Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 115 Daming's Rage
Yunnan, Bazhai Division.

Yunnan is not a good place either, this is the conclusion Zhu Zhanhe has just come to.

In Kunming, on the bank of Dianchi Lake, Zhu Zhanhe really felt that Yunnan was a good place.

The four seasons are like spring and the climate is pleasant. Even the hottest part of summer is not unbearable. But after coming to Bazhaisi, Zhu Zhanhe's mind changed.

Not all places in Yunnan are so good. In the rainforest, sultry heat is still the only theme.

"His Royal Highness."

Eight days later, Mu Sheng once again found Zhu Zhanhe to report the military situation.

He also looked for it before, but Zhu Zhanhe only asked him one question: Will all the soldiers who went out to inform the various tribes return?

He answered no, and then Zhu Zhanhe asked him to leave, and dropped one word: wait.

It is now the eighth day. Not all the soldiers have returned, but they have all been confirmed.

"His Royal Highness, a total of 130 seven soldiers were dispatched this time, of which 110 two have returned, and the remaining 25..."

Having said this, Mu Sheng paused for a moment, and then said expressionlessly.

"All of them have died at the hands of the tribe corresponding to their mission!"

Although his face was expressionless, Mu Sheng's hands were clenched into fists, expressing his inner resentment.

"I understand." Compared to Mu Sheng, Zhu Zhanhe was much calmer.

"How many tribes are willing to accept the rule of Ming Dynasty?"

"Go back to Your Highness..." Mu Sheng took a deep breath.

"No……"

"Only 32 tribes received our soldiers this time, but most of them expressed their refusal in a subtle way. The remaining [-] tribes did not let our soldiers in."

"I understand." Zhu Zhanhe nodded calmly.

"Where's the cavalry? Are you ready?"

"Go back to Your Highness, get ready!" Mu Sheng's voice finally gained some confidence, because this was the only task he had completed in the past few days.

"Okay, let me know, gather and set off." Zhu Zhanhe stood up, the expression on his face changed slightly.

Calm, but with a hint of madness.

Behind the Ming army camp, the baggage storage place.

"Each person receives one, bring it with you and gather together. Remember not to receive more or not receive more."

Zhu Zhanhe stood in front of several large boxes and distributed things to the cavalry selected by Mu Sheng one by one.

Even Mu Sheng didn't know what this thing was, because Zhu Zhanhe brought it himself and Mu Sheng didn't know.

Not only Mu Sheng didn't know, but Zhu Gaoxu and Mu Ang, who were now in Dianchi Lake, didn't know either.

"Are you all ready?"

"Ready!"

"set off!"

Zhu Zhanhe got on his horse and rushed out of the camp at the lead.

Behind him, tens of thousands of soldiers of the Ming Army watched Zhu Zhanhe lead his men away with some yearning and some expectancy.

Mu Sheng was also standing at Dayingkou, but unlike ordinary soldiers, the most emotion in his eyes was worry.

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When Zhu Zhanhe started to move, many people also started to move.

The first is Mu Sheng.

Although Zhu Zhanhe did not give him an order, he still mobilized his soldiers towards the border gate in order to ensure Zhu Zhanhe's safety as much as possible.

Followed by Kunming and Yingtianfu.

After Zhu Zhanhe left, Mu Sheng immediately sent someone to send news to Zhu Gaoxu and Mu Ang in Kunming, and asked them to send an urgent message [-] miles away as quickly as possible to report to Yingtian.

It should be a little later when Yingtian got the news. It should be one to two days later when Kunming got the news. Yingtian was eight hundred miles away. Although the distance is farther, it should be one to two days later. .

When Yingtian received the news, Zhu Zhanhe had already led people to the place he wanted to reach.

Bet on the river.

Why is this place called this name?Zhu Zhanhe didn't know, but he heard from local people that this was usually a place where territories were divided, and the two sides would usually set a boundary line here and vow never to invade.

Perhaps, this is the meaning of the cursed river.

But this has nothing to do with the current Zhu Zhanhe, because what he wants to do is exactly the opposite of the meaning of the curse river.

"Zhu Ling and Zhu Ping." Zhu Zhanhe pulled the reins and stopped the horse.

Riding a horse in this rain forest is really nonsense. If it weren't for the roads opened during the war between Ming Dynasty and Chen Jikuan a few years ago, the speed would be as fast as a turtle crawling.

"Yes!" Zhu Ling and Zhu Ping took the order, turned over and dismounted, and quickly executed Zhu Zhanhe's order.

The luggage bags distributed when setting off were opened one by one, revealing the water bags inside. 2000 people lined up along the bank of the Jushu River, each holding a water bag, and then...

Use all your strength to throw the water bag to the other side of the river.

"Open your bow! Noise an arrow!"

Zhu Zhanhe issued a second order.

All the soldiers drew their bows and arrows from their backs, and set their bows and arrows as Zhu Zhanhe said, but...

It was different from the usual volley of bows and arrows. This time the Ming army used... rockets!
"shoot!"

Zhu Zhanhe gave an order, and two thousand arrows were shot out in unison, heading straight for the other side of the river.

It’s nonsense that the arrows are all in vain, not many people can do this, but as the saying goes, quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes...

Two thousand arrows and two thousand water bags on the other side will always hit the target.

What's more, he had already looked ahead and found a suitable place.

In the rainforest, there is a unique phenomenon called strangulation. When parasitic or climbing plants are successfully strangled, a large amount of dead wood will be left behind.

In just a few breaths of time, a big fire ignited on the opposite bank. It stands to reason that this is a rainforest area, and there are too many green plants. Even if it catches fire, it will not ignite such a big fire in such a short period of time.

All this stems from the water bags that Zhu Zhanhe asked the soldiers to throw across the river in the first place, because the water bags in them were not water at all.

It's fire oil, or it should be called gasoline.

Petroleum can be processed through the simplest distillation. The first thing to be distilled is gasoline. Even if it is Daming, it can be done. This is what Zhu Zhanhe has prepared long ago.

Even Zhu Gaoxu didn't know about this, because it was super-class knowledge for Zhu Gaoxu.

Seeing the small fire slowly turn into a raging fire on the other side, Zhu Zhanhe's slightly immature but crazy face was flushed red by the reflection.

"Be prepared for the anger from the Ming Dynasty..." Zhu Zhanhe murmured to himself.

Like Zhu Zhanhe, everyone's faces were flushed red by the fire, but they were different from Zhu Zhanhe. Their faces were more frightened and frightened.

The name of the God of Death has long been famous throughout the world, but they never thought that his small body would contain such powerful energy to support him in doing such crazy things.

No one has thought about burning Cochin, let alone done it.

And this kid thought about it and did it.

Perhaps, it’s too early to tell because the fire has just started to burn, but it’s definitely in line.

Because Zhu Zhanhe never planned to start from just the Jushu River.

"Get on your horse! Go back! Help the others cut down the trees!" Zhu Zhanhe got on his horse and gave the order.

Summer is when the warm and humid air moves northward. He really wants to end the fire in Jiaozhi, but he doesn't want the fire to burn back to Yunnan.

"Next target! Paul!"

"Yes!"

3000 people were prohibited from doing so. After being surprised, their faces were now full of madness.

They knew that after this battle, their detailed names might not be recorded in the history books, but that was enough.

　115 has been closed. It involves some sensitive things. I’ll check it out later. If it doesn’t work, I’ll have to delete some things.
　
(End of this chapter)