Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 284: Don’t be afraid of opponents who are like gods, but be afraid of teammates who are like pigs
With the arrival of summer, the rainy season in Annan also arrives.

To be honest, it is not a good time to launch an attack, but for the next plan, the Ming army must launch an attack at this time.

Fortunately, the rain has stopped a little recently, and the hot weather has dried the earth quickly.

At the Ming'an border, both sides assembled a large number of armies.

The Nguyen Dynasty attached great importance to the Ming army's attack and transferred almost all the troops that could be mobilized in the country.

And under the guidance of the Gallic rooster, they learned how to dig trenches.

In fact, they didn't know that the Gallic roosters didn't have a deep understanding of this aspect, and most of it was learned from the Ming army.

The main purpose of using them today is still experimentation, and the battlefield is the best testing ground.

As a ray of sunlight rose in the east, the thick morning mist slowly dissipated.

The soldiers of the Nguyen Dynasty came out of their barracks yawning, ready to eat a breakfast that even pigs wouldn't eat.

After nearly a month of stalemate, the soldiers on the Nguyen Dynasty side have gone from being nervous at the beginning to being very relaxed now.

They thought that the Ming army had not attacked for so long because they were delayed by something or were frightened by the Gallic roosters.

"Damn, what the hell is this food?"

Looking at the thin, shit-like substance in the bowl, the soldier cursed under his breath.

If it were in the past, he would have thrown away the bowl along with it, but the situation was different now and it was good enough to have something to eat.

He found a place while cursing and just sat down to rest, preparing to pinch his nose and eat the shit when a strange whistling sound suddenly came from the opposite side.

The soldier looked up curiously and looked at the Ming army position opposite.

However, the morning mist that had not yet dissipated blocked his sight, and just when he was wondering.

The morning mist in front of me seemed to be suddenly knocked away by something, and then black spots came whizzing towards me.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The violent explosions and roars broke the tranquility of the early morning. The Nguyen Dynasty soldiers who were still queuing for food or returning to the trench camp to eat were instantly blown to pieces.

"Quickly get into position, the Ming army is attacking."

"Damn it, what is this, the wrath of hell?"

The artillery fire lasted for half an hour before gradually stopping.

Just when the remaining soldiers secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thanked God for sparing their lives, dozens of huge monsters appeared in the sky out of nowhere.

"My God!"

When they saw clearly what was in the sky, their mouths opened wide, and for a moment they were unable to describe the shock in their hearts.

"Run, run, it's the Ming army's airship."

Ordinary soldiers didn’t know it, but the instructors sent by the Gallic rooster were deeply impressed by it.

Airships, the overlords of the sky, are something that ground soldiers are desperate to deal with.

Ever since the Ming army's airships made their dazzling debut in the battle between the Russians, all countries have attached great importance to this thing and invested a lot of money in its research.

Unfortunately, no good results have been achieved so far, which is why they chose to endure it again and again when facing the threat from the Ming Dynasty.

No one paid any attention to what the Gallic rooster instructor said, or rather, they no longer had the time to pay attention.

Under the stunned gaze of the soldiers, dozens of huge objects in the sky dropped a string of black spots.

"Rumble, rumble..."

The entire earth was shaking, and the trench fortifications that the soldiers had built with great difficulty were blown to pieces.

Many soldiers hiding inside were crushed underneath the collapsed rocks, soil and mud, and had no chance to get out.

"Beep beep beep..."

When the last string of bombs was thrown, the airship turned and left swayingly, and suddenly a whistle of attack sounded from the opposite side of the Ming army.

"Anyone still alive? Come out and fight! The Ming army is attacking."

The Gallic rooster instructor, who luckily escaped the bombing, was groping for his weapon in the smoke-filled trench while shouting to the people around him.

But there was no response from anyone around, and I didn't know whether they had all died or had all run away.

"Hurry up……"

The Gallic Rooster instructor finally found a relatively intact gun in the ruins. Just as he was about to look for bullets, the shouts of the Ming army suddenly sounded outside the position.

Before he could stand up, a dozen dark shadows rushed in.

"I……"

Knowing that the game was over, the Gallic rooster instructor was about to raise his hands in surrender, but a Ming soldier who rushed in, under his horrified gaze, raised his gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"boom!"

With the sound of the gunshot, a hole was made in the head of the Gallic Rooster instructor, and his body suddenly fell limp in the trench.

"What did he seem to be saying?"

After the soldier fired, his companions whispered something while keeping an eye on the surroundings.

The soldier who fired the gun loaded a new bullet into the chamber with a click and said indifferently, "Who cares? I can't understand what he's saying, and he's holding a gun."

The soldier next to him grinned and followed his companions forward quickly.

"Report, the enemy position has been breached without any resistance."

"According to the reconnaissance report of airship No. 1, the enemy's follow-up troops are retreating towards Anshi after completing the bombing."

In the pre-war command center, a military staff officer reported the news he received to everyone.

Li Jing raised his hand and said, "Got it. Let the frontline troops continue to advance and pay attention to the traps set by the enemy." After the staff officer passed on the order, Li Jing said to Zhu Zhanjun, who was sitting in the command position and reading a copy of Journey to the West, "The battle is easier than you think."

Zhu Zhanjun hummed, turned a page casually and pointed to the title of the page.

"Third attack on the White Bone Demon. Although the force is overwhelming, be careful of the enemy's dirty tricks."

The United States was so powerful back then, and it was in a crushing position. Later, it almost caused depression.

Li Jing nodded, turned around and shouted, "Order."

The operations staff officer came over immediately and opened his notebook to take notes.

"Order the Tiger Battalion to continue advancing. Defeat the enemy as soon as you encounter them. Move forward immediately after the defeat. The follow-up troops will take care of other matters."

"Order two airship squadrons to carry out bombing and high-altitude strikes on the enemy's city defense bases and marching troops."

"Order the Navy Department to launch a landing as quickly as possible, completely split the enemy in two, and destroy the enemy's living forces in one fell swoop..."

As further orders were issued from the pre-war command, the Ming troops in the east and west advanced rapidly.

Artillery bombarded, airships exploded, and infantry charged.

With just these three simple tactics, the Nguyen Dynasty's army was beaten up and down, fleeing in a panic like a stray dog, and they were unable to organize any effective resistance.

"You must help us, otherwise we will never be able to defeat the Ming army."

After only three days of fighting, the Nguyen Dynasty could no longer hold out and found the Gallic Rooster, which occupied part of their southern territory as a colony.

The Gallic Rooster representative was speechless when he saw the other party's nervous and anxious look.

Is this guy mentally ill? If we could defeat the Ming army, would we still let you lead the way?

"Sir, according to the friendly and peaceful development agreement between the West and the Ming Dynasty, it is not allowed to launch an attack when neither side has the inclination to resort to force."

"To put it simply, the Ming army didn't shoot us, so we couldn't fight back."

The representatives of the Nguyen Dynasty were so angry that their noses were crooked.

They finally figured it out.

What bullshit friendly and peaceful development is this? It’s just an excuse these Gallic roosters make up when they can’t defeat the Ming army.

Otherwise, with the greedy faces of these Western devils, how could they give up such a large land and interests of the Ming Dynasty?

"Well, in that case, don't blame us for being ruthless."

The representatives of the Nguyen Dynasty were too lazy to waste time talking to this guy. Knowing that it was useless to look for these people, they turned around and left.

The representative of the Gallic Rooster sighed. He knew very well that the Ming army had occupied the northern part of Annan, and the southern area they controlled would sooner or later be taken away by the other side.

But on the mainland, people did not want to go to war with the militarily powerful Ming army for the time being, so they could only endure it for the time being.

"Damn Ming Dynasty, just wait and see. When our Gallic rooster airships and new warships are successfully developed, that will be the time for you to despair."

After angrily cursing, the Gallic Rooster representative returned to the operations room next door and began to arrange defensive deployments.

The Nguyen Dynasty probably won't be able to hold out for much longer, so they must make preparations in advance to avoid being caught off guard by the rogue Ming army.

"Pay tribute."

Zhu Zhanjun, who was following the army, had a smile on his face.

These people from the Nguyen Dynasty were really whimsical. They thought that if they couldn't win the battle, they had to surrender and pay tribute, and wanted to end the war as a vassal state.

Unfortunately, they found the wrong person.

Zhu Zhanjun had no intention of leaving this scourge behind.

His plans and fundamentals remain unchanged. Whether it is the Ming world or the second world, the entire region of Asia must be controlled by the Ming army.

Only a vast territory can support the Ming Dynasty's next step of development and exploration.

"Tell him to go back and tell their king that we will not accept their tribute. There are only two choices before them: surrender or destruction."

"If they choose to surrender, I can consider not killing their royal family members. Otherwise, let them decide for themselves what their fate will be."

After the staff officer left, Zhu Zhanji asked curiously, "If they surrender, you really won't touch them."

"They are the royal family after all. If they are preserved and there is trouble in the future, they will be a disaster."

Zhu Zhanjun chuckled upon hearing this, and looked at Zhu Zhanji meaningfully: "I did promise, but you didn't. This will be your territory in the future. As for how you manage it, that's your own business and has nothing to do with me."

Zhu Zhanji understood it instantly.

Zhu Zhanjun had already discussed with him that after the entire southern region was conquered in the future, he would be responsible for guarding here.

Zhu Zhanjun did make the promise, but he was a vassal king who would manage this area in the future, and he did not promise to guarantee the other party's safety.

After receiving the reply, the Nguyen Dynasty was suddenly faced with a difficult choice.

Surrender or destruction, the choice was starkly laid before them.

After countless quarrels and curses, and the casualty data, and the crazy advancement of the Ming army.

The king of the Nguyen Dynasty finally made his choice and announced to the outside world that he would voluntarily donate all his territory, subjects and property to the Gallic Rooster and become a member of the other side.

When the Gallic rooster received the news, he was completely dumbfounded.

If it were in the past, he would have been so happy that he would have jumped up, but at this moment he couldn't be happy.

If the Nguyen Dynasty completely surrendered to them at this time, it would completely drag them down and make the situation develop in the worst direction.

Zhu Zhanjun, who heard the news on the other side, was not angry but burst into laughter.

He was still worrying about how to deal with the Gallic chickens that occupied the southern region, but the Nguyen Dynasty's move directly gave him the reason.

(End of this chapter)