"Where to set up the trade port, I haven't figured it out yet." Zhu Youjian flicked his long sleeves, slowed down, and let Wang Mujiu walk in front of him. "But Kuching in Lanzhu Province is definitely one place, Dai Yan Province is the key point of Malacca, and it must set up a trade port, either Malacca City or Temasek City."
"Well," Wang Mujiu responded casually and let him walk in front of Zhu Youjian. He was really not used to it, turning his head and looking back from time to time, "Master, some of my subordinates understand that these sea merchants, let them develop freely, as long as They can obey the laws of Da Ming."
"Mu Jiu is right to think so!"
Zhu Youjian finally let Wang Mujiu understand his Nanyang strategy, knowing that he no longer hates and guards against these maritime merchants, so he let him go at the forefront of the team to highlight Wang Mujiu's status as an imperial envoy. If Wang Mujiu glared at these shops, then Zhu Youjian's painstakingly portrayed his image of being close to the people, he is afraid that it will be self-defeating.
They wandered around the city for three days in a row. They walked all the way around Dongmen Street, Ximen Street, and Beimen Street, and they even set foot in some Second Streets and Third Streets.
Every time he enters the shop, Wang Mujiu will become the leader of this group of characters. Even Zhu Youjian speaks to him, accompanied by caution, perfectly highlighting Wang Mujiu’s status as an imperial commissioner, even though the people in the shop still don’t know Wang Mujiu. But Zhu Youjian believed that if he saw Wang Mujiu again, many people would recognize the imperial commissioner.
In the evening, Zhu Youjian had finished visiting the last shop and had just returned to the military camp outside the city. Before he could even drink the tea, Zheng Zhilong rushed in, "Master, there is a message from ahead!"
"What message?" Zhu Youjian was confused by Zheng Zhilong, but he estimated that it was from the situation in Aceh.
Zheng Zhilong lowered his voice and said, "Master, Jin Hao has captured the city of Aceh and captured a large number of Aceh officials. Even the national teacher Wang Erlie has become a prisoner."
"Ao? So soon?" Zhu Youjian was in a good mood, "What about the Aceh army, have they surrendered?"
"Not yet," Zheng Zhilong's dark face revealed a trace of regret. He really wanted to kill the land of Aceh by himself, these indifferent natives, "Jin Hao attacked the city of Aceh by night, and now the city of Aceh is lost. I'm afraid it hasn't reached the front line yet."
"What about Jinhao? Where are they now? How about the casualties of the Marine Corps?" Zhu Youjian is most concerned about the Marine Corps' next move.
"Master, because it was a sneak attack, the Marine Corps had no casualties. Jin Hao left a small number of soldiers to guard the city of Aceh. He enlisted the civilians and soldiers in the city to assist in defending the city. He took most of the Marine Corps soldiers and went south as planned. Plans and preparations to combine inside and outside to defeat the main force of Aceh’s army in one fell swoop.” In Zheng Zhilong’s eyes, all of these unopened Acehnese are damned.
"What about Wang Erlie? Where is it now?"
Zheng Zhilong took a seat on the wooden chair opposite Zhu Youjian, took another sip of the tea on the table, and wiped the water stains on the corner of his mouth with his hand. "Wang Erlie, as well as a large number of Aceh officials, were all taken to the southern front. Once the Marines defeated the main force of the Aceh Army, they would release Wang Erlie and others, and begin to recruit the local defeated soldiers and civilians."
Zhu Youjian nodded, first defeated the main force, and made the Acehnese lose the courage to continue fighting. When the Acehnese were in despair, they would use high-ranking officials to surrender. This is a clever strategy. Now the city of Aceh has been broken by the Ming army. The whole country of Aceh is in chaos, but I don’t know how prestigious Wang Erlie is among Aceh’s military and civilians, and whether the people of Aceh can be successfully included in the Ming Dynasty under his inspiration.
However, Zhu Youjian is not worried. The country in Aceh is already broken, and the country has been unable to organize a unified resistance force. Without the effective dispatch of the court, I am afraid that the soldiers on the front line will not even be able to gather food, let alone weapons and personnel. Replenishment.
If the Acehnese continue to oppose the Ming Dynasty, it will be guerrilla warfare at best.
The Marines are not afraid of guerrilla warfare.
The territory of Aceh is too small, with a population of less than 100,000. Excluding the old, weak, women and children, all adult men are in battle, but only 20,000 to 30,000. If all men fight, who will farm the land to feed the army, the elderly and the children
Zhu Youjian believes that as long as the Ming army breaks through the Liussel Mountain and enters the northern part of Aceh, the Acehites will only have to surrender except for the genocide.
"Zhilong, tell the soldiers on the front line that we must fight steadily and solve the Aceh problem cleanly and thoroughly."
Zhu Youjian recognized the current situation in Aceh, Zheng Zhilong relaxed, "Master, in case the Acehnese refuse to surrender, the next surrender war will probably continue for quite some time."
Clearing away the remnants of the Acehnese will not cause any loss to the Ming army. This kind of small-scale battle should be given to the soldiers of the Marine Corps to train soldiers. "If the Acehnese refuse to give in, then..." Zhu Youjian Hua Zhang For the knife, made a downward cut.
"Master, subordinates understand!"
"Zhilong, don't worry for a while. A battle of this scale is not a bad thing for the South China Sea Fleet, and the loss will not be too great. It is considered to be a training." Zhu Youjian worried that Zheng Zhilong would attack by force if he wanted merits. It will increase the casualties of the Marine Corps. Seeing Zheng Zhilong nodded, he changed the subject, "Zhilong, how are you preparing for going up to the mountain tomorrow to worship?"
"Hey, the city has long posted notices. The people have passed them ten, ten, ten, and they have been spread inside and outside the city," Zheng Zhilong lowered his voice. "The guards of the throne have also been arranged by the subordinates, within a hundred steps. As long as there is any change, the soldiers will never fail to discover it."
"That's good, you must ensure the safety of Mu Jiu," Zhu Youjian played with the lid in his hand, "Zhilong, how about the people in the city? Will they follow Mu Jiu to worship the Sanbao eunuch?"
"The subordinates have secretly inquired, and the people have responded positively, even more positively than when the subordinates worshipped last time." Zheng Zhilong knew that Zhu Youjian was particularly concerned about the worship. He had already mobilized soldiers and People, strengthen positive guidance and publicity.
The day has not yet dawned, and a lot of people have gathered at the city gate, but the time for the gate to open has not yet arrived, so I have to wander around the city, making a boring noise. It was not until Maoshi that the soldiers guarding the city opened the gate. The people who entered the city today Rarely, basically out of town.
Before Wang Mujiu got up, the people gathered on the training ground of the military camp outside the city. Zhu Youzhen estimated that there were no fewer than tens of thousands of people, including the elderly and children.
In the entire city of Malacca, there are only one hundred thousand people. Now almost half of them have gathered. In addition, the people outside the city have joined one by one. I am afraid that there will be 80,000 people. Zhu Youjian is very satisfied with the number of people. It seems that Zheng Zhilong hasn't been in the past few days. Work in vain.
Wang Mujiu finally walked out of the barracks. In order to show his closeness to the people, with only five guards around him, Zheng Zhilong personally led hundreds of Marine Corps soldiers to follow far behind, which was regarded as escort for the imperial adult.
Many people near Wang Mujiu shook their heads. They couldn't believe their eyes:
"Didn't he patronize my shop yesterday?"
"Really imperial?"
"It turns out that the adult commissioned is to inspect the people's sentiments. Ashamed, I still sell goods to the adults.
…
They were still anxious at first, not knowing whether the imperial adult was satisfied with their shop, but seeing Wang Mujiu's smile on his eyes, they settled down. It seems that the imperial adult is in a good mood.
But these common businessmen who had seen Wang Mujiu found that the imperial adult seemed to be a bit fatter today, and his figure looked a little bloated compared to the previous two days.
When Chen was handed over, tens of thousands of people began to march towards Sanbao Mountain outside the city. Wang Mujiu was an imperial envoy sent by the imperial court. He was much more noble than ordinary people. He was naturally at the forefront of the team, except for two soldiers. In the front, as a guide, even Zheng Zhilong followed far behind.
Surrounding Wang Mujiu are tens of thousands of people.
Visiting Sanbao Mountain with the imperial adult, the people were happy, and they didn't even care whether the people around them were familiar with it. Their eyes fell on Wang Mujiu's body from time to time, whether they could see Wang Mujiu directly or not.
If the people observe carefully, it should not be difficult to find that around them, there are many people they are not familiar with. Although these people do not differ from their clothes, they have stiff bodies and regular steps, and they have an air of majesty.
As Wang Mujiu walked slowly, he was talking to the soldiers and the people around him. Unlike the people who were happy, he was a real tourist who wandered lightly.
This kind of people-friendly commission is not only impossible for the Portuguese in the past, but also the officials of the Manchurian dynasty established by the natives before.
Only the imperial envoys of the Ming Dynasty have this kind of tolerance and truly care about their people.
Tens of thousands of people gradually kept up with Wang Mujiu's pace. Although the mouth was still messy, this untrained group of people became more and more orderly. Wang Mujiu's speed was their standard.
The first goal of this group is Sanbaoshan.
Speaking of Sanbao Mountain, this is Ma Sanbao, the place where the eunuch Zheng He stationed troops. Because the Ming army stayed for a long time, this hill was changed to Sanbao Mountain. Its previous name was forgotten by everyone.
The team walked for about three miles, and suddenly there was a riot in front of them.
The people who were a little farther away from Wang Mujiu believed that everyone was trying to get a good position, observe the imperial adult up close, and even to say a few words with the imperial adult, and then the pushing incident occurred because the team was moving slowly, as long as The person who fell should not be in serious trouble getting up.
The people who had been following Wang Mujiu were surprised to find that several people dressed up as people swarmed up and twisted a native. The native originally had a musket in his hand, but these people had seized it at this time.
When Zheng Zhilong saw the riots, he couldn't help but feel nervous: I didn't arrange this assassin! According to the agreement between him and Zhu Youjian, when the team returns, they will have their own "assassinate" the commissioned adults.
He squeezed the people in front of him and quickly came to the center of the riot, "What happened?"
"Commander, this Xiao Xiao took out a gun and intended to assassinate an imperial officer. Now he has been subdued!" A person who looked like a commoner rushed to report to Zheng Zhilong.
"Assassin?" Zheng Zhilong cried out, "You are so brave, how dare you plan to assassinate an adult?"