At night, the primeval forest is eerie and terrifying, full of all kinds of insects, frogs, and beasts.

In the center of this forest is the Wangcheng Potbelly Society, where the Potbelly King is located, which is a village-level royal city.

In the jungle, the dense firelight converged into a long dragon, and a large area of the Ming army quietly marched in the dark night jungle to encircle this royal city.

The students of the Potbelly Kingdom were immersed in sleep, and no one realized that the crisis was coming.

When the dark night sky gradually turned gray, the various units of the Ming army were arranged, and one by one the pitch-black mortars were aimed at the "royal city" in the distance. (The mortar cannon is only a few hundred catties)

With a "boom", a dazzling signal flare soared and slowly exploded in the air, the fire was dazzling, and countless perched birds flapped their wings and fled.

"Bang! Bang! Bang......"

As soon as the signal of the Ming army's general attack on Wangcheng was issued, a series of artillery sounds resounded through the mountains and forests, and dozens of mortar cannons roared all over the forest, hitting a flowering bullet into the settlement of the big belly kingdom.

Countless flames flew towards the dense forest where the royal city was located, and a sea of fire soon formed in the forest.

The alarmed birds and beasts scattered and fled, and the entire nearby forest was awakened.

One after another, the flowering bullets hit the fortifications of Shengfan's royal city, and suddenly the wooden frames of the houses flew horizontally, and the rising black smoke and the rolling waves of air swept the entire ground, and a dead body appeared below.

With each explosion, pieces of rubble and wood flew into the sky, scattering debris over a wide area.

In the firelight, you can also see the stump and broken arm of Shengfan being thrown high, constantly flying in the air, falling horizontally and vertically.

The students in the village finally reacted and began to run towards the dense forest outside the village.

Their faces were so frightened that they didn't even bother to put on their clothes, and they ran around bare-chested.

The pot-bellied king Alami was awakened from his sleep, looking at the fire outside, and Siri rumbled, a little dazed.

"Wang, those outsiders have called!" An elder-level figure staggered in to speak.

Alami was completely stupid, the last time the red hair came to attack the village, there was no such big movement!

What are they using?

Suddenly, there was a flash of light in the woods, and a cannonball shot out of the woods, hitting the cabin where Alamy was.

A thick fog rose, and Alamy was directly lifted away, covered in flesh and blood, and half of his leg was blown away.

A pig-killing cry resounded through the sky, and Alamy crawled out of the cabin with half a mutilated calf and gritted his teeth, summoning the guards.

The Potbelly Kingdom, which is still in a matriarchal society, is in chaos outside, and in the face of large-scale bombardment and high-tech strikes, its organizational strength is almost equal to zero.

There were only a dozen brave students, who came to protect the Potbelly King with rudimentary weapons, and the others had already fled separately.

After a while, muzzle flames flashed a few hundred meters around the village, and on the roads leading to the outside of the village, there were obviously Ming troops in ambush collecting tolls.

In less than a quarter of an hour, more than a dozen fire points had been fired within a mile of the village.

Arami sat on a leather stretcher with a cane in hand, trying to gather his people, but all he saw was the fire of the explosion and the screams of the people.

In the more than 100 years since the founding of the Potbelly Kingdom, they have never seen such a powerful firearm, just like the wrath of the gods and the disaster that descended on them.

Alamy's heart was in great pain, but he had no choice but to watch his people turn to minced flesh in the flames.

Gradually, the sound of artillery stopped, and the Ming army got up from their hiding places, holding spears and bayonets and firearms, and approached the royal city of Shengfan.

"This is the most humble royal city I've ever seen." Zhu Chenggong said with interest.

It is similar to some mountainous villages in Daming, the buildings are relatively low, and it is full of ancient rural atmosphere.

When you enter the village, there are no tall trees around, and your view suddenly becomes very wide.

At this time, this royal city of the Potbelly Kingdom was full of burning fires, and the "city walls" of the wooden fence besieging the city were lying on the ground.

Black smoke rose from the ruins inside, some simple wooden and bamboo houses were either in pieces or were burning, and around the large and small craters, the corpses and stumps and severed arms could be seen everywhere.

The rest of the students are huddled together and shivering.

Of course, there were many brave men among them, who pounced like wild beasts, and the weapons in their hands were so strange that none of them were hot.

It is hard to imagine that after such a catastrophe, there will be a brave attack on the Ming army.

A burst of gunfire rang out, and the warriors went from running to crawling, twitching rhythmically on the ground.

Zhu Chenggong glanced around and reminded: "Search layer by layer, beware of hiding in the shadows and attacking!" ”

The various units of the Ming army immediately raised their vigilance, entered the village in twos and threes, restored the sentinel system in a vacant lot in the village, and then began a comprehensive search of the village.

The mission of this battle is very clear, they will cut down the living people when they see them, and they will use their blood to forge a new order on the island and teach these students to obey the rules!

I have to say that it is undoubtedly the right choice to use flowering bombs to clean up these raw flowers.

In the face of wooden buildings, the effect of the flowering bomb is excellent, and the huge explosion sound produced has caused a huge psychological intimidation to the students.

Most of the bamboo buildings here are about to turn into a puddle of bamboo charcoal, and some are still burning.

From time to time, the pursuing Ming army stepped on a leg and an arm on the ground.

There were also some dying people, although they were all limbs, but their intestines were flowing out, and they crawled the ground, dragging their intestines far away.

To the surprise of Ming Jun, there were still many people in the village who instinctively hid in the corners of the houses, both men and women, most of them were naked, and obviously had a habit of sleeping naked.

Many of them were ugly-looking, dark-skinned women, and most of them were naked, squatting on the ground, covering their bodies, and crying incessantly.

Several of them were already frightened and urinated, and the Ming army effortlessly killed them on the spot.

The soldiers of the ordinary fleet, a large number of pirates, they read very little, and there is no compassion.

More and more Ming troops went deep into the city of the potbelly king, and the potbelly king Alami did not run away, he was captured alive by the Ming army, hung on a big tree and hanged, and finally his head was cut off.

With the end of the potbelly king, more rebellious shengfan were bloodily suppressed, and a large number of shengfan knelt neatly and surrendered.

"What about the ruthlessness with which you expelled and tortured the Han people?"

Liu Guoxuan, the battalion commander, smiled coldly and said loudly: "Against Daming, there is a dead end!" ”

"Those who do not surrender will be executed!"

The students who had surrendered could not understand Chinese, but when they saw these Ming soldiers raising their hands and aiming at them, they suddenly felt that something was wrong.

One of the students immediately shouted, and many of them reacted quickly and ran away.

"Fire!"

Hundreds of muskets opened fire together, knocking down dozens of people at once.

One of them was extremely fast, running dozens of meters in the blink of an eye.

The young battalion commander personally operated the gun and fired a point shot, mercilessly knocking down the flying man.

Zhu Chenggong, who was in the distance, nodded secretly, and secretly said that Liu Guoxuan, this kid, although he is only eighteen years old, is also a ruthless person, suitable for opening up the sea frontier, and must be cultivated well in the future......

The purge of the Ming army lasted for three whole days, and the entire society and village of the Potbelly Kingdom were seriously plowed over.

The Potbelly Kingdom, a large tribal union that transitioned from the maternal to the paternal line, and a kingdom that no one recognized, was finally destroyed.