Chapter 596 Let’s sit down and talk now

The fire in Chittagong and Chittagong City was like a huge bonfire, burning extremely fiercely. The black smoke rose to the sky and blocked the sun. It could be seen from hundreds of miles around. Then, all forces within hundreds of miles remained silent.

The tiger appeared in the jungle, and there was such silence and stillness that all the animals held their breath.

The Suzaku Navy was also not idle. The ships carrying the Marine Battalion landed on the river bank near the chain under the escort of frigates and cruisers.

The two fortresses controlling the chain simply raised the white flag.

As they watched the flames rise in Chittagong and Chittagong, they felt that their decision was wise, but it was not quick enough.

They are all mercenaries and pirates. How much can they earn in a year? Is it necessary to work so hard?
The landing Marine battalion took over two fortresses on the left and right, lowered the iron chains, pulled them to the left bank and piled them up, thus clearing the waterway to Chittagong.

The navy’s speedboat went up the river to search. The Marines and Marines went ashore in Chittagong by boat and searched for any fish that had escaped from the fire from a distance.

The fire continued to burn relentlessly, making the air around it hazy.

At dusk, four oared boats came over, belonging to the Sultanate of Bengal.

Dhaka, the capital of the Bengal Sultanate, is only about 500 miles away from Chittagong, and it only takes one day and one night to go downstream. Chittagong, which can collect taxes, has always been regarded as a forbidden fruit by the Bengal Sultanate, but it was finally snatched by the Arakanese who were instigated by the Portuguese.

This breath was stuck in the Sultan of Bengal’s throat and he couldn’t swallow it.

Therefore, the Bengal Sultanate always kept a large number of troops in Andege, less than a hundred miles away, and thought day and night about retaking Chittagong.

As a result, before Chittagong was recovered, a new entrant suddenly came.

I hate people like you the most. You are so good at fighting and you dare to do dirty things.

We have always been fighting small battles here, and fighting is just like playing house.

The Portuguese came, bringing with them muskets, cannons and sailing ships, which raised the intensity of the war to a higher level.

Fortunately, they are not numerous and their focus is on India, which is not their concern. They have invested little manpower and the intensity of the war is barely within our acceptable range.

Now that you, the Ming Dynasty, have come, you have turned Chittagong and Chittagong into bonfires with one move, raising the intensity of the war to a higher level, and it is a leap forward.

How do we play?
Who among us can afford it?

The oared boat brought envoys from the Sultanate of Bengal. They were sent by the leader of the nearby garrison. They wanted to find out the real purpose of this group of new tigers before reporting to the Sultan of Bengal.

Yu Dayou received them very politely and started by talking about their friendship: “In the sixth year of Yongle, your noble prince Ai Ya Si Ding sent envoys to pay tribute to our dynasty, offering local products and gifts.

In the seventh, tenth and twelfth years of the Yongle reign, they came to the court, and in the third year of the Zhengtong reign, they even presented a unicorn (giraffe) to our court as tribute. The friendship between our two countries has a long history!”

The envoy of the Bengal Sultanate was stunned after hearing the interpreter’s translation, but the elders in the country seemed to have talked about these things before.

Yu Dayou added, “In the eighteenth year of Yongle, your country’s northwestern neighbor, Zonapura, repeatedly raised troops and invaded your border. My Ming Yongle Emperor sent the eunuch Hou Xian to mediate between your country and Zonapura.

I sent them an order to make peace with each other and protect their territories. I gave them colored coins, and then Sho Na Pu Er withdrew his troops. Now does Sho Na Pu Er still bully you?”

The tone seemed to be saying, we still remember the kindness we showed you during the Yongle period, and if this Swampura doesn’t know what’s good for you and dares to harass you again, then I, the Ming Dynasty, can help you teach him a lesson.

The messenger quickly replied: “Zhuanapuer has destroyed the country.”

“Destroyed the country? Not bad, that’s progress. If they dare to come and bully us, we will destroy them. That’s the kind of ambition we need!”

The envoy replied in a coy voice: “Your Excellency, it was not us who destroyed Zanapura, but the Mughal Sultanate that destroyed it.”

“Mughal Sultanate?
I heard Western barbarians and Arab merchants talking about it in Malacca. They said it is now the most popular in India. Its ruler is very powerful and has conquered many places. There is a tendency to unify India. Tell me about this Mughal Sultanate. “

“Yes!”

The messenger responded respectfully.

He was an official of the Bengal Sultanate and a cultured man, and of course he knew something about the aggressive and powerful neighbor to the west.

“Your Excellency, the Sultan of the Mughal Sultanate is a descendant of Timur.”

Yu Dayou really wanted to ask, what was the origin of this Timur the Great?

But he held back, because he knew that if he asked, he would not be able to finish the story today, and might not even be able to finish it tomorrow.

“Babur, the founder of the Mughal Sultanate, was originally the Sultan of Fergana in Transoxiana and had once occupied Samarkand.

Later, they were defeated by their opponents and retreated southward, occupying Kabul and Kandahar. They went north several times to regain their old territory in Transoxiana, but failed every time.

Fifty years ago, Babur had to turn southward, first occupying Punjab, then defeating the Delhi Sultanate, and finally defeating the Afghans who occupied the Ganges Plain and the Rajputs in the south, and established the Mughal Sultanate.

The messenger spoke slowly and leisurely, and Yu Dayou and others like Jose who were standing behind him listened with great interest.

“Forty years ago, Babur died and his eldest son Humayun ascended the throne. There were constant rebellions under his rule, especially in the eastern Afghan prince Sher Shah, who defeated Humayun several times, occupied Delhi, and established the Sur Sultanate.

Twenty-five years ago, Sher Shah died in battle, and Humayun recaptured Delhi and revived the Mughal Sultanate. Fifteen years ago, Humayun died of illness, and his thirteen-year-old son Akbar ascended the throne.

At that time, the Mughal Sultanate fell into a trough again, and its capital Delhi was occupied by the Afghan nobleman Sim. With the help of his uncle Bairam Khan, Akbar defeated the Afghan coalition led by Sim and recaptured Delhi.

When Akbar was 18, he exiled his uncle, Bairam Khan, to Mecca and began to conquer everywhere. North India, including the kingdom of Shonapur, had been conquered by Akbar. Now he is concentrating on dealing with the Rajputs in the west and south.”

Yu Dayou stroked his chin and asked a question: “I have thought about the history of the rise of the Mughal Sultanate. It is nothing more than a poor family that couldn’t make it in Transoxiana, ran to India, and then killed people everywhere, became a king, and became a great leader. Did they almost unify your India?”

The messenger was speechless and dumbfounded by this question that went straight to the heart. The saddest thing was that when he asked himself, he found that what the other person said made a lot of sense and was completely true and could not be refuted at all.

This makes people even more upset.

Seeing that the envoy did not refute, Yu Dayou continued to stroke his beard, turned to Jose and said: “Now I can understand, you Western barbarians, sent tens of thousands of people, burned, killed and looted all the way, and actually killed from Duizhou (Europe) around Kunzhou (Africa) to Tianzhu and Malacca, and you dared to destroy a country with just a few hundred people.

I originally thought you were very powerful, comparable to the elite warriors of the Han and Tang dynasties. But after the fight, I was very puzzled. You are not difficult to beat, but very weak.

It’s not what I thought. The sailboats are just big and the guns are powerful. If we really fight, they won’t be as brave as the Japanese pirates!

How did you manage to be so invincible and come right under our noses? Now I understand, it’s not because you are so strong, but because your opponents are so bad, you took advantage of the weak to get to our gate.”

Jose smiled and said, “The Marshal is right. The Spanish and Portuguese are just looking for weak targets. Their actual combat power is not even one tenth of that of our Great Ming Army.”

Yu Dayou chuckled and said, “No wonder the emperor has been urging us to go abroad quickly.

Your Majesty is so wise that he saw through the mystery at a glance. It turns out that the world outside is so big and there are so many fat sheep. My Great Ming Royal Army is working hard to enclose land and seize fat sheep. Even if we work for fifty or a hundred years, we can’t enclose all the land and seize all the fat sheep!”

Yu Dayou patted the armrest of the chair and said, “Okay, this envoy sits down first. I believe that the envoys from Arakan will also come soon. Let’s sit down and have a good talk.”

The envoy of the Bengal Sultanate was not able to react for a moment. “What did the envoy want us to discuss?”

Yu Dayou raised his head and said leisurely: “What are we talking about? Let’s talk about the great cause of the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty has not taken care of you for more than a hundred years. Look at what you have become. You don’t obey the rule of the king and don’t understand the laws of nature. You are no different from wild beasts.

In the past, we in the Ming Dynasty had a lot of things to do, and when we pressed down the gourd, the ladle would float up. Now, everything is fine. The surroundings are clean and quiet, and we have enough energy to look after you.

The past is the past, and the present is the present. Now that we, the Great Ming, have come, you must obey the teachings, understand honor and shame, and understand reason. “

After listening to the interpreter’s words, the messenger pondered for a long time before finally coming to his senses.

Damn, it sounds so nice, but it actually just means that from now on this film must follow the rules of the Ming Dynasty!

Jose also understood the meaning of the words and looked at Yu Dayou with admiration.

Marshal, you look so sanctimonious. I really want to kneel down beside you and call you my godfather.

At night, the fire continued to burn, and the red light illuminated the sky and the earth, like a red prehistoric beast leaping in the darkness.

The fire burned for a whole day and night and was only slowly extinguished the next morning.

The next day at noon, the envoys from Arakan hurried over. The capital of Arakan was also very close to here. During this time, Yu Dayou also learned about the situation in Arakan.

Arakan is located in the southwest coastal area of ​​Bagan. It is inhabited by many fishermen and its sailors are very famous. Even the Portuguese are willing to hire them as sailors.

One-third of the sailors on pirate ships and merchant ships in Chittagong are Arakanese.

The fires in Chittagong and Chittagong had been extinguished. The Marines and Sailors had already boarded the boats and started searching among the ashes and wreckage.

The first thing that caught everyone’s eye was Chittagong, which was no longer a port but a huge tomb.

The Ming army’s rockets first ignited the outermost ships, which ran around in panic and soon sank in the channel, blocking the way out. None of the more than 100 ships inside could escape.

The blackened remains of the ship were visible everywhere on the water, including masts, bows, and sterns. Black ashes floated on the water like a layer of duckweed, turning the entire harbor water black.

Thousands of corpses floated in the black ashes. Some of them were drowned, some were burned to death, and some were scalded to death.

The fire was so huge that it caused the water in a small area surrounded by several ships to bubble up. The sailors struggling inside were unable to escape and were scalded to death.

The warehouses and other buildings on the docks were also burned clean by the continuous fire. From time to time, body remains can be seen in the ruins and ashes.

Moving to Chittagong, it was even worse.

The four gates of the castle were closed, and a fire broke out suddenly and spread rapidly. Most of the buildings in the city were burned down. Only the stone mosque was smoked black, but its shape could still be seen.

There were only a few people who escaped from the city of thousands, and corpses were everywhere. In the so-called “Governor’s Palace” in the city, which was also swept by the raging fire, there were not many survivors, including a dozen Portuguese and Arakanese who hid in a stone house somewhere and escaped the disaster, but were searched out by the Marine Battalion.

One of them was the self-proclaimed “Governor of Chittagong”, the Portuguese Philip de Brito.

Brito was taken to Yu Dayou. He knelt on the ground and tried to raise his head to see clearly who his opponent was.

I have never encountered such a ferocious opponent. He attacked without even saying hello.

Brito was surprised when he saw Yu Dayou’s appearance clearly.

Ming people?
The legendary Ming people?
Hearing that they had captured Malacca and expelled all the Portuguese in Malacca, the Governor-General of India, Calderon, was very angry and led a large fleet eastward to Malacca to attack the Ming people.

After that, there was no further news. The eastern sea was blocked. There were rumors that the Portuguese fleet was defeated, but Brito did not believe it.

In this world, who can defeat the Portuguese except the Spaniards?

Now that the Ming’s huge navy has arrived in Chittagong, it means that Calderon’s fleet has really suffered a defeat.

How can it be!

Brito saw a familiar face behind Yu Dayou again, Jose Alfonso, the illegitimate son of a marquis, a bastard gangster wandering around the East, who then relied on his eloquence and connections among aristocratic ladies to become a powerful military officer.

He actually surrendered to the Ming people.

Yu Dayou asked his subordinates about Brito’s identity.

Portuguese naval officer, mercenary of the King of Arakan, “Governor” of Chittagong.

“Since you are the Governor of Chittagong, you must bear the responsibility for resisting the Ming army. Someone come!”

“exist!”

“Kill them all!”

Dozens of soldiers rushed forward, dragged Brito and other Portuguese and Arakanese who had escaped death to one side, raised their sailors’ goose-feather knives, and in a flash of white light, more than a dozen heads fell to the ground.

Brito’s eyes were wide open, as if saying, I haven’t even opened my mouth to speak, and you cut me down. It was so fast that I didn’t even have time to shout “Long live the King of Portugal!”

Yu Dayou glanced at the dozen or so human heads rolling not far away, turned around, and spoke with a kind face to the envoys from the Bengal Sultanate and the Arakan Kingdom standing next to him.

“Okay, now that the bedbugs are gone, we can sit down and talk peacefully.”

(End of this chapter)