When the drums of the buffalo skin drums and the horns of the bull horns echoed in the heavens and the earth, when the hundreds of thousands of Mataran people held all kinds of rudimentary weapons in their hands, and shouted in the local language to attack Xinhengzhou and slaughter the Han people in the city, they did not know that two days earlier, a reinforcement army had arrived from the other side of the strait.

The size of this support army is not large, but it is only a thousand people, but these thousand troops are the most elite troops of the Zhou State that is closed on the island of Sumatra.

Among the countries, the Zhou State is not strong, or even rich, the Zhou King Zhu Lunqi is neither like the King of Qin who has a good brother, nor like the Gui State who has a good father-in-law, but compared to them, Zhu Lunqi is more like the king of the expansion industry, after the Zhou Kingdom, in the face of the strong Aceh, he did not take the initiative to attack, but did everything possible to make friends with each other - for his three sons to marry the Aceh concubine, even in the case of Aceh ruled by a female sultan, frequent civil wars, and a serious weakening of the central power, he did not take the initiative to expand, Instead, through marriage, they befriended all parties within Aceh, making Zhou their allies rather than enemies.

And in this process, the territory of the Zhou State is also constantly expanding - those people are willing to cede land to the Zhou State in order to obtain the support of the Zhou State, and the Zhou State relies on this elite cavalry of a thousand people!

Cavalry!

Who would have thought that the Zhou State, which was founded in Nanyang, would actually use cavalry as the main force, and the reason for this is precisely because there is no cavalry in Nanyang countries, and in many cases this cavalry can rampage on the battlefield, and in the battle with the Aceh female Sudan army, it has repeatedly hit the Aceh army, further weakening the power of Aceh and expanding the Zhou State.

And now, this cavalry appeared in Gui State, ten days ago, when the envoy of Gui State appeared in the court of Zhou State, Zhou King Zhu Lunqi did not hesitate to make the decision to send troops, of course, this soldier is not sent in vain, in return, in the next few years, Gui State will provide Zhou State with 50,000 stone rice every year.

"Fifty Thousand Stone ......"

Thinking of his father's bid, Zhu Shicho, as the commander of the cavalry battalion, raised the corners of his lips, and then sneered.

"It's a shame that my father can come up with it, no matter how poor Zhou Guo is, he won't be short of such a little rice."

"Shizi, 50,000 stone rice, ten years is 500,000 stone, with these 500,000 stone rice, my Great Zhou in the next ten years, can settle 100,000 immigrants, there are 100,000 immigrants, my Great Zhou can become a great country in Zhuxia......"

Zhao Mingfu, who was wearing a suit of armor, could not see the slightest weakness of a scholar, two years ago at the invitation of the King of Zhou, he came to the Zhou State like many scholars from Beizhili, although he was a scholar, but in the face of the reality that there were all the savages around him, he had to pick up the sword, and then put on the armor.

People will always change, the environment of the Zhou State has changed him, making him a martial artist, although he still regards himself as a literati, but for his own fiefdom, Zhao Mingfu does not mind, and uses the sword to suppress the barbarians and appease the people, to preach and educate.

"100,000 households ......"

Zhu Shijun's gaze narrowed slightly, and he did not show the slightest emotion, since he first went into battle at the age of 17 last year, and after killing the enemy for the first time, he learned to hide his emotions.

100,000 households!

This was the goal set by the father and his courtiers.

100,000 households, 100,000 children can be born every year, 50 years later, the Great Zhou will be a big country with millions of households, at that time, the Great Zhou will be able to unify Su Island, and all the barbarians on Su Island will be educated into Han.

"At that time, perhaps, there will be no need to personally lead the troops like now!"

Zhu Shicho thought so in his heart, and when he thought of his newborn son, the corners of his lips lifted, and he secretly thought to himself, perhaps, when he grew up, he would no longer need to lead troops like him.

"Report to the commander, Ma Yi has begun to assemble!"

After the scout's report, the cavalry that had been hiding in the woods began to move slowly, and the horses ridden by the cavalry of the Zhou State were hybrids between Burmese horses and Arabian horses in Pingnan Province, which were more suitable for the rainy environment of the South Seas than Mongolian horses.

Finally, they came to the edge of the rainforest, Zhu Shijun coldly watched Ma Dalan gather outside the city of Xinhengzhou, looking at the dozen or so war elephants, he just smiled coldly, completely ignoring them, they have their own ways to deal with war elephants.

On the edge of the rainforest, there are still several corpses of native soldiers. This is the sentry of the natives, maybe the natives seem savage, but it doesn't mean that they are idiots, they also know how to place sentries on the flanks. It's just that in the battle with the Acehnese, the Zhou army has learned how to deal with the Turen, and in this cavalry, there are dozens of naturalized Tuyi, who have lived in the rainforest for generations, and what they are best at is to quietly approach the enemy in the rainforest, and then assassinate the opponent's sentinels, thus paving the way for the cavalry attack.

Because of this, the Mataran people don't even realize that they have been targeted. Staring at those completely defenseless Ma Da Lan people, compared to Zhu Shijun's sneer, those cavalry in the cavalry camp all became excited, unlike Nanyang Zhuxia, most of the cavalry of the Zhou State came from Saibei, they were often the lowliest Mongolian herdsmen, the king of Zhou bought six hundred herdsmen through merchants before entering the country, and it was these Mongolians who achieved on horseback that created the cavalry of the Zhou State.

The unsuspecting enemy in front of them provoked a murderous side in the veins of these people, and although they did not speak fluent Chinese and had Chinese names, the blood of barbarians still flowed in their veins. Feeling the change in the aura behind him, Zhu Shijun turned his horse and looked around at the more than a thousand cavalrymen behind him, these old cavalrymen were already armed with bows and arrows, they preferred bows and arrows to fire guns, and waited quietly for the fight. The horses under their crotches also let out a slight impatient neighing.

They waited so quietly, when the Mataran people began to attack the city, the sound of cannons and guns on the battlefield continued to sound, and when the Dutch-style fortress outside the city of Xinhengzhou was once again shrouded in gunsmoke, Zhu Shijun gestured to the trumpeters beside him to charge.

The trumpeter nodded, and immediately blew the trumpet of the charge!

The sound of the brass trumpet is very different from the horn of the bull, and when the piercing brass trumpet rings at the edge of the rainforest, it instantly reaches the inside and out.

As a general under the command of the Sultan, Suha had been to Aceh, he had also witnessed the battle between the Aceh army and the Zhou army, and he had witnessed the charge of the Zhou cavalry, but he never thought that in Sumatra, cavalry could be used, and those cavalry were so sharp. The scene of a thousand cavalry charging and their shouts was a dream in Suha's heart, and he was even glad that at least there were no cavalry in Gui, at least not so many cavalry.

And now, when she heard that particular horn, Suha even thought she was daydreaming. Looking back, it turned out to be the cavalry of his Zhou State, the sound of a thousand war horses trampling on the earth, like thunder, in the deafening sound of horses' hooves, they were like ghosts and gods out of hell, and then killed without any scruples.

Bow and arrow!

At a distance of 100 fathoms, they began to pull the bowstring continuously, and in the flicking of the bowstring, the rain of arrows continued to fall on the shirtless horses and blue soil soldiers, and in an instant, bursts of blood were raised, and many people's chests were even pierced by arrows.

After a rain of arrows, the cavalry, who had burst into battle, drew their swords from the saddle and shouted.

"Woohoo!"

Like a thunderous roar in their throats, Zhu Shijun raised the riding knife in his hand, and led a thousand cavalry to charge against the hundreds of thousands of horses, which was simply suicide, but the momentum was amazing, the earth trembled under the horses' hooves, and the air stirred in their roars.

"Woohoo!"

This is the reason why they sent troops, "respect the king and conquer" thousands of years ago, it was with this slogan that the Chinese ancestors established the foundation of Chinese civilization, and today, the Chinese people once again issued such a slogan, and once again showed their strength to the surrounding barbarians, with the power to change them, to educate them, and finally let them become a member of China......

In the face of the sudden cavalry, those horsemen were stunned, they had never faced the attack of cavalry at all, at most they would occasionally encounter a few cavalry, when had they ever faced so many cavalry?

The thunderous sound of horses' hooves made the earth tremble, and the roar of the cavalry shook the hearts of every native like the roar of death, and even when they were terrified, the cavalry at the forefront had already rushed in front of them.

The cavalry who rushed in front didn't even glance at the panicked native, but just lowered the saber in his hand slightly seemingly casually, and the moment the blade crossed the native, his neck was cut off under the impact of the war horse, and when the blood mist gushed out, when he saw the natives who were more than a search away, he pointed the tip of the knife forward, and at the moment when the tip of the knife touched the chest, he changed his finger to a cut, and the man's chest was cut out of a foot-long wound.

Before more natives could react, the cavalrymen simply stretched their sabers forward out of thin air, and their heads and bodies were separated. As if they were hunting on the prairie, these cavalrymen first released a burst of bows and arrows, disrupted the opponent's defenses with bows and arrows, and then brandished their sabers and rode into the chaotic array of native soldiers, slashing and slashing as much as they could.

The oncoming native soldiers were either cut down or trampled into pulp by the horses' hooves. The native soldiers, who had never been attacked by cavalry, instantly lost the courage to meet the battle, and fled in all directions, but the faster they fled, the more chaotic they became, crowded with people, and the people trampled on the road and fled, giving the cavalry the opportunity to continue to attack and continue to expand the results.