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While the rebels fled around, the troop transport ships had already docked, and the soldiers stood on the boat and did not go ashore, but were waiting for orders.

Fang Xing looked at the Javanese who were slashing the rebels on the shore with cold eyes, and slowly raised his hand.

Ma Shan knelt on the deck and said wailingly: "Brother, I called the wrong one! I called the wrong one!"

"Zheng!"

The long knife was unsheathed and placed it on Ma Shan's neck.

Xin Laoqi sneered: "Don't disturb my master during war!"

Fang Xing in front waved his hand, and Lin Qun'an shouted: "Scall!"

The cannon that had been replaced with the shotgun was also on standby. When Fang Xing waved his hand, Shin Yao shouted: "Immediately!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Muskets were fired, and smoke burst out, and the Javanese who were fighting together on the shore were immediately caught off guard.

This round of muskets killed both sides. Vikrama was about to make people clarify the misunderstanding and let the Ming army cease fire, and his ears were filled with roar...

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

The dense shotgun cleared out a landing ground directly on the shore. The Javanese were stunned by howling, and then turned around and ran away.

"What is this? What is this?"

Vikrama exclaimed, and Mashan couldn't help but shout on the boat.

The father-in-law and son-in-law spoke in unison.

Ma Shan looked at Fang Xing's straight back and felt a chill in his heart.

"Shut up!"

Xin Laoqi didn't care about the king's son-in-law. He turned over the blade and slapped Ma Shan's face flat.

"Ao!"

“Login!”

With Fang Xing's order, the soldiers jumped into shallow water and trekked to the shore with difficulty.

"Stop them! Stop them!"

The Vikrama in the rear tried desperately to intercept the defeated soldiers. After finally blocking them, he saw the Ming army landing.

Vikrama, who was full of grief and anger, he hesitated, just like after Zheng He sent a large army to land.

He lowered his head and closed his eyes in pain. When he looked up again, Vikrama's eyes were full of determination, and he waved his sword and shouted: "Array! Array!"

The rebels were also carried in, but at this time it was no longer an internal conflict, but an external enemy.

So a miracle happened, and the rebels and the Wang army actually cooperated temporarily to form a somewhat scattered formation.

No! I won't back off again!

Vikrama stopped the guard who wanted to protect him and retreated behind and shouted loudly: "I, Java, did not offend the Ming Dynasty, why did I kill? Why?"

No one answered!

Zheng He said that he would compensate 60,000 taels of gold at the end. Although he only paid 10,000 taels in the end, what is this?

This is the domineering face!

If it were later generations, it would be a true imperialist style!

"Today we will not retreat! We will not retreat a step until we seek justice! And before that, we will not retreat a step!"

The Ming army that landed ashore was only more than 2,000 people, which is why Vikrama dared to be tough.

Zheng He's fleet had more than 20,000 people back then, so how could he fight?

One tenth, if it succeeds, who are the big and small ships on the sea?

A look of greed flashed in Vikrama's eyes. He knew that Zheng He was not here!

"Go and ask Ming Jun."

So a general translator passed by in fear.

The artillery was temporarily unable to be lifted ashore, which made Fang Xing feel a little regretful.

However, facing these Javanese troops that could sweep the Old Port and Sumatra, Fang Xing was not afraid.

"Array!"

What I am facing is the array of Jubaoshan's Weishen and...

"Stop!"

Just like the envoys of the two countries when they were fighting, the translator asked tremblingly: "Dare you ask why the Ming Dynasty killed?"

Fang Xing disdained to answer, and Lin Qun'an shouted: "Jia is disrespectful to the Ming Dynasty and covets the old port. His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty, came to the old port, and Vikrama did not go to see him. This is a serious crime!"

The translation wanted to say that Vikrama was sick, but the king was behind him. He had to smile and said, "Sir, the country is rebellious and rebellious, and your highness cannot leave, so..."

Lin Qun'an sneered: "That's what he can come and apologize!"

What a fuck!

Judging from the murderous posture of Ming Jun, who dares to come?

The two waves of attacks just now have lost all morale. If you have another wave, these Javanese troops will definitely be defeated.

When Lin Qun'an saw that the translation had the intention to retreat, he ordered the attack without hesitation.

Fang Xing’s original words: “Jia should change to a more obedient king. I think Mashan is good.”

Since Mashan is good, then Vikrama must be no longer able to do it!

"Go forward! Go forward! Go forward!"

"The Ming Dynasty has won thousands of victories!"

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

The cannons on the ship fired a round of iron bullets, even if they were not accurate because of the shaking on the ship, they still disrupted the enemy's formation.

This was the first time the Ming Dynasty launched an attack on an uncivilized area, and it was also an attack to test its combat effectiveness.

The array was advancing like a wall, and the enemy troops on the opposite side were broken up by a round of artillery bombardment and were desperately reorganizing the team.

When Vikrama saw the Ming army breaking away from the coastline, his face trembled and he waved his knife to point.

"Kill the Guangming people and take back the old port!"

The old port is a territory occupied by the migrant Han people through hardships, and it is also a pain in the hearts of Javanese people.

Since the wise man is just slapping his head indiscriminately, what else can he say?

"Kill the Guangming people and take back the old port!"

Amid the shouts, the Javanese were all out.

"Stop!"

There are people in front of you, dense and endless numbers.

The array is stable, and the distance-finding personnel are constantly reporting the numbers.

"Sir, three hundred steps!"

"Two hundred steps!"

The enemy began to accelerate. As long as the two sides could fight together, the Ming army would be defeated!

"Even if Zheng He's people are there, he can't win!"

Vikrama's confidence lies in using the masses to fight against the few.

"Sir, one hundred steps..."

The enemy is already very close, and you can see the shapes of those snake-shaped swords.

Lin Qun'an waved.

"First row...scatter!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

The Javanese rush was disrupted by this volley. Seeing his comrade being hit by a lead bullet, he fell to the ground screaming and then he couldn't help but be pushed forward.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

The second round of volleys followed one after another, and the distance between the two sides was closer, and the lethality doubled!

Lin Qun'an saw an enemy running with his hands covering his chest, then hit his forehead by a lead bullet, and was stunned there. He was immediately pushed down by the Java people behind him, and instantly drowned in countless barefoots.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

After the third round of volleys, the Javanese in front was almost wiped out.
To be continued...