Chapter 216: The Wonderful Use of Cooling Oil

In the dense jungle, the unknown bird chirping never stopped, Huang Laosi's whole body was wrapped in pale green clothes, and when he didn't move, it was as if he was one with the jungle.

This kind of protective color in the jungle was made by Ye Kai, which is very suitable for fighting in the jungle, originally he wanted to make the jungle camouflage of later generations, but the current dye technology does not meet the requirements at all, so it can only be made all green.

But Huang Laosi preferred another thing, and he took out a small iron box from his arms, and in the box was a yellowish grease-like ointment.

He wiped a little under his nostrils and temples, and a leisurely feeling of clarity made him feel refreshed, and even the mosquitoes flying around were much less.

This is the cooling oil of later generations, which was made by Ye Kai and several old doctors, and the original cooling oil was invented by Hu Wenhu, a famous Burmese overseas Chinese, almost a hundred years later.

But there's nothing technically difficult about this thing, as long as you know the ingredients, you can try it a little bit.

The cooling oil is very effective in treating heat stroke, dizziness, fatigue, etc., which often occur in the Nanyang region, and can also avoid mosquito bites to a certain extent.

When he put the box back in his arms, Huang Laosi looked at the 'quasi-Chinese' who was squatting not far from him with a look of longing, Huang Laosi hesitated for a moment, but still threw the box to the guy.

Zhong Mudu looked very grateful, he carefully dug out a little, and wiped it under his nose and temples like Huang Laosi.

In fact, he is not called Zhong Mudu but Amudu, and the surname Zhong was only allowed to be added after he passed the Chinese language test.

In fact, Zhong Mudu had indeed heard from the old people in the clan that their ancestors were great generals from the Northern Celestial Empire.

Well, a hundred households don't seem to be a great general, no matter, anyway, the saying they passed down is that their ancestors are great generals.

Of course, the identity of this surname Zhong and the Tang people was originally not cared about, but it was just passed down by the elders of the clan.

Because the patriarch said, what are the benefits of being a Tang person?

The Tang people themselves were divided into Jiaying Prefecture people, Chaoshan people, Tong'an people, Haicheng people, etc., and often fought for the mines.

Even if they make a name after the Tang Dynasty, few people will give them any benefits, it is better to plant some land and pick some fruits honestly.

But now it's different, the Tang people in Pattani have risen, especially after the powerful chief of the Ye family came back, everyone is saying that in the future, this place will not be the Bugis and the Dutch, but the head of the Ye family.

So the patriarch and the clan elders took out the family tree in a hurry, and carried the signboard after the Tang Dynasty again.

Their Amudu family, which is now the Zhong family, has indeed benefited, and the Tang people themselves are not many, and they are not used to managing the locals, so the Zhong family naturally became the first family of Kuala Terengganu who managed tens of thousands of natives, and became the so-called quasi-Chinese.

Now all the young people in the clan are either learning Tang dialect, or they are leading the way for the Tang soldiers like him.

Their family, a family of 10,000 people, will be issued soon, because Chief Ye said that in the future, they will let their family be the foremen of some United Rubber Company.

What is United Rubber Corporation? What is Foreman? Zhong Mu didn't understand it, but he understood that it represented power.

Thinking of this, Zhong Mu felt more motivated, and suddenly, he heard the sound of tree branches breaking, and the sound of 'whirring' that imitated the sound of tigers and other fierce beasts.

This is the various beasts in the forest that the Bugis scouts are scaring in, they worship tigers, and many of them will let out a tiger-like roar!

Huang Laosi narrowed his eyes, and after Zhong Mudu's reminder, he also found that this voice was unusual, it must be someone pretending!

Gesturing to his subordinates, several people took out a few small bows and crossbows from their backs, the crossbow arrows were made of stainless steel, glowing with a cold light of bad intentions!

Four Bugis, dressed in typical Malay leather armor that covered only vital parts, approached, led by a scimitar and behind him a samurai with crossbow arrows, two machetes and small round shields for jungle combat.

Huang Laosi nodded secretly, these Bugis people really still have two brushes, although after this jungle is the boundary of Kuala Terengganu, they actually began to send scouts in their own place.

At this time, the jungle on the Malay Peninsula was far more terrifying than that of later generations, especially when an army of tens of thousands of people had to pass through the jungle, it was even more necessary to be careful.

Where there is a poisonous miasma and where the water source can be drunk needs to be ascertained in advance, and it is necessary to prevent the enemy from using the jungle to ambush him.

Because the roads in the jungle are relatively narrow, the army must pass in long columns, and if the enemy is attacked from the middle with a few elites, it is not a joke!

"Woo! Woo! The steel bolts shot out of the jungle with a terrible buzzing sound, and the leading Bugis warrior screamed and was directly hit!

The reaction of the remaining three was not to save the leading samurai, but to roll into the bushes on the side of the road as a reflex, and disappeared in an instant.

However, only two of them succeeded, and one samurai, with a round shield, was shot in the back of his right leg, and although he tried his best to suppress the pain, he still trembled uncontrollably, causing the small bushes under the bushes to shake all the time.

Damn, the five arrows only hit two people, Huang Laosi scolded secretly, and took the lead in running out of the ambushes, before the others landed, 'woo', a crossbow arrow shot from behind a big tree.

Knowing that there was still a crossbowman who was not dead, Huang Laosi made preparations in advance, he put the small round shield on his right arm in front of his head, and the person tried to open his body as much as possible, and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the crossbow bolt was a little late, and if it was shot while he was still in the air, it would probably be a lottery.

Luckily, he had already fallen to the ground before the crossbow bolt arrived, and with a "ding", the Bugis crossbow arrow, which was not of very good quality, slashed through the edge of the small round shield, and by the way scratched a little skin on his shoulder.

Several of his subordinates didn't care if Huang Laosi was injured or not, two pounced on the crossbowman behind the tree, two pounced on the place where the scimitar with a round shield disappeared, and one pounced on the injured samurai.

Before Huang Laosi got up, there was a scream from behind the tree where the crossbowman was hiding, and two Ye family soldiers with sharp Thai machetes chased a figure covered in blood and slashed.

Farther in the jungle, the branches of the trees swayed, and it seemed that the samurai who had managed to escape into the jungle had been found.

The sound of swords intersecting came, Huang Laosi was not nervous at all, if two clan soldiers wearing well-made lock armor couldn't beat a Bugis warrior, then they should die!

Sure enough, only ten seconds later, the screams of the Bugis warriors in pain came, and as for the one with the thigh wounded, he had been dragged out of the woods and was being slashed and rolled all over the ground by Zhong Mu.

Huang Laosi looked at the leading warrior who was the first to be shot down by a crossbow arrow, this guy was almost shot through the neck by a crossbow arrow, and another one was inserted in his waist, it seemed that he was hopeless.

"Don't cut Zhong Mu!" Huang Laosi hurried over and shouted to Zhong Mu, who was too excited, the leader and the two in the jungle were estimated to not survive, but they couldn't have no tongue.

"Tell me, where has the army of Sultan Ibrahim come from? Coming to the few? Huang Laosi grabbed the neck of the Bugis warrior and asked.

The Bugis warrior on the ground was pale, covered with dirt and dead branches, and his dead fish-like eyes glared at Huang Laosi fiercely without saying a word.

Want to pretend to be a good man?

Huang Laosi pulled out the dagger on his waist and stabbed it into the thigh of the Bugis warrior who was shot by a crossbow arrow!

"Ahh Oh! Yes! There was an intermittent scream, and the samurai's face was distorted, and the pressed hands scratched at the ground one after another with blood.

Huang Laosi was still not satisfied, he stabbed it again, and the Bugis warrior rolled even more, and both of them almost couldn't hold it down!

"Say it! Don't be reckless, Lao Tzu has a way to torture you! "The former Tanjia fisherman who only dared to fight with a wooden stick and didn't dare to hit his head is gone, replaced by Huang Laosi, a ruthless professional soldier.

The held down warrior stopped struggling, he shook his body like an electric shock, turned his eyes away from looking at Huang Laosi, and still didn't say a word.

"As we passed by the waterhole over there, we happened to see a forest worm, and it seemed to be very hungry, because it looked at us several times, and then came up and started to do it.

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