Tang Dynasty: Father, if you don't rebel, I will!

Cham Port.

Despite its name, Hong Kong has virtually no decent infrastructure.

After more than half a year of planning and investigation by Du Ling, and even taking advantage of the opportunity to train the Chu Prince's fleet, he conducted advance reconnaissance of this sea area.

Ultimately, this location was chosen as the landing point.

For nothing else.

This is the weakest point in the defense of the northern coastline of Linyi, and it is also the closest place to the grain-producing areas of the central plains. A few scattered tribes live here.

"Attack! Bomb this beach flat for this general!"

The moment the three enormous treasure ships and forty or fifty medium-sized ships, which could be considered giants even in Linyi, appeared on the horizon, they startled the tribal natives who were originally active on the beach and sent them running into the jungle.

While they were still cautiously observing, Du Ling had already ordered without hesitation to align one side of the ship with the shore.

"Squeak..."

The winch, cranked by the members of the Thunder God Ballista operation team, taut the bowstring, which was worth a fortune.

Immediately, someone placed a crossbow bolt, shaped like a javelin with explosives at the tip, into the firing slot.

"put!!!"

"Boom! Whoosh!!!"

The sound of the massive bowstring rebounding and the mechanism propelling the crossbow bolt was like a thunderous explosion, drowning out the barely perceptible sound of white phosphorus igniting the explosive fuse.

Like fleeting black lines, they pierced the tranquil beach.

They instantly disappeared into the dense seaside thicket.

"Boom boom boom..."

The violent explosion startled the few seabirds that were still unable to identify the attackers, causing them to scatter in all directions and engulfing the grove and all the creatures within it in the destruction.

The faint shouts and screams of Lin Yi natives in their language were washed away by the waves.

Once the Thunder God Ballista was fired, the firing team had already completed reloading.

"Turn eight degrees to the left! Target at ten o'clock!"

In the ballista team, the officer served as the observer, holding a monocular telescope. After firing once more, he immediately gave the order to adjust.

The ballista team immediately began skillfully adjusting the angle of the ballista.

"Ready!"

"put!!!"

The ballista officer swung his saber again, and with another violent mechanical pull, the Thunder God crossbow bolt burst forth.

“Boom boom boom…”

Du Ling and the captains of the other two treasure ships each held a monocular telescope and observed the situation on the shore. As fewer and fewer natives could be seen and the bushes on the beach were blown to pieces, the obstruction of vision was no longer as severe as before.

Du Ling immediately gave the order in a cold manner.

"Log in!"

As a graduate of the second class of the Royal Military Academy, he was also one of the few officers with extremely high experience in the navy.

Du Ling was proud, but since the Crown Prince had ordered him to serve under the Prince of Chu, he had to accept the order.

However, this long-awaited opportunity to finally put his skills to the test, in addition to training, was given extremely high requirements.

Small boats, propelled by oars, sped toward the shore.

As they approached the beach, the Chu King's private soldiers immediately drew their long swords and rushed into the bushes. Some of the natives, who were still wailing, might not have even seen who was coming.

His head was then swiftly moved.

With a swift movement, the knife fell; with a swift movement, the knife fell...

"Our goal this time is grain. Whatever Lin Yi does is irrelevant to us. As long as they don't stop us from seizing the grain, His Highness the King of Chu will take care of everything!"

"Yes!!!"

"set off!"

Crossing hills and winding rivers, Du Ling personally led the team, and along the way they encountered a group of clueless Lin Yi natives who happened to be on their route.

They ruthlessly seized them all and enslaved them, which would be perfect for transporting the grain onto the fleet, as a considerable amount of manpower would be needed.

Du Ling and his men quickly and successfully infiltrated the plains of Linyi.

Looking at the boundless rice fields and the busy Linyi natives harvesting the crops, Du Ling and the others couldn't help but feel their eyes redden.

Is this grain?

Do not!

This is military merit! These are countless military merits!!!

There was no need for many rules. Apart from the five hundred men left to guard the fleet, the other four thousand five hundred soldiers from the Chu King's Mansion were all here. The squads immediately rushed toward their respective targets.

In an instant, this lush rice paddy plain was thrown into chaos.

"Don't kill them if you can avoid it. We still need these Linyi dogs to transport our grain!" Du Ling shouted a reminder.

At Du Ling's command, the Chu King's private soldiers rushed into the rice paddies like hungry wolves. Wielding long swords, they surrounded the panicked Lin Yi natives.

After explaining a principle that everyone could understand, the harvested rice was quickly packed into sacks and piled up like mountains.

"Quick! Quick! Find the wagons! Search everything that can be used to transport grain!"

Du Ling urged him on, his eyes flashing with excitement, but he did not lose his composure as the commander-in-chief.

While maintaining the situation on the ground, they remained vigilant against the possibility of the Lin-yi army arriving at any moment.

"Hissing sound..."

Several horse-drawn carriages were found in a nearby rice paddy and were being pulled towards the grain pile.

Another group of soldiers, led by their officers, charged directly into the village next to the rice paddies, some armed with swords and shields, others with spears or crossbows.

"Harvest the grain! Harvest the grain quickly!"

Several Tang soldiers, watching the panicked Linyi native villagers who were crouching and huddled up with their heads in their hands, shouted a few words of Linyi dialect that Du Ling had temporarily taught them.

After that, they chopped down a few more dim-witted people on the spot.

The once chaotic rice paddies were instantly restored to their previous harvesting state, and even more efficiently...

"Strengthen the defenses and drive everyone out of the village! Move the grain inside!"

"The King of Linyi will likely send troops soon. We must teach these native bastards a lesson before we can safely transport the grain away!"

"Dig traps and build defenses just like I usually do!"

Fan Fanzhi received the message a little late.

When he arrived here with several thousand soldiers, he found that most of the rice fields had already been harvested, and the village was completely defended by the Tang army.

Instantly, his eyes turned completely bloodshot.

"The Tang army!!! Those damned Tang army!!!"

Those damned bastards, they already cheated them out of their food with those glass balls back then.

Now they want to exchange paper for their Linyi grain, but Fan Fanzhi refuses. How dare these bastards so blatantly send troops to rob them?!

"Do you really think I'm afraid of your Great Tang?! Kill!"

"Kill them all!"

At his command, the Linyi soldiers behind him instantly charged toward the village where Du Ling and the others were, brandishing spears and other miscellaneous weapons.

Du Ling's eyes were sharp. The 4,500 elite soldiers of the Chu Prince's Mansion under his command were getting closer and closer, and the Lin Yi soldiers looked like they were about to charge the defensive line, but he was not flustered at all.

The soldier holding a crossbow knelt on one knee behind the cover.

At the officer's command, the crossbows, which had been prepared in advance, were instantly raised.

"Shhhhhh!"

Although this repeating crossbow is relatively obsolete, its stable range of fifty meters and six-shot bolt slot make it effective against small karaomis like Lin Yi.

That became an incredibly powerful weapon.

A dense rain of arrows swept past, carrying a powerful penetrating force.

Those ignorant Lin-yi native soldiers were shot down one by one.

The Lin-yi soldiers' charge was shattered by the rain of arrows; they had not expected the Tang army's firepower to be so fierce.

Upon seeing this, Fan Fanzhi was instantly startled.

He hurriedly ordered his men to take shields and other cover and advance towards Du Ling's defensive line.

Upon seeing this, Du Ling sneered.

He ordered the crossbowmen to cease firing and conserve their arrows.

"Bombardiers! Ready!"

There were rows of dark jars, and something inside seemed to be clanging and clattering.

The rope at the other end, used for carrying, swayed gently, making a sound.

Hundreds of Tang soldiers, whose arms were noticeably stronger, assumed their positions. As the Lin-yi native soldiers approached to a certain distance, the soldiers behind them immediately took out a tinderbox.

"Bah!"

Smoke rose as the fuse ignited, and the grenadier immediately began to turn his body.

Like throwing a shot put, the jar and rope flew out of his hand in an instant.

Watching those things fly overhead almost instantly, tracing graceful parabolas, Fan Fanzhi instinctively sensed the danger.

however.

"Boom boom boom..."

The loud explosion sent a fine array of nails flying everywhere.

These natives, who were hiding behind cover, were surrounded by the advancing Tang army.

In an instant, a shrill, mournful wail echoed across the fields and the village entrance.

Du Ling drew his long sword from his waist.

"Kill! Kill them!"

A thousand elite soldiers, who had been prepared in advance, suddenly rushed out from a gap on one side, clad in fine iron chainmail and wielding steel swords.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the Lin Yi soldiers who were scattered and wailing.

The fallen Lin-yi native screamed in terror, "Ahhh!"

A bright, cold light suddenly magnified in front of them.

"Pfft pfft..."