A warlike emperor would be a disaster for the stable Ming Dynasty, but Han Du also had to admit that Zhu Di was more suitable for the chaotic America.
In that kind of place, only an emperor who constantly fights can conquer a large territory for the people.
Zhu Zhanji no longer quibbled, but nodded with a wry smile, "Your Majesty's expectation is good. Your Majesty's Majesty is indeed... quite good at conquering."
"But it is precisely because of this that the national power of the Xinming Dynasty gradually declined, and it had to turn to the Ming Dynasty for help." After a pause, Zhu Zhanji looked into Han Du's eyes and said with pleading: "The people of the Xinming Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty are of the same origin. Is it true? Can I bear to watch them die in a foreign land?"
To be honest, Han Du really couldn't bear it, after all, there were over a million people.
But Han Du would not believe Zhu Zhanji after hearing a few words from him. He kept his expression calm and snorted, "If you really come to Ming Dynasty just to get help, whether it is food, or swords, guns and arrows, Ming Dynasty can do it." Yes, but why do you have to target the academy students?"
Zhu Zhanji was stunned for a moment, and the bitter smile on his face became heavier. "Don't you know how far away America is from the Ming Dynasty? How much financial and material resources does it cost to transport the Ming Dynasty's materials to the Americas? Xin Ming simply cannot bear it."
Seeing him say this, Han Du's face turned strange and asked in a strange tone: "You mean, you don't have money?"
"It's true that I have no money and can't afford such a huge price." Zhu Zhanji spread his hands and nodded helplessly.
Although he returned to the Ming Dynasty this time, he spent a lot of money, but the price was that he almost emptied the gold and silver from the Xin Ming treasury.
If all supplies are shipped from Daming in the future,
In the past, Xin Ming might have been crushed by the huge expense before he was defeated by the natives, so Zhu Zhanji would target the academy students.
Han Du looked at him for a moment and shook his head in disbelief, "I heard that you are very wealthy when you come to Ming Dynasty this time. How could you have no money?"
Zhu Zhanji spent tens of millions of dollars just to buy slaves, not to mention the other treasures he brought. How could he have no money?
"Tell me the truth, sir, this time I came back alone and emptied Xinming's treasury." Zhu Zhanji smiled casually, with a bit of bitterness and helplessness in his expression.
Han Du looked at it for a moment, somewhat believing what he said, and frowned, "Then you still ask the emperor to open sea trade with you? How can you trade if you don't have any money?"
Han Du looked at Zhu Zhanji with increasingly weird eyes. He had no money and still wanted to do business with Ming Dynasty. Could Zhu Di be thinking about defaulting on the debt, or simply cheating?
Although Zhu Zhanji didn't know what Han Du was thinking, he immediately explained to him, "My father-in-law doesn't know. Xinming does have no money, but those natives have money!"
Han Du's heart moved, as if a light flashed through his mind, but he couldn't catch it. Looking into Zhu Zhanji's eyes, she waited quietly for his next words.
"Actually, the money brought back by the orphan this time was also snatched by Xinming from the indigenous people. Those indigenous people like gold and silver. The gold and silver hidden in a small tribe may be far more than imagined." Zhu Zhan The more Ji talked, the more excited he became, and his memory seemed to return to the scene where he saw gold and silver face to face in the tribe for the first time.
Han Du also recalled the sight of the indigenous tribes when he first saw them, with a large number of gold and silver utensils piled up.
Accumulated on mountains of earth. Originally Han Du thought it was because there was a gold and silver mine near the tribe, but now it seems that it is the preference of the indigenous people?
"You..." Han Du glanced at Zhu Zhanji with an increasingly weird expression, "Aren't you trying to steal their sacrificial vessels?"
"Sacrificial utensils?" Zhu Zhanji was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't know, the sergeants below were all crazy about it at that time. They just grabbed gold and silver when they saw it. Who cares whether it is a sacrificial utensil?"
Han Du took a deep breath and nodded lightly. Indeed, how could Zhu Di, who was so poor and crazy, care about whether it was a sacrificial vessel? Even if it was, Zhu Di would probably still grab it.
"So, are you going to...?"
Zhu Zhanji suddenly came back to his senses, "While talking, the conversation got sidetracked."
After covering it up with a smile, Zhu Zhanji continued: "Don't worry, sir, Xinming is sincerely carrying out trade with Ming Dynasty. As for the issue of money... I will wait until Gu brings 100,000 slaves back this time, and then Take the purchased ordnance back and immediately form an army of 100,000."
"Maybe the combat power of these 100,000 troops is not as good as the elite of Xinming, but it is enough to deal with the natives. As long as we sweep aside the tribes around Xinming, won't we have money?"
Not only that, with this army of 100,000 slaves, Xinming's casualties can be greatly reduced. Anyway, there is no cure for the poisonous arrows of the natives, and those who are hit will die. If the slaves can fight in front, Sergeant Xinming will be much safer.
As for what happens when the slave dies? After you die, buy it from Daming again!
Use slaves to attack indigenous tribes, rob gold and silver, and then use the robbed gold and silver to buy slaves to support war.
Handu
Only then did I understand that Zhu Di had had this idea from the beginning, to grab it!
Indeed, how much money can you make by doing business? How can it be compared to this no-cost and huge-profit deal? As long as the spear in your hand is strong enough, you can get whatever you want wherever you look.
"Since you are so well prepared, why do you still want to go to the academy?" Han Du asked this question again.
Zhu Zhanji lowered his head after hearing this, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "Do you know, sir, what is the best weapon to deal with the natives?"
"firearm."
Han Du said.
"Yes, they are firearms." Zhu Zhanji smiled slightly, and then said with emotion: "Those natives are good at using bows and arrows, and they are also coated with poison that can seal their throats when they see blood. We fight them, whether they are cavalry or cavalry. Bows and arrows don’t have much of an advantage. On the contrary, Xinming suffered heavy losses because of the presence of poisonous arrows.”
"Only the Divine Thunder Cannon can attack them from a long distance, without giving them a chance to get close enough to shoot arrows."
As he spoke, Zhu Zhanji smiled at Han Du: "Let me give you another example, sir. One time, the indigenous people didn't know what they were thinking, but they actually wanted to attack the firearms camp. Several indigenous tribes united for this attack. Nearly 10,000 cavalry have been organized, sir, you might as well guess what the result will be?"
Han Du thought for a moment and said, "If the firearms camp is covered by a camp, I'm afraid the natives will suffer heavy losses."
Han Du knew better than Zhu Zhanji how powerful the combination of divine thunderbolts and artillery was. On the grassland that year, Han Du relied on these two artifacts to not only focus on the attack of 50,000 grassland cavalry, but also turn defeat into victory and completely annihilate the 50,000 army.
The natives had less than 10,000 cavalry
, it is impossible to seek benefits in front of the firearms camp.
"Young master is right. In this battle, more than 5,000 native cavalry were killed on the spot, and more than 2,000 were killed in pursuit. Less than 2,000 were able to escape. And the firearms camp's loss was less than 100 people. "
