As a feudal dynasty with population and national strength in the 17th century, the Mughals had the least lacking in manpower. Moreover, they had been dealing with the Portuguese for hundreds of years and were more open than the Ming Dynasty for a long time. They could easily obtain advanced firearms, mesh guns, and cannons. The army of Sawuz was established by his father, and it also contained a consulting group of Portuguese mercenaries.

According to information, the Mughal army besieged Diwu Shangzhan initially had 16,000 troops, but as they could not capture for a long time, the number of troops gradually increased to 30,000. There were less than 700 armed personnel in the Shangzhan, but they had been persisting for six months.

The merchandise is a castle, and fortifications give the empire sufficient advantages. The entire merchandise is full of the empire's advanced city defense technology. The scientifically proven prism structure allows the guards to shoot outside without any blind spots, and the only direction leading to the land is the swamp and water beach.

The Wu Shangshu was sufficient in food and gunpowder, and the number of muskets and artillery was enough. It was simply a hedgehog full of thorns, which caused huge casualties to the Mughals. In the past six months, at least 1,400 people fell in front of the Shangshu Fortification, so when the expeditionary fleet arrived, they saw an ugly scene formed by the siege.

The shop is surrounded by white and maggots covered with maggots, many of which are distorted. The shop shop castle standing by the sea is covered with various burning and impact marks, and flames and thick smoke fill people's eyes. This is not a battlefield, it is simply hell. The only person who is grateful for the empire's golden dragon flag is still floating, although it has been riddled with holes.

"As such a large smoke, Indians would not think that smoke can solve the problem." A staff officer looked at the thick smoke in the inland and sneered.

The Portuguese commander shook his head: "No, the Mughals were burning the bodies. The commander Sawuz was a violent guy. Like their emperors, human life was just a number in their eyes. A hundred slaves were not as valuable as a shell. Soldiers who believed in the Tianfang Cult could barely match the status of livestock, but the rest of the pagans were not as good as firewood and grass feed."

At this time, Sawuz was sitting on a rattan chair under a high platform. The sleeping white elephant next to him was his mount. From this high ground, you could overlook most of the battlefield. The mud was filled with corpses and fragments of weapons. The rotten smell came from the enemy's castle. From the beginning of the siege, he knew that this castle was not easy to fight, but he didn't expect that it would last for six months until the enemy's fleet arrived.

He had already learned the news of the destruction of his own fleet, but he didn't care. The Mughal Empire was pagan. They had wood, iron nails and ropes. Give them an indicator, and they could rebuild the ship, and then tie these idiots to the oars to be slaves. It was a fleet.

All Sawuz had to do was wait. Further away, he ambushed 10,000 infantry and 4,000 cavalry, waiting for the enemy to get ashore, and the other wait was in the woods under his feet, where slaves kept carrying baskets, mud and dirt were poured aside, and an authentic tunnel had been dug under the enemy's fortress and was nearly completed. This was the gift he gave to the expeditionary fleet, allowing these arrogant Chinese to watch their compatriots and castles explode into the sky with their own eyes!

On the Empire.

All officers stood on the deck, watching the intercommunication between the flag soldiers and the Diwu Trading Store.

"Your Highness, Diwu is in danger, and there are only 140 living people left. The gunpowder is not enough to fire. It can only be used for guns, drinking water pollution, insufficient storage, dry cakes are moldy, bacon and insects. However, no one surrenders to the enemy. We swear to live and die with the store..." Zhao Mingde stood beside Lin Junhong and slowly translated it for him.

The Empire was silent. When many people heard this tragic situation, they couldn't help but cry. Before they could communicate, a young staff officer said, "Prince, let's land quickly and save them."

"Yes, they are our fellow citizens."

"Prince, I will give the order. Our navy is willing to go ashore to help the war!"

The smile on Lin Junhong's face disappeared. He did not want to land and fight the powerful Mughal army in a land battle. This was a strategy that was decided from the beginning. Land battle should be after the great prince Li Jundu attracted the main force of the Mughals. But he didn't know how to convince these passionate young people, or in other words, he didn't know how to turn a blind eye to the tragic tragedy in front of him.

"Quiet, all are quiet!" Zhao Mingde shouted, continuing to translate: "......... The thief chief has a cunning ambush five miles away, intending to attack halfway. Please do not land on the shore and lose the prestige of the country. In addition, the enemy has been attacking the city for three months, and has reached the storehouse. The city is broken at any time. Even if it lands on the shore, it cannot be rescued. My brothers and I decided to die, hoping that your highness will avenge us. Retired Navy Lieutenant Colonel Xu Zhiwei, General Secretary of Diu, came forward, Xu bowed his head again, hoped that your highness should put the overall situation first and the lower ones.

Long live the empire, long live the emperor!"

After Zhao Mingde finished translating, he asked, "Prince, what should I do now?"

Lin Junhong said lightly: "Wait."

"What are you waiting for?" asked a young adviser boldly.

Lin Junhong said: "Waiting for an opportunity to save them!"

High platform.

The musician was playing hard, the singer twisted his body hard, and the juggler was sweating all kinds of tricks. At the banquets on both sides, the generals in gorgeous clothes were drinking wine and laughing loudly. It was like a celebration banquet, but everything was not over. This loose and luxurious scene was only used to show the empires.

When Sawuz saw the mission coming, he leaned against the white elephant's body and looked at the mission with contempt, but soon discovered the difference, because although the mission was wearing the Imperial Navy uniform, each of them had different skin tones and had a tall nose, which looked like a Han man at all.

"His Highness, the noble King Cheng, hopes to have friendly talks with Lord Sawuz, and especially brings us exquisite gifts. His Highness said that killing is a blasphemy to all gods. True noble and brave people should resolve conflicts in the way of civilized people..." Zhengshi said.

Sawuz listened to the familiar language and stood up: "Wait, are you a messenger from the East?"

"This...yes, Lord Sawuz."

"But why do I see you as so much like our Mughals, and the ten people behind you!" Sawuz was suspicious and then ordered: "Chop them all!"

"Sir, please spare me."

The messenger then told the truth. They were originally a member of the Mughal army. They were captured during the Battle of Quilon and were promised freedom a few days ago, saying that they were allowed to join the envoy on behalf of the empire, and then they could return to their hometown with a bounty. If they did not agree, they would die, so that they came.

Sawuz prepared so much for the people of the Empire. He never thought of a group of fake messengers. He was already in a tyrannical mood and could no longer help but shouted: "Cut off the limbs of these eleven people, insert them on the flagpole, feed the dogs with arms and thighs. I want them to die before watching their limbs eat by wild dogs!"

"Sawuz, you tyrannical beast, will go to hell after death."

The eleven messengers were dragged away, and among the crowd, a burly general stood up, hesitated for a moment, and said to Sawuz: "Sir, if you kill these messengers, it means that the negotiations with the Eastern people have completely broken down."

"Sava, are you teaching me how to do things?" Sawuz asked coldly.

Sava lowered his head and said he did not dare. Sava was Bakhi of Gujarat, the military commander of a province. Most of the troops under Sawuz belonged to him, but at this moment he had to bow to Sawuz, who had a royal background. A trace of hatred flashed in Sava's eyes, but then disappeared.

"Do we have Chinese people? I'm talking about people who look like Chinese, not slaves who have obtained some nationality or permission." Sawuz asked.

Sava hurriedly said: "Yes, four days ago, a ship sent two 18-pound heavy artillery, and four Chinese were sold among the merchants, with absolutely black hair and yellow skin."

Sawuz laughed: "Look, in front of gold, anyone is crazy and fearless." Sawuz first sighed, then said: "Sava, kill the four Chinese people, cut off their heads and send them to the noble Your Highness."

"Yes, I'll send someone to do it now," Sava leaned over and said.

Sawuz waved his hand: "No, Sava, I mean you do it yourself, cut off the heads of those people, and then send it to the Your Highness yourself. Why, do you want to disobey my orders?"

Sawa gritted his teeth and shook his head firmly.

An hour later, he appeared on the battleship Imperial. He was covered in blood and carefully adjusted his four heads and said the origin of these heads and the original words of Sawuz. The officers on the battleship were in anger. If Lin Junhong hadn't stopped drinking, he would have cut Sava into meat sauce.

"General, does Sawuz ask you when will you go back?" Lin Junhong asked softly.

"No, no, maybe he thought I couldn't go back." Sava sat cross-legged on the deck and said calmly.

Lin Junhong smiled: "That would disappoint him. Come and ask General Sava to clean up the dirt on his body, use some food, and bring back the gift from my king to Lord Sawuz in a while."

"Take it back, gift, what gift, don't you kill me?" Sava asked.

Lin Junhong pointed to the fleet that appeared on the sea level in the distance and said, "My gift is above that fleet, General Sava, be patient."

When the fleet in the distance appeared next to the Expeditionary Fleet, cheers erupted on the Expeditionary Fleet because it was reinforcements from the Expeditionary Fleet, from the African colonies of the Empire, and the West Indian Ocean Fleet affiliated to the African Company. The fleet originally had only three heavy patrols and seven schooners, but when it appeared, there were more than twenty ships, and the rest were South Asian style spinning boats Karak sailing ships. These merchant ships were captured by the West Indian Ocean Fleet, all from the Mughal Empire.

Sava returned to Sawuz in the evening. The huge fire illuminated Sawuz's gloomy eyes. Sawuz asked, "Sava, you are back, have you surrendered to them too?"

"No, no, that king of China is to let me send you the gifts I have given you." Sava said, his voice a little low, unable to tell the difference between sorrow and joy.

Sawuz glanced at Sava's men who brought back four boxes, laughed and said, "The last time I gave me a gold-inlaid hull model. What is this time? Four boxes of silver coins?"

Sava shook his head, and then his eyes lit up: "Are they four beauties?"

The generals around all burst into laughter. Sava still shook his head and took the initiative to open four boxes. Ten people were rolled out of them in each box, a total of forty.

"This is a head, forty Mughal heads. The Chinese king said it was a response to your killing of four Chinese merchants. He also said that every time you kill a Chinese man, he would respond by killing a Tianfang scholar who was a Mughal Empire." Sava said in a deep voice.

"He kills a Mughal, and I will kill a hundred Chinese!" Sawuz roared loudly.

Sava said: "Mr. Sawuz, please let me finish it, okay?"

Seeing that Sawuz was silent, Sava said, "These forty heads were not soldiers captured in the south, nor were civilians who plundered ashore, but nobles who took a boat to Mecca to pilgrimage. I saw with my own eyes that they sent a clutch to block the route between Mecca and Mughals. They had controlled seventeen ships. I boarded two of them, and the nobles on them were locked in the wet and hot cabin. It is said that there were more than 1,400 men, women and children. This time, there were forty men's heads, and the next time there would be children and women mixed together.

And the Chinese king also said that he was willing to exchange these people for the lives of the pagans in the Diwu Shop. If you refuse and destroy the Shop, he would ignite seventeen hajj ships, burn all the believers to death, and then block the route forever, so that the devout Mughal believers could no longer go to Mecca to pilgrimage."

"Damn it! Damn it, pagan!" Sawuz screamed in anger. He waved his fists for a long time and kicked over all the people and objects around him, but he did not issue a common tyrannical order because he could not bear the price of Lin Junhong's revenge.

The Mughals who were able to go to Mecca to pilgrimage have some background. If one thousand four hundred people were killed, they would definitely cause an uproar. More importantly, the terms of the Hajj route were cut off. You should know that according to the canon rules, every Tianfang scholar would go to the holy place to pilgrimage as much as possible throughout his life. If he lost this opportunity, would they still be considered pious?

The Mughals had been fighting with the Persian Safi Dynasty. The road to Mecca on land had long been blocked and could only go from the ocean.

"Great Lord Sawuz, we have installed explosives under the walls of the Diwu Trading Store. With just one order, you can blow the store that has tortured you for half a year into the sky." A Portuguese consultant came and said happily to Sawuz.
Chapter completed!