Daming Town Haiwang

Chapter 739, the Kingdom of Koti

On the island of Ceylon, in the city of Dhalan, which is only fifty miles away from the Lion City, the Arabs from the Middle East looked in horror at the Daming people who surrounded them.

They really don't understand how they have offended these Ming people, so that they even sent troops to attack.

There are quite a few Daming merchant ships that have arrived at Ceylon Island in the past two years. They know that Daming is still far away from Ceylon, so why would the well-behaved Ming people attack themselves?
"Fire!"

Chen Lin looked at the small town in front of him, which was not as good as the small county town of Daming, and he was more confident in conquering Ceylon Island in his heart.

The Sinhalese here are too useless. They can't break through such a small city, and there is no way to drive out the Persians and Middle Easterners. It is conceivable that the strength of these Sinhalese is not very good.

It is not difficult to take the entire Ceylon Island, [-] people are enough.

"Boom! Boom~"

Following Chen Lin's order, at the artillery position, [-] artillery pieces began to emit hot flames, and with the billowing smoke rising, shells flew towards Dalan City one after another.

"Boom~"

Inside the city of Dhalan, the Middle Easterners immediately ran away with their heads in their hands, screaming in horror.

Under the attack of the terrible shells, in a blink of an eye, there were ruins and ruins everywhere, and it was a mess.

"attack!"

With a wave of the sword in Chen Lin's hand, the people under his command walked neatly and came under the city wall with the sound of drums.

"Bang~"

Soon after bursts of intensive gunshots rang out, like fried beans, the Middle Easterners on the top of the city couldn't even raise their heads. As long as they showed their heads, they would basically die.

Bows, arrows, muskets, don't just throw money at them.

Then at the gate of the city, with a terrifying loud noise, the gate was blasted open, and the Ming army rushed in like a tide.

An hour later, the battle in the city was basically over, and the Middle Easterners and Persians were almost the same, very wisely and decisively choosing to surrender.

Just like here in Lion City, all Middle Easterners were put on anklets and bracelets, degraded as slaves, and shipped to Nanyang to plant sugarcane. As for the wealth of Dhahran City, it became the spoils of war for the Western Union.

Word quickly spread back to the Lion City.

"Haha, Dalan City was taken very smoothly."

"We have wiped out the influence of the Middle Easterners and Persians on the island of Ceylon, and then we will take a break to attack the Sinhalese and Tamils ​​on the island."

After receiving the news, Zhu Benduan laughed happily. It went smoothly unexpectedly, with almost no casualties, and a lot of harvest. This business can be done, and it is also very addictive.

"I think we can rest for a few days first, abandon Dhalan City first, repair the Lion City, expand the port here, and gain a firm foothold before we talk about it."

Looking at the map of Ceylon Island, Feng Xiang pondered carefully.

"Although the Tamils ​​on the island are small in number and control a smaller territory, they are more united. Although the Sinhalese are large in number and have a large territory, they are not united with each other. The most powerful kingdom is the Koti Kingdom, because their king Verobharagram Bahu VIII usurped the throne and became king, so other Sinhalese did not agree with him."

"We can use this to make a fuss, send people to contact those who oppose Vero, and then attack the Kingdom of Koti together. After the Kingdom of Koti is destroyed, we will clean up these small forces one by one."

Hearing Feng Xiang's words, Zhu Benduan and Hu Xian looked at the map carefully and nodded.

They are businessmen, how to obtain the maximum benefit at the minimum cost is the real way of doing business.

If they foolishly attack the Koti Kingdom directly, it's not that they can't win, and they may suffer some casualties. In addition, it will also make the remaining other forces extremely vigilant.

What they have to do is to conquer the entire island of Ceylon, so all forces, large and small, must be cleaned up.

"Well, let's do it this way."

"If someone is disobedient, tell Chen Lin to show them off, and let them know how powerful we Ming people are."

Hu Xian thought for a while and expressed his support.

Coercion and lure, win over the enemy's opponent, all kinds of methods are used, anyway, as long as you can win.

Soon, someone rode towards various places in Ceylon Island to contact various forces on Ceylon Island. At the same time, Hu Xian also directly sent a team to Galle, the capital of the Kingdom of Koti.

In the palace of Galle, the capital of the Kingdom of Koti, Vero was sitting on his throne enjoying singing and dancing. As he got older, he no longer liked to fight and kill. Instead, he liked to enjoy singing, dancing, art and so on.

Ever since he killed his nephew to usurp the throne more than ten years ago, he has always been in fear. For this reason, he also built temples wantonly, vigorously supported the development of Buddhism, and wanted to wash away his sins.

"Report~"

At this time, someone came to the palace in a hurry and shouted anxiously.

"Disappointment~"

Vero frowned slightly. He hated being disturbed when he was enjoying singing and dancing, but it was obvious that something important had happened, otherwise he would not have disturbed his interest at this time.

"Tell me~"

Vero paused singing and dancing and asked.

"The Persians and Middle Easterners on the southwestern coast were attacked by the Ming people. Both Lion City and Dalan City were occupied by the Ming people. The Ming people even sent people to our Koti Kingdom."

The visitor said hurriedly.

The Ming people are too powerful, the Middle Easterners and Persians that their Koti Kingdom has never been able to drive out, the Ming people almost drove them out in the blink of an eye, and even captured their cities.

"Ming people?"

"They took both Lion City and Dhahran City?"

Vero was shocked when he heard that.

Since taking power, Vero has attacked the Persian Lion City and the Middle Eastern Dhahran City more than once, but they all ended in failure, and each time they lost a lot of manpower.

So he is very aware of the strength of the Persians and Middle Easterners, otherwise he would not allow them to build a city on the coast and occupy one side.

Of course, these Middle Easterners and Persians only came to Ceylon Island to do business, and they didn't mean to expand their territory aggressively, so he acquiesced in their existence.

Who would have thought that now, the people of Ming Dynasty came and wiped out the Middle Easterners and Persians with ease. Both Lion City and Dhalan City were occupied together.

"How many Daming people are here?"

"How many troops do they have?"

Vero walked around anxiously, and after thinking about it, he hurriedly asked.

"There are a lot of people here, there are hundreds of ships, and there are probably thousands of troops."

The people under him quickly replied.

"Thousands of troops?"

Wei Luo frowned deeply, thought for a while and said, "Bring the envoys of the Daming people over here, and see what they say first."

Vero always felt that something was wrong. If the Persians and Middle Easterners were regarded as rich wolves, the Ming people gave him the feeling that they were tigers.

Soon, several Daming people came to Vero's palace.

Yang Zhao came to the royal palace of the Koti Kingdom, and carefully observed the royal palace of the Koti Kingdom along the way. He said it was a royal palace, but in fact it was not even comparable to the houses of the big families in the south of the Yangtze River in the Ming Dynasty.

The building is not tall, nor can it be said to be artistic, and the construction is very ordinary.

But it is similar to all the countries in Southeast Asia and the West. They all like to decorate their houses with gold, silver, jewelry, jade and jade.

As the palace of the most powerful kingdom of the Sinhalese, the palace here also makes extensive use of this.

Flakes made of gold filled the walls, bricks made of silver were laid on the ground, and gemstones of various colors, all of which were top-notch gemstones, were inlaid everywhere, shining with charming light.

They seem to use all their wealth to decorate their houses, which look magnificent, but feel nondescript.

Soon, Yang Zhao saw Vero. As the king of the Koti Kingdom, he was also well-dressed at this time, wearing gold and silver, jewels and jewels, and eye-catching.

The ministers of the surrounding Koti Kingdom all have the same attire, and it seems that only in this way can they look rich and extraordinary.

"Yang Zhao of Daming Western Union Company has met His Majesty the King~"

Seeing Vero, Yang Zhao bowed slightly.

Well, it is naturally impossible to kneel down. As a noble Daming man, he is not at all willing to kneel down to the king of the Koti Kingdom, nor is he qualified.

"Bold~why don't you kneel down when you see our king?"

Yang Zhao's move immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of Wei Luo's ministers, and someone immediately stood up and shouted loudly.

"I am a noble Ming person, except for our emperor, no one else is qualified to make me bow down."

Yang Zhao straightened his back slightly, and said very proudly.

"Forget it~"

Wei Luo looked at Yang Zhao, waved his hand slightly and said, "Your Excellency, you don't need to be too polite. I don't know why you Daming people have come to our Ceylon Island this time?"

Wei Luo can see that it is true that the people of Daming are not kind, and those who are kind will not come.

"Your Majesty the King, we Western United Commercial Bank are here on behalf of the merchants of the Ming Dynasty, and we would like to ask you a few things."

Yang Zhao is still very flabbergasted, he came here this time, he came here to find fault, so that he can become famous as a teacher.

"A few things?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Luo thought for a while and said, "Aren't you the envoy of the Ming court?"

He always thought that the other party was an envoy from the Ming court, but after a long time, it turned out that the other party was not an envoy sent by the Ming court.

"No~"

Yang Zhao said very decisively.

"Tell me, what are those things?"

Vero immediately felt relieved, as long as it wasn't the Ming court, it would be fine. He had heard about the strength of Daming, and if the Ming court wanted to attack him, then he should think about the future.

"The first thing is, why do you not allow me, a businessman from Ming Dynasty, to do business? Why is this gem only sold to Persians and Middle Easterners?"

"The second thing is that I, a businessman from the Ming Dynasty, came to do business. Why did I deliberately make things difficult, confiscate the goods, and impose heavy taxes?"

Yang Zhao looked at Wei Luo and asked in an extremely stern tone.

(End of this chapter)