Chapter 1909 Opportunity Comes, Attack

Sumatra is on fire right now!

The little fisherman prince unexpectedly won, so he was excited, and then angry.

He thought of his father's tragic experience and Daming's treachery, so the flames of hatred burned blazingly in Sumatra.

First of all, there is the struggle between the old and the new factions. Due to the existence of hatred, it is endless.

The flames of war continued, and the two sides fought three decisive battles within a few days.

When standing outside the palace, looking at the men and women kneeling in front, the little fisherman prince looked bleak, lowered his head and muttered to himself for a while, and then said: "Kill!"

So the already huge rebel army rushed into the palace, screaming and screaming, blood flowing like a river.

Walking in the palace, the little fisherman prince said confidently: "Prepare for the ceremony."

After defeating the enemy, the next step, of course, is to ascend to the throne. He couldn't wait for a moment, he just wanted to sit on that chair against the bloody background.

"Ming..."

The wise man under him said with worry: "Mingren is in the old port. Although I don't know who is leading the army, Mingren will definitely interfere."

This is a conclusion drawn from the past practices of the Ming Dynasty, and it is also an inference from the influence of the re-opening of the treasure ship after Zhu Zhanji ascended the throne.

The little fisherman prince sneered, "So?"

The wise man said in a low voice, "I'm afraid that wise people will attack!"

The little fisherman prince suddenly laughed, and the rebels who were cleaning up around him also cheered, and the atmosphere was enthusiastic for a while.

In this warm atmosphere, the little fisherman prince said: "They are gone, not even a daughter. If they attack us, who will manage Sumatra?"

The wise man was melancholy, but he still pretended to be enlightened and said: "Yes! As long as we obey the Ming people, I think they don't mind changing the king."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The little fisherman prince smiled triumphantly: "Send someone to report to Jiugang, and say...the former king acted perversely and was beaten to death by the people of the kingdom."

...

"They're all dead?"

"Yes, Uncle, many corpses were dragged out of the palace, and they were all thrown into the pit. The younger ones inspected them at night, and they were all dead."

The scout was very tired, but his expression was cheered up.

"good!"

Fang Xing jumped up and said, "It's a pity! Rescue is not in a hurry, it's Ben's fault. It's just a one-time mistake. Come and get the fleet ready to go!"

...

"The rebellion killed all the family of the king of Sumatra. Uncle Ben is on a tour of the Western Ocean. How can he watch such insane people run rampant? Let's go!"

Shi Jinqing watched the fleet get farther and farther with keen eyes, and sighed: "Why doesn't uncle let us follow?"

Second Sister Shi said: "Father, we still need to prepare manpower here! When the general situation on Uncle's side is settled, our people have to go there immediately."

Shi Jinqing said gratifiedly: "I am full of fear, Sumatra will start, and this strait will belong to Ming Dynasty in the future! Let people prepare, and we will set off for Sumatra in two days."

Fang Xing was holding this idea, wanting to take this strait into his hands in a legitimate way, so he endured it last time when he went to sea, but he also planted a nail.

Fang Xing was also overjoyed when the opportunity came today.

The fleet sailed all the way, Fang Xing was planning how to solve this matter perfectly, while Li Jia was listening and muttering.

In the cabin, because the voyage time is not long, everyone is just recharging their energy and not going out for activities.

Li Jia's small flag part went to a cabin, and it was a little crowded.

When there are too many people, the smell of feet, coughing, talking... These are like magic sounds that make people headache.

"My lord, Sumatra was originally supposed to be the prince. Why don't we help him and beat him?"

Qian Duo felt that Fang Xing's behavior was a bit treacherous, "Da Ming should be the teacher of the king, why don't we scold him in an upright manner? The little fisherman will definitely not dare to talk too much, and he will listen to Da Ming in everything."

This trip is going to Sumatra, and the reason is also mentioned,

Some soldiers who knew the details were talking about it, but most of them were happy.

Li Jia was dozing off and couldn't be bothered, so he said casually, "How can it be so simple? The little fisherman and his son were lucky, but they persecuted the former prince terribly. This is a grievance."

"Then what does their grievances have to do with us?"

Qian Duo was injured on the grassland, and he was rewarded for his meritorious service, but it was not enough to get promoted.

Moreover, the promotion in Jubaoshanwei is not only based on military achievements, but also on ability, so Qian Duo has a lot of problems recently.

Li Jia closed his eyes, trying hard to rest himself.

"My lord, tell me!"

Qian Duo refused to give up, he wanted to work hard to learn all kinds of knowledge, and when he made meritorious service again in the future, he would have a better chance of being promoted.

"I also hope that you can be promoted, but you talk too much."

Li Jia said helplessly: "These are all vassal states of the Ming Dynasty, do you understand the vassal states? They just want to obey Daming's words and not obey..."

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"Beat me if you don't listen!"

Five days later, when the fleet slowly docked, Wang He asked how to deal with those remaining forces.

Holding the handle of the knife, Fang Xing looked at the natives kneeling and kowtowing on the shore, and said, "Rebellious people can't help but kill, but I believe most people are obedient. There is not much cultivated land here, but at least it can survive." With some food, we will be able to replenish the fleet at that time..."

There is no good port here, and it is difficult for treasure ships to pass by, but warships do not have this taboo.

Fang Xing got down on the warship, pointed to the distance as soon as it touched the shore and said, "Use the fastest speed, and anyone who dares to escape along the way to report the news will be killed without exception, attack!"

As soon as the soldiers landed, their bodies were still shaking, and they began to assemble the whole team, and then assigned tasks, and rushed over immediately.

Fang Xing had a horse anyway, and after getting on the horse, he led his servants and Wang He and walked slowly forward.

There was almost no chance of using force along the way. When the natives saw the Ming army, they all knelt on the side and did not dare to lift their heads.

After marching smoothly for half a day, Fang Xing ordered to speed up when he saw that the number of houses in front of him gradually increased.

The heavy footsteps startled the natives, and they all came out to check. When they saw that it was the Ming army, everyone was shocked.

Someone was screaming, someone was running back.

There was only the sound of footsteps, other than that, the trotting troop was silent.

And it was this silence that frightened the natives.

At this moment Fang Xing didn't care about these natives, and just led them all the way to the palace.

When the palace could be seen, more than 3,000 people appeared in front of them.

These people held all kinds of weapons and barely formed a formation under the scolding of several officers.

"Hey! How dare you stop him?"

The soldiers needed to calm their breath, otherwise their movements would be distorted, so Fang Xing did not immediately order an attack, but brought his servants to the front with great interest.

Two people came out from there, one of them was holding a long knife behind him, while the legs of the person in front were trembling, and he was forced to come slowly by the person behind him.

After the distance between the two sides narrowed, the person in front shouted, "Why did the army of the Shang Kingdom come here?"

Fang Xing was stunned, Wang He said proudly beside him: "Xing Hebo, these people are not very obedient!"

So Fang Xing smiled, and said to the man, "Ben, Fang Xing."

The man was probably an interpreter. After hearing this, he knelt on the ground and shouted: "Uncle, please forgive me..."

The person behind him picked him up and asked him a question. The interpreter struggled and said a few words, and then...

Fang Xing drew out his long knife and pointed it forward. Just as he was about to order an assault, the man behind the interpreter suddenly yelled, turned around and ran away.

The already loose formation immediately collapsed after hearing the shouts. Most of the miscellaneous troops fled, while a few discarded their weapons and knelt on the ground begging for surrender.

Fang Xing was startled, and then ordered: "Half the chase, half control the palace!"