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

Chapter 8 One word and one word can determine thousands of lives and deaths! (seeking collection investment!)
"It seems that this old boy Liu Zhong is very ruthless!"

On the city wall, Wang Jin couldn't help laughing as he looked at the lifeless and demoralized Ceylon soldiers outside the city.

"Indeed, I didn't expect him to command the navy to fight so beautifully just like a landlubber."

Zhu Gaoyu nodded his head and gave him appreciation.

The population of Ceylon is less than 30, but it has nearly 5 troops.

Throughout the country, from 50 to 13, almost all men with a little combat power were recruited into the army.

The reason for this phenomenon is that the location of the Southwest is really special.

Janaf in the north has just been destroyed, and the remaining forces are still making trouble.

In the northern continent, the forces of the major kingdoms are also criss-crossing.

As an important trade point between the East and the West, Ceylon Island has always been the coveted object of the major forces.

In order to protect his fruits, Ariel Kunel almost resorted to militarism, pulling all available combat power into the army.

He doesn't care how much combat power there is, anyway, in terms of numbers, the enemy must be frightened immediately.

An army like the State of Ceylon can be regarded as a force in the surrounding waters.

But if it is placed in Daming.

It is estimated that the county soldiers of the local guards can solve it without the regular army.

"Listen, people in the city, immediately release our king and leave the city of Colombo, otherwise, after the city is broken, you will kill every single one of you."

Just as Zhu Gaoyu and Wang Jin were pointing at the formation of the Ceylon National Army, a group of soldiers with banners ran out.

A small officer in the lead, with his shield on his head, carefully spoke harsh words at the Ming army on the city wall.

Completely with the most cowardly attitude, say the most cruel words.

Zhu Gaoyu naturally couldn't understand what the other party said.

Seeing that he had finally played a role, the translator who was following him quickly conveyed the meaning of the other party's words to Zhu Gaoyu.

"Oh, if you want their king, then give it to them."

Zhu Gaoyu chuckled and waved to Zuo Jun beside him.

A package was thrown from the city and landed in front of the group.

The people in the city suddenly dropped a package, which startled the little officer, thinking that the other party didn't intend to negotiate, and just made a move, so he turned around and ran away in fright.

There is no way, the cannons of the Ming army have already cast a shadow in his heart.

Now when he sees this kind of spherical thing, his calf will tremble.

"Hahaha……"

The Ming army on the city wall laughed out loud when they saw this guy's cowardly appearance.

The captain of Ceylon, who was fleeing for his life, lowered his head in embarrassment when he heard the laughter behind him and saw his lord's angry eyes that were about to spit fire.

"Bastard, drag this gang of disgraceful guys out for me and chop them up."

Ming Jun's ridicule and the strange eyes of other lords around him were like slaps, slapping the big lord's face fiercely.

The great lord's face turned blue and red, the more he looked at this small group of people, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Frustrated and furious, he directly ordered to cut down the whole team that made him feel ashamed.

Ignoring the screaming team members, the high lord waved his hand, and a guard ran forward to pick up the package.

The guard with the package in hand, with countless blood on his hands, just touched the package and smelled the bloody smell in the air, his face changed slightly.

He didn't dare to open it, and rushed to the great lord's side with the fastest speed.

The other little lords who were waiting quietly saw this scene, and they also realized something in their hearts, and stepped forward to see if it was what they thought.

The great lord did not want other lords to see him, but his power suffered a loss when he was defending the pier. Now he can make everyone obey orders, relying entirely on his previous prestige.

If he refused other lords to watch now, angered these lords, and made them feel disgusted, he would not have to think about taking back Colombo, and his own life might also be threatened.

Slowly opening the package, a round head with ferocious eyes appeared in front of the lords.

"what!"

A lord who only cared about enjoying himself and had never seen any bloodshed screamed out of fear and backed away repeatedly.

The great lord who was holding the head of Ariel Kunel trembled a bit, and showed a shocked and sad expression on his face, but his eyes lit up, showing excitement and joy.

"Congratulations, your king is dead!"

Zhu Gaoyu's voice sounded on the city wall, and the translator next to him also translated the words loudly.

Zhu Gaoyu looked down with a smile, and said slowly: "Our Da Ming attacked your king because he touched my Da Ming's prestige. Anyone who humiliates Da Ming, no matter who it is, I Da Ming will let him die without a place to bury him."

The lords below, whether it was from the heart or pretending, raised their heads angrily.

They clenched their fists tightly, looking at Zhu Gaoyu as if they were killing their father and enemy.

Zhu Gaoyu chose to ignore the hateful eyes from below, and continued: "I, Daming, and Ceylon have no hatred at all, and we can even be called friends."

"However,"

The smile on Zhu Gaoyu's face suddenly disappeared, pointing to the head held in the hands of the great lord, he said angrily: "It is him, Alie Kunaier, this greedy, despicable and shameless guy, regardless of the life and death of the people of the two countries, for the sake of greed in his heart, completely ruined our friendship, made our two countries enemies, and made our soldiers who were supposed to have a good time drinking and chatting raise their swords one after another, and slashed at our friends in grief."

Hearing these words, the expressions of the people in the city and the city were a little confused.

Good guy, according to this, Alie Kunel is a sinner of the two countries, and a thousand cuts would be light.

"However, Daming is tolerant!"

After angrily accusing Alie Kunaier of his crimes, Zhu Gaoyu opened his hands and said loudly as if embracing the sky: "My Ming Dynasty always pays attention to convincing people with virtue. Now that the culprit is dead, the hatred between our two countries should also be put down."

"For the sake of the people of the two countries and the peace of the world, we should let go of the hatred we shouldn't have, and join hands, shoulder to shoulder, and move forward to a better future together!"

Wang Jin, who was on the side, watched Zhu Gaoyu who was giving a passionate speech, his eyelids twitched.

Looking back, I couldn't help scratching my head in the city that was like a hell on earth.

Ignoring the weird expressions of the people around him, Zhu Gaoyu excitedly announced to the lord below: "I, the Governor of the Oceanic Treasure Ship Navy, the special envoy of His Majesty the Emperor of Ming, announce to you on behalf of Daming."

"You can elect a new King of Ceylon, and as Daming's special envoy, I will represent the most powerful empire in the world and recognize his identity as soon as possible."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the lords flickered instantly.

Daming's strength is obvious to all.

Let's not mention anything else, but the artillery of those warships on the sea that bombarded them the day before yesterday is still fresh in their memory.

Now that Alie Kunaier is dead, it's really not worthwhile to fight to the death with such a powerful Daming for the sake of a dead person.

Instead of taking the risk of fighting with Daming to lose both sides, or even destroying the power, it is better to accept Daming's suggestion, elect a new king, and re-establish friendship with Daming.

And more importantly, the power of the big lords suffered heavy losses from the big Ming's bombardment. They, the little lords who were not favored in the past, now have a chance to fight.

Who wouldn't want to stand high and order all living beings!
This opportunity given by Daming, ordinary people may not be able to catch up in eight hundred lifetimes.

So, why not take a gamble.

Maybe, he is the son of the real dragon who is one in a thousand.

Thinking of this, the lords began to make eye contact with other lords around them.

Especially those who are acquainted, the deal has already been reached between the eyes.

Sensing the sudden changes in the gazes of the surrounding lords and the weird atmosphere in the air, the great lord felt a thump in his heart, feeling like a duck was about to fly.

He didn't care about other things, he threw the head in his hand aside, hurriedly looked at the surrounding lords who had already negotiated with their eyes, and shouted: "This is a trick of Ming people, don't fall for their tricks."

The lords fell silent upon hearing this.

They are not idiots, how can they not see that this is Daming's scheme.

But what's the use of seeing it, if you don't have the strength to resist, you can only be a dog.

"Now I've changed my mind."

When there was silence below, Zhu Gaoyu's voice sounded again from the tower.

He raised his finger and pointed at the great lord, and said in a cold tone: "I declare: whoever presents his head in front of me, I, Da Ming, will ensure that he ascends to the throne."

Zhu Gaoyu emphasized "no matter who it is," and even asked more than a dozen translators to shout this sentence at the same time.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere below reached its peak in an instant.

(End of this chapter)