Start Being a Vassal King Today - Chapter 912

[Chapter 912]

“My mother, who did the Folangji people offend? Why are there so many warships here? This posture is to attack Banbu.”

At the port of Banbu, a thin twenty-year-old youth was carrying a sack Spice stood dazed on the pier.

He had been burying his head in his work, when the alarm bell sounded and everyone was pointing at the sea, he just looked over and was immediately frightened.

“It must be other Western countries, do you need to ask?” There was a stout peer beside the young man.

Compared with the indifference of the thin young man, there was unconcealable fear in his eyes, “Don’t stand still, run quickly, no matter which western country it is, they will definitely burn, kill and loot if they capture this place, especially us.” The

thin young man suddenly When he came back to his senses, he turned his head and found that both the natives of Luzon and those overseas Chinese on the pier had fled in a panic.

The Frangji who managed the port even climbed into the carriage and didn’t even want his vest.

After ringing the alarm bell, the 100 domineering Frangji soldiers who usually guarded Banbu did not go to the port, but fled in the opposite direction.

These Francine soldiers are not stupid.

How could a mere hundred people resist such a huge fleet?

“No, why is the word “Da Song” hanging on this battleship?” The thin young man was about to flee with the stout young man when he suddenly froze.

As the battleship got closer, the flag on the battleship became clearer.

“This is Da Song’s fleet.” The thin young man called out suddenly.

The stout young man ran for about ten meters, then immediately withdrew his steps and looked towards the sea.

Immediately, he was stunned.

For them who have been resisting goods at the port for many years, they know more about the overseas situation than others.

After all, businessmen from overseas always bring some anecdotes.

Among them, the hottest topic among the merchants during this period was about Da Song, about a man named King Yan.

However, if they are natives of Luzon, they will naturally lack interest in the anecdotes of Da Song.

But they are different, because the blood of Dasong people flows in their bones.

His parents were fishermen who could not survive in Dasong Haizhou. They fled here for twenty years and gave birth to him again.

It was only when he came here that his parents understood.

They just came to another hell from the hell created by the clan.

In the past twenty years, he and his parents have lived an inhuman life.

Like other Overseas Song people who persecuted Bamboo, the Frangji forced their parents into the rainforest west of Bamboo to collect spices.

They were given only one piece of stinky black bread every day.

If the quantity collected is not enough, they will be beaten severely when they return, and they will not even have black bread.

In such a harsh environment, his parents barely supported him.

When he was fourteen years old, he was sent to the port to carry goods, which lasted for six years.

In addition to the oppression of the Frangji people, they were also bullied by the natives of Luzon.

In the port, he was repeatedly beaten by Luzon natives because they were in a bad mood.

And the manager of the Franc robot at the port defaulted to their bullying and never asked about it.

It is in this incompatible environment.

Every time he dreams back at midnight, he will think of the great song of his parents’ life.

There is a strong urge to let him return to this hometown that really belongs to him.

But he knew very well that he had no money, and he didn’t know how to drive a boat, so he couldn’t escape here at all.

What’s more, there are powerful and powerful families like beasts as his parents said.

But now, merchants say that King Yan wiped out the powerful and wealthy families.

Da Song is not the same as before.

“So what? Who knows what they are doing here? Let’s hide first.” The stout young man was stunned for a while, then ran away again.

The thin young man thought it made sense, so he also ran away.

But he looked back from time to time, and there seemed to be light in his eyes.

at the same time.

The Marines were getting closer and closer to the port.

In less than a minute, their boat reached the shore.

Two hundred Marines quickly entered the port from the east and west sides and occupied it.

Immediately afterwards, warships docked at the port of Bamboo one after another, and the troop carrier also arrived on the shore.

At this moment, more Marines disembarked from the troop carrier.

They crossed the port, entered the city of Bamboo, and controlled the streets and alleys of Bamboo.

“It’s really boring. I thought there was going to be a battle, but I didn’t expect that the Folang fighters ran away completely.”

Zhou Yi, Song Xiang, Pan Chang and other generals also got off the battleship.

The unusually smooth occupation of Bamboo, Pan Chang couldn’t help complaining.

Song Xiang laughed and said, “You don’t call it fighting, it’s called bullying.”

After finishing speaking, the two laughed.

With a smile on the corner of Zhou Yi’s mouth, he said, “You guys will be so talkative later, find out the people from the outer seas of Banbu immediately, and gather at the port. We want Banbu to restore order.”

Then he added , “Our order.”

Pan Chang replied yes, and immediately ordered the soldiers to knock on doors from house to house.

Although many management personnel of Bamboo ran away with the Frangbot.

But most people choose to stay, for most aborigines.

It doesn’t matter who rules them, and as far as the Overseas Song is concerned, they don’t need to flee Bambu.

Because everywhere, their fate is equally miserable.

However, when they saw that it was Dasong soldiers who broke in, they suddenly felt complicated.

But they still went to the open space in front of the port of Bamboo according to the order of the soldiers.

“God, are they disaster victims?” Ragged, sallow and emaciated overseas Chinese arrived at the port one after another.

Looking at this group of beggar-like people, Song Xiang sighed.

“At least the disaster victims are still free. It can only be said that they are just slaves here.” Zhou Yi frowned.

When Dong An came back from the Southern Region, he introduced the living conditions of the Song people in the Southern Region.

His eyes swept over the faces of many overseas Song people, and Zhou Yi said loudly, “The army in front of you is the army of the Da Song people, it is the army of the King Yan of the Da Song people. We are here to drive away the Folangji people. We are coming!” I will return you to freedom.”

“From now on, you will no longer be enslaved by the Frangji people, nor will you be bullied by the natives of Luzon, because you are Song people, and Da Song has not forgotten you. His Royal Highness King Yan of the Hao family has not forgotten you, no matter where you go, the Great Song Navy will have your strong backing.” There was no

sound.

Zhou Yi’s words made the trembling foreigners seem to stand still.

After that, it was like melting ice and snow.

These overseas Chinese looked hard at the big soldiers in green military uniforms, holding muskets and standing majesticly.

Looking at the steaming steamship and the huge sailing warship on the sea behind them.

The name Da Song awakened the deepest thoughts in their hearts.

Zhou Yi’s words are like the folks at the entrance of the village, calling them kindly, making them burst into tears instantly.

(end of this chapter)