Old Port, the heart of the Kingdom of Srivijaya. It is a city with many architectural styles.

The city is located on the right bank of the Musi River, which is relatively low, and the rainforest flows into the Musi River through small rivers. Under the sun, the small rivers exude a dazzling light, as if inlaid with jade belts for the whole city. The left bank of the Musi River is also inhabited by indigenous people, but there is not even a single conspicuous building there, so it is only inhabited, but not the old port.

The city on the right bank of the river has many architectural styles, but there is a sense of concentration in the diversity, giving people a sense of distinction. No clutter!

The highest part of the terrain inside, that is, in the southeast of the city, is the location of pagodas and palaces and powerful mansions with the taste of Tianzhu, which are glittering and magnificent, and are the noble area of the Three Buddhas. Like Manhattan, Stanton Island and Long Island in the Big Apple, the lighthouse nation is surrounded by large swaths of 'common people' who are really 'human' in Srivijaya. The river is next to the wharf and the port, where the terrain is relatively high, but the other side is close to the Musi River, which is obviously not as good as the southeastern part of the city, but here is a group of buildings in the style of the sky. The very magnificent Xingyue Temple is very conspicuous, and the huge round treasure top that seems to be shaped like an onion head is also golden. There seems to be a layer of gold dust on the outside!

There are mostly two-story small white buildings around, with circular and arched arcs staggered, typical Tianfangjiao architectural style, and in the sun, it seems to have an unusually clean feeling. It is also in stark contrast to the dwellings of the local indigenous people who live next to it.

Of course, there were Chinese in the city, but the latter lived alongside the upper class of Srivijaya and the Chinese-inspired architecture had long been lost to the large buildings of the noble district. Just by looking at the two architectural styles of the two sections of the city, you can feel the richness of the city. But that's when you don't look in between.

Where there are rich areas, there are slums, just like the Big Apple, where there are rich areas like Manhattan, and where there are slums like the Bronx. The same is true of the Old Port, a large area of cluttered local buildings, densely packed, and many people make people feel dense phobia. Most of them are made of bamboo and wood, and even a large banana tree on the roof is covered with leaves, which looks tattered, dirty, and really crowded with each other. Compared with those two paragraphs, it is really a very sharp contrast.

Rivers and waterways weave through the area, as if invisibly cutting through the rags. This is where the underclass natives, who make up the vast majority of the population of the Old Port, are located.

At this moment, the old port is still as stable as before, and it is full of a comfortable atmosphere.

Crown Prince Mana Wuli was convinced that his father could win the war, but his only concern was that the Chinese would continue to attack in the future, so what should he do? Sriwijayaya's wealth is based on trade with China, which is why Sriwijaya has always shown respect for the Central Plains. Horizontal and vertical is to shout a few times long live the emperor. Be humble, send some black bears, turkeys, peacocks, parrots, pepper, nutmeg, etc., or ivory, frankincense, rose water, long live dates, white sugar, etc. Then you will get good treatment and great rewards. Just like in the second year of Yuanfeng of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Song gave back 1,500 taels of silver, as well as a large number of precious silks. It's not a loss-making deal!

And once the war between the two sides stalemates for a long time, how can the new emperor of the Central Plains not be angry? If they were forbidden to trade with them, the Srivijaya would have suffered a great loss. Of course, Tianfang people can be intermediaries, but after a hand, they will be deprived of a layer of profits. Ma Na Wu Li feels distressed when he thinks about it!

Therefore, the crown prince of Srivijaya did not notice the imminent movement of the heavenly people at all. At this stall, the celestial people held a meeting in the Xingyue Temple, isn't it a matter of course. The crown prince of his three Buddhas is worried about such a big event, and those heavenly businessmen who pursue money and interests will only have ten times and a hundred times more troubles.

"Elder, here's your chance!" Asurdin, who was over forty years old and weighed at least two hundred, cried out excitedly. The stupid Kafir in the Mana Witch did not even make any security arrangements for the city, and simply summoned the warriors in the city two days ago, and today they focused on the docks and ports, and there was no warning at all, which was to show his back to the heavenly people. What a godsend this is!

"How many people have they gathered?" Suleymansha interrupted Asuddin.

"It is said that there are more than 5,000 people!" Asuddin said.

He looked down on these Srivijaya people, whose warriors had not experienced war for decades, lacked discipline, were a rabble, a plate of scattered sand, and could not gather strength at all. Not to mention the art of battle formation, it is a group of ordinary people with knives. Although few of their Heavenly Merchants are familiar with the art of battle formation, they have at least killed people and fought battles!

If the two are worse than each other, then it is obvious that the Srivijaya people are worse than the samurai and slaves of the heavens.

At the very least, all believers in the true God are united, and the people here, whether they are from the Seljuk Empire in Persia, the Fatimids from Egypt, or the Abbasids in the Celestial Peninsula, are united and united at this moment.

"Then the first thing we have to deal with now is the Kafir on the docks."

"We have a boat." At this moment, all that was left on the dock was the spinnakers of the Celestial people and the small fishing boats of the local natives. In the eyes of the former, the threat of the latter is non-existent.

"As long as our men can occupy the Musi River and the river east of the port, they will have 100,000 people, and they will only be trapped in the port." The Old Port is a city of water, and the small rivers crisscrossing it are more concentrated in the middle of the city, but it does not mean that there is no port.

The Tianfang people were excited. One word at a time, and soon the strategy was finalized.

The Sriviya people guarded the port and the wharf was indeed able to protect the entire old port. Keep in mind that the city is surrounded by swamps in the south and lush rainforests in the north. Why are there so many rivers here? That's because the water from the rainforest flows into the Musi River through here. If outsiders really crush the Srivijaya with their strength, it will be difficult for them to enter the city.

Tropical rainforests have too many horrors for strange outsiders. They themselves could leave the place from the southeast and southeast directions when they were forced to do so. Who calls people indigenous?

Sun Er was staying in the middle of the old port at the moment, in a small bamboo building with a dilapidated appearance. He and four of his men were making the final preparations before they started.

Fang La had his own little calculations about the incident in the old port, how could the spy department be indifferent?

Compared with Fang La's measures to set fire to the Buddhist temple, the plan of the spy department is even more ruthless. They themselves were in the slums, and when the fighting broke out, the large area would be lit up in multiple places at the same time.

"Heaven King Lao Tzu blessed, there has been no heavy rain in the past two days, the scorching sun is scorching, and the wind is blowing, it is really God who helps me to do it." Sun Er shouted loudly. In his early years, he belonged to Shiqian, and Emperor Lu originally found some ordinary-looking men and threw them to the drum flea, and asked him to train and train. In the early days of Shuibo Liangshan, when attacking the city and breaking the enemy, their team made frequent meritorious contributions.

It's just that with the injury of the times, they gradually fell into the blandness when they were popular. In the end, due to his injury, he could only stay with Emperor Lu to do a false job, and in the end, he was directly eaten by the Espionage Division.

Sun Er was sent to the Three Buddhas two years ago, but he was always in a latent state, and Emperor Lu did not carry out any co-optation and hookup with the magnates of the Three Buddhas.

Because the latter should all be erased in his eyes.

And now the spy department is to check and fill in the gaps for Fang Shenggong, since the Buddhist temple has been burned, how can it not burn some untouchables. Horizontal and vertical, this will make the hatred strengthen on the heavenly merchants, right? This is good for both Manichaeism and China!

And the lives of these natives are worthless in Sun Er's eyes.

When the fighting broke out, the Old Port, a city that had exuded peace and tranquility a moment ago, was immediately surrounded by blood, carnage, and endless flames, and the whole city seemed to be in hell.

Mana is about to cry. Because he only had a few hundred guards left, he had already transferred all his troops to guard the harbor. Now the Celestials are divided into three, and some of them sail on the Musi River, turning all the fishing boats in the harbor into a sea of fire to prevent the Savijaya warriors from breaking through. Part of it was held across the river, preventing the Sriwijaya warriors from returning to the southeast. The last part, with a hideous smile, with killing and destruction, rushed into the best part of the Old Port.

The monks in the Buddhist monasteries fled in a hurry, or closed their doors, and the monks were at a loss, unable to think of any solution at this time.

Countless Srivijaya magnates flocked to the palace and fled to places they could not find. Because they have nowhere to run, but the fear in their hearts keeps them from staying in their homes......

However, the Srivijaya people, who have lost their own strength, are like beautiful women with their legs split in front of the heavenly people, and they are completely armed to prevent the destruction they are about to suffer.

Crying and fleeing to the rainforests of the south. Don't overestimate the discipline of the superiors, in the face of death, everything can be discarded!

Just like the Mana Wuli, at the most dangerous moment, people let their henchmen mobilize the slaves of the powerful to stick to the palace, and he didn't even take his wife and wife away, only took a son, and hurriedly led a hundred and ten people out of the palace.

Suleimansha didn't care about the burning middle of the city, or the lives of the miserable natives. Isn't it true that they are all damned Kafir, and now they are in the midst of hellfire? "This is the true God chastising them!"

"Attack, attack. Enter the palace, and everything in it will be ours. Dressed in silk robes and holding a scimitar in his hand, Asuddin cried out at a loud voice.

And a small number of Chinese in the southeast of the city are trembling and huddled in their homes at the moment. It was as if the door was just closed and everything outside was gone.

But who knew that a pair of eyes had been secretly staring at them for a long time. Especially those people that Emperor Lu felt should not exist.

In the huge old port, how can the espionage department only have two or five people here? Liu Da's side is the main force.

"Brother, there is a fight in the palace. The merchant brought all the bows and crossbows over. "This is another plain-looking, dark-skinned man.

Nine out of ten of the ten people sent by the Espionage Division to Nanyang were dark-skinned.

"Then let's do it too." Liu Da calmly picked up a Damascus sword.

Since you want to pretend to be the hand of a celestial person, you have to pretend to be like some, and there is no need to show your feet on the weapon. The rest of the people are also scimitars and straight swords.

As the head of the Espionage Division in the Old Port, Liu Da, who has come to this point, has learned to start from a political point of view. In a turmoil initiated by the Tianfang people, several Chinese died under the straight sword and scimitar of the Tianfang, and there is no doubt who did it.

In the future, this is a great excuse to blame God. Those Chinese people should also be damned-(https:)

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