Chapter 1912

Sumatra guards the Strait and can be called an important place in the South China Sea.

From Zheng He's first voyage to the west, this was the focus of his attention, so that Shi Jinqing was used to clamp down on the Strait.

There are dense rain forests and the sky is blue, which makes people think that the world should be blue.

Green mountains stretch and fluctuate, interspersed with lakes and rivers. The river extends until it flows into the sea and returns to dark blue.

Boom!

The waves lashed against the rocks and splashed jade.

The waves were not one wave, but three waves in a row, one after another hitting the coast.

More than 300 people stood by the sea, listening to the sound of the waves beating the rocks, quietly.

Most of these people were wearing red fruits. The leading man wore a Ming Man's robe. He looked at the forest in the distance and said gnashing his teeth: "does the fishing boy only dare to hide in the forest?"

The man sneered and said, "I killed the old fisherman. The little fisherman is as timid as a mouse, but he dares to rebel. Some people are encouraging and others are accomplices! Kill them all and go!"

A group of people stormed into the dense forest. Their goal was the top of the mountain, where the old fisherman, or the son of the old king of Sumatra, was above.

The man who led here naturally killed the old fisherman and was almost killed by the Ming army. Finally, Fang Xing deliberately let him go for some purpose and let him take over as the son of the former Lord of the country.

The old fisherman avenged his father, and then his mother kept her promise. Since then, there have been more fishermen and state leaders here.

The man, as an abandoned prince, naturally refused to give up, so he looked for an opportunity to kill the old fisherman, and then got the permission of Daming.

But although the old fisherman went, his son was there.

The two sides fought for a long time. Finally, the old fisherman's son, the former prince, was defeated, so he fled to the mountain and was ready to recharge his energy and start all over again.

But the current leader of the country wants to eliminate the root, so today he gathered the most elite soldiers in the country to kill this enemy and unify Sumatra.

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The dense forest is rich in vegetation, pine, ebony, camphor, sandalwood... Birds chirp on the trees, crisp and pleasant.

Occasionally, a red haired orangutan suddenly appeared on it, roared at the invaders, and then disappeared quickly.

More than 300 people went all the way, and even the most ferocious Sumatran tiger could only avoid it.

Halfway up the mountain, a scream suddenly came from the front. The Lord waved his hand and said proudly, "he can't help it, he can't help it! Kill it! Who killed him and rewarded him!"

The reward here is not only wealth, but also women's food, so these small but flexible sergeants rushed up with simple long knives.

The leader of the state went up slowly, just like climbing a mountain. He even stared at a tapir that rarely appeared in the mountains for a moment.

The tapir was startled by these people. Its nose stretched out and shrunk. Then it looked at the Lord for a moment, turned around and ran down the mountain.

It will return to the water, then hide in the water and stretch out its nose to breathe.

The Lord smiled. He will reach the top of the mountain and judge the rebel.

Just over a hundred steps above him, the two groups were fighting desperately.

Hate eyes, heavy breathing, sharp screams

The number of people on the mountain was less than 200, but they were condescending and attacked their opponents with bows and arrows.

When the LORD came forward to see this scene, he couldn't help but say angrily, "kill up! Kill those who stand back!"

So a tall sergeant on the Lord's side rushed up. He held a knife in his right hand and blocked the arrow. He rushed into the enemy group first.

When the long sword was waved, the archers could only block with the long bow helplessly, but in vain.

The archers were in chaos, and the morale of the LORD was greatly boosted. They rushed up one after another, and the two sides began a scuffle.

The people of the Lord of the country are elite, but the little fisherman Prince's men are miscellaneous troops.

In just a quarter of an hour, the young Fisherman's command was defeated, and he was defeated cleanly.

The Lord of the country has been watching with his hands down, reserved and complacent. Seeing this, he also pulled out his long knife sent by the Ming army and rushed up.

As the leader of a small country, you must learn to use both hard and soft. Of course, taking the lead is the best way to establish authority and encourage.

There is no possibility of reversal in a battle of this scale, so the Lord of the country "fearlessly" rushed into the middle of the fleeing enemy, cutting muscles and bones with a sharp long knife,

Blood was splashing and red was in sight.

An enemy slipped and fell to the ground. He struggled to remember, but a barefoot stepped on his back. Then a sergeant grabbed his hair in his left hand and pulled it hard, lifting his head up.

Ah!

The sharp pain of bone joint friction at the back neck made the enemy scream, and then the sergeant who stepped on him smiled grimly, waving a knife like killing a tapir.

The Lord stopped to breathe, nodded with satisfaction at the scene, and then shouted, "kill it! Kill the fisherman!"

The sergeants cheered, but the enemy began to flee in confusion.

The LORD followed closely. He vowed to end the little fisherman who humiliated him with his own hands today, in the most cruel way!

The defeated troops were in disorder, most of them scattered to both sides.

As long as the young fisherman is killed, these people are not enough evidence. Most of them will die in the mountain in the end.

The Lord sneered contemptuously. Seeing an enemy in front of him on the left, he ran into a big tree and fell to the ground. He couldn't help laughing and walked over.

He needed a head to show his martial arts, and then with the head of a small fisherman, he could even swallow the newly built place in Jiugang after the Ming people were weak.

Thinking of the brand-new port and the castle, the Lord kicked down the enemy who was hit by Venus, and then took a look at the direction of the old port.

Then he waved a knife!

The enemy on the ground shook his head. Everything in his sight was blurred, but he still saw the light reflected by the long knife.

He reached out in despair and grabbed the plane on the ground. He accidentally touched an arrow and grabbed it. While the long knife fell, he tried to stab it from bottom to top.

The long knife fell, and the arrow also stabbed smoothly from the lower part of the Lord.

"Ah..."

Only one scream came from the mouth of the Lord of the kingdom.

The sergeants who were chasing the defeated enemy looked back and could never forget the picture.

The Lord stood there with a separated corpse at his feet. His lower part seemed to give birth to something. As he bent his knees and knelt, the arrow was inserted into his abdomen with a pop.

When people stare, some look very cute, such as girls. But the stare before death has no sense of beauty, but it will make people feel terrible.

The commander of the country looked at this scene. They couldn't believe that the country Lord would die in the hands of a stupid fool who hit a tree.

When the fleeing enemy saw that there was no pursuit, he also looked back, and then ecstasy began to diffuse.

Just then, someone shouted, "the rebel is dead!"

Yes, both sides regard each other as a traitor. Now that the Lord of the country is dead, who is the traitor?

"Kill!"

Morale suddenly reversed and the enemy began to fight back.

The little fisherman Prince waiting to die on the top of the mountain also saw this scene. He was dull and looked strange, and then he couldn't stop his ecstasy.

"Ha ha ha!"

With the roar of laughter on the top of the mountain, the leader's command began to fight back and drove down his opponent who had no morale.

The little fisherman slowly went down the mountain, came to the Lord, reached out and touched his wide eyes, and couldn't help roaring up to the sky.

"Ah..."