"The city lord attacked Ming merchants, and the Celestial Empire sent heavenly soldiers to punish the city lord..."

"The Lord of Sishui City harmed the people, and tomorrow the dynasty will revive the people and save the people..."

Under the deliberate propaganda of hundreds of Ming merchants in the city, the natives of Surabaya City have learned that "the great dynasty is coming". Whether it is true or false, for those who have been oppressed by the Matalan people in the past twenty years,

For the natives, this is obviously the opportunity they have been waiting for.

"Kill them all!"

Even without waiting for Wei Yunmei and others to come forward to encourage them, the slaves in the city took action on their own, and many of them were monks who had been domineering in Brahmin temples or Buddhist temples in the past. This was what they had been waiting for, hoping for the stars and the moon.

What an opportunity.

Perhaps these slaves were slaves before they were conquered by the Green Cult in Surabaya. They had been tamed long ago and had no interest in freedom. However, there were also many people who wanted to take advantage of the situation. They cheered and hacked the horses to death with knives and sticks.

They steal their belongings, rape their women, and burn down their houses. These people are the best at taking advantage of the situation.

They are definitely not good at fighting, but they definitely have talent for taking advantage of the opportunity to cause chaos. Moreover, they are trying to steal their master, and they have been bullied by their masters in the past.

Wei Yunmei and the others selected strong men from the Ming and Shang Dynasties to form a team of about two hundred people. At the same time, they gathered more than a thousand slaves. These slaves, with their strong appearance and strength, could also be put to some use.

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At the same time, the Japanese in the Japanese town also took out more than 500 men, equipped with Japanese swords and iron cannons. Before the Japanese left the Japanese town, slaves reported their news to the heavenly soldiers of the Chinese Empire.

In fact, Musashi didn't know what was happening in the city at all. The riots of the slaves forced him to strengthen vigilance to prevent the riots from spreading to Japanese towns. This also prevented him from learning the information from the outside. Even until he went out,

All I know is that the other party is a group of "pirates" with one to two hundred people.

When he learned that the city had invited Japanese mercenaries, Wei Yunmei had to deal with it cautiously. While he ordered people to drag two cannons from the port, he led a team of more than a thousand people and took the initiative to attack.

"We'll stay here!"

Pointing to the small bridge over the river, Wei Yunmei said.

"As long as we block the Japanese on the other side of the river, the problem will be half done. We'll beat them up first, and then negotiate with them!"

In the past half year, Wei Yunmei had gotten to know the Japanese somewhat. They had various identities, including businessmen, sailors, and ronin warriors. But one thing that was certain was that they were just a group of mercenaries who worked hard for money.

As long as you give them a painful beating and promise them a sum of money, they will definitely betray you immediately.

Let's fight an ambush first. The terrain may not be suitable for an ambush, but blocking across the river is definitely no problem.

Commanding more than two hundred "soldiers" and more than a thousand slaves and servants under his command, Wei Yunmei set up a position directly on the other side of the river, which was a must-pass for the Japanese.

Unfortunately, their military strength was very poor, with only more than fifty flintlock muskets, more than a hundred matchlocks, and some simple swords and guns. The slaves even brought farm tools such as sickles.

"Captain, place the cannon under the stilts of the house, with the muzzle facing the bridge. When they are crossing the bridge, fire a cannon. You can kill at least ten or twenty of them."

Zhao Nianzong pointed to the bamboo tower at the end of the bridge and said.

"Okay, that's it!"

Finally, after arranging everything and waiting for more than half an hour, I finally saw the shadow of the Japanese.

Like Wei Yunmei and the others, the Japanese also brought four to five hundred natives. Together, a team of about a thousand people came to kill them. As in the past, the natives walked at the front and the Japanese at the back.

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"These Japanese!"

Wei Yunmei cursed.

"You actually use the natives as cannon fodder."

It's no wonder, be it Ming people or Japanese people, everyone comes from afar, so if you can use cannon fodder, you will definitely use it. When you can use cannon fodder, you definitely don't have to work hard.

Musashi's idea was good, and he executed it well. The natives took the lead and served as cannon fodder, while he held the line at the back. The problem was... there was a problem with his path.

Because the road on the other side turned a corner, they were exposed as they passed by. Zhao Nianzong, who was hiding under the bamboo building, immediately signaled the gunner to adjust the muzzle and aim at the Japanese in the rear.

When he saw the natives about to touch the wooden bridge, he personally lit the cannon and twisted it.

With a "boom", hundreds of lead bullets roared towards the other side, hitting the Japanese. Even though they were three to four hundred meters apart, the flying shotshells still easily penetrated their bodies.

There were bloody holes all over his body.

A dozen Japanese fell to the ground immediately.

"They have cannons! Get down!"

nonsense!

Before Musashi and the others could react, Wei Yunmei over there saw hundreds of natives rushing towards the bridge, and he shouted:

"put!"

Nearly two hundred muskets immediately fired at the natives, knocking down more than twenty of them in an instant. The natives were frightened and fled towards both sides of the bridge.

"Follow me and kill him!"

After a volley of fire, seeing dozens of natives rushing across the bridge, Wei Yunmei immediately led twenty of his armored subordinates and slashed at them with his sword.

Even though he was a poor boy, Wei Yunmei never regarded himself as an ordinary maritime businessman. When training sailors, he deliberately taught them to work in teams of three to cover each other's attacks. In fact, most of the time, it was Zhao Nianzong who was training.

This kind of teamwork is very useful on ships and in narrow streets. At this time, they cooperated with each other to kill the natives, just like chopping melons and vegetables. It only took a single glance to kill the natives.

The dozens of natives were chopped to the ground.

But Musashi and the others on the other side of the river were all dumbfounded!

Is this a pirate?

When did pirates become so particular about rules and regulations?

"They are wearing Ming-style black armor!"

In the crowd, someone shouted.

Nonsense, who doesn’t know, this is Ming-style black armor, one piece only costs six taels of silver. Of course, this is the price sold to people in the Ming Dynasty. For outsiders, it starts at nine taels, and it also depends on the person. Not every foreigner

Anyone can buy such armor. I want Ming to sell it privately. Sorry, this thing is registered. A person can only buy one piece within five years.

Of course, even so, as long as you spend a little more money, you can always buy one. Musashi and the others bought it, but those armors were sold to Japan at a high price. In Surabaya, there is a need for such things.

At this time, they were all dumbfounded.

"No, the three-wat gun will definitely not be able to penetrate the black armor. We have been fooled now..."

"That's right, he said it was just a group of pirates, but he didn't say it was a group of pirates wearing armor!"

"Since when did pirates have armor?"

Just when the people around were complaining that the city lord did not tell the truth, the natives on the other side of the river took the initiative to run out and shouted:

"Everyone listen, the Matalan people demolished our temples and killed our monks. The Ming Dynasty heard about their atrocities and specially sent their heavenly troops to rescue us. The Ming Dynasty's army is our friend. Everyone, follow your friends.

Go kill the horses and beat the blue men!"

Musashi and the others, who have lived here for decades, can certainly understand what the natives are saying.

What?

Great tomorrow?

Heavenly soldiers?

Are those people the heavenly soldiers of the Ming Dynasty?

In an instant, Musashi and the others were all dumbfounded, and Apuwang was also dumbfounded. He never expected that the Ming Dynasty would send troops to punish him.

How is this possible?

I just robbed some Mingshang. It was okay to rob them in the past, but why is there something wrong now?

"Your Excellency City Lord, what is going on?"

Musashi immediately asked loudly.

"I, I don't know, Mr. Musashi, I just robbed a few Ming people's goods. How, how could I attract the Ming Dynasty's army?"

Okay, everything is explained.

Almost at the moment Apuwang finished speaking, Musashi's eyes flashed with cold light, and with a "swish" sound, he pulled out the Japanese sword with his right hand, and while Apuwang was still explaining, he chopped off his head with one blow.

"We must not fight against the Ming Dynasty, otherwise we will die without a burial place. Is there a white flag?"

"White flag? What white flag?"

"White cloth! Is there any white cloth?"

White cloth? I would bring a white cloth with me when I have nothing to do when I go out. Could it be that I am mourning? However, when faced with the test of life and death, human wisdom is infinite, and someone soon thought of a solution.
Chapter completed!