Chapter 165 Ignorance is truly terrifying

Only Qin Mo's camp in Lion City Port has walls. The other military camps, warehouses, and labor camps at most have a fence around them, which is only for keeping out honest people, not ruthless ones. Now, facing the possibility of a large number of barbarian warriors, their defenses are very inadequate.

After hesitating for a moment between the captain and her personal maid, Kaihime firmly chose the latter. She anchored the three escort ships at an angle two hundred meters away from the Lion City Port dock, and returned to Qin Mo's side, changing her snow-white captain's uniform into dark armor.

The lighthouse in Lion City Harbour was only half-built and less than twenty feet tall, but Qin Mo and Kai could still go up to it and overlook the entire harbor from above, with a clear view of the situation inside and outside.

"Kai, let me tell you a story. I've seen this story in my dream." Qin Mo said softly, watching the fire dragon moving in the distance. Kai-hime listened silently.

"Once upon a time, there was a group of lobster soldiers who used four Maxim rifles against five thousand Zulus. They ended up killing three thousand Zulus. The Zulus knew that those in front of them were already dead, but they still charged forward. Do you know why?"

"...This...Kai doesn't know, Your Highness, what are the Lobster Soldiers? And who are the Zulus? They...why would they rather sacrifice themselves than retreat?...The warriors of Fusang can do the same..."

Kaihime's answer was completely unexpected by Qin Mo. He was also puzzled by the fact that four machine guns from the British army killed three thousand Zulus back then. Were they lining up to die? But now Kaihime gave him a vivid explanation - the "Gyokusai" attack of Bushido.

"Never mind, Kai. Just observe these barbarian reactions, and you'll get the answer you need."

Whether they were from Daegu, Japan, or Korea, they all retreated into a small circle. Outside the circle were two battalions of regular troops commanded by Wu Mingyi, with the warriors and followers gathered from each household serving as their reserve force.

Lin Yongqian screened nearly 10,000 laborers and selected 3,000 to be given simple weapons as a final bargaining chip, as well as to embolden the laborers. The gleaming long knives and spears always gave people some confidence.

There aren't many people on the entire island of Singapore, so there aren't many roads either. It's easy for someone unfamiliar with the area to get lost at night.

Sinruda and Hamirula didn't get lost. They led their nearly ten thousand warriors straight toward Lion City Port. The dazzling lights illuminated the entire port. The two "Vadana" couldn't ignore them even if they wanted to. It wasn't that the moths were too foolish to fly into the flame, but that the light was too dazzling.

Qin Mo abandoned many of the outer camps, and the items he hadn't had time to pack up became the spoils of war for the barbarians. These included the iron pot for boiling soup, the iron pickaxe and shovel for digging, and the wet clothes he'd forgotten to bring down from the drying line.

"Your Excellency Vadana, only you are worthy to possess this trophy," a barbarian warrior said respectfully, presenting a white garment to Sinruda.

As soon as Sinruda received the garment, she noticed its unusual nature. It was smoother and softer than a baby's skin, and its shape was clearly that of a pair of shorts, though the waist and legs were a bit tight.

"This is silk, a fine commodity only found in the Great Xia Dynasty. This one piece of silk can be exchanged for a gold ingot." Xinluda stroked the men's underwear as if he were stroking his favorite woman.

"Aww!"

The barbarians went mad; they began searching every house and tent, even the latrines.

"I found it! I found it! Hahahaha!" Barbarians would rush out of the houses from time to time, waving their silk clothes and showing off their achievements to the two Vadana.

The officials sent to Singapore by the various families were all direct descendants of their families. They were not extravagant, but they did have several pieces of silk clothing. Even the warriors were not poor, and comfortable silk underwear was standard equipment. This time, two "Vadana" benefited from this.

“Over there, where the lights are bright, there are piles of silk. If you break in, you can have a share of it.”

The ability to effectively boost the morale of one's soldiers is an essential skill for any leader. Xinluda pointed to the defensive perimeter of the Xia army and issued the order to attack.

"We have invited the esteemed Kacha Wizard to borrow the power of thunder from the Thunder God. The thunder will accompany you in acquiring women, wealth, and victory." A voice led the way in proclaiming this, and more and louder voices spread the message throughout the barbarian ranks.

Xinluda looked at Hamilula on the other side, feeling great admiration. This fat man clearly knew the inside story as well, having reserved all the most terrifying thunder beforehand. As for what would happen later... well, once you're on the battlefield, you won't have a choice.

“Xinluda, you go south and I'll go north, let's charge in together, and then divide the spoils equally with that high platform as the boundary.” The cunning fat man Hamilula came over to discuss the division of spoils with Xinluda. In their view, once they attacked, even they wouldn't be able to hold back those barbarian warriors who were blinded by rage, so dividing the spoils in advance was a necessary action.

"Your Highness, are they... in battle formation?"

Kaihime held up her binoculars and looked for a while, but couldn't figure it out. She could see that the barbarians were indeed gathering, but they were completely disorganized.

"Formation? Don't you know how the military formations of the Great Xia Dynasty spread to your Japan? Do you think these clumsy barbarians could possibly learn them?"

"...Your Highness...I...we have paid a heavy price..." Kaihime stammered. Learning from the proud people of Daxia was no small feat.

"Hmm? Kai, did I tell you? Fusang is Fusang, and you are you. Did you remember that?"

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