On Ceylon Island, in Dhahran City, which is only fifty miles away from the Lion City, the Arabs from the Middle East looked in horror at the Ming people who surrounded them.
They really didn't understand how they had offended these Ming people, so much so that they actually raised an army to attack them.
In the past two years, many merchant ships from the Ming Dynasty have arrived in Ceylon. They knew that the Ming Dynasty was still far away from Ceylon. How could the good Ming Dynasty people attack them?
"Fire!"
Chen Lin looked at the small town in front of him. It was inferior to the small counties of the Ming Dynasty, and he felt more confident about conquering Ceylon Island.
The Sinhalese people here are too useless. They can't even attack such a small town. They can't drive out the Persians and Middle Easterners. It can be imagined that the strength of these Sinhalese people is not very good.
It is not difficult to capture the entire island of Ceylon. Five thousand people are enough.
"Boom! Boom~"
As Chen Lin's order was issued, thirty artillery pieces began to spray out blazing flames at the artillery position. With the billowing smoke rising, artillery shells flew towards the city of Dalan.
"Boom~"
In the city of Dhahran, the Middle Easterners suddenly ran away with their heads in their hands and screamed in terror.
Under the terrible shell attack, ruins and ruins were everywhere in a blink of an eye.
"attack!"
Chen Lin waved the sword in his hand, and his men came under the city wall with neat steps and the sound of drums.
"Bang~"
Soon, bursts of intensive gunfire rang out, like fried beans. The Middle Easterners on the top of the city couldn't even raise their heads. If they showed their heads, they would basically be killed.
Bows, arrows, and muskets were thrown at them for free.
Then at the city gate, there was a terrifying loud noise, the city gate was blown open, and the Ming army poured in like a tide.
An hour later, the fighting in the city was basically over. The Middle Easterners were similar to the Persians, and they chose to surrender very wisely and decisively.
Just like here in the Lion City, all the people in the Middle East were put on anklets and bracelets, demoted as slaves, and shipped to Southeast Asia to grow sugar cane. As for the wealth of Dhahran City, it became the spoils of Western joint trading companies.
The news quickly spread back to the Lion City.
"Haha, Dalan City was also captured very smoothly."
"We have cleared away the influence of the Middle East and Persians on the island of Ceylon, and then we will take action against the Sinhalese and Tamils on the island after taking a rest."
After receiving the news, I laughed happily. It was unexpectedly smooth. There were almost no casualties and the harvest was full. This business can be done, and it is also very addictive.
"I think we can rest for a few days, abandon Dhahran City first, repair the Lion City, expand the port here, and gain a firm foothold."
Prime Minister Feng looked at the map of Ceylon Island and pondered carefully.
"Although the Tamils on the island are smaller in number and control a smaller territory, they are more united. Although the Sinhalese are larger in number and larger in territory, they are not united with each other. The strongest and most powerful Kingdom of Koti is because their king
Viropalaglambahu VIII usurped the throne and became the king, so other Sinhalese people did not agree with him."
"We can use this to make a fuss and send people to contact those who oppose Vero. When the time comes, we will attack the Kingdom of Koti together. After destroying the Kingdom of Koti, we will clean up these small forces one by one."
After hearing what Xiang Feng said, Zhu Benduan and Hu Xian also looked at the map carefully and nodded.
They are businessmen, and how to obtain the maximum benefit at the minimum cost is the real way of doing business.
If you foolishly attack the Kingdom of Koti directly, it is not impossible to win. You may suffer some casualties, and it will also make other remaining forces extremely vigilant.
What they want to do is to conquer the entire island of Ceylon, so all the forces, large and small, must be cleaned up.
"Well, let's do it this way."
"If anyone is disobedient, notify Chen Lin to give them a slap on the wrist and let them know how powerful we Ming people are."
Hu Xian thought for a while and expressed his support.
Intimidation and inducement, wooing the enemy's opponents, all kinds of methods are used, anyway, as long as you can win.
Soon, someone rode on horseback to various parts of Ceylon Island to contact various forces on Ceylon Island. At the same time, Hu Xian directly sent a team to Galle, the capital of the Koti Kingdom.
In the palace in Galle, the capital of the Koti Kingdom, Vero was sitting on his throne enjoying singing and dancing. As he got older, he no longer liked fighting and killing, but instead liked to appreciate singing, dancing, art and the like.
Ever since he killed his nephew to usurp the throne more than ten years ago, he has been always on guard. For this reason, he has built temples aggressively and strongly supported the development of Buddhism, hoping to wash away his sins.
"Report~"
At this time, someone hurried to the palace and shouted anxiously.
"Disappointment~"
Vero frowned slightly. He hated being disturbed when he was enjoying singing and dancing, but obviously something big must have happened, otherwise he wouldn't be disturbed at this time.
"Tell me~"
Willow paused his singing and dancing and asked.
"Persians and Middle Easterners on the southwest coast were attacked by the Ming Dynasty. The Lion City and Dhahran City were occupied by the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty also sent people to our Kingdom of Koti."
The visitor said hurriedly.
The Ming people were so powerful that the Koti Kingdom had never been able to drive out the Middle Easterners and Persians. The Ming people easily drove them out in almost the blink of an eye, and even captured their cities.
"People from Ming Dynasty?"
"They took over both Lion City and Dhahran City?"
When Vero heard this, he was immediately shocked.
Since taking power, Willow has attacked the Persian City of Lion and the Middle Eastern City of Dhahran more than once, but they all ended in failure, and each time a large number of men were lost.
Therefore, he was very aware of the strength of the Persians and Middle Easterners, otherwise he would not have allowed them to build cities and occupy one side of the coast.
Of course, these Middle Easterners and Persians only came to the Island of Ceylon to do business and had no intention of expanding their territory significantly, so he acquiesced to their existence.
Who would have thought that now, the Ming Dynasty people would actually come and wipe out the Middle Easterners and Persians with ease, and both the Lion City and Dalan City were occupied together.
"How many people from Ming Dynasty came?"
"How many troops do they have?"
Willow walked away anxiously, thought about it and asked quickly.
"A lot of people are coming. There are hundreds of ships. I'm afraid there are thousands of troops."
His men quickly replied.
"Thousands of troops?"
Wei Luo frowned deeply, thought for a while and said, "Bring the envoys from the Ming Dynasty here and see what they say first."
Vero always felt that something was wrong. If Persians and Middle Easterners were considered wolves of wealth, this Ming people gave him the impression that they were tigers.
Soon, several Ming people came to Wei Luo's palace.
Yang Zhao came to the palace of the Kingdom of Koti and carefully observed the palace of the Kingdom of Koti along the way. It was said to be a palace, but in fact it was not even comparable to the houses of wealthy families in the south of the Ming Dynasty.
The building is not tall, nor is it artistic, and the construction is very ordinary.
But like all countries in Southeast Asia and the West, they all like to decorate their houses with gold, silver, jewelry, jade, jade and the like.
As the palace of the most powerful kingdom of the Sinhalese people, the palace here also makes extensive use of this.
Thins made of gold filled the walls, bricks made of silver were paved on the floor, and gems of various colors, all of the highest quality, were inlaid everywhere, shining with charming light.
They seem to use all their wealth to decorate their houses, which look magnificent but give people a nondescript feeling.
Soon, Yang Zhao saw Wei Luo. As the king of the Koti Kingdom, he was also neatly dressed, wearing gold and silver, and jewels that were eye-catching.
The ministers of the surrounding Koti Kingdom were also dressed in similar outfits. It seemed that only in this way could they appear to be wealthy and noble.
"Yang Zhao of the Ming Dynasty United Western Trading Company met His Majesty the King~"
Seeing Wei Luo, Yang Zhao bowed slightly.
Well, it is naturally impossible to kneel down and worship. As a noble Ming Dynasty man, he is not qualified to kneel down to the king of the Koti Kingdom, and he is not qualified.
"Bold~Why don't you kneel down when you see our king?"
Yang Zhao's move also immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of Wei Luo's ministers, and someone immediately stood up and shouted loudly.
"I am a noble Ming citizen. Except for our Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, no one else has the right to make me kneel down."
Yang Zhao straightened his back slightly and said very proudly.
"Forget it~"
Wei Luo looked at Yang Zhao, waved his hand slightly and said, "You don't have to be polite, you Ming people came to our island of Ceylon this time, why are you here?"
Wei Luo saw that it was true that people from the Ming Dynasty were not kind when they came, and good people never came.
"Your Majesty the King, we, the Western United Trading Company, are here on behalf of the merchants of the Ming Dynasty. We would like to ask you a few things."
Yang Zhao still looks very cool. The reason he came here this time is to find trouble, so that he can become famous.
"How many things?"
When Wei Luo heard this, he thought for a moment and said, "Aren't you an envoy from the Ming Dynasty?"
He had always thought that the other party was an envoy from the Ming Dynasty. After trying for a long time, it turned out that the other party was not an envoy sent by the Ming Dynasty.
"No~"
Yang Zhao said very decisively.
"Tell me, what are those things?"
Wei Luo immediately felt slightly relieved. As long as it was not the Ming Dynasty, that would be fine. He had already heard about the power of the Ming Dynasty. If the Ming Dynasty wanted to attack him, then he should consider his retreat.
"The first thing is, why don't you allow me, a merchant from the Ming Dynasty, to do business? Why are these gems only sold to Persians and Middle Easterners?"
"The second thing is, when I, a businessman from the Ming Dynasty, came to do business, why was he deliberately made things difficult, his goods seized, and heavy taxes imposed?"
Yang Zhao looked at Wei Luo and asked in an extremely stern tone.
