The end of February, trading day.

The hull of the Egret entered the estuary of Wuxi under the tide. Because the wind direction was not smooth, the Egret fell down the cross sail and only operated the main sail inclined sail and the spinnaker between the mast and the bow mast. Because the sloop sailboat can make wind on all sides. Even if the wind direction is not smooth and goes up against the current, the Egret, full of weapons and soldiers, can still have a five-degree degree.

Behind the Egret, there are two sloops of similar shapes, which are the sister ships of the Egret. The whole body is pitch black and even the canvas is gray. The Raven is Ahai's ship, and the last one is the Seagull. Three sloops are lined up. From a distance, they look like three sharks cruising on the sea.

The fog at dawn was cut by the sharp ship of the Egret. The white sailboat sailed forward in the distance. On the deck, the gunner had loaded double grape bullets into the eighteen-pound cannon. The guy holding the spiral cannon was also extremely nervous. Qi Lie, who was hiding behind the side of the ship, listened to the sounds around him in a charming way. Everyone knew that their leader had declared war long ago. After entering Wuxi, he might be attacked at any time. This time, he entered Wuxi, and the surroundings were quiet and strange.

As the Egrets walked around a sandbar covered with reeds in the middle of the river, several indigenous canoes rushed towards the Egrets. The indigenous people above made excited screams, shouting loudly, and kept pointing at their canoe, shouting: "Duckskin, deerskin."

Simmons glanced at the canoe blocked by lotus leaves and reeds, smiled coldly, and ordered: "The contrailer lined up on the port side, the circumferential cannon is ready to shoot, and the main cannon collapses!"

The Spanish soldiers holding a medley gun quickly formed an array. After the medicine was loaded, they carefully protected the fuse tied to their wrists. The two cyclone cannons on the port side were aimed at the canoes. After Simmons took out his hand gun and fired it, warning these guys not to get close, the canoes not only did not leave, but rushed forward.

And more canoes sailed out of the reed marsh on the sandbank and the bushes by the river, and rushed towards the three sloops. Obviously, these guys were not coming to trade at all, but ambush set up by Tararo, and Simmons had conquered countless indigenous tribes and had long been familiar with these tricks.

"Rotary cannon, the bullet fires!" Simmons ordered.

The rumbling sound of cannons quickly suppressed Simmons's thick voice. Two cyclone guns were the first to fire, followed by thirty convex gunmen, more than two hundred lead bombs flew towards the camouflaged canoe. The blazing rain of bullets swept across, tearing everything that was encountered. Even the canoe could not stop the energy of the lead bomb, and was beaten into sieve, and the person on it was beaten into pieces.

"Cannon, shoot!" Simmons ordered again.

Three eighteen-pound cannons fired one by one, avoiding the damage caused to the deck caused by the fire at the same time. Large lead bullets that hit the iron box were pushed out by fierce gunpowder and fell into dozens of canoes, sweeping across everything they encountered. The deck on the port side was in a mess. The gunner and sailors helped clean the barrel and put the shotgun into it. Simmons had commanded the helmsman and the sailors who had the spinnaker to cooperate, turned the hull and taught the enemy a lesson with the three cannons on the starboard side.

At this moment, the Raven behind also rushed up, like a vicious wolf, joining the slaughter array. Every time the gun was fired, as many as 100 shotguns were shot out by black gunpowder, smashing the canoe, and smashing people into pieces of flesh and limbs. The Egret and Raven cooperated with each other, defeating the ambushers like the black and white god of killing. The rolling white smoke covered Wuxi, and the sailors were shouting excitedly from inside, and the people of the Big Belly Belly had retreated.

Li Mingxun sat on the last Seagull. Although the warship also wanted to go forward to participate in the battle, Wuxi was not enough to launch three sloops. When the Seagull pierced the undissipated smoke and entered the combat area, Li Mingxun heard the sound of knocking on the hull. He leaned over and saw a dead body floating on the port side of the Seagull, with face facing up, showing a painful expression. Under the influence of the tide, its head hit the side of the Seagull, and the atmosphere was a bit weird.

On the water, there are dead bodies and ship fragments everywhere, and more dead bodies and debris flow downstream, and some have attracted carnivorous fish.

Li Mingxun's eyes were staring at the camouflaged canoes. They were already covered in holes with shotguns and lead and were sinking. Li Mingxun saw something strange and said to Wumu: "Shoot a rocket!"

Wu Mu carried out Li Mingxun's order without hesitation. The rocket dragged its orange-red tail and landed on the reeds covered by the canoe. At first there was a little flame, and suddenly a ball of flame rose into the sky and exploded violently, causing the hull of the Seagull to shake.

"It seems that these natives have many methods. Seeing this fireball, Ah Hai and Simmons should put aside their contempt." Li Mingxun said lightly.

The Egret and Ravens did slow down and did not continue to chase and instead returned to the array.

"Master, the barbarian sank at least thirty ships and more than two hundred people died." Wu Mu whispered from the side.

Li Mingxun nodded slightly and said, "Let the Egrets reduce the degree and arrive at the heart of the stream before noon."

Stream Heart Pier.

Hundreds of people gathered under the long shed of the dock, waiting for news from the front line, and Chel was among them, but Kings Alami and Tararo were not there. During this period, they no longer dared to appear in front of the leaders of the villages and communities, because everyone would ask them questions.

"Is Talaro a bull thief? Where is Black Usa?"

"Is that letter true? Is King Alamy really the property that worships the sacred tree to please Lee Myung-hoon in order to let Tararo go?"

"What else does the King and Tararo hide from us? Why did Lee Myung-hoon declare war directly?"

In the past half month, countless questions have come to my mind. When Tararo and Alami did not come forward to respond and they could not verify, countless resentment and distrust arise. When Zhengshu issued a convening order and asked the warriors of each village to go to the Red Earth Heights to defend the sacred tree, most of them chose to keep it because Li Mingxun vowed with honor and life to kill the evil thieves and not hurt the sacred tree. No one was willing to let his brothers and nephews take risks, let alone let them sacrifice their lives for thieves and villains.

All the leaders gathered in the heart of the stream, with thousands of warriors behind them, watching, watching who would win, to prevent betting in advance and watching the direction of the situation.

There is no doubt that if Li Mingxun wins, they will jointly denounce King Alami's foolishness and insidiousness, Tararo's tyranny and cunning, and if Li Mingxun fails, these people will also take the blame and maintain their status in the Dadu Fan Kingdom.

The battle soon came to an end. Less than fifteen canoes escaped. The desolate highland warrior climbed onto the shore. Sweat mixed with blood dyed the white sand under his feet red. There were less than fifty people coming down from the boat, and more than twenty corpses. The originally proud and mighty highland warriors were sitting on the ground at this time. Some people hugged their heads and cried, while some people were stunned. They not only had sadness, but more fear, which explained everything.

Although I don’t know how many casualties, the fighting spirit of being able to destroy the highland warriors was already a very tragic defeat.

Soon, three sloops appeared in the wide waters in front of the middle of the stream in the noon sun. The shimmering river water reflected the tall hull and the masts piercing the sky. The soldiers on it glanced fiercely at the leaders. Even if no one threatened them with weapons, some people still retreated in fear.

Li Mingxun walked up to the dock. At this time, he changed into an ordinary mountain armor, but he showed more majestic. The warrior behind him emitted a strong smell of blood all over his body, and the timid began to tremble.

"Shopkeeper Li, what do you...what do you want to do?" A leader saw Li Mingxun's eyes falling on him, hid behind Chel in fear, and asked in panic.

Li Mingxun smiled and said, "It's nothing. It's just the first time I've seen you and I want to say hello to you."

Chel glared at the coward, stepped forward, and said, "Shopkeeper Li, you lead the army to Xixindi, what do you want to do, destroy our big-bowed country or destroy the sacred tree?"

Lee Mingxun sat on the stool beside him and said, "Of course not. Although I don't believe in your sacred tree, I respect your faith. I am just punishing the thugs. Your King Alami did not hand over the bull thief, black Usa and the mastermind behind the scenes, so I came to arrest them in person."

"Where are they?" Chel asked.

Li Mingxun pointed to the Red Earth Heights and said, "There are those dirty and vicious guys who disguised themselves as sacred trees, hiding in the Red Earth Heights, and bewitching the warriors of the highlands and men who do not know the truth in the villages and communities to be cannon fodder."

"You... are you going to attack the Red Clay Highlands? That is our holy land!" The cowardly leader stood up.

Li Mingxun shook his head slightly: "It's just to capture the murderer."
Chapter completed!