"It's a rude ......"

When Li Zicheng and the others were laughing, Zhu Yu, who was also in the trench not far away, glanced at them with disgust.

"I thought that the armies in the north and south of India were the same, so it seems that the southern captives are indeed a little brave."

Ignoring Zhu Yujian's dislike of Li Zicheng and others, Zhu Yujian, who was the leader of the Tang Domain's disciples at this moment, was frowning and analyzing the battle situation.

Obviously, he did not expect that the Ming army would abandon the vast territory of a province in less than three months.

Although he knew that this was because of the rebellion in the rear, which led to the result that gunpowder and baggage could not keep up, he also roughly saw something.

Although the Ming Dynasty is powerful, in terms of its power in the small Western Ocean, it does not dare to say that it can crush the major powers at will.

Mughal, Persian, Ottoman and other countries still have the strength to resist the Ming expeditionary force.

Zhu Yujian's words made Zhu Yujian, Zhu Yulu, Zhu Yuyi, Zhu Yuyi, Zhu Yujian and other four people who were following him nod their heads one after another, and Zhu Yujian even said:

"It's a waste of time to be in such a stalemate, big brother, it's better for us to apply for discharge, and then return to Daming to recruit and train soldiers, let my father come to discuss with King Qi, let's go to Levia to become a vassal."

"Nope! Let's wait and see......" Zhu Yujian shook his head, he was unwilling to retire from the army at such a critical moment.

Not to mention that he already has feelings for the Little Western Expeditionary Force, and in terms of interests alone, Zhu Yujian doesn't feel that it is really unprofitable at the moment.

From the current contact between the two armies of "Ming and Moxio", Zhu Yujian saw some clues from the Mughal soldiers, that is, the Mughal was not as poor as they imagined, and even on the contrary, the Mughal was very rich.

As far as gunpowder is concerned, apart from the Ming army, Zhu Yujian has never seen an army that can keep hundreds of artillery pieces firing continuously for half a month.

With so much artillery and so much gunpowder for so long, the Mughals couldn't be poorer than they were.

Therefore, in the face of such a rich native country, if the Xiaoxiyang Expeditionary Force can defeat the other party, then after recovering the Wendia Mountains, Zhu Yujian will be greeted with boxes of gold and silver that are rich enough to help them build a country.

"Oh......" Thinking of the gold and silver in the city of the Ganges Plain, Zhu Yujian's hand unconsciously put on the hilt of the knife, and then he frowned and calculated the account for the four brothers:

"At present, my Tang Domain has only accumulated 470,000 taels of gold and silver, even if you count the 500,000 taels of silver provided by the imperial court and the King of Qi, it is only close to one million."

"It's really not enough to build the Tang Kingdom with a million taels, not to mention that Levia is so far away."

"Besides, after the establishment of the Tang Kingdom, the 500,000 taels of silver loan from the imperial court had to be repaid, and Levia was in a wilderness, and the gold and silver mines were controlled by the imperial court, and my Tang Kingdom could not afford to repay the silver in a short time."

"In that case, why don't you stay for the time being, observe the battle situation, see if you have defeated the Nanyu, and then plunder......"

"Okay! Listen to you, big brother! When Zhu Yujian heard this, he responded to Zhu Yujian without thinking.

As for Zhu Yujian, seeing this, he didn't let people disperse, but said:

"In the current situation, I am afraid that the imperial court will increase its troops, and you and my brothers also happen to make military merits, and before we strive to win South Asia, you and I will be promoted to the general army."

"When the feudal domain is over, I will stay in Daming, and you will go to the Tang Kingdom with your father, there are people in the court, and the Tang Kingdom will go more smoothly."

"Yes!" Hearing that Zhu Yujian was willing to make such a sacrifice, Zhu Yujian and others were moved.

The five of them then talked about Tang Fan again, and then dispersed.

However, in this land of South Asia, there are not many princes and brothers who are as careful as them, they are planning, and the children of the feudal clans are also planning.

Zhou Domain, Shu Domain, Ji Domain, Huai Domain......

Although the children of the various feudal clans did not get together, they were always on the various lines of defense of the Godavari River.

The war for more than two years has tempered everyone, even some of the children of the feudal clans who have been weak on the battlefield can now face the war calmly.

The children of the vassal wars had tasted the sweetness of the war, and they knew that if they won the Mughals, they would gain greater benefits.

If Zhu Yujian and they fought this battle for gold and silver, then the rest of the vassal disciples who chose to conquer South Asia needed to use this battle to inflict heavy losses on the Mughals, so as to ensure the security of the territory of the vassal state after their own vassals.

In the fight against the Mughal invasion of the south, it was rare for all parties to maintain a unified goal......

"Slash!"

"Poof—"

Outside the city of Umgar in south-central South Asia, with the roar of the supervising generals, nearly a thousand Ming troops raised their swords and slashed down.

Blood was sprinkled sideways, and nearly a thousand heads rolled down to the ground, but in the face of this scene, Huang Long, who was standing at the head of the city, still felt puzzled.

"Li Dan! Behead the rest of the tens of thousands of rebels who are in rebellion! ”

Huang Long turned around and yelled, but Li Dan, who was standing behind him, hesitated:

"This ...... Governor, these tens of thousands of people can be sent to the Old Port Factory......"

"The villain repeats, when all of them are killed, not killing is not enough to deter the natives!" Huang Long stubbornly spoke, obviously angered by the rebels.

The Ming Ming army had already gained a firm foothold in the defense line of the Narmada River, and only needed to follow up with the follow-up baggage to stalemate with the Mughals, and then encircled and suppressed the remnants of the various sultanates in the interior while waiting for the imperial court to increase troops.

As a result, the rear city was in turmoil, the baggage line was broken, and the northern front did not have sufficient gunpowder, so it had no choice but to retreat, and this retreat was the loss of a province.

The loss of a province, even if the Ming army only occupied a dozen major city-states in this province, the loss of these dozen city-states also made Huanglong feel disgraced.

He has already made many policy adjustments in South Asia, such as the confiscated hundreds of millions of acres of land, he distributed nearly 60 million acres to the local natives to stabilize people's hearts, leaving nearly 50 million acres of cultivated land at the disposal of the soon-to-be-established vassal kings.

This kind of policy, even if it is placed in Yingzhou, can be regarded as buying the hearts of local people.

Huang Long thought that his kindness would make the more than 20 million local people honest, but he didn't want this group of guys to rebel!

He was too lazy to apply benevolence now, but felt that the methods used in the Old Port and Ceylon were simple.

If you rebel, you will kill, if you rebel, you will kill, if you oppose 100,000, if you oppose 100,000, you will kill!

How can there be immortals in war? Daming gave them the capital to live and work in peace and contentment, and they just want to fund the rebels, so don't blame him Huanglong!

"Ongol involved 40,000 rebels and killed them all!"

Huang Long's beard trembled and shouted an order, and Li Dan knew that he couldn't stop it when he saw this, so he could only give an order.

Under his order, Huang Fei, who accompanied the army to the south, as the general of the third battalion, received the order to convey it.

From mid-afternoon until dusk, miles of beaches outside of Ongol were littered with the corpses of rebels lying in different places.

Not surprisingly, when the tide rises at night, these carcasses will be swept into the sea by the waves, filling the bellies of the fish and shrimp in the sea.

The sea was red with red blood, and Huang Long's move really shocked the rebels everywhere.

The rebels in the cities of Gavoli and Alur surrendered, and Lu Xiangsheng in the south also went north to recover the cities of Chennai and Kota.

Standing between the northern and southern armies was only Nellor, south of the Bennell River.

On March 12, Lu Xiangsheng led the 3rd battalion to 20 miles south of Nellore, while Huang Long also led his troops to 30 miles north of Nellore.

The news of the two armies was transmitted by sea ship, and after Lu Xiangsheng got the tactical layout map of Huanglong, he personally went to the front line to observe the terrain.

Leading more than 100 horsemen, Lu Xiang ascended to observe the front line in person.

"This place is not difficult to fight, ten days is enough to conquer."

Lu Xiangsheng put down the binoculars clairvoyance in his hand and said to himself, while Wang Pet behind him looked at the terrain when he heard this, and then said:

"There are more than 30,000 rebels in the city, according to the military order of Huang Dudu, we ......"

Wang Zhong didn't continue, but the rest of the people knew what he wanted to say.

After the capture of Ongor, the Yellow Dragon gave an order to all the rebels to resist and kill them.

For their group of generals in the Eastern Army Governor's Mansion, this kind of military order is still difficult to accept, after all, except for the battle of recovering Liao, they are basically against the construction of the capture and the burning of the famine and small-scale operations.

"After the capture of Nellore, hand over the city and captives to the Yellow Dudu."

Lu Xiangsheng was reluctant to kill the prisoners, so he chose to transfer the captives and the city to Huanglong.

As for himself, he planned to further encircle and suppress the rebels of the Sultanate in the interior after opening up the eastern coastal corridor, and let Huang Long lead his troops north to support Qi Yuanfu.

His idea was very good, and Wang Pet and the others breathed a sigh of relief after hearing it.

"The gunpowder from Ceylon Province has already arrived in Yanan, and if nothing else, the northern army will be able to hold out for a few more months if it gets the gunpowder."

"Within five months, our army must successfully counterbalance the rebellion and annihilate the main forces of the rebels."

Lu Xiangsheng took the map and looked at it, and he had a headache for the rebels entrenched in the interior.

Seeing this, Wang Chong calmly suggested: "Inspectors, why are they not allowed to preach in the local area? ”

"If they were allowed to, they should be able to look down on the wind."

Wang Chong's words echoed the inquiries of the other generals, in fact, they all knew that the reason for the rebellion in the rear this time was basically because of religious issues.

The southern princely states believe in Hinduism, and the five central Sudanese countries believe in halal.

However, after the arrival of the Ming army, the Yellow Dragon forbade them from freely proselytizing, and the princely states rebelled.

Of course, this is what most people know, but in reality things are not that simple.

"It would have been much easier if they had only asked for a mission......

Lu Xiangsheng stretched his brows and explained for Wang Pet and the others:

"They didn't just ask for proselytizing, but they asked our Ming officials to turn their faith one after another, and the sects of the five major sultanates were even more ......."

Speaking of this, Lu Xiangsheng paused, and seemed to feel that it was a little inappropriate to say it directly, but he looked at Wang Zhong and the others again, thinking that they were all his own people, and then said helplessly:

"They hope that Banzai and His Highness and the feudal lords will change their surnames......"

"Fuck it!" Hearing Lu Xiangsheng say this, Wang Chong and the others opened their mouths and scolded.

If they had hoped for the rebels of the five sultanates, after hearing the last one, they were left with invective.

Let the Ming royal family change their surname, this is what they didn't dare to say when the Timurid Empire was the most powerful, and this group of South Asian natives didn't know the height of the sky.

The Ming Dynasty's control over religion was already strong, especially for the halal.

This can be seen by Zhu Youzhen passing by Hexi after sweeping the north of the Hetao for the first time.

In addition, after Zhu Youzhen's reform, the restrictions on religion were even worse, and it was basically impossible to make any concessions for the sake of religion, so it was naturally impossible for Huang Long and Lu Xiangsheng to make concessions to the rebels of the five great sultanates.

The final proposal to change the surname is a great insult to the people of the Ming Dynasty, if Huang Long and Lu Xiangsheng dare to agree, when the news is transmitted back to the capital, the two of them will wait to be passed on the first nine sides.

If they didn't agree, the rebels of the five major sultanates naturally didn't want the "pagan" Ming court to rule them, so they naturally rebelled, so the Ming only had one choice for them.

"Inspector, at the end of tomorrow, he will be willing to personally lead the troops and go to the city first!"

Wang Chong already respected Zhu Youzhen, and when he heard that a group of natives who didn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth wanted Zhu Youzhen to change his surname to cater to them, he was naturally annoyed.

If it weren't for Lu Xiangsheng's statement just now that he would hand over the city and prisoners to Huanglong, I'm afraid he would have been able to accept the military order to kill the prisoners right now.

"Our army has 200 artillery pieces, first shell for five days, don't be in a hurry."

Lu Xiangsheng knew that after telling the truth of the matter, the crowd would be extremely angry, so he had already prepared.

After appeasing Wang Pet and the others a little, he took Wang Pet and them to withdraw to the barracks before dark.

Early in the morning of the second day, without Lu Xiangsheng's order, Wang Zhong ordered the three-sentry artillery to go north under the arch guard of the three-sentry cavalry.

At the end of the day, the Ming artillery was still lined up under the city of Nellore.

However, even if he was angry enough by the rebels, Wang Zhong did not attack the city directly, but sent an interpreter to shout to the city:

"The divine soldiers have arrived, if you don't open the city and surrender again, you won't have a chance."

"I represent ......"

"Bang bang—"

Before the interpreter could finish his sentence, some rebels at the head of the city shot him with old-fashioned arquebuses, and the interpreter fled in fright.

Wang Pet watched the translator flee back to the class, his face was gloomy, and he no longer had any worries in his heart, and turned his head sideways to explain to the general beside him: "Fire the cannon ......"

"Fire!" The general turned around and waved the command flag while blowing a wooden whistle.

Seeing this, the artillerymen on the position immediately did not hesitate and directly lit the fire rope.

In the "snort" sound of the burning arquebus, the artillery rang out, and the Ming army's offensive against the Nellol rebels officially began.

The surging stone bullets hit the head of the civil structure of Nellore, and the rebels at the head of the city could only be beaten passively.

They also tried to use trebuchets, but the throw distance of trebuchets was pitiful.

What Lu Xiangsheng brought from Ceylon was a twelve-pound Yanshan ten-pound cannon with a range of nearly three miles.

Two hundred stone bullets smashed on the head of the city, splashing the dirt on the head of the city, and for a time the rebels squatted down one after another, for fear of being hit by the stone bullets and taken away.

Wang Pet rode on horseback and looked at the battlefield with clairvoyance, and then raised his hand and said:

"The height is raised five degrees, the distance is the same, and the pre-shot is twelve rounds!"

After his military order was issued, even if there was a pond cavalry blowing a wooden whistle, he passed the news to the artillery on the position.

All the artillerymen received the order and began to adjust the height of the guns, clean the chambers, and then wait for the chambers to cool down, and then put in the powder bags and stone shells.

"Fixed-shot reloading! The height is thirty-five, the distance is two miles four, and the pre-shot is twelve rounds...... Put! ”

"Peng Peng Peng—"

The artillery began to rattle continuously with the "snort" of the arquebus, and each round of shelling was separated by half a cup of tea.

For the rebels, who did not have long-range weapons, the firepower of the Ming army almost knocked them to the point where they could not lift their heads.

"Peng Peng Peng—"

"Be careful!"

Every half of the tea cannon rang out again, and the whistling stone bullets shook the walls of Nellore, and the rebels were helpless.

The ten-pound stone projectile does not look big, but it is fatal to hit the city wall, basically as long as it hits one place three times, then the soil and stones on the city wall will be constantly falling off.

The rebels who originally shouted "* Lord bless" were beaten to the ground, the humble female wall at the head of the city was crushed, and the stone bullets whistled, which would be knocked away in an instant, and blood and flesh were splashed.

Under the bombardment of the Ming army, thousands of rebels at the head of the city timidly ran down the city, and some people who ran slowly were hit by stone bullets and fell off the city.

The rebels, hiding at the base of the city walls, watched their bodies fly down and fall heavily into the city.

When some rebels saw such a picture, they could not bear the pressure and collapsed.

They originally relied on the lack of Ming troops in the city and suddenly launched an attack to capture the city, and now the Ming army is mobilizing troops to quell the rebellion, and they naturally can't stop them like straw bags.

"Move the artillery forward two miles and set up camp four hundred paces from the city wall!"

In the Ming army, Wang Chong saw that the rebels had no long-range firepower, and immediately ordered the artillery to move forward.

The general who heard the words was stunned, and then said cautiously:

"General soldiers, if they move forward two miles, I am afraid that it will affect the people in the city......"

"People?" Wang Zhong sneered, pointed at Nellore City with the horsewhip in his hand and asked:

"This is all the people in the rebels' city, the real people have long been slaughtered by them, and the people in the city are counted as one, and all of them are innocent!"

"Yes! The last general commanded. Seeing Wang Zhong say this, the general no longer had any worries, and hurriedly ordered the artillery position to move forward.

While the artillery moved forward, Lu Xiangsheng also arrived at the front line with two battalions of soldiers and horses in the rear.

When he saw Wang Zhong shelling according to the military order and advancing the artillery position, he nodded with great satisfaction.

"The King's Pet ......"

Stepping forward, Lu Xiangsheng glanced at Nellor, who was close to him, and then agreed:

"There is plenty of gunpowder in the army, and I want to see the walls of Nellore fall in five days!"

"Inspector, please rest assured, the last general will not fail in his mission!" Wang Chong responded when he heard this, and then continued to let people speed up the shelling.

The sound of "Peng Peng Peng" and "Boom" continued to sound, whether it was day or night, the Ming army was almost uninterrupted in the use of artillery.

The use of this intensity will inevitably reduce the life of the artillery a lot, but Lu Xiangsheng doesn't care at all.

A cannon reforge costs at most two or three taels of silver, and two or three taels of silver can be exchanged for the lives of dozens or hundreds of rebels, which is very cost-effective in his opinion.

Therefore, with his encouragement, Wang Zhong shelled day and night.

In just one day and night, most of the rebels in Nellore City were killed and wounded, many adobe houses collapsed one after another, and ten catties of Ming stone bullets were scattered throughout the city, which could be seen everywhere.

"Ready...... Put! ”

"Bang bang bang-"

The sound of the 200 guns fired made the eardrums of the artillerymen next to them hurt, and as the sound of the guns appeared, the 200 black dots that were clearly visible crossed the distance of 400 paces and fell in a full arc.

This was the second day of the siege, and the Ming army used flowering shells.

Although the sound of the blossom bullet was not as strong as that of the stone bullet, it was more terrifying to the ears of the rebels than those solid bullets.

was hit by a stone bullet, most of them were braided on the spot, and it is estimated that they didn't have time to feel pain.

But he was blown up by this flowering bomb, and he couldn't die for half a while, either he was hurt to death, or he died of blood.

"Get down! Get down! ”

Among the rebels, there were many Sudanese officers who had been routed by the Ming army, and they had naturally tried the power of the flower bombs, so when they heard this familiar voice, they immediately called out to their men, hoping that they would lean against the rubble to avoid the flower shells.

"Peng Peng Peng ......"

In the sky above Nellore, the flowering bomb suddenly exploded when it was about to crash into the city, and the fireworks of the self-detonation exploded one after another.

Tiny bullets rained down, burst out of fireworks, and ploughed down on the surface.

Some of the rebels who were caught off guard were knocked down in an instant, and even if they were reminded, the rebel soldiers who were relying on the rubble would inevitably be hit and injured.

For a while, the wails spread throughout the city of Nellore.

The soldier who was lucky enough to escape had just breathed a sigh of relief, when he saw black spots suddenly appear in the sky, but these black spots were larger than the flowering bullets......

These black dots slowly fall, slowly magnify, and when they are about to collide with the ground, they explode with a "boom".

"Peng Longlong—"

The loud sound of the sky cracking and even the burning of bones and flesh were blocked by a layer of diaphragm.

Some of the hapless rebel soldiers only felt their consciousness squeezed out of their bodies by an irresistible force.

It was a gunpowder bag weighing more than ten catties, and they were thrown into the city by the Ming army using trebuchets, pinching the time and fuse to detonate.

"No more fighting! I'm not fighting! ”

"Surrender......"

"Surrender! Surrender! ”

With just two blows, the psychological defense line of the rebels in the city was instantly crushed.

Some of the rebel soldiers, who were only fifteen or sixteen years old, witnessed the explosion of the flowering shells, and hundreds of bullets burst down, sweeping away their comrades standing beside them.

They saw with their own eyes that their comrades, who were still talking to them just now, were directly blown up and killed by the falling explosive bag in the next second.

One by one, the rebels were out of control, and in the face of them who were out of control, some of them were controlled by the officers, and some were directly killed by the officers with their knives.

This is the battlefield, in this war with hot and cold weapons, bloody scenes challenge the nerves of soldiers all the time.

It's not a division of a hundred battles, or a well-trained man, there is no way to gain a foothold here.

Nellore's rebels are nothing more than cannon fodder for the elite Ming army.

"Put!"

"Bang bang bang-"

The artillery bombardment of the Ming army continued, and when they found that the rebels were so frightened that they did not even dare to go up to the head of the city and did not dare to use the trebuchet to counterattack, Wang Zhong boldly put the trebuchet less than fifty steps away from the city.

Because of this, more than a dozen pounds of gunpowder bags can be smoothly thrown into the city.

The solid shells of the artillery and the flowering shells were performed in turn, and when they needed to cool the chamber after the performance, the powder bag of the trebuchet began to perform again.

On the river beach in the distance, wooden boats of the Ming army loaded with gunpowder landed on the river beach, and the people carried bags of gunpowder on their backs.

Huangdian has millions of catties of saltpeter in Ceylon to do business with European countries, as long as Lu Xiangsheng orders, Huangdian can completely make these millions of catties of saltpeter into tens of millions of catties of gunpowder.

In Lu Xiangsheng's view, the consumption of thousands of catties of gunpowder in a round of trebuchets was just a drop in the bucket of the total military expenses of the Xiaoxiyang Expeditionary Force.

The gold and silver worth more than 20 million taels were sent back to the Ming Dynasty by ship, and what is the gunpowder that consumes tens of thousands of taels of silver in normal combat......

"Continue to stop, the collapse of the city wall will also continue, and all the 500,000 catties of gunpowder sent by Ceylon will be spent!"

Facing Nellore, who is hell on earth, Lu Xiangsheng gave a military order with a cold face that made the rebels desperate......