"Damn those Shangluo people! They're still putting up such a stubborn resistance!"
As night fell, in Archduke Philip's military camp, he broke a cup and paced back and forth in the tent angrily.
It has been ten days since I fled from Daxia to here!
After fighting all the way from the border of Shangluo Kingdom, he now has only ten thousand soldiers left out of the twenty thousand he had!
Now the city of Shangluo is right in front of him. As long as he captures this city, Shangluo will belong to Grand Duke Philip!
No, he will be crowned the king of Shangluo!
He wants to make a comeback in this place!
He wanted to enslave the people here to rebuild his warships... He didn't dare to think about fighting back to the Eastern Divine Kingdom, but he still had hope of becoming the overlord of the sea here.
After all, this is a backward and shabby place.
But what he didn't expect was that after launching five attacks on Shangluo City, the dilapidated city walls were still an insurmountable obstacle for him.
Another two thousand of his men died. Of course, the walls of Shangluo City were probably piled with the corpses of Shangluo people.
He thought they would collapse, but he didn't expect that these damn Shangluo people were like candles in the wind, flickering but still burning stubbornly.
"Pol!"
Paul walked in nervously.
"Tonight, we will launch another surprise attack on Shangluo City! I want to drink tea in the palace of Shangluo City when the sun rises tomorrow!"
Archduke Philip roared, and Pol nodded tremblingly but did not leave.
He whispered cautiously, "Your Excellency the Grand Duke... We, our soldiers are running low on ammunition!"
Archduke Philip was startled. "How much is not much?"
"Eight thousand soldiers, less than ten rounds per person."
"What? How do they fight? Didn't I tell you long ago? We have no supplies here, so we have to conserve our ammunition! Now you tell me what to do? Should we send our soldiers up to fight those natives to the death?"
What could Boll say?
He swallowed hard, looked at Archduke Philip's face, which had turned purple with anger, and said weakly, "How about... sending some people to the port to dismantle some of the naval guns and bring them over?"
Seeing that the expression on Grand Duke Philip's face had not deteriorated, he continued, "The people of Shangluo are extremely tenacious. Even after the death of two princes, they still resist. Now the entire city of Shangluo is a soldier, even six-year-old children have climbed the city walls. Right now we are suppressing them with guns and ammunition. If they knew that we were out of ammunition and food..."
"Your Excellency, I'm worried they might strike back!"
"If that happens... this situation will be difficult to handle."
Boll wanted to say that if that happened, we would probably be at the end of our rope, but this would obviously make Philip unhappy. The important thing now was to convince him that as long as there were ten naval guns and they bombarded the city wall, the wall would surely fall and the will of the people of Shangluo would surely collapse.
Philip was silent. He was not stupid and of course he understood the disadvantages of the current situation.
But it will take at least three to five days to travel from here to that port and back... Well, it's better than the entire army being killed here.
Having made up his mind, he took a deep breath and said, "You're going to handle this matter yourself. I'll give you two thousand men. Go quickly and come back quickly!"
"I obey your command!"
That night, Boll led two thousand people to the port on the seaside.
Also on this night, Fu Xiaoguan and others did not travel rapidly. They rested in a small fishing village, of course, living in the barracks. He Sandao only sent two thousand people with a few prisoners to explore the way.
In a stone house, a black iron pot was hung in the middle of the small house, and a blazing fire was burning under the iron pot.
The smell in the house was not very pleasant, not to mention the hygiene, but Fu Xiaoguan still sat on the small bench next to the fire, looking at the old man beside him with a smile on his face.
The old man was gesturing and speaking something, but it wasn't English, so Fu Xiaoguan couldn't understand it at all.
But there was one Frank among the captives who could understand. His name was Henry, a dark-skinned man in his fifties who had been on the ship for fifty years.
He was born at sea and traveled to many places with his parents. He knew the indigenous languages of many places. When the expeditionary force was formed last year, he was recruited by Archduke Philip to become a member of the navy, and his job was translation.
But this was his first time to Daxia, and he didn't understand Daxia language, but he understood English, and Fu Xiaoguan could also understand some English.
"grown ups,"
Henry didn't know that the young man was the emperor of Daxia. He leaned over and whispered, "This old man is the chief of this village. He said,"
Henry paused, a look of discomfort on his face. "He said their country is suffering from war and being attacked by the damned Franks. They're afraid it's going to be destroyed. He begs you to bring the Heavenly Army to help Shangluo. All of them will be grateful to you."
Henry spoke very slowly, and Fu Xiaoguan understood most of what he said by listening and guessing.
Yun Xiyan, He Sandao, Tang Qianjun and others who were sitting in a circle behind him were extremely shocked. They looked at Fu Xiaoguan in disbelief, wondering how His Majesty knew this language.
Only Bai Yulian and Boll were very calm. When Bai Yulian captured Frankie, he saw Fu Xiaoguan and Pizarro communicating in this language with his own eyes.
"How many troops does Philip have left?"
Fu Xiaoguan did not reply to the old village chief, but asked Henry.
"Not many. We had 20,000 men when we arrived here, but according to the news from the front, when Archduke Philip reached the city of Shangluo, there were only 10,000 left... Judging by the time, if Shangluo hasn't been captured yet, there are probably only a few thousand left."
"How far is it from here to Shangluo City?"
"More than three hundred miles."
Fu Xiaoguan nodded thoughtfully, "Tell him that I am here to save Shangluo. Those invaders will pay the price, and Shangluo will be reborn!"
Henry swallowed his saliva. The current situation was clear. Archduke Philip's troops were no match for the Great Xia army. They were defeated at sea and they were also defeated on land.
He looked at the old man and repeated Fu Xiaoguan's words. The old man was so excited that tears filled his eyes. He knelt on the ground again and kowtowed three times to Fu Xiaoguan.
"God bless Shangluo, God bless the great people of Daxia, Asu Da has no way to repay your kindness..."
He stood up and waved behind him. A dark-skinned woman about fifteen or sixteen years old came over timidly.
He took the woman's hand and talked a lot.
There was no change in the woman's expression. She lowered her head, but her big watery eyes seemed to show some shyness and expectation.
"He said this is his granddaughter Alia. From now on, Alia belongs to you, sir!"
Fu Xiaoguan was frightened and fled in panic.
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