge sound of waves hitting the shore accompanied by the night breeze sounded one after another.

About a hundred steps away from the seashore, piles of bonfires were lit. The soldiers of the Song Dynasty were grilling fish and eating dinner. At the same time, there was an oval yellowish-brown fruit in the soldiers' dinner today. It was picked in the jungle nearby. Zheng He had someone feed it to the natives, and they ate it without any resistance. It was obvious that they knew this thing.

Since the locals dare to eat it, it is obviously not poisonous.

Zheng He immediately asked people to collect some and brought one back. He gave one to everyone so that they could taste this exotic fruit.

Take a bite, bite through the yellow-brown skin, and the taste of egg yolk instantly fills your mouth.

Zheng He was a little surprised and asked, "Why does this fruit smell like eggs?"

Zhang Laoliu, who was standing by, immediately said with a smile: "Sir, who knows what these overseas plants will look like? When I was a kid sailing, I heard that there is a tree in the world called the breadfruit tree. The fruit of that tree tastes like steamed bread made of flour and can be eaten directly!
It's just a fruit that tastes like egg yolk, nothing surprising."

Zheng He nodded and said:
"No wonder the ancients often said that reading ten thousand books is like traveling ten thousand miles. There are so many strange things in this world, and not everything can be found in books. Only when you see them in person can you understand the magic of these things.

Since this thing smells like egg yolk, let’s call it egg yolk fruit from now on!”

clap clap clap!
A round of applause broke out, and Zhang Laoliu clapped his hands while exclaiming:

"My Lord, you are so knowledgeable that you can come up with such an appropriate name. This fruit tastes like egg yolk, so calling it egg yolk fruit is just the right name for it!"

Hearing this, Zheng He burst into laughter, pointing at Zhang Laoliu and shaking his head with laughter.

Soon, the sumptuous dinner came to an end.

Zheng He asked people to bring up the natives who were captured this afternoon.

However, when these natives opened their mouths, they started chattering and they couldn't understand what these pigs were saying at all.

Zheng He hurriedly said, "Go and invite Mr. Kong over!"

Mr. Kong, whose real name is Kong Xiangyun, is a famous Confucian scholar in the Song Dynasty.

However, what really made him join the Zhenghe fleet was his amazing talent for languages.

When faced with languages ​​he had never come across before, this great scholar Kong could communicate with the natives speaking those languages ​​in as little as one day or as long as three days.

After a while, he was fully proficient in these languages ​​and could communicate with them without any obstacles.

Zhao Jun had long anticipated that they would definitely encounter native people who did not understand Song language along the way, so he brought this 51-year-old scholar on board.

Soon, an old man dressed in scholar's robe, with a large white beard and an elegant appearance, slowly came to Zheng He.

When Zheng He saw this man, he immediately bowed and said, "Mr. Kong."

Kong Xiangyun nodded slightly, then asked about the situation, "Sir."

Zheng He nodded slightly, then pointed at the high priest and others and said, "Mr. Kong, I'll trouble you next. See if you can learn their language?"

Kong Xiangyun looked at the high priest and others after hearing this. After listening to their speech carefully, he nodded slightly and agreed: "Don't worry, Master Zheng, I should be able to understand what they are saying. At the latest tomorrow, I can sort out some translations of daily expressions."

Zheng He was overjoyed after hearing this, and hurriedly took the high priest, Kong Xiangyun and others away with a loud laugh.

It only took one night for Kong Xiangyun to translate simple daily expressions. Captain Zheng was very satisfied with Kong Xiangyun's translation results.

But what they didn't know was that one of the natives they captured today was actually the high priest!
And a high priest, who was more important than the chief in the tribe, was captured by them!

On that day, the disappearance of the high priest did not attract the attention of the tribe, because the high priest often spent the night outside.

But when at noon the next day they didn't even receive any news from the high priest, the tribe to which the high priest belonged was immediately in an uproar!
The high priest is missing!

At that moment, the entire tribe began to search everywhere.

Soon, the Song army that had appeared on the coast yesterday came into the tribe's sight.

And following the clues left by the high priest's disappearance yesterday, all the information and clues of the high priest and his men pointed to here.

When the news reached the tribe, the chieftain, Red and Brown Horse, immediately summoned the five hundred most capable warriors in the tribe and marched toward the shore.

What they didn't know was that when these people appeared within five miles of the Song Dynasty, they were discovered by the spies of the Song Army.

There were only 500 people. The Song army did not even assemble a large army. They only sent out one battalion of troops and easily captured all the invading enemies.

Prisoner camp.

"Chief! How did you get caught here too?!"

Crazy Horse looked at his chief being tied up by the Song army, and his face was immediately filled with surprise. Even the high priest next to him showed a look of surprise.

The red-brown horse smiled bitterly and said, "You disappeared here yesterday. I got the news and brought 500 of the most capable people in the tribe to rescue you.

But what I didn't expect was that the enemy was so powerful.

We didn't have time to get close to attack them, but they found out and launched a counter-attack. I was caught off guard and couldn't escape, so I was captured and brought here."

After saying this, the reddish-brown horse immediately shook his head with a depressed look on his face, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with being caught.

Hearing this, Crazy Horse and the others were stunned. What should they do? Even the chief was captured, and the elite of the tribe were also killed here.

Now the tribe has truly ended up without a leader. What's more, they can't communicate with these people. They can't understand what they are saying, and they can't understand what they are saying either.

Even the people who surrendered couldn't understand it, it was really speechless!
However, things soon took a turn for the better.

The next afternoon, Kong Xiangyun's initial translation of the defense was finally written. When Crazy Horse heard the familiar Indian language from Kong Xiangyun, he almost burst into tears!

It’s not easy! We can finally communicate!

When Zheng He learned from Kong Xiangyun that they had captured the chief priest and chief of the indigenous tribe on the island, he was shocked. He did not expect that these indigenous leaders had been captured by them.

Zheng He immediately began the interrogation, while Kong Xiangyun provided real-time translation.

Soon, Zheng He learned the information he wanted from them.

……

(End of this chapter)