Daming: At the start of the showdown, Lao Zhu was stunned

Chapter 689 Via India
  "This is..." Cao Yuan was startled, and then showed a look of confusion. “Isn’t this the land of body poison (India)?”

  What Zhu Su pointed with his finger was not to the west of Keshi City where the Persian area was located, but to the Indian Delhi area east of Keshi City.

  "Whether it's west or east, if you can get to Keshi, can't you contact Fourth Brother and the others?" Zhu Su said. "Persia is a vast territory with many powerful forces. Although it has been plowed by Timur, it may not be safer to search for it like a headless fly than to directly go to Keshi City to find the army under the fourth brother's command."

  What Zhu Di originally thought was that the Ming Dynasty came to help them by land. Hami and Yilipagli passed through all the way, and there were people from the Ming Dynasty. Naturally, his whereabouts would not be everywhere. But Zhu Su took the sea route. If he landed in Persia rashly, he would really be in trouble.

  "On the other hand, this place... Shendu is extremely rich. Sowing seeds does not require intensive cultivation, and you can often harvest. There is a mouthful of food for both the left and right, so the people of the country tend to be submissive. And since ancient times, the priests and nobles who have been the ruling class have all It is extremely corrupt, alienated from the people, and has little fighting power to speak of."

  "The country that rules here now is called the Delhi Sultanate, and it is even weaker. It is many times weaker than Persia under the Timur Empire. We need to have a foothold here first to ensure our retreat. It can ensure that our soldiers do not fall into the enemy's quagmire."

  "But we are here to support His Highness King Yan. The main purpose is not to show off his power in foreign lands." A Guangdong navy general who was transferred to be with Zhu Su was still puzzled. "If we land from here, wouldn't it be completely different from His Highness King Yan? Wouldn't it be more time-consuming to go all the way to Thirst Rock?"

  "No. As long as you log in from here, you can save a lot of time." Zhu Su's fingers continued to slide on the map nailed to the wall. What he was referring to was the Indus River in later generations. "Just go all the way north along this river, and Delhi, the capital of the Delhi Sultanate, will be within easy reach."

  "The Delhi Sultanate has been decayed for a long time. When it hears that our army is attacking, it will definitely mobilize the entire country's troops to invade the capital."

  "In other words, we only need one battle to completely disintegrate the country's armed forces. After this victory, we can reach Keshi City unimpeded..."

  Zhu Su's hand took various photos of the location of "Delhi" on the map. Next, the generals were already talking about it, but they all felt that this method was feasible. When marching outside, what you fear most is not the decisive battle with large groups of enemies, but the endless harassment of small groups of enemies. In a decisive battle, even if the enemy's army is several times larger than our own, the Ming Dynasty's arrogant and powerful generals are confident that they can win with less and defeat this group of alien soldiers who do not know the power of China. But if they are constantly harassed along the way...even if the morale of the army is not affected, it will definitely slow down the process of rushing to the aid of His Highness King Yan.

  Zhu Su's greatest foresight here was the "topography". Taking advantage of the Indus River to attack the city of Delhi is already the best way to take advantage of his advantage as a traverser.

  With the decision made, the Ming army began to take action. Zhu Su divided the fleet into three teams. The more flexible pathfinding speedboats and armed merchant ships were the first team. They first entered the Indus River from the estuary to check whether the river channel was smooth. The second team consisted of Zhu Su and naval warships full of Ming soldiers. They not only carried soldiers but also served as the main force to occupy the Indus River. The third team is a large sea-going fleet represented by the treasure ship Fuchuan. While frightening the country, it is also responsible for guarding the entrance to the sea and ensuring the retreat.

  At this time, the river did not have the sight of sewage flowing across it like that of later generations, and the river was flowing quite smoothly. However, Zhu Su originally thought that India was also an ancient civilization, and some rather elegant and exotic scenery could be seen on both sides of the river.

  However, as far as the eye can see, there is endless poverty and barbarism. Most of the people are dull and dark. Even when they look at the Ming warships speeding by, they often only look blank. This made the Imperial College students who were on board the ship extremely confused. They selected one person to come and ask Zhu Su: "Master Jijiu, didn't you say that this poisonous land is extremely rich, and grain can grow without cultivation?"

  "And since this place is ancient Tianzhu, it stands to reason that it should be a Buddhist paradise. Why is it so depressed and desolate?"

  "Buddha's Paradise? Haha, how can a Buddha's Kingdom be truly protected if it's so high up there? If we want to have a Paradise in the mortal world, we must have those in power who love the people and work diligently."

  "The government in that country was corrupt. In order to control wealth for a long time, the nobles and priests established a caste system, so that the poor will be poor for generations, and the rich will be rich and noble for generations... This has been going on for thousands of years. This situation is not unusual." After hearing this, the supervisor was even more puzzled. He thought for a long time and finally asked: "If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening. The student is really confused, so he dares to do it again. Just ask."

  "The so-called princes, generals, and ministers would rather have their own kind. The people here have been oppressed for generations. Don't they know how to resist?"

  This sentence can be regarded as treason. Zhu Su lowered his eyes slightly and saw that the supervisor was just looking for knowledge, so he replied: "I would rather have the seed...that is also for people."

  "If all generations are kept as animals...even the descendants will still be oppressed by others, and they will feel that this is natural."

  The supervisor's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that there was such a thing in this world. He was stunned for a long time, and then he said:

  "Students know today how lucky it is to be born in China, to be taught by our ancestors since childhood, and to be blessed by saints..."

  Zhu Su didn't answer. He squinted his eyes and seemed to see people wearing colorful clothes pointing at the boats by the river. These people could wear colorful brocades, so they were naturally different from the poor people who were barely clothed. When Zhu Su came to look at the tube, he found that most of them were shouting in front of each other, and each of them was guarded by many soldiers, generals and civilians. Moreover, these people looked frightened and frightened towards these Ming warships, and even worse, they were shouting curses. of.

  The excitement on his face is puzzling to people.

  "What are these people yelling at in groups?"

  Some generals also saw these shore scenes from the lookout tube.

  Zhu Su was also confused at first, but after thinking about it, he suddenly realized it and explained: "Religion is prevalent in this country, and most people regard this river as a holy river. We must have violated their rules by sailing on this river. Just be taboo. Maybe after a while, someone from upstream will come to intercept us."

  "It's just a boat trip, what's there to be taboo about? Come if you want, why are we still afraid of them?" The generals of the Ming Dynasty suddenly realized, but they all dismissed them.

  Sure enough, as they moved forward, they encountered the army shooting arrows at the Ming warships to intercept them. The Ming army was not used to these people, and the ships kept passing by and just shot them. These Fanren archers had never seen cannons, and most of them were scared to death. They often dispersed as soon as they heard the sound. Apart from wasting a bunch of arrows, they did not cause any damage to the Ming army's warships.

  "Such a weakling dares to tease my great Minghu beard." The generals on the boat laughed loudly, "How pedantic. When dealing with sea ships, instead of using ships to guard the river, they actually tried to block it on the shore... just because this river is such a shameless thing. A river?"

  Seeing the vulnerable combat effectiveness and military tactics of the poisonous Delhi Sultanate, the generals became more confident in Zhu Su's strategy.

  (End of this chapter)