Immediately, the nobles of Masuripatnam began to stir, communicating and planning for their future. As the newly promoted Red Rabbi Kapanya, he naturally attracted much attention. After a large number of Shudras and even untouchables were armed, Kapanya became a powerful figure with tens of thousands of "elite soldiers" in his hands.
As long as Masuripatnam is defended by the city, the beautiful Princess Lia will be his, and the tens of thousands of troops he has gathered will not just disband!
Hehehe! Kabanya began to imagine his future. Laputa Walmart had taken away the city's elite troops, and now the warriors under his command were the city's entire military force, which would be of great use. For example... the queen was very beautiful and charming.
The thunderous roar shattered Cabanya's dream and heralded the end of the "King's" reign.
Around noon, the artillery of the Da Yuan army finally finished setting up their cannons and began test firing, followed by continuous firing and salvo firing.
Compared to Kari Takor, Kabanri's war experience was far inferior. Under the fierce artillery fire of the Da Yuan army, the hastily assembled "elite troops" fled one after another, and the remaining three thousand regular troops were also in a state of panic.
When the south gate collapsed under the continuous bombardment, it was still dark. The Da Yuan army, which had been waiting impatiently, was not afraid of the approaching night and immediately marched into the city.
With heavy armor in front and riflemen behind, the Spanish phalanx has evolved countless times. With the advent of breech-loading rifles with extremely high rates of fire, its offensive power far exceeds its abnormally strong defense.
The counterattack organized by Kabanya was KO'd in just one round. The regular army, which scattered and fled, desperately took off their clothes and mixed in with the ordinary people. The other sporadic resistance encountered by Zheng Dayuan's army along the way could not make a ripple at all.
“Father, listen to the thunder outside, that’s the voice of the devil… Only you… can save our Walmart family.”
Prince Hermione Walmart stood before his father, speaking calmly as if recounting something unrelated to himself.
Behind the prince stood the Chamberlain, Princess Lia, the merchant leader Marco, and numerous warriors. On the ground between the prince and Primme Walmart lay Cabanri, covered in blood and with his mouth and eyes crooked.
"Do you think those Great Xia people will let you live? They want our wealth, our land, and our people. Why would they let you continue to be king?"
"You're wrong, Father. I sent people to Southeast Asia. The Great Xia people established themselves there several years ago. They're short-handed, and they need locals to help them govern their territory. They need...me!"
"Hahaha! Hermi, I didn't expect you to still be so honest. Do you think that by killing me, the nobles in the city will support you? How can a patricide receive the favor of the gods? The Brahmins will not allow a patricide to inherit the throne."
The Walmart family are Tshatriyas, and their thrones require the approval of the Brahmins who control divine power. Perhaps the Brahmins are not as powerful or wealthy as the Tshatriyas, but in any city-state, there is no precedent for someone to become "king" without the approval of the Brahmins.
"You're wrong again, Father. Even gods must bow down before overwhelming force, just as they bowed to Alexander the Great." To chat about *Sailing and Conquest* with more like-minded people, follow "or" on WeChat to discuss your favorite books.
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