Chapter One Thousand Seven Hundred and Eighty Eight Requests

Style: Historical Author: writing in the sunWords: 2041Update Time: 24/01/10 11:26:19
Go directly to the center of the Great Lakes to build a city? Han Du was shocked when he heard this, and felt relieved the next moment. This is really Zhu Di's temper, he will occupy the best place.

At first, he was just a vassal king and he dared to rebel, but now he looked down upon the native Americans even more.

Water is a resource that people cannot live without. No matter where they are, people will involuntarily choose to occupy places with superior water sources.

The Great Lakes have abundant water resources and a strategic location. The indigenous people here are definitely the most numerous and strongest.

"You chose to build a city on the Great Lakes. This is something I didn't expect." Han Du shook his head speechlessly.

"But you have strong soldiers and horses, so you shouldn't have any problem dealing with the natives, right?" What a joke, Zhu Di's cavalry and infantry are complete, well-equipped, and assisted by firearms.

To deal with the native Americans, isn't this just like punching the kindergarten? Zhu Zhanji sighed,

"Those indigenous people are not that unbearable..." Speaking of the indigenous people, Zhu Zhanji's mind instantly recalled the scenes of fighting with them.

That kind of brutality, that kind of ferocity, that kind of strong blood seemed to appear in front of him all at once.

Shaking his head, he shook the images out of his mind. He continued: "Although the equipment of the indigenous people is not good, their troops are also very fierce. And although they cannot defeat us head-on, their sneak attacks also make us unable to guard against them..."

"Sneak attack?" Hearing this, Han Du suddenly became energetic and said,

"The natives can't defeat you head-on, so how can sneak attacks still pose a threat to you?" Zhu Zhanji nodded and explained in detail: "Not only is it a threat, it's also a big one."

"Ah?" Han Du was a little confused for a moment. Han Du was a bit unimaginable. If he couldn't fight head-on, what was the use of a sneak attack?

He destroyed many countries overseas. After wiping out the effective forces, the country no longer had any room to resist.

Zhu Zhanji looked bitter and continued: "If these natives were just sneak attacks, we wouldn't take it seriously, but they use poison despicably and shamelessly..." Speaking of this, Zhu Zhanji They all showed expressions of gnashing teeth, and one can imagine how much he hated the indigenous people for using poison.

"I have six guards, and they all died under the poisonous arrows of the natives. If they hadn't fought tooth and nail to protect me, I would have been poisoned long ago."

"Their poisonous arrows are extremely vicious. If you are shot, even if it scratches your skin, you will definitely die if you see blood. There is no cure."

"Anyone who is hit by a poisonous arrow will have large red, swollen and festering wounds in just a few breaths. My guards are also warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles and climbed out of the dead. But even so, they were also He was so painful that he went crazy and couldn't bear it and even pulled out a knife to kill himself..." Listening to Zhu Zhanji's sobs and painful complaints, Han Du could imagine how tragic the scene after the poisoning would be.

No wonder Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but his eyes were blood red and his eyes were filled with tears when he talked about it. Han Du instantly remembered that the poisons of the indigenous Americans were famous, let alone now, even in future generations, there would be no antidote.

"This thing is indeed difficult to deal with. Isn't there a way to deal with it?" Han Du also felt that it was very difficult, shook his head and sighed.

Xinming people are not fools, even if they didn't think of a way to deal with it at first. It has been more than ten years. If there is still no way, the indigenous people would have been destroyed long ago, and Zhu Zhanji would not be able to return to the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Zhanji finally calmed down and said with a smile: "Although those indigenous arrows are very poisonous, they are all wooden arrows, which can be easily resisted by armor. As long as they are not shot into the flesh through the gaps, they will be fine." hinder."

"So now, heavy armored sergeants are used to deal with the natives, so that their poisonous arrows are useless. However, the heavy armored sergeants are inconvenient to move, and they cannot catch up with the indigenous cavalry."

"..." Han Du felt very speechless. He considered and said: "What about firearms? The range of firearms should be far beyond the indigenous arrows. Use firearms to deal with them from a long distance to avoid being hit by poisonous arrows. ?" Zhu Zhanji picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and said: "Firearms are indeed a sharp weapon against the poisonous arrows of the indigenous people. Without firearms, I am afraid that we may not be able to rush to the location of the Great Lakes. But then the bullets we brought were used up. We had to go back to gunpowder, which slowed down the rate of fire.”

"The Duke of Zhenguo also knows that if the cavalry fires less fire in a battle, the power will be greatly reduced..." Han Du nodded, this is the difference.

The revolver can shoot out six bullets in an instant. I am afraid that even a firearm using loose powder cannot fire a second shot in this time.

"So you came back this time and wanted to get some bullets?" Han Du guessed Zhu Zhanji's purpose and looked directly at his expression, hoping to see something.

Zhu Zhanji was stunned at first. He did not expect that Han Du would guess his purpose all of a sudden. Han Du confirmed his guess from the change in his expression, and smiled to himself, what's so hard to guess?

Since the bullet is so important to Xinming, of course Zhu Di will not let it go. However, Han Du was still a little curious. Since the bullets had long been used up, why did Zhu Di wait until now to ask Ming for help?

From Zhu Zhanji's words, we can know that their losses over the years have been considerable. Could it be Zhu Di's stubborn pride?

Han Du smiled subconsciously. Zhu Zhanji also laughed and sighed: "Exactly, but I haven't had time to tell the emperor yet. So, please help me cover it up." Why not tell the emperor directly?

That's because this is the foundation for Ming Dynasty to settle down and live, and Zhu Di is not sure that Zhu Yunye will agree to sell it to him.

This was the scene where Zhu Zhanji purchased slaves at a high price, thinking that the relationship between the two parties could be brought closer through the transaction, and then he took the opportunity to make a purchase request.

"Don't worry." Han Du was very satisfied with Zhu Zhanji's frankness and did not want to prevaricate him.

"Although Zhu Di and I were once at odds with each other, now that the late emperor is willing to forgive him, I won't hold on to him."

"After all, your purpose is to deal with outsiders, and I won't stop you."

"Thank you, sir." Zhu Zhanji quickly stood up and respectfully bowed to Han Du.

"Anqing is your aunt and we are all part of the same family. You don't have to be so polite." Han Du quickly pressed his hand on him and motioned for him to sit down first.

When Zhu Zhanji heard what Han Du and his family said, his eyes suddenly beamed with joy, and he seized the opportunity to climb up the pole.

"Since we are all a family, I really have something to ask my great-aunt." Han Du's hand was raised blankly. I was just being polite, but you can really find every opportunity to seize the opportunity... ..But the words have been spoken and cannot be taken back. Han Du can't fall out on the spot, right?

I could only laugh dryly and nodded bravely: "Easy to say, easy to say..."