As a time traveler, Zhu Youjian knew how much harm these indigenous people would have to China in the future.

Can he let them go easily? Of course not. Before leaving, he specifically told Zhu Cijiong that as long as someone resisted, no one would be left.

Zhu Cijiong was very obedient. He did not accept surrender. He just ordered all the kills, but was stopped by Zhu Cijiong.

"Second brother, these people will live in the shadows in the future. Let them live a way out first and kill them all. Who will mine for you in the future?"

Zhu Cijiong hesitated for a moment, but his father didn't say he could kill them all, so he nodded:

"Oh, my brother is right. I have killed all of them and no one is used as free coolies. So let's leave some obedient people first."

Zhu Cilang smiled slightly, patted his second brother's shoulder and said:

"The father has given you all this. We must leave some people as coolies and go to the city!"

The five thousand army quickly entered the city under the leadership of Zhu Cilang and Zhu Cijiong.

As soon as he entered the city, Zhu Cilang ordered the four gates to be confined and no one was allowed to leave the city.

But he didn't know that there were more than 10,000 soldiers in the city!

As soon as the order was conveyed, I immediately saw countless natives holding swords coming towards them.

Zhu Cilang's eyebrows suddenly stood up:

"There are so many soldiers in the city? Quickly set up a formation to meet the enemy."

The order was issued, and the five thousand Ming troops had not yet dispersed, and they quickly formed an array in the city.

The leader of these indigenous soldiers who came was nothing but Hans' son Custer.

It turned out that Custer was on the city tower and saw his father being shot by the Ming army with his own eyes, and immediately led the remaining native soldiers to avenge his father.

More than 10,000 natives rushed over under his leadership, shouting slogans of avenging Hans.

But as soon as he rushed to a distance of 170 or 80 steps, the Ming army's rifled rifle began to roar.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

In the face of technology today, no matter how brave it is, it will give away a head.

The Ming army was already red-eyed, and they were shot dead immediately after coming up.

With the mentality of avenging his father, Custer led the guards to supervise the formation behind the crowd, and did not allow the Wandan soldiers to retreat at all.

As long as someone retreated, he immediately ordered the killing, and the ignorant indigenous soldiers could only charge to the death.

In this way, the rifled rifle in the hands of the Ming army completely became the God of Death's sickle that harvested their lives.

It was not until the bodies of the soldiers under his command piled up high in front of the formation that Hanster felt fear, left the soldiers and turned around and ran away.

The leader ran away and even fucked, leaving thousands of indigenous soldiers fleeing around.

Zhu Cilang looked at the escaped indigenous soldiers with cold eyes:

"Telection, the troops were divided into four groups to pursue, and only killed until they all surrendered."

Cold weapons face hot weapons, and these indigenous soldiers will be dead wherever they run.

When they were killed and had nowhere to escape, they began to burrow into the houses.

The red-eyed Ming army shot and killed people whenever they saw someone different from the Ming people, without any mercy.

Later, when the Ming people and merchants in the city saw the arrival of the Ming army, they knew that the opportunity to avenge was coming, so they also took up weapons and followed the Ming army to chase and kill the local natives.

The sufferings of so many years have erupted today, and they can finally exclaim their anger.

The city of Jingliwen was filled with indigenous crying and screams, and there were endless hearings.

Zhu Cilang and Zhu Cijiong initially wanted to control the Ming army's killing, but when they walked into the homes of several men, they couldn't help but feel angry.

In the homes of these native leaders, there are many Ming people who are not close to each other.

All of them had dull eyes, and their bodies were covered with scars, knife wounds, scalds, and teeth bites.

Even in a corner of the room, several Mingren girls with blood on their lower bodies were found, and they were no longer breathing.

Zhu Cilang and Zhu Cijiong walked to the backyard again, but found dozens of corpses of Ming men, all of whom were beheaded and died.

The two people, who were extremely angry, walked into more than a dozen indigenous thatched huts one after another, and found that there was a Ming people killed again.

"Brother, Mingren lives so miserably here, why are there so many people coming to Java?"

Zhu Cilang shook his head:

"This... I don't know, maybe it was because I couldn't survive in the Ming Dynasty!"

How could they know that these natives, like Western colonists, began their actions one after another in a few years.

Ming people have a poor memory and it is easy to forget the pain when they heal their scars. They will come again in a few years to survive and make money.

Zhu Cijiong had to bite his teeth. They had been with the people and the soldiers for so many days.

He has a deep understanding of the sufferings of the people of Ming Dynasty and has also established deep friendships.

"Brother, the second brother is going to slaughter these beasts, don't stop them."

Zhu Cilang nodded and had to teach these natives a profound lesson.

One day later, the city of Wandan was left with only children and women, and all adult men disappeared.

Looking at the empty street, Zhu Cilang asked his younger brother:

"Second brother, do you think your father will blame us for doing this?"

Zhu Cijiong shook his head:

"I don't know. Even if my father punishes me, I don't regret it. However, my father said that indigenous women can work, and all children must learn Chinese and speak Chinese, and they must be Chinese before they become adults."

Zhu Cilang suddenly realized:

"Second brother, my father's words are obviously an hinting that we do this. Prepare for the troops to be sent to Wandan City in two days."

The news about Jinglibune spread to the capital of Wandan the next day.

Now the Prime Minister Bumi, the head of Bandan, fainted on the spot, and he was defeated.

The first thing I did when I woke up was to blame myself for not sending my son and grandson to Jinglibune.

The Wandan Kingdom still has 60,000 to 70,000 troops, so Bumi will certainly not let go of his hatred.

He personally led 70,000 soldiers to Jingliwen, and Bumi wanted to wipe out the Ming army and demanded huge compensation from the Ming Dynasty, otherwise he would slaughter all the Ming people on the island.

He was about to attack the capital of Wandan Kingdom, and Zhu Cilang could not fight an unprepared battle.

The scout of the Ming Dynasty's anti-blade army slipped into Wandan City the day before yesterday to inquire about information through the Ming people in the city.

How many troops are there in Bandan, the height and thickness of the city wall and the defensive forces, all of them have been figured out.

When they learned that Prime Minister Wandan personally led his troops to Jinglibu, they immediately delivered the news to Zhu Cixuan in time.

When Prime Minister Wandan personally led a large army to avenge his son, Zhu Ciyang and Zhu Cijiong smiled happily.

"Brother, we can wait for the time being to cool down after Bumi arrives."

Zhu Cilang immediately spread out the map and carefully checked the terrain of Wandan.

Of course, the map comes from Zhu Youjian's system, and everyone in the Ming army has one.

"Second brother, come and see, Wandan City is a port. We can notify Huang Fei that after Bumi leads the main force to leave, he will immediately lead the navy to land from Wandan Port.

Then we set up an ambush in this place, and once Bumi enters the ambush circle, he will be wiped out on the spot."
Chapter completed!