Daming: Brother, there is no future for monks, let's rebel

Chapter 288 Blood in the Palace!

What Zhou Buxin said was right, the sergeants on board had already turned into wolves.

For a month, they couldn't go anywhere, they could only stay in the closed cabin, which was dark and damp, and as time went by, the smell in the cabin became more and more unpleasant. Military education, although they will not move around, but staying in the cabin makes them feel more and more uncomfortable.

The sergeants in Daming were all suffocating, and now they could finally vent it.

Just like what Zhang Dingbian said, even if the current Ming army does not have a general by their side, they can fight on their own.

For example, in the five merchant ships now, the military on each merchant ship is not under the control of each other, but their movements are surprisingly consistent, and they draw their swords: "Kill!"

There is no need for any sound, after the order is issued, all the sergeants have only one action: take out the weapon and move forward!
Click!

The military boots stepped on the deck, and the movements were uniform and intimidating, enough to make everyone tremble in their hearts.

Hamid was also taken aback. How could he have seen such a battle when he grew up so big?
The hand holding the knife trembled slightly... However, Da Ming's sergeant would not stop because of his fear.

The sergeant who gave the order just now had his eyes on Hamid, took three steps forward, and came to Hamid, holding his long knife high.

When Hamid came back to his senses, he could no longer dodge. He raised the knife in both hands to resist the attack.

Choke!

Two knives were slashed, sparks shot out, Hamid's hands were numb from the shock, and he secretly thought that the Ming army had great strength, knowing that the enemy in front of him was difficult to deal with, so he didn't dare to be distracted and concentrated on dealing with it.

However, what he faced was not an ordinary enemy, but Da Ming's army.

Although the Ming army crushed the enemy with weapons, Zhu Han understood the importance of battle formation to the Ming army at the beginning of the training.

Three-three system, five-five system...Three or five Ming troops form a battle formation, and they can face three times as many enemies without losing the wind. Under Zhu Han's training, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty did not rely on personal bravery Rong, but a firm belief in the final victory.

One person is [-]/[-] with you Hamid, how can you deal with the three Ming armies?

When Hamid was confronting the Ming sergeant, two more Ming soldiers rushed out and attacked Hamid from the left and right respectively.

Hamid ranked first in terms of force in Maradi City, but facing the three Ming troops, he quickly fell into a disadvantage. He cursed in his heart that the Ming soldiers did not speak martial arts, but he had already started to find his own way out .

But at the moment when he was distracted, Sergeant Daming seized the opportunity and slashed at Hamid's wrist with a knife, directly cutting off his hand holding the knife.

"what!"

Hamid dropped his weapon, clutched his wrist in pain, and screamed.

Sergeant Daming suffered a headache from his howling in pain, so he slapped him on the head with the back of the knife, knocking him unconscious.

The noisy noise disappeared immediately.

Hamid did not know whether he was alive or dead, and the sergeants brought by him suddenly had no leader. While they were terrified, the resistance gradually fell into a disadvantage.

There are only two paths left for them: either resolutely resist and die, or kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Those who kneel and surrender will not die!"

Sergeant Daming shouted several times in Maradi's language, Sergeant Maradi threw away their weapons one after another, knelt on the ground and surrendered to the Ming army.

The lieutenant who gave everyone the order before shouted to the signal soldiers: "Sign up the signal immediately, the port is within our control range, and immediately draw 100 people to support General Zhang and Master Zhou!"

"Yes!"

The signal soldier immediately took out the signal flare on his waist, stood on the bow, aimed at the sky, and pulled the guide rope under the signal flare.

Bang!
A red flare flew into the sky and could be seen throughout the city of Maradi.

And a hundred soldiers and horses have already started running towards the palace to support Zhang Dingbian and Zhou Buxin.

……

In the palace at this time, people were still drinking wine.

Zhang Dingbian and Zhou Buxin didn't object to the toast at all, and they never refused to drink.

While having fun, a red flare went up into the sky, and both Zhang Dingbian and Zhou Buxin saw it...Sitarama also saw it, but he didn't know what the flare represented.

Zhang Dingbian and Zhou Buxin were very clear, they looked at each other and immediately understood what the other was trying to express.

Picking up the wine glass, Zhang Dingbian laughed and said, "Old Xi, is your son feeling better? Let him come over for a drink. Today's invitation was made by him. What if he doesn't come for a drink?"

"Ah? This..."

Sitarama smiled and didn't know what to say, so he could only make excuses: "This... this, General Zhang, he is not feeling well tonight, why don't you let him out? In case you disturb General Zhang and Master Zhou again It’s not worth it.”

"How could it be? Your son is very courageous. He only adds to the fun, so how can he spoil the fun?"

Zhou Buxin said with a smile, and looked at Sitarama: "Or, Hamid is not in the palace at all, so he can't appear at all?"

"Ah, this..."

Sitarama, who had a ghost in his heart, was even more flustered when he heard Zhou Bushen's words. When he looked into Zhou Bushen's eyes, Sitarama couldn't even hold the wine glass in his hand firmly, and fell to the ground with a choke.

"Old Xi, what are you doing? Are you drunk?"

Zhang Ding smiled, as if he was watching Sitarama's joke, and then said to him: "You don't need to pay attention to Lao Zhou, he doesn't like to laugh in the first place, and he keeps his face all day long, you'll be fine once you get used to it. "

Hearing Zhang Dingbian's words, Sitarama felt a little more at ease, and bent down to pick up the wine glass, but before he poured the wine, Zhang Dingbian next to him said: "Old Xi, you don't want to call out Hamid, how about I take you to him?"

"what?"

Sitarama's pouring hand paused suddenly, he was really afraid of something, what happened today, why did Zhang Dingbian and Zhou Buxin pay so much attention to Hamid?

Could it be... They already know that Hamid is not in the palace, right?

Sitarama is not a fool, both Zhang Dingbian and Zhou Buxin paid so much attention to Hamid, plus the red fireball that just rose... All these seem to indicate that Hamid's plan to attack the Ming merchant ship failed.

If not, how could Zhang Dingbian and Zhou Buxin keep holding on to Hamid?

Thinking of this, Sitarama's cold sweat flowed down, and he cursed in his heart: "I told Hamid a long time ago that Daming is not easy to deal with, but he just refused to listen, and now the sneak attack failed... Then Then it's time for Zhang Dingbian to settle accounts with him."

Sitarama finally understood that he had been cheated.

Zhang Dingbian and Zhou Buxin have been acting with him from the beginning, and they have fooled him firmly.

"Cunning Daming people, treacherous! Shameless! Fuck me like an old man!"

Knowing that he had been deceived, Sitarama was incapable and furious in his heart, scolding Zhang Dingbian for not teaching martial arts, but there was nothing he could do. Now that Daming had the upper hand, no matter how he tried to find a solution, it would be futile.

Now he has only one way to go: kill the fish and break the net!

Sitarama is worthy of being the monarch of Maradi City. He was panicked, but his hands became more and more stable. With a very uncomfortable fake smile on his face, he smiled and said to Zhang Dingbian: "What is General Zhang saying?" , Isn’t it just to call Hamid, it’s okay... I’ll call him right now!”

"it is good."

Zhang Dingbian didn't stop him, he really wanted to see what kind of tricks Sitarama could play.

Zhou Buxin winked at the guard standing behind him, signaling him to go out and call the sergeant over, and at the same time touched his sleeve calmly.

What he had in his two sleeve pockets was the short blade given to him by Zhang Dingbian. It was destined to be a fierce battle tonight... At least before the reinforcements came, their situation would be very difficult.

From Sitarama's last strong and calm performance, Zhou Buxin could see that Hamid was at the pier, but the Maradi monarch had other backers.

If you come, you will be safe. Since Zhou Buxin has come, he has no fear in his heart.

Zhang Dingbian was as calm as ever, drinking a little wine and waiting for Sitarama to appear.

……

Soon, Sitarama returned.

Before the people arrived, the voice came first, and the voice of Sitarama appeared in the hall: "General Zhang, Mr. Zhou, I did not find Hamid, but I brought another friend to introduce you."

The voice fell, and Sitarama appeared, followed by a big man with a scar on his face, eight feet tall, wide and fat, with blond hair hanging loose, like a lion.

Neither Zhang Dingbian nor Zhou Buxin spoke. They just looked at Sitarama. Sitarama had a smile on his face. Anyway, he was about to tear his skin apart. When it was time for the decisive battle, Sitarama calmed down a lot. Zhang Dingbian and Zhou Buxin introduced the people he brought: "This is the boss of the shark-tooth pirate gang. His name is Breish. My former slave is now my confidant general."

Shark Tooth Pirates?

Zhang Ding smiled. No wonder Sitarama drove them to exterminate the shark-tooth pirate gang when they first came to Maradi. It turned out that they were from Sitarama.

With Sitarama as the inner ghost, it's no wonder Zhang Dingbian was able to wipe out the shark-tooth pirate group.

Zhang Dingbian just glanced at Blish, and expressed his appreciation to Sitarama: "Well, it can be seen that your confidant general has two brushes."

"Of course, I specially prepared him for General Zhang."

Sitarama accepted Zhang Dingbian's praise frankly, and then said triumphantly: "I know General Zhang is brave, but for the sake of Maradi, I have to be an enemy of General Zhang, General Zhang... Tell me, now Ming’s internal troubles and foreign aggression, their tentacles are difficult to get close to Maradi, you might as well take refuge in me, I will let you be Maradi’s side-by-side king, you and I are called brothers... Otherwise, Blish will let you know, what He is Maradi's number one general!"

"...Da Ming's internal and external troubles?"

Zhou Buxin looked at Zhang Dingbian with contempt in his heart.

This guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who looks very honest, has deceived Sitarama into what he is?
How can Sitarama believe such a lame reason?If Daming really had internal and external troubles, how could they keep expanding outward?

Zhang Dingbian's reasons cannot be blamed. It can only be said that Sitarama was blinded by desire and was too easy to be fooled.

"Really? Then I have to take a good look at it."

Zhang Dingbian dropped the wine glass, stood up and looked at Blish: "I hope you don't let me down!"

Blish is just a domestic slave of Sitarama, with a humble status. He couldn't understand what Zhang Dingbian said, but from Zhang Dingbian's eyes, he felt the disdain from Zhang Dingbian.

As the leader of the Sharktooth Pirates and the largest pirate leader in the waters near Maradi, he has never met anyone who dared to challenge him. In front of him, he raised his fist and hit Zhang Dingbian, but Zhang Dingbian dodged him flexibly.

"too slow."

Zhang Dingbian stretched out his index finger and shook it, then waved to Blish, gesturing him to continue.

How could Breish bear this kind of insult, and stepped forward to continue the attack, but Sitarama next to him was thinking of a quick victory. When Breish's attack failed again, he immediately slammed down at Breish. An order meant to let him finish the battle quickly.

Breish didn't hesitate anymore, and immediately took out the two hammers hanging from his waist, and smashed them towards Zhang Dingbian.

Zhang Dingbian pulled out the short knife hanging from him at the same time. When Breish raised his hand to hit someone, he suddenly took a step forward, and while avoiding Breish's attack, the knife in his hand cut him open instantly. belly.

Blish failed with one blow, and wanted to continue to attack, but suddenly he couldn't move, lowered his head, and looked at his stomach in disbelief... This, this... Blish stared helplessly at his intestines It flowed all over the ground, then his eyes widened, and his body fell down unwillingly.

"..."

Sitarama just watched Blish fall, howling in his heart.

This is his strongest support!

Was Zhang Dingbian knocked down just like that?
Then he is such a waste!

Sitarama scolded Blish in his heart as a waste, but he was also thinking quickly about how to deal with Zhang Dingbian next.

Zhang Dingbian became more relaxed, pulled off the tablecloth to wipe the blood on the short knife, and said to Sitarama with a smile: "Old Xi, the general you rely on is not good, why don't you bring some other generals, I will try them How good is it?"

"Try Nima!"

Sitarama's scalp was numb, and she couldn't help yelling, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Come in! Come in! Kill Zhang Dingbian for me! Those who kill the soldiers of Ming Dynasty will be rewarded with a hundred taels! Kill Zhang Dingbian and Zhou Buxin, and even Upgrade to level three!"

Money is touching, and Sitarama's control over them has reached the level of mental control. After his order was issued, hidden soldiers with weapons rushed into the hall one after another.

"Haha, it seems that you, Old Xi, are no longer used."

Zhang Dingbian didn't agree with him at all, he laughed and walked forward towards the charging enemy: "Then let you see, what is a Da Ming sergeant!"

Zhou Buxin took out his two sabers at the same time, and leaned back to back with another guard behind him, ready to meet the enemy at any time.

Zhang Dingbian is like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, while the Maradi soldiers rushing towards him are like a group of lambs. When they rush into the crowd, they will be hacked and killed. No one is an all-in-one enemy!
(End of this chapter)