Compared with the last secret landing at the port of Chengxi by the Omanis, the momentum of the Songjiang Naval Division's operation this time was much greater. First, the scale of the fleet and the troops that landed this time far exceeded that of the last time, and the corresponding troop mobilization and massive material supply made it almost impossible to keep a word out at all.

Moreover, this time the target is the Duchy of Luzon far away in the ocean, and there is no need to keep it secret.

By the time Yiqiē was ready, it was the turn of summer and autumn in 675 – a later time than Chen Wu had originally expected, but it was still expected.

The 5,000 landing force was carefully selected, including the 2nd Brigade of the 1st Division of the Songjiang Army, and a wing of the 3rd Heavy Infantry Division. In order to show the importance of this operation, Chen Wu and several high-ranking officials personally participated in the prayer ceremony before the fleet set sail, and saw off these sailor soldiers and infantry soldiers who were about to sail away.

The movement of thousands of troops and the fleet of more than 200 ships inevitably alarmed the Imperial Intelligence Bureau and the secret agents planted by the Omani black-clothed guards in Quanzhou. The former is fine, but he is simply curious about the goal of the Matsue Army. The black-clothed guard was very nervous in the face of such a large-scale move by Chen Wu. They were worried that Chen Wu wanted to take the initiative to start a third war, and although it didn't make sense, they still sent the news back to the Kingdom of Oman as quickly as possible.

For a time, the coastal rumors of the entire Omani Kingdom, especially the Chengxi area, which had landed last time, became the focus of Omani people's prevention. In addition to the stronghold of Koi Castle on the northern front, the Omanis transferred 80,000 troops to the sea in one go to prevent Chen Wu's possible landing again.

The result was, of course, a false alarm.

For a whole month, the Omanis could not wait for the shadow of the Ninghai master. On the contrary, at this time, the fleet of the Ninghai Division had slowly sailed into the southeastern part of the Eastern Ocean, and was about to reach the area bordering the South Sea. Because the preparation was quite sufficient, although it was the first time for Ninghai to run this channel. But there were no cases of getting lost or running aground. After two modest storms at sea, the fleet slowly sailed into the North Luzon Sea ten days later.

When you get here, you are already very close to your destination, Luzon.

Such a long journey at sea. It was a difficult test for both the sailors and the troops on board. After getting used to the rough seas and spending the first few days of curiosity, the rest was a long and monotonous journey. Every day is a repetition of the sea and the sky. Even if Chen Wu had already figured out a way to add them some popular entertainment methods for the players, and prepared luxurious meals for them as much as possible, it was still inevitable that the soldiers would suffer from marine aversion.

However, at the end of the line between sea and sky, the faintly appearing ground, and the touch of green, all the soldiers fell into ecstasy for a moment as the sailor shouted out at the watchman.

Yanjian Island!

To be precise, it is a chain of islands around Yanjian Island.

Although there are nautical chart guides, compasses and simple sextants developed by Chen Wuming. There are also Andaman maritime merchants who used to run here, but the route still inevitably deviates by dozens of nautical miles. Fortunately, the arc-shaped island chain around Yanjian Island, dozens of islands of different sizes and even sea reefs, effectively helped them complete the positioning. After sailing laterally along the islands, the fleet quickly found its real target.

It is a large island with an area of about 60 square kilometers, with most of the terrain in the east being hills and woodland and sandy beaches in the west. The island is rich in fruit and fresh water, and is home to a small tribe of thousands of people. From here, about 60 nautical miles further south, you will find the real island of North Luzon!

The fleet of the Ninghai Division approached initially. It didn't care because of the tribes on Yanjian Island.

Although it is located above the ocean, it has been visited several times by Andaman traders over the years. It's already made them vaguely strange. Because they did not know the details of the Duchy of Luzon, and there were still internal conflicts that they had not dealt with, the merchants of the Andaman did not tear their faces here, but wore a warm smile, and regarded themselves as maritime merchants who sold goods. Far from being wary, the Ilogo people on the island of Yanjian had a good impression of the Andaman maritime merchants—especially the strange things they brought with them that were not found on the island.

However, although these natives of the Ilogo tribe have little knowledge, they are not fools after all.

The flag hoisted by the Ninghai division is different from that of the Andamanes. Moreover, the scale of the Ninghai Sea Division this time is still higher than the previous Andaman maritime merchants. When he saw that the fleet of the Ninghai Division was scattered, he surrounded the island before he landed. The attempt to sever Yan'an's ties with North Luzon has raised a strong sense of vigilance among the people of the Ilogo tribe.

The natives who live on the seashore on the west side of Yanjian Island. Began to beat drums and light beacons, gradually conveying the warning to the island.

The fishermen, young men and a few hunters on the island slowly gathered. Due to the short time of time, the first group of only two or three hundred men was gathered in a hurry, and they were armed with harpoons, crude bows and arrows, and spears, and their faces were visibly uneasy.

The reason is simple, these suspected enemy flotillas are too strong!

Even the most ordinary fleet in the fleet is six or seven hundred in size. It is equipped with a modified stone thrower that can throw violently burning fireballs. In addition, there are spray canisters that can spray fire oil, five giant crossbows, javelins, and a large number of archers. Such warships were not one or two, but hundreds. For the Duchy of Luzon, which did not have developed seafaring technology, even if there were only a dozen such ships, it was enough to pose a serious threat to them.

What's more, the Ilogo tribe on Yanjian Island only has a few thousand people!

However, things are never subject to human will. At the prayers of these Ilogos, the fleet slowly completed the encirclement, and the first ships lowered their clippers and began to land. When they saw that these heavily armed soldiers were about to kill ashore, all the native soldiers on the shore panicked.

"Stop! Report your intentions! ”

Someone shouted out in a vernacular similar to the Qianyuan Empire, the Principality of Luzon did not have its own culture, and the language and writing used were slowly passed down by the wrecked maritime merchants of the previous dynasty who drifted here by luck. It's just that after years of evolution, there have been a lot of changes from that time, and the accent is very strange, but I can still understand it.

In response to them, there was a rain of arrows from the Songjiang Army.

If you meet the Omanis, the Lenas, or even the Dongyi people on Cook Island, the people of the empire are willing to communicate with them. But these Luzon natives who are far away in the ocean are too far away from the empire to even be considered barbarians. The soldiers of the Songjiang Army were instructed before they set out and launched an attack without hesitation.

The battle immediately began.

The Matsue army was on the ship, and the archers had been drifting on the sea for many days, and their energy and physical strength were very poor, and most of the arrows rain had failed. There were even a lot of arrows that sparsely fell into the sea, and they didn't even hit the shore. Only three or four Ilogo, who were standing at the outermost, were shot and screamed.

Of course, these Luzon natives are no better.

Their home-made bows and arrows were inferior in range and power to the imperial bows, and in addition, all of the Songjiang soldiers had leather armor, and there were almost no casualties.

"Are they demons?"

Seeing a few arrows clearly shooting at the enemy, it had no effect at all, and some superstitious old Ilogo were startled, and quickly folded their hands and prayed.

At this time, more Iluogo youths who had received the warning rushed over from the hinterland of Yanjian Island, and gathered four or five hundred people one after another, which was already a pretty good force. But the soldiers of the Matsue Army had also approached the beach by boat. Some of the soldiers who could swim and were anxious jumped straight out of the boat and began to wade through the water.

The first group of Songjiang troops to land came ashore from two points, east and west, and quickly assembled.

The soldiers worked in small squads to cover each other while fighting with the natives who rushed at them, forming a larger battle formation. Whether it is weaponry, training, or tacit understanding, the soldiers of the Songjiang Army far surpass these weak Tu tribes. Their only geographical advantage is hardly shown in the face of the absolute gap between the former. The swords of the soldiers of the Songjiang Army passed through their bodies with ease, bringing out a touch of blood and life.

"I'm fighting with you!"

Listening to the screams and seeing their familiar figures fall one by one, some of the Ilogo were so frightened that they shivered and turned around and fled, but others were so angry and dominated by anger that they rushed forward with a loud roar, trying to die with the enemy in front of them.

It's a pity that their footwork and intentions are too straightforward.

The Songjiang soldiers on the front took a few steps back with great skill, and asked the soldiers on the left and right sides to help, forming a flanking attack. The young Ilogo on the opposite side rushed towards him with all their hearts, ignoring the swords coming from either side. Almost instantly, he felt that his body had lost its strength, and the left and right sides were cold, and then there was a sharp pain!

"Idiot!"

The veteran Songjiang on the opposite side sneered and swung out the third sword, piercing the opponent's heart with precision. Then he pulled out his weapon in disgust and rubbed it against the soles of his boots, looking for his next target.

In just one cup of tea, hundreds of Ilogo native soldiers were killed.

These fighters, who had rushed to meet the enemy, were no match for the Matsue Army at all, and quickly fell into a momentum of collapse. By the time the returning clippers returned to the beach with a second group of soldiers, the battle was nearing its end. Except for a few hard-boned guys who are still resisting, most of them have fled, or have chosen to surrender.

The purpose of the Matsue army was to rule them, not to exterminate the tribe in a brutal way, so after defeating the resistance consciousness of the Ilogo tribe, they shouted the slogan of surrender and not killing.

With the landing of all the large troops, a day later, Yanji'an Island, which served as a springboard for the entire plan, fell into the hands of the Songjiang Army! (To be continued.) )