Chapter Seventy-Three: Da Ming is back

"Angel!"

"Da Ming!"

At this moment, the old man reacted suddenly, and his figure was so excited that he almost fell from the throne.

But at the moment, he didn't bother to pay attention to these at all.

"Angels, where are the angels!"

"Quick, quick, take this king to the angel!"

The old man's excited voice spoke, and he directly grabbed the hands of his guards.

The sudden movement startled the guards.

But it quickly reacted.

I quickly reported the situation.

Listening to the guard's return, the old man became more and more excited.

Immediately, the whole palace jumped with chickens and dogs.

An hour later, a mighty and somewhat strange guard of honor set out and headed swiftly towards the harbor.

Arrive at the port.

The old man and a guard of honor behind him fell directly to the ground.

"Welcome to the king!"

With the sound of broken Chinese, it seemed particularly excited.

"The king is serious!"

Hu Zongxian smiled, and the figure hurriedly greeted him and helped the old man up.

"Lord Angel, Xiao Wang is still fortunate to see the true face of the angel, Xiao Wang died without regrets!"

The old man opened his mouth excitedly, and tears flowed down his face.

It's not pretending.

There is no way, they are in the South Seas, they are really bullied by the Spanish, Dutch, and Portuguese.

Seeing the Ming army at this moment, it is like a child being bullied and seeing his father.

The dog was undulated and saw the owner.

The excitement was entirely visceral.

Especially at this moment, it is different from the future generations, the Ming Dynasty is still a powerful and invincible existence in the heart of the entire Nanyang Countries.

The arrival of Daming at this moment undoubtedly gave them hope.

I saw the hope of returning to the territory and the people.

Hu Zongxian chuckled and supported the old man, while his mind was thinking about what His Majesty said to him that day.

"This time to the south, it is best to use the power of the countries of the South Seas to resist the West, the power of my Ming Dynasty, and now I am the rise and fall of all industries in the Ming Dynasty, and it is not appropriate to make a big move."

Thinking of these contents, Hu Zongxian's smile became more and more intense.

The two then entered the palace.

Entered into a deeper level of friendly exchanges.

Hu Zongxian expressed the determination of the Ming Dynasty to always protect the vassal state, and the king of Sulu said that Nanyang is the South Sea of the Ming Dynasty, and the Sulu State, as the Ming vassal state, will always run through this theory, and said that in order to cooperate with the Ming Dynasty's actions, the Sulu State is willing to send 3,000 soldiers, and a number of sea ships will cooperate with the Ming Dynasty to fight.

Hu Zongxian praised this and would bring the will of the king of Sulu back to Kyoto.

The king of Sulu was grateful.

When Hu Zongxian left the land of Luzon, he undoubtedly had 3,000 Sulu soldiers and hundreds of small boats under his command.

And this was the beginning, and then the Ming fleet arrived in the South Seas countries one by one.

For the arrival of the Ming Dynasty, all the countries of Nanyang couldn't help but show a very pleasant surprise, and almost all of them agreed to the requirements of the Ming Dynasty.

In this case, the number of troops behind Da Ming has exceeded more than 50,000 people.

Although these more than 50,000 people are basically a rabble, it is very likely that they will cross at one rush.

However, it can't withstand this large base.

50,000 people are considered to be a giant existence in the entire South Seas.

It's enough to do a lot of things.

When these more than 50,000 people arrived in Malacca, the whole of Malacca undoubtedly shook violently.

In the early 16th century, when the Portuguese entered the Malay Peninsula, after Xue Quilla's request for trade with Malacca failed, the Portuguese governor in Goa, India, Aberqua, led 19 warships to attack Malacca on July 25, 1511 and began the siege of Malacca, which fell on August 10 of the same year.

The Portuguese built Famosa Castle in Malacca to defend against the counterattack of the last Sultan of the Malacca Dynasty and to control the Straits of Malacca, minting new coins, adopting a commercial monopoly policy, collecting import taxes and taxes on goods, and controlling the spice trade.

And at this moment, the number of Portuguese in the entire Famosha castle did not exceed three hundred.

The arrival of more than 50,000 people instantly caused the grape people in the entire Famosha Castle to panic.

Famosha Castle

"Fuck, my God, how can there be so many natives!"

As the prefect of Famosha Castle and the Portuguese governor in Malacca, Frankie couldn't help but panic when he listened to the soldier's report at this moment.

"Your Excellency the Governor, they seem to be flying the banner of the Ming Dynasty."

The soldier was equally flustered, with a stammering mouth.

"Da Ming?"

"Impossible!"

"How could Da Ming appear here!"

Frankie spoke in disbelief.

For the Ming Dynasty, the superpower of the East, Frankie naturally knows.

Compared to them Portugal, Daming is simply a giant.

With the power of Portugal, there is no way to compete with it.

And Daming also seems to have an unimaginable appeal in the whole Nanyang.

At that time, the last descendant of the Malacca Dynasty seemed to run to Daming for help, which made him nervous for a long time.

It wasn't until he found out that there was no Ming fleet that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Later, he also knew that Daming didn't seem to be interested in overseas and Nanyang.

This made him laugh at Da Ming before.

But at this moment, what did the soldier say, and Da Ming appeared.

And it showed up with 50,000 soldiers.

"Your Excellency, what shall we do?"

The soldier was equally flustered, his words stammering.

"This must be fake!"

"Those damn natives should be soldiers pretending to be Daming."

"Go, go and defeat the natives."

Frankie spoke, gritted his teeth and walked straight outside.

"Impersonation?"

The soldier was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted.

Hurriedly followed.

Above the port.

On top of a clipper ship.

"Lord Hu, can these natives really take that castle?"

Qi Jiguang hesitated a little to speak, looking at the black natives, he really had doubts about the combat effectiveness of these people.

Even if there are 50,000 people here.

And in that castle, it is said that there are only a few hundred Frangi, but with firearms, these rabble are really difficult to say.

"Hahaha, of course I can't take it."

"But so what, we've locked it down, and they have no other choice."

"And someone will open it for us."

Hu Zongxian chuckled and spoke.

The words are extremely calm.

Even if he couldn't take it, he didn't seem to care too much.

"Someone will open it for us?"

Qi Jiguang was a little puzzled and puzzled, but he didn't continue to ask.

Along the way, Qi Jiguang was also full of admiration for this Lord Hu, the other party's military level may not be too high, but he was dazzled by this means, and even couldn't help but be deeply shocked.

(End of chapter)