The saying that there is strength in numbers is applicable at all times.

As for the nonsense of planning to destroy the people of his own family, if the population is insufficient, and then introducing the population of other countries' ethnic groups, except for the brick family and the beasts can shout out, no one in normal people will have this kind of thought.

Who the fuck has the same heart as you, you don't have a little bit of a count in your own heart?

No wonder Emperor Chongzhen said that there is no cure for brain damage.

Of course, the current Ming Dynasty does not have this kind of brain-dead.

Even if there is, it is impossible to escape the fate of being buried in the soil by Brother Pingtou.

Zhu Yujian now deeply understands the correctness of the saying that there is great power in numbers.

Didn't you want to carve a few stone tablets?

No problem, there are always a few of these thousands of soldiers, and in just one afternoon, four or five stone tablets have been chiseled out.

Buried, scattered, buried, buried deep, and threw some porcelain rags or something inside, especially the pieces that were broken when they were at sea and didn't have time to throw into the sea, they had to be thrown inside.

This is evidence from ancient times.

Zhu Yujian's three guys who turned into cultural relics counterfeiters were having fun, but Li Hongji ran over out of breath.

Zhu Yujian said curiously: "What's wrong?" ”

Li Hongji arched his hand and said: "Your Highness, the original barbarians on this island have been found, and there are also some red-haired ghosts on this big island. ”

Zhu Yujian's face remained unchanged, but he sneered: "What are these two groups doing? ”

Li Hongji said with a strange face: "Back to Your Highness, according to the report of the spies, the red-haired ghost is attacking those barbarians, and the barbarians are about to be unable to hold on."

It's just that, according to the spies, most of the weapons used by those barbarians are still stones, if it weren't for the small number of those red-haired ghosts, I'm afraid that the barbarians would have died long ago. ”

Zhu Yujian's heart was really similar to what Lao Tzu guessed.

These red-haired ghosts, if they don't clean up, they won't be honest - I've long heard that these people are not honest in Lingnan, and they can be regarded as obedient and obedient when they are cleaned up by the county order.

Judging by this situation, these red-haired ghosts are here to grab the territory of Daming!

How the fuck can you bear this?

Zhu Yujian was about to speak, but Zhu Zhuohong, who had never had any brains, opened his mouth and asked, "Uncle Wang, who are we going to fight?" Or are they all gone? ”

Ignoring Zhu Zhuohong, who was missing a string in his head, Zhu Yujian asked instead: "What do those barbarians look like?" Doesn't it look like those monkeys in the South Seas? ”

This sentence can stop Li Hongji.

The spy only said that a group of people who were obviously barbarians fought to the death of those red-haired ghosts in the West, but did not say what these barbarians looked like.

What are the red-haired ghosts, just look at the ones who are now mixed in Daming, anyway, one by one's eye sockets are deeply sunken, and they are obviously alive and kicking in the world soon.

What do these barbarians look like?

With a wry smile, Li Hongji said: "Your Highness, the spies didn't make it clear what those barbarians looked like, and the villain didn't dare to make a judgment. ”

Zhu Yujian sneered: "You personally bring people to help, just help those barbarians to take care of the red-haired ghosts first, and then take a good look at what those barbarians look like."

If it's similar to those Fanbang barbarians in Nanyang, bring it to see the king.

If it's like those red-haired ghosts, this king doesn't want to see them anymore. Got it? ”

Li Hongji immediately bowed down and said, "Yes, the villain understands!" ”

After Li Hongji ordered all the soldiers and horses and left, Zhu Zhuohong asked: "Uncle Wang, just get rid of them all, isn't this big island ours?" ”

Zhu Yujian said: "And then? ”

Zhu Zhuohong was stunned when he was asked, and asked stupidly, "What?" ”

Zhu Yujian said: "What about after they are all killed?" If those barbarians have tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands, what are we doing with a few thousand people?

Besides, since we are barbarians, we must be familiar with this big island, wouldn't it be better than us exploring from scratch like this? ”

After finishing speaking, Zhu Yujian's expression also became a little strange and said: "Even if you get it to build a city for us, isn't it still a good free labor?" Why can't you use your brain? ”

Zhu Zhuohong was a little unconvinced: "Then how did Uncle Wang know that those barbarians would help us?" ”

This time, without waiting for Zhu Yujian to explain, Zhu Cunji spoke: "That's why Uncle Wang asked what those barbarians looked like just now."

If it is similar to those barbarians in Nanyang, let's say that they are the remnants of Yin Shang or Ji Zhou, if some of the barbarians who are still using stones can't fool us, we will inevitably be too incompetent.

If it's the same as those red-haired ghosts, it's really not easy to explain, so Uncle Wang said that they should be disposed of together. ”

Zhu Zhuohong suddenly gave a thumbs up and said, "Uncle Wang is clever!" ”

Zhu Yujian said reservedly at this time: "No, no, no, it's really a good teaching from Your Majesty." ”

Zhu Zhuohong and Zhu Cunji both wanted to ask Zhu Yujian, what did Emperor Chongzhen teach, and why were they all shameless tricks?

When the three of them were discussing, Li Hongji had already taken two thousand households and walked towards the location mentioned by the spies.

It's just that Li Hongji's luck really can't tell whether it's good or bad, and when he arrived at the place where the two groups were fighting, the barbarians were almost dead.

In fact, the red-haired ghosts are almost dead.

It's basically a lose-lose game.

The sudden appearance of the two thousand households broke the final balance between the red-haired ghosts and the indigenous barbarians.

The hearts of the indigenous barbarians were already in despair.

The appearance of so many people in full armor does not look like a good stubble, and the weapons in their hands are very similar to those used by the red-haired ghosts.

This means that these people who appeared later are likely to be in the same group as the red-haired ghost in front of them.

Even if it's not, it should be a relative, just by looking at the excitement on the faces of the red-haired ghosts opposite.

The red-haired ghost is indeed quite happy.

These people who suddenly appeared, basically all the people who mixed up at sea, belonged to the group that could not be provoked.

At first glance, this group of people is the regular army of the Ming Royal Navy, and they appear here in full armor, and they are probably also here for the big island.

But there is one point, compared to those natives, they can be regarded as members of the civilized world no matter what, and they can talk to the Royal Navy of the Ming Dynasty.

After all, they are all civilized people.

Li Hongji, who was considered a civilized person by the red-haired ghosts, did a very uncivilized thing.

As soon as the Ming army appeared, the red-haired ghosts and barbarians, who were already almost dead, stopped together.

And when he saw that those barbarians looked quite similar to the barbarians in Nanyang - they were a little darker, a little thinner, their noses were a little collapsed, and the rest were still a little human, Li Hongji was happy in his heart.

What did His Highness command?

As long as these barbarians are similar to the barbarians of the South Seas, bring them back and see them.

There is no need to fight with the two forces at the same time, Li Hongji is also secretly relieved - although he is not necessarily afraid, it is better to make fewer enemies or fewer enemies.

Looking at the red-haired ghost opposite, Li Hongji said to the interpreter: "Ask who they are, and how many are there with them on the island?" ”

After changing several languages, the interpreter finally caught up with the red-haired ghosts opposite.

And the honesty of the red-haired ghosts is far beyond Li Hongji's imagination: "My lord, the red-haired ghosts on the opposite side are from Honan, there are about 300 in total, and they belong to the exiled. ”

Henan people? Damn, Henan people are exactly the same Yanhuang nobles as Lao Tzu, when did they grow into such a ghost like you?

Zheng Zhilong, who didn't like it in his heart, immediately raised his hand and shouted, "Ready!" Target: Red-haired ghost! ”

What Li Hongji shouted, the red-haired ghosts on the other side didn't know, but the actions of the Ming Royal Navy showed one thing - they regarded their people as enemies.

The red-haired ghost leader who had rushed through countless divine beasts in his heart hurriedly shouted, "No! My friend, we are all gentlemen of the civilized world, gentlemen!

The island is big enough for all of us to share together! Even if you don't want to, then for God's sake, it is enough to give us a place to live, and we are willing to pay taxes, and your Emperor will definitely agree! ”

Li Hongji was confused by a series of muttering words on the other side, and asked the interpreter: "What did that guy say?" ”

After the interpreter repeated the original words, Li Hongji said: "What is a gentleman?" Civilized? Lao Tzu doesn't know a few words, can these red-haired ghosts still recognize them? ”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the interpreter to translate his words, Li Hongji's raised hand waved down heavily, and at the same time shouted: "Release!" ”

After a bang of gunshots, there was no longer a single red-haired ghost standing in the fenced field.

The barbarians were bewildered by this change.

After dealing with these red-haired ghosts for a long time, even if it is a fight between the two sides under the hostility of life and death, the barbarians can probably understand the words of the red-haired ghosts.

Originally, after hearing the words of the red-haired ghosts, I thought that the other party was here to help the red-haired ghosts who destroyed their homes, but the result was beyond the expectations of their own side.

The other party not only did not help the red-haired ghosts, but disposed of them all.

Ignoring the already stunned barbarians, Li Hongji instead ordered: "Go and mend the knife, don't cheat to death!" Bow your head, get back to the beach and build a Beijing view to have fun! ”

Since Emperor Chongzhen was addicted to building the capital view, the whole Ming army has liked this kind of naked declaration of force.

Just when a soldier from a hundred households put away his fire gun and stepped forward to mend his sword, Li Hongji instructed the interpreter again: "Tell those barbarians, let them go with Lao Tzu, His Royal Highness is gracious today, and he wants to see them." ”

After listening to the interpreter's words, one of the barbarians, who was obviously in the position of leader, came out and said: "What are you here to do to help our benefactor?" ”

The interpreter translated the barbarian's words to Li Hongji.

Li Hongji said: "Tell them that we came here to establish a country on behalf of His Majesty the Great Emperor Chongzhen, and we have no intention of offending their place of residence."

The specific things will be known when their leader meets His Highness, and this is not something that I can decide. ”

The leader of the barbarians finally agreed to Li Hongji's proposal, intending to follow him to meet the king they called him.

After all, it is an instinctive human behavior to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Originally, he almost beat people's brains into dog brains with the red-haired ghosts, but it was because after their tribe accepted these people, these people wanted to occupy their own tribe and kill their own tribe's people.

These people in front of them are obviously different from the red-haired ghosts, and this group of people is enough to be called civilized people in the mouth of the red-haired ghosts.

If it weren't for the hundreds of people who were busy chopping people's heads to death—I don't know what they were cutting off their heads for.

Is it to keep the souls of these red-haired ghosts from resting?

After seeing the king in the mouth of this group, the barbarian leader was still deeply shocked by the young man of this king.

Shouldn't the king of a tribe be the bravest and wisest?

The king in front of him could be called extremely thin compared to the warrior just now—although he looked stronger than the strongest warriors in his tribe and those red-haired ghosts.

And through the continuous paraphrasing of the translation, when the barbarian leader knew that this king who commanded so many warriors was just a very ordinary king under their emperor, and that there were countless such kings under the emperor, the barbarian leader had a certain understanding of the word emperor for the first time.

That is the existence of gods, otherwise, there is no way to explain why so many warriors have run so far because of his words, even if they encounter the waves that will only fall when the heavens are angry.

Their tall bodies show that they are not lacking in ****** equipment and gorgeous clothes that people can't even imagine if they can't even break their heads, and show how rich they are.

And their seemingly graceful movements are even more fascinating, and at the same time show how noble they have been raised.

Anyway, I've never seen such a god-like figure.

It's just that they can't figure out why they are keen to cut off people's heads, even if they cut off people's heads gracefully.

But soon, the barbarian leader's doubts were solved.

These warriors piled the bodies of the headless red-haired ghosts together, stacking them layer upon layer, while constantly filling in the earth.

Until it looks like a hill.

At the top of the hill was the severed head.

Then they carved a wooden board full of square-shaped symbols, not sure if it was their words or if it was used to suppress the spirits of the red-haired ghosts.

At this time, the barbarian leader's heart became more and more worried.

Fighting with a team of red-haired ghosts with only a few hundred people, that is to survive, it can be called desperate.

But working hard with the god-like team in front of you is not called desperate, but playing hard.

Risking your life to play.