Daming: At the start of the showdown, Lao Zhu was stunned

Chapter 821 Setting the Mountain on Fire
When Di Meng came back, Zhu Su was greeting his soldiers.

The originally quiet and peaceful tribe of foreigners suddenly became noisy and chaotic, with shouts coming from all directions. Even if Zhu Su had no doubts, he should have known that something was wrong at this time.

However, it was dark at that time, and even with torches, it was difficult to see far. Zhu Su did not know the truth, so he did not dare to act rashly. After receiving Di Meng's report, everyone suddenly realized. Chang Mao exclaimed: "This group of people is not the White Lotus Sect! Hai Wang Hai Wang, are these people the Nanyang Chen bandit's people?"

"Whose troops are they? We'll discuss this later!" Zhu Su had already ordered his men to raise the Zhou Wang flag. "What we know now is that these thieves dared to harm the Ming soldiers. They don't know how high the heaven is, how deep the earth is, what should we do?"

"Kill, kill, kill!" The shouts of more than a hundred Ming soldiers shook the sky.

"Di Meng, you lead the way." Zhu Su ordered fiercely. "Blow the horn, inform Jiujiang to protect the mountain pass... We will rush down the mountain and meet up with Jiujiang!"

Although Di Meng only brought back a few words, Zhu Su was able to piece together a rough outline from them.

This group of thieves not only wanted to set fire, they even had accomplices who wanted to attack Jiujiang.

This shows that the power of this group of thieves is much greater than what he originally thought!

"I was careless. I only focused on the White Lotus Sect...but I didn't expect that Chen Zuyi might have intervened in Da Wan. Also, since he could send ships to help Fu Puxin, why couldn't he set up an ambush in Da Wan?"

"When I was ambushed in Dadu Creek, I noticed the appearance of the ambushers. They had dark eyes and dark faces, how could they look like East Asians? Now that I think about it, they are clearly from Southeast Asia... I didn't realize it!" Zhu Su thought with some regret. If the enemy is not just those White Lotus bandits, then it would be a bit arrogant for him to go into the mountains with thousands of Ming soldiers. What's more, he only has a hundred people around him now!

The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light, the situation is extremely unfavorable!
"Brothers, set fire! Burn these Ming dogs to death!" The other side obviously also discovered that the Ming side had been on guard for a long time, and a voice shouted loudly.

Those people originally wanted to take advantage of the Ming army's deep sleep to secretly place firewood and other igniters around the Ming army. When the fire started, there would be flames everywhere. Unless the Ming army was a bird with wings, it would be difficult to escape. But now the Ming army had already been on guard, and those igniters had not been fully arranged, so they could only light the fire first.

This fire helped the Ming army. It was dark and their eyesight was poor, but the fire was not very big, but it illuminated the surroundings. More than a hundred Ming soldiers spotted the enemy and, under the command of Zhu Su, formed a mandarin duck formation and rushed towards these bandits disguised as foreigners like tigers.

"Idiot! Idiot! What are you waiting for? Pour the oil!" someone shouted.

The climate in Dawan is humid, and even the air seems to be filled with water. Even if it was arson, it would not be possible to spread the prairie fire in a short time. But as the leaders of the bandits shouted, some people pushed out jars of unknown liquid. One of the bandits threw the jar into the fire, and suddenly there was a "boom". The flames that were originally smoldering suddenly jumped several feet high, which scared Chang Mao, who wanted to rush out with his men.

Looking at the fire that suddenly spread in front of him, and the thieves pushing jars with smug eyes in the firelight, Zhu Su instantly understood what those things were. "Kerosene!" Zhu Su was scared to death.

"Hahaha, you guys, aren't those firearms of yours very powerful? You have firearms, and grandpa has kerosene... Today grandpa will use this kerosene to bury you here!" The thieves' shouting was heard in the firelight.

Chang Mao recognized that the voice belonged to the seemingly honest "clan leader". He gritted his teeth in anger, picked up the leather bag at his waist and poured the water from it onto himself. He lowered his head and was about to rush out of the sea of ​​fire, but was stopped by Zhu Su when he tightened his wrist. Chang Mao said angrily, "Your Highness, why don't you let me twist his old thief's head!"

"Brother Chang, don't be impulsive! This is not an ordinary fire. It's useless to pour water on the armor." Zhu Su's face was solemn. The kerosene used by these people was obviously something similar to "petroleum". The temperature of the flame burning from petroleum was much higher than that of firewood. Pouring water on the armor might be able to create a fire ignited by firewood, but if you force your way into a fire ignited by petroleum, even if you can get out of the sea of ​​fire, you will turn into charcoal.

These thieves actually used this terrible thing as a weapon...

Zhu Su didn't know that he also had a part in the credit for the appearance of this thing. Ever since Chen Zuyi witnessed the power of the Ming Dynasty's gunboats, he has been unable to eat and has been worried day and night, thinking that his days of leisure on the sea are really precarious. Getting the cannons is of course urgent, but how to deal with the Ming Dynasty's warships is also the top priority.

Otherwise, if the Ming treasure ship sailed into Srivijaya, and he had no way to resist, wouldn't he have no choice but to surrender? As a fierce bandit in Southeast Asia, he could never accept putting his life and death in the hands of others.

On the one hand, he was looking for ways to get the artillery of the Ming Dynasty, and on the other hand, he was thinking about how to find as many ways as possible to fight against the treasure ships of the Ming Dynasty. Srivijaya is located in the Malacca area, a hub where all ethnic groups and cultures from all over the world converge. Finally, Chen Zuyi was inspired by a story from the west.

That was a war that took place in the far west hundreds of years ago. In order to resist the attack of the powerful Muslims (Arabs) at that time, the Qin Kingdom (Byzantine Empire) in the west invented a fire-breathing ship that could spit fire to resist the Muslim navy.

The fire-breathing ship gave Chen Zuyi great inspiration: Yes! No matter how tall and majestic the treasure ship is, its hull is still made of wood. Things made of wood are afraid of fire. If you can spit out flames to burn the treasure ship, then why are you afraid of not being able to deal with it?

So Chen Zuyi offered a reward to skilled craftsmen to make a flamethrower. There was indeed a Seljuq craftsman who understood the secret of the flamethrower. He told Chen Zuyi that the secret of the flamethrower lay not elsewhere but the key: kerosene.

A kind of fierce fire oil that can start a huge fire even at sea!
Regardless of whether this Semitic man knew about the Byzantine Empire's flamethrower, he must have known the characteristics of oil. Srivijaya was located on the Maritime Silk Road, a place where goods were distributed all over the world. Chen Zuyi offered a large reward, so it was not difficult to get oil. So Chen Zuyi built this flamethrower, which was not very technically difficult.

(End of this chapter)