Woo woo...

The sound of trumpets came faintly from a distance, followed by the sound of "booming ......" cannons one after another.

Attacking the country of Ceylon, naturally, it is impossible to go directly.

Thousands of people landed by boat, and the enemy was not stupid and blind, so he rushed forward in a daze, and even if he succeeded, there would be many casualties.

Sneak landing at night, that's even more impossible.

There are no advanced night vision devices, as well as well-made ships.

On this wooden boat rowed by broken oars, half of the people can successfully log in on the night when the wind and waves are high, and it is all blessed by the Sea Dragon King.

So Zhu Gaoyu made a simple arrangement.

He took 5000 soldiers with him, drove transport ships and landing ships away from the coast.

The main flotilla approached the port, shelled the enemy, attracted the enemy's attention, and waited for the troops arranged by the enemy at the landing point to be transferred away, and then carried out a forced attack.

"Your Highness, I see the signal!"

Half an hour after the battle at the pier began, an officer covered in water quickly boarded the boat, came to Zhu Gaoyu's side, and bowed down and clenched his fists to report.

Standing on the splint, looking at Zhu Gaoyu, who was faintly coming from the direction of the sound of cannons, he looked back at the officer.

"What did you just call Bento?"

"Ahem......"

The left side of the fleet commanded Wang Jin, clenched his fists and coughed a few times.

"During the war, I called the official position, and I have been a soldier for so many years, why did I forget this rule, and I will beat you next time."

After Wang Jin's reminder, the officer reacted and quickly knelt on one knee.

"Forgive your sins!"

Zhu Gaoyu glanced at Wang Jin.

His face was expressionless, his chest was raised, and he looked like he was ready to obey orders.

"Herald: Landing as planned!"

The big battle was imminent, and Zhu Gaoyu didn't bother to bother with these guys, so he directly waved his hand and ordered the fleet to start landing.

There are no drums and trumpets, no trumpets.

Zhu Gaoyu's order was given, and the flag bearer waved the flag vigorously a few times, and the boat transporting 5,000 soldiers began to slowly move towards the shore.

The closer you get to the shore, the louder the sound of artillery in the distance.

In the current era, Daming's firearms are called second, and no one dares to call them first.

When Western civilization was still slashing with swords, the battlefields in the East were already bursting with the sound of artillery.

However, this kind of artillery, in the opinion of Zhu Gaoyu from later generations, can only be said to be barely enough.

The artillery equipped by the Ming army was not the red-coated cannon known to later generations.

At this time, the name of the artillery was: Zhankou General Cannon.

Very touching in terms of range, but the power is not bad.

After all, at this time, heavy firearms such as artillery in the Ming Dynasty had already begun to use primary granular gunpowder.

This is not Zhu Gaoyu's guidance, but the Ming craftsmen's own research.

So, don't underestimate the wisdom of the ancients.

Zheng He led the fleet of ships in the Western Ocean, except for grain ships, horse ships, and cargo ships, a total of 20 warships.

Each ship is equipped with 15~25 guns, and on average, each ship is calculated according to 20 guns, and 20 ships have 400 guns.

With nearly 200 guns fired in a salvo each time, you can imagine how powerful the movement is!

The guards of Ceylon must have been very happy and excited in the face of such a devastating attack.

After all, in the current era, the treatment of being bombarded by hundreds of artillery pieces is not something that anyone can have.

This kind of honor, burning 800 lifetimes of incense, may not be able to catch up.

"The people meet the general!"

Zhu Gaoyu had just landed on the waist-deep sea, and a young man with a slightly dark complexion and wearing sackcloth was brought over by several Ming soldiers.

This is a local Ming man, and it was he who informed Zheng He last time.

Zhu Gaoyu bowed slightly, didn't talk nonsense, and directly let him lead the way.

The young man also knew that now was not the time to show his merits, so he got up, walked to the front of the line, followed the officer who led the team, and began to exchange the route of the march.

At the same time as ordering the team to leave, Zhu Gaoyu called his chief of guard, gestured to the young man's back, and whispered in his ear:

"Send a team to explore the way ahead, and you can keep an eye on him for me, and if there is any situation, don't care about anything else, kill him for me first."

The head of the guard, who was tall and handsome and white, glanced at the young man, nodded slightly, and personally led a small team of people to follow.

Looking back at the direction where the cannon sound came from, Zhu Gaoyu took out the insect repellent medicine, sprinkled some on his body, and followed the team into the mountains and forests under the protection of several guards.

No one said a word along the way, just moved forward silently.

The coast that Zhu Gaoyu chose to land on was more than 100 miles away from the capital of Ceylon. (Note: After checking many times, the historical records are indeed nearly 100 kilometers, and the national capital at that time should not be the location where Colombo is now.) ）

In the dense jungle, it is necessary to avoid the enemy's villages, and with the speed of the Ming army, it will be dawn tomorrow at the earliest.

The premise is that if you are not discovered by the enemy, if you are found to kill all the way, I am afraid that it will waste more time, so that the effect of the surprise attack will not be achieved.

With the combat effectiveness of the Ming army, it is not a problem to go all the way through.

But this kind of casualties caused by unnecessary battles, Zhu Gaoyu thought in his heart, whether he could avoid it or try to avoid it.

Lucky!

I don't know if it was God's favor or the attention of the soldiers of Ceylon, all of whom were attracted by the fleet.

Zhu Gaoyu marched with 5,000 soldiers for half a day and a night, and did not encounter any enemies except snakes, insects, rats and ants.

Occasionally, small villages and small villages are also easily passed by young people who are led the way.

"Whirring ......"

There were bursts of panting from the dark woods, wiping the sweat from his forehead, and the young man who led the way identified the direction.

After confirming, he pointed in one direction and said to Zhu Gaoyu, who was being guarded by soldiers:

"This general, go a few miles further there, and you will reach the capital."

After saying that, he hesitated for a moment, and after secretly making a decision in his heart, he gritted his teeth and added: "A few days ago, the mountain god was furious, and the east city wall was washed away by the mountain stream, and it has not been repaired yet, so it can be easily attacked." ”

Zhu Gaoyu, who ran all night and had some twitching legs, flashed a flash of joy in his eyes.

Stretching out his hand to the side, a hundred households without armor ran over.

"Did you hear that?"

Baihu nodded vigorously.

Stretching out his hand and pressing on the shoulders of the hundred households, Zhu Gaoyu said solemnly: "Take it, keep it, after you go back, Lao Tzu will protect you with a hereditary thousand households, if you fail, you will have your head on the ground." ”

Hearing this, Baihu pounded his chest heavily.

"Please rest assured, if you fail, your subordinates will be killed directly on the wall, saving you that knife."

Zhu Gaoyu showed a satisfied smile and patted Baihu's shoulder heavily.

"Go ahead!"

This is a specially prepared hundred-man team, they are the most elite soldiers in the entire fleet, they are the sharp knife team that will attack later.

The movement of 5,000 people is too big, and it is difficult to easily get close to the other party's city.

Zhu Gaoyu needed a small army of elite guards to open a gap in the form of a sneak attack, hold on until the arrival of the large army, and break the enemy in one fell swoop.

In order to save the physical strength of these people, on the way to the attack, their armor was carried by other people.

Soon, the hundred-man team dressed in armor, under the gaze and envy of the resting crowd, quickly touched the city of Cologne in the distance.