Brother Zhu Youxiao

"It's so vulgar..."

When Li Zicheng and others were laughing, Zhu Yuxi, who was also in the trench not far away, gave them a disgusted look.

"I thought that the troops in the north and south of India were all the same, so it seems that the southern captives are indeed brave."

Ignoring Zhu Yuxuan's disgust towards Li Zicheng and others, Zhu Yujian, the leader of Tang Fan's children, was frowning and analyzing the battle situation.

Obviously, he did not expect that the Ming army would give up the vast territory of a province in less than three months.

Although he knew that this was the result of the rebellion in the rear, which caused the gunpowder and luggage to fail to keep up, he also roughly saw something.

Although Daming is powerful, in terms of the strength in Xiaoxiyang, it dare not say that it can crush the major powers at will.

Mughal, Persia, Ottoman and other countries still have the power to resist the Ming expeditionary force.

Zhu Yujian's words made the four people who were following him, Zhu Yukai, Zhu Yukai, Zhu Yue, and Zhu Yuxie, nod their heads one after another, and Zhu Yukai even said:
"Such a stalemate is a waste of time, brother, why don't we apply for discharge from the army, then return to Daming to recruit and train soldiers, and ask Dad to come and discuss with King Qi, let's go to Levia and become a vassal."

"No! Wait and see..." Zhu Yujian shook his head, he was unwilling to retire at such a critical moment.

Not to mention that he already has feelings for the Xiaoxiyang Expeditionary Army. In terms of benefits alone, Zhu Yujian doesn't think there is really no profit at the moment.

From the current contact between the "Ming Mo" armies, Zhu Yujian saw some clues from the Mughal soldiers, that is, the Mughals were not as poor as they imagined, and even on the contrary, the Mughals were very rich.

As far as gunpowder is concerned, except for the Ming army, Zhu Yujian has never seen any army that can keep hundreds of artillery firing continuously for half a month.

With so many cannons and gunpowder for such a long time, the Mughals could not be poorer.

Therefore, in the face of such a rich native country, if the Xiaoxiyang Expeditionary Army can defeat the opponent, after recovering the Wendiya Mountains, Zhu Yujian and the others will be greeted with boxes of gold and silver that are rich enough to help them build a country.

"Hey..." Thinking of the gold and silver in the city of the Ganges Plain, Zhu Yujian put his hand on the handle of the knife unconsciously, and then he frowned and settled the accounts for the four brothers:

"Right now, my Tang clan has only accumulated 47 taels of gold and silver. Even if the 50 taels of silver provided by the imperial court and King Qi are counted, it is only close to a million."

"One million taels is really not enough to build the Tang Kingdom, let alone Levia is so far away."

"Besides, after the establishment of the Tang Dynasty, the imperial court's 50 taels of loaned silver had to be repaid, and Levia was in a wilderness. The gold and silver mines were controlled by the imperial court. In a short time, our Tang Kingdom could not afford to pay back the silver."

"Since that's the case, why don't you stay here for now, watch the battle situation, see if you can defeat the Nanlu, and then loot some..."

"Okay! Listen to you, big brother!" Zhu Yukai heard the words and responded to Zhu Yujian without thinking.

As for Zhu Yujian, he didn't let people disperse when he saw this, but said:

"In the current situation, I am afraid that the imperial court will increase its troops. You and my brothers will also make military contributions. Before we strive to win South Asia, you and I will be promoted to the general army."

"When the feudal clan is over, I will stay in Daming, and you will go to the Tang Kingdom with your father. There are people in the court, and the Tang Dynasty will go more smoothly."

"Yes!" Hearing that Zhu Yujian was willing to make such a sacrifice, Zhu Yukai and the others all bowed movedly.

The five of them chatted about Tang Fan later, and then dispersed.

However, in this land of South Asia, there are quite a few princes and brothers who are as careful as they are. They are planning, and the children of the princes are also planning.

Zhou Fan, Shu Fan, Ji Fan, Huai Fan...

Although the children of the various feudal clans did not get together, they were always on the various defense lines of the Godavari River.

The more than two years of war has tempered everyone, even some of the children of various feudal clans whose legs were weak when they went to the battlefield, can now face the war calmly.

The children of all the feudal clans have tasted the sweetness of the feudal war, and they also know that if they win the Mughals, they will gain greater benefits.

If it is said that Zhu Yujian and the others fought this battle for gold and silver, then the other sons of the vassals who chose to be a vassal in South Asia needed to use this battle to severely injure the Mughals, so as to ensure the security of the territory of their own vassal state .

In the army against the Mughal invasion to the south, it is rare for all parties to maintain a unified goal...

"cut!"

"Pfft-"

Outside the city of Wengol on the coast of south-central South Asia, nearly a thousand Ming soldiers raised their knives and slashed down, accompanied by the roar of the beheading generals.

Blood was spilled, and nearly a thousand heads rolled onto the ground. Facing this scene, Huang Long, who was standing at the top of the wall, still felt puzzled.

"Li Dan! Behead the rest of the tens of thousands of rebels!"

Huang Long turned around and shouted, but Li Dan who was standing behind him hesitated and said:
"This... the governor, these tens of thousands of people can be sent to the old port factory..."

"The villain keeps repeating. We should kill them all. Not killing them is not enough to deter the natives!" Huang Long said stubbornly, obviously angered by the rebels.

It is obvious that the Ming army has established a firm foothold on the Narmada River defense line, and it only needs to keep up with the follow-up supplies to stalemate with the Mughals, and then wait for the imperial court to increase its troops while encircling and suppressing the remaining forces of the various sultanates in the interior.

As a result, the rear city was in turmoil, the supply line was broken, and the northern front did not have enough gunpowder, so they had no choice but to retreat. This retreat was the loss of a province.

The loss of a province, even if the Ming army only occupied a dozen major city-states in this province, the loss of these dozen city-states made Huanglong feel ashamed.

He has made many policy adjustments in South Asia. For example, among the hundreds of millions of acres of land confiscated, he distributed nearly 6000 million acres to the local natives to stabilize the hearts of the people, and left nearly 5000 million acres of cultivated land for the soon-to-be vassals. Ruled by princes.

This kind of policy, even if it is placed in Yingzhou, can be regarded as buying the local people's hearts.

Huang Long thought that his kindness would make the more than 2000 million local natives behave, but he didn't expect these guys to rebel!
He is too lazy to implement benevolent policies now, he just thinks that the methods used in the Old Port and Ceylon are still straightforward.

Kill if you rebel, kill if you oppose 100, kill if you oppose [-], and kill if you oppose [-] million!

How can there be no dead in war?Daming gave them the capital to live and work in peace and contentment, but they just wanted to fund the rebels, so don't blame Huang Long!
"Ongor involved 4 rebels, kill them all!"

Huanglong's beard trembled and shouted orders, but Li Dan knew that he couldn't stop him when he saw this, so he could only pass on the order.

Under his order, Huang Fei, who accompanied the army to the south, served as the general staff of the third battalion and received the order.

From noon to dusk, the beaches several miles outside the city of Ongol were covered with the corpses of the rebels who were decapitated.

Not surprisingly, when the tide rises at night, these corpses will be swept into the sea by the tide, filling the bellies of fish and shrimp in the sea.

The bright red blood made the sea red, and Huanglong's move really shocked the rebels everywhere.

Next, the rebels in cities such as Gavori and Alur retreated in anticipation, and Lu Xiangsheng in the south also went north to recover cities such as Chennai and Kota.

Standing between the northern and southern armies, only Nellore in the south of the Bennell River remained.

On March [-]th, Lu Xiangsheng led the third battalion to [-] miles south of Nellore, and Huang Long also led troops to [-] miles north of Nellore.

The news of the two armies was transmitted by sea ship, and after Lu Xiangsheng got Huanglong's tactical layout map, he went to the front line to observe the terrain in person.

Leading more than a hundred riders, Lu Xiang raised his armor to observe the front line in person.

"This place is not difficult to attack, ten days is enough to conquer it."

Lu Xiangsheng put down his binocular clairvoyance, and said to himself, while Wang Chong behind him looked at the terrain, and then said:

"There are more than [-] rebels in the city. According to Governor Huang's military order, we..."

Wang Chong didn't continue, but everyone else knew what he wanted to say.

After Huanglong captured Ongol, he issued an order to all the troops to kill all the rebels who resisted and refused to surrender.

For the group of generals in the Eastern Army's Governor's Mansion, this kind of military order is still unacceptable. After all, except for the battle of restoring Liao Dynasty, they basically fought against Jianlu burning wasteland and small-scale battles.

"After the capture of Nellore, hand over the city and the captives to Captain Huang."

Lu Xiangsheng was unwilling to kill the prisoners, so he chose to hand over the prisoners and the city to Huanglong.

As for himself, he planned to further encircle and suppress the Sultanate rebels in the interior after opening up the eastern coastal corridor, and let Huanglong lead troops northward to support Qi Yuanfu.

His idea was very good, and Wang Chong and others breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

"The gunpowder from Ceylon Mansion has already arrived in Yanan. If there is no accident, the Northern Army can hold on for a few more months after getting the gunpowder."

"Within five months, our army must succeed in countering the rebellion and annihilate the main force of the rebel army."

Lu Xiangsheng took a look at the map and felt a little troubled by the rebels entrenched in the interior.

Seeing this, Wang Chong calmly suggested: "Inspector, why don't you allow them to preach locally?"

"If it's allowed, they should be on the lookout."

Wang Chong's words reflected the inquiries of other generals. In fact, they all knew that the reason for the rear rebellion this time was basically because of religious issues.

The southern states believe in Hinduism, and the five central Sudanese countries believe in Halalism.

However, after the arrival of the Ming army, Huanglong banned their qualifications to preach freely, so all the states rebelled one after another.

Of course, this is the cognition of most people, but in fact things are not that simple.

"It would be much easier if they only asked for preaching..."

Lu Xiangsheng stretched his brows, and explained to Wang Chong and others:
"They didn't just ask for preaching, but they asked my Ming officials to turn their beliefs, and the sects of the five sultanates..."

Speaking of this, Lu Xiangsheng paused, as if he felt that it was inappropriate to speak out directly, but he looked at Wang Chong and the others again, and after thinking that they were all his own, he said helplessly:

"They hope that Long Live and His Royal Highness and the various vassals can change their surnames..."

"Fart the fuck!" Hearing Lu Xiangsheng say this, Wang Chong and others opened their mouths and cursed.

If they had hoped for the rebels of the five major sultanates before, after hearing the last item, they could only curse.

Let the Ming royal family change their surnames. This is something that the Timurid Empire dared not say when it was the most powerful. This group of South Asian natives did not know the heights of the heavens and the earth.

Daming's control over religion was inherently tough, especially for Muslims.

This can be seen by Zhu Youjian when he passed Hexi after the first Hetao North Sweep.

In addition, after Zhu Youjian's reform, the restrictions on religion were even more severe, and it was basically impossible to make any concessions for religion. Therefore, it was naturally impossible for Huang Long and Lu Xiangsheng to make concessions with the rebels of the five major sultanates.

The final proposal to change the surname is a great insult to the emperor, ministers and common people of the Ming Dynasty. If Huang Long and Lu Xiangsheng dare to agree, when the news reaches the capital, they will be passed on to the first nine sides.

If they refused, the rebels of the five major sultanates would naturally not want the "pagan" Ming court to rule them, so they would naturally rebel, so Ming had only one option to suppress them.

"Inspector, at the end of tomorrow, I am willing to personally lead the army, and go to the city first!"

Wang Chong already respected Zhu Youjian, and he was naturally annoyed when he heard that a group of ignorant natives wanted Zhu Youjian to change his surname to cater to them.

If Lu Xiangsheng hadn't just said to hand over the city and the captives to Huang Long, I'm afraid he would be able to accept the military order to kill the captives right now.

"Our army has [-] artillery pieces. Let's shell them for five days first. Don't worry."

Lu Xiangsheng knew that if he told the whole story, everyone would be extremely angry, so he had already prepared for it.

After comforting Wang Chong and the others a little, he took Wang Chong and the others back to the barracks before dark.

Early the next morning, without Lu Xiangsheng's order, Wang Chong ordered the three-sentry artillery to go north under the guard of the three-sentry cavalry.

From hour to hour, the artillery of the Ming army was still arrayed under the city of Nellore.

However, even though the rebels were furious enough, Wang Chong did not directly attack the city, but sent an interpreter to shout to the top of the city:

"The Divine Soldiers have arrived. If you don't open the city and surrender, you will have no chance."

"I represent……"

"Bang bang—"

Before the interpreter finished speaking, some rebels at the top of the city shot him with old-fashioned matchlock guns, and the interpreter was so frightened that he galloped away.

Wang Chong watched the translator flee back to class with a gloomy face, without any worries in his heart, turned his head and explained to the general beside him: "Fire the cannon..."

"Fire the cannon!" The general turned around and waved the command flag, while blowing the wooden whistle.

Seeing this, the artillerymen on the ground immediately lit the match without any hesitation.

Amidst the "chi chi" sound of burning matchlocks, the artillery slammed, and the Ming army's offensive against the Nellore rebels officially started.

The turbulent stone bombs hit the head of the civil structure of Nellore, and the rebels at the head of the city could only be beaten passively.

They also tried to use trebuchets, but the throwing distance of trebuchets was pitifully small.

What Lu Xiangsheng brought from Ceylon was a twelve-pound Yanshan ten-jin cannon with a range of nearly three miles.

Two hundred stone bullets hit the top of the city, splashing the mud from the top of the city. For a while, the rebels squatted down, fearing that they would be taken away by the stone bullets.

Wang Chong rode on horseback, looked at the battlefield with clairvoyance, and then raised his hand and said:

"The height is increased by five degrees, the distance remains the same, and the pre-shooting is twelve rounds!"

After his military order was issued, Tang Qi sent a message to the artillery on the ground while blowing his wooden whistle.

After receiving the military order, all the artillerymen began to adjust the height of the artillery, cleaned the barrel, waited for the barrel to cool down, and then put in the ammunition and stone bombs.

"Fixed shot reloading! Height 35, distance two miles and four, pre-shoot twelve rounds... let it go!"

"Boom bang bang-"

The artillery began to sound continuously amidst the "chi chi" sound of the matchlock, and the interval between each round of shelling was half a cup of tea.

For the rebels without long-range weapons, the firepower of the Ming army almost beat them to the ground.

"Boom bang bang-"

"careful!"

Every half a cup of tea, the cannons sounded again, and the roaring stone bullets shook the city wall of Nellore, but the rebels were helpless.

A stone bullet weighing ten catties may not look big, but it is fatal to hit the city wall. Basically, as long as it hits one place three times in a row, the earth and rocks on the city wall will continue to fall off.

The rebels who originally clamored for "God's Blessing" were beaten to the ground, the crude female wall at the top of the city was crushed, stone bullets roared in, and they were knocked into the air in an instant, blood and flesh spattering.

Under the bombardment of the Ming army washing the ground, thousands of rebels at the top of the city ran down the top of the city timidly, and some people who ran slowly were hit by stone bullets and fell off the top of the city.

The rebels hiding at the root of the city wall witnessed their bodies flying down and falling heavily into the city.

When some rebels saw such a scene, they couldn't bear the pressure and collapsed.

They originally took advantage of the lack of Ming troops in the city and launched a sudden attack to seize the city. Now that the Ming army is mobilizing troops to suppress the rebellion, they are naturally unable to stop them like idiots.

"Move the artillery two miles forward and set up camp four hundred steps away from the city wall!"

In the formation of the Ming army, Wang Chong saw that the rebels had no long-range firepower, and immediately ordered the artillery to move forward.

The general who heard the words was stunned for a moment, then bowed cautiously and said:

"General soldier, if we move two miles forward, it may affect the people in the city..."

"People?" Wang Chong snorted lightly, pointing at the city of Nellore with a whip in his hand, and asked:
"This is all the people in the city of the rebels. The real people have been slaughtered by them long ago. Every person in the city counts as one, and all of them are dead!"

"Yes! The last general takes orders." Seeing what Wang Chong said, the general no longer worried, and quickly directed the artillery position to move forward.

While the artillery moved forward, Lu Xiangsheng also arrived at the front line with the two battalions behind.

When he saw Wang Chong shelling according to the military order and advancing the artillery position, he nodded very satisfied.

"Wang Chong..."

Riding his horse forward, Lu Xiangsheng glanced at Nellore, who was close at hand, and then approved:
"There is enough gunpowder in the army. I want to see the walls of Nellore collapse in five days!"

"Inspector, please don't worry, the general will not disgrace the mission!" Wang Chong bowed to his words, and then continued to increase the speed of shelling.

The sounds of "bang bang bang" and "rumbling" continued to sound. No matter it was day or night, the Ming army used artillery almost continuously.

The use of this intensity will inevitably reduce the life of the artillery a lot, but Lu Xiangsheng doesn't care at all.

Recasting a cannon would cost at most two or three taels of silver, and exchanging two or three taels of silver for the lives of dozens or hundreds of rebels was a good deal in his opinion.

Therefore, with his encouragement, Wang Chong bombarded day and night.

In just one day and night, more than half of the rebels in Nellore were killed or injured, many adobe houses collapsed, and ten catties of Ming-made stone bullets were scattered throughout the city, which can be seen everywhere.

"Ready... let go!"

"Bang bang bang-"

The sound of the two hundred cannons firing made the eardrums of the artillerymen next to them hurt. With the sound of the cannons, the clearly visible two hundred black spots crossed the distance of four hundred steps and fell in a full arc.

This is the second day of the siege, and the Ming army used flowering bombs.

Although the crackling bullets were not as violent as the stone bullets, to the ears of the rebels, they were more terrifying than those solid bullets.

When hit by a stone bullet, most of the braids were raised on the spot, and it was probably too late to feel the pain.

But being hit by this flower bomb, he couldn't die for a long time, either he was hurt to death, or he bleed to death.

"Get down! Get down!"

Among the rebels were many Sudanese army officers who were defeated by the Ming army. Naturally, they had tried the power of explosive bombs. Therefore, when they heard this familiar voice, they immediately called out to their subordinates, hoping that they would lean on the rubble to escape Blossom bomb.

"Boom bang bang..."

In the sky above Nellore, the flower bomb suddenly exploded when it was about to fall into the city, and the fireworks exploded in groups.

Tiny marbles shot out like raindrops, rushed out of the fireworks, and plowed down on the ground.

Some rebels who were caught off guard were instantly knocked down. Even if there was a reminder, the rebel soldiers who relied on the rubble would inevitably be hit and injured.

For a while, the howling sound spread throughout the city of Nellore.

The soldiers who escaped by luck had just breathed a sigh of relief when they saw black dots suddenly appearing in the sky, but these black dots were bigger than the flowering bullets...

These black spots slowly fell and enlarged, and when they were about to collide with the ground, they exploded with a "boom".

"Boom--"

The loud noise like the sky falling apart, and the burning of the bones and flesh were all blocked by a membrane.

Some hapless rebel soldiers only felt their consciousness being squeezed out of their bodies by an irresistible force.

Those were gunpowder packs weighing more than ten kilograms. They were thrown into the city by the Ming army using trebuchets, and they were detonated with the right timing and fuse.

"Stop fighting! I won't fight anymore!"

"Surrender……"

"Surrender! Surrender!"

In just two rounds of blows, the inner line of defense of the rebels in the city was instantly crushed.

Some rebel soldiers who were only fifteen or sixteen years old witnessed the explosion of the flower bomb, and hundreds of bullets burst down, sweeping away the comrades standing beside them.

They saw with their own eyes that the comrade who was talking to them just now was directly shocked to death by the explosion of the falling explosive package.

Facing them out of control, some of them were controlled by the officer, and some were directly killed by the officer with a knife.

This is the battlefield. In this war with hot and cold weapons, the bloody scenes challenge the soldiers' nerves all the time.

If it is not a master of a hundred battles, or a well-trained team, there is no way to gain a firm foothold here.

To the elite Ming army, the rebels in Nellore were just cannon fodder with weapons.

"put!"

"Bang bang bang-"

The Ming army's bombardment continued. When they found that the rebels were too scared to go up to the top of the city and dare not use the catapult to fight back, Wang Chong boldly placed the catapult less than fifty steps away from the top of the city. .

Because of this, gunpowder packs weighing more than ten kilograms can be successfully thrown into the city.

The solid bullets and explosive bullets of the artillery were performed in turn. When they finished their performances and needed to cool the barrel, the powder packs of the trebuchets began to perform again.

On the river beach in the distance, Ming army wooden boats loaded with gunpowder landed on the river beach, and civilian husbands came here with bags of gunpowder on their backs.

Huangdian has millions of catties of saltpeter in Ceylon, which is used to do business with European countries. As long as Lu Xiangsheng orders, Huangdian can turn these millions of catties of saltpeter into tens of millions of catties of gunpowder.

In Lu Xiangsheng's view, the gunpowder consumption of several thousand catties for a round of trebuchet was just a drop in the bucket of the total military expenditure of the Xiaoxiyang Expeditionary Force.

The gold and silver worth more than 2000 million taels were sent back to the mainland of Daming by their ships. What is the gunpowder that consumes tens of thousands of taels of silver in normal combat...

"Continue non-stop, the collapse of the city wall will continue, and all the 50 catties of gunpowder sent by Ceylon will be wiped out!"

Facing Nellore, who is in hell on earth, Lu Xiangsheng coldly issued an order to make the rebels despair...