My father Yong Le Emperor, you let me keep a low profile

Chapter 6 Destroy the city, capture the king, and destroy the country! (Please follow up!)

"Damn..., you can't put one in for me!"

Holding the smooth steel knife in his hand, Zhu Gaoyu angrily kicked the ass of the guard next to him.

Let alone killing the enemy now, he can't even see clearly what's going on outside.

The shield of the personal guard completely blocked the surroundings, not to mention the enemy, almost couldn't even see the light.

This is the helplessness of being a high-level figure.

Like in the movie, the scene where there are no guards around the high-level and fighting the enemy alone, it is impossible to happen in reality.

Zhu Gaoyu's status is so noble, no accident happened on the battlefield.

With the old man's violent temper, the best end for the guards is to be buried. If it is serious, the family may be implicated.

So these guards, at the beginning of the battle, protected Zhu Gaoyu to death, let alone let him kill the enemy, Zhu Gaoyu couldn't even see an enemy.

"Your Highness, please be considerate and considerate of us. If you are injured, Your Majesty will definitely skin us."

"The princess also explained that if you hurt a hair, you won't call us a daughter-in-law. Brothers are all bachelors, so please pity us!"

Zuo Jun, Zhu Gaoyu's chief guard, saw that Zhu Gaoyu was a little angry, and tried to persuade him repeatedly with a bitter face.

Zhu Gaoyu glared at him, Zuo Jun begged.

Zhu Gaoyu snorted helplessly, put the knife back into the scabbard, sat down at random, and let the guards block him to death.

I don't know what the law is.

In ancient defensive operations, before the enemy breaks through the city, the entire city's soldiers and civilians will desperately resist.

But once the city wall is breached and the enemy enters the city, the morale of the whole city will collapse instantly.

After Zhu Gaoyu led the soldiers into the gap, the two thousand households went straight to the palace of Alec Kunel.

The other two thousand or so households attacked around the city, intending to completely crush the enemy's resistance morale.

And the last thousand households stayed at the gap, leaving a way for the entire army to retreat in case of accidents.

Two officers and soldiers from thousands of households in battle armor, under the leadership of Wang Jin, rampaged without a single enemy along the way.

The strength gap between the two parties is too great.

Leaving aside the training aspect, there is a world of difference in terms of equipment.

Zheng He led the troops to the Western Seas, but he had the face of Ming Dynasty.

The old man not only selected the most elite soldiers, but even boldly equipped each soldier with iron armor.

The ancient iron armor is not the kind of paper that is shown on TV. It can be broken with just a few strokes, and it has no defensive effect.

The ancient iron armor didn't say that it was invincible in defense, but it was also a headache for the enemy.

On the battlefield, soldiers wearing iron armor have a chance of survival dozens or even hundreds of times higher than those without armor.

Even on the battlefield, you can see hedgehogs pierced by arrows everywhere, still alive and kicking.

As for Ceylon.

The national strength is weak, and it is located overseas, and the output of iron itself is not much.

Not to mention the iron armor worn by the soldiers, they don't even have the weapons.

In the whole country, except for the king and a few generals who have armor, ordinary soldiers don't even have leather armor.

Many soldiers were shirtless, with bamboo spears and stone axes in their hands, and they didn't even have decent clothes.

The soldiers guarding the king's city are a little better, and they can be mixed with linen vests, but compared with the Ming Dynasty's army, they are still far behind.

With such a configuration, it is not an exaggeration to say that fighting against a Ming soldier who is wearing armor and holding a sharp weapon is hitting an egg with a rock.

Wang Jin led his troops on a rampage all the way, and rushed to the opponent's palace without even taking half an hour.

It is said to be a palace, but it is actually more like a compound.

After all, in this backward and ignorant place, how good a house can they be expected to build, and the thatched cottages are all nobles.

Looking at the city wall that was half a head taller than himself, Wang Jin's eyes flashed with disdain, and he waved to a soldier next to him.

The soldier smiled, and led a soldier holding a torch, holding a wooden barrel, and under the protection of several shield soldiers, ran over against the sparse arrow rain from the opposite side.

"Boom!"

The deafening sound, accompanied by the slight tremor of the earth, spread far and wide.

And that poor palace wall was poked a big hole by the world's most cutting-edge technology.

"The governor has an order to capture Alie Kunai'er alive, to reward him with a hundred taels of silver, and to be promoted to a higher rank. Anyone who captures his family and officials will be rewarded, brothers, go!"

As Wang Jin announced Zhu Gaoyu's reward, the soldiers shouted excitedly, waving their weapons and rushed towards the blasted gap.

Two quarters later.

Under the protection of the guards, Zhu Gaoyu approached the palace full of corpses and kneeling people.

"The Governor!"

Wang Jin, who was covered in blood, strode over with the officers, cupping his fists and saluting with joy.

This is the achievement of destroying the country!

Although it is a small country that cannot be smaller, it is still a political power.

It has been 8 years since the Yongle dynasty, and apart from the British Duke Zhang Fu, this is the first time that a war of annihilating a country is far away from the mainland.

Although this war may not get credit, you may have to be trained when you go back.

But it will be recorded in the history books.

In the 8th year of Yongle, Zuodu commanded Wang Jin, who made a great Ming Wanli overseas, and led five thousand sons to avenge the tragic death of soldiers.

Excited to think about.

Zhu Gaoyu rolled his eyes at him, and looked at a dense crowd of people kneeling outside the main hall!
"Did the guy catch it?"

Wang Jin grinned even wider.

"Caught."

"This guy is really a coward. He didn't even dare to fight us. He was found in a cabinet."

Zhu Gaoyu nodded, and accompanied by Wang Jin and others, he walked towards the front of the hall.

"Forgive me, forgive me, I am willing to surrender to Ming Dynasty and become a vassal state of Ming Dynasty."

Before Zhu Gaoyu approached, he heard a chattering sound.

It's just that Zhu Gaoyu, who is not proficient in foreign languages, doesn't know what the other party is talking about.

But looking at the other party's staring eyes, tears and snot pouring out angrily, it is obvious that he is not convinced.

Ariel Kunel: Good guy, where did you see that I am not convinced?

"Captain, he said..."

The translator who was following him was about to translate for Zhu Gaoyu when he was stopped by Zhu Gaoyu's outstretched hand.

"It's not necessary."

The translator was stunned for a moment, and stepped aside under Wang Jin's stare.

Looking at Ariel Kunai who was pinned to the ground by the soldiers, Zhu Gaoyu held out his hand to the side with a sneer in the corner of his mouth.

Wang Jin's ability to become the commander of the left capital of the fleet did not depend entirely on his physical strength, and his brain was also very bright.

Seeing Zhu Gaoyu stretch out his hand, he hastily handed over his knife with its sheath.

Zhu Gaoyu glanced at him appreciatively, reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife, the blade rubbed against the scabbard, and the sound of "呵呵..." was slowly pulled out.

But just after giving the knife, Wang Jin hesitated again.

Only then did he remember what Zheng He had told him when he set off.

But looking at the murderous Zhu Gaoyu, thinking of the consequences he might face if he said that, he silently closed his mouth.

"No, no, no... Da Ming's general, I am willing to surrender..."

Listening to the sound of the cold knife being unsheathed, I felt the cold murderous aura in the air.

Yale Kunaier roared in horror, struggling hard, trying to get rid of the soldiers who were holding him down, and kowtowed to Zhu Gaoyu for mercy.

"puff!"

A ray of sunlight swept across the cold knife, reflecting a dazzling light.

Dark red blood gushed out slowly from his neck, and Ariel Kunel stared at her eyes. The hands loosened by the soldiers tightly covered her throat, and she fell down unwillingly with a "cluck..." sound in her mouth.

"Woooooooo..."

Suddenly there were terrified cries from the kneeling crowd.

Zhu Gaoyu didn't even look at the corpse, and threw the knife to Wang Jin casually.

Wang Jin, who took the knife, looked at the fallen body, then at Zhu Gaoyu who was wiping his hands, hesitated and said, "Commander Zheng, when he came, he told the general that this guy is more useful alive than dead, and I will ask the general to persuade you when necessary."

Zhu Gaoyu, who was wiping his hands and looking at the weeping crowd with squinted eyes, turned to look at him: "Then why didn't you say anything just now?"

Wang Jin was stunned for a moment, and asked cautiously: "Then if the last general said it just now, would you listen?"

Zhu Gaoyu looked at Wang Jin, thought for a moment, and said firmly: "No!"

Wang Jin: "..."

(End of this chapter)