Da Ming started to ascend the throne

"My... my lord, really, the Ming army has arrived at the city, there are as many as 5000 people, if you don't believe me, go and see for yourself."

Now Hans had to believe what the soldiers said, but considering that Daming was thousands of miles away, five thousand soldiers were nothing to fear.

"There is nothing to be afraid of 5000 people. Order all soldiers to go to the city to defend."

There are more than 2 troops in Cirebon, and only 5000 from Ming Dynasty. Hans is not nervous.

If the [-] troops were defeated, and there were still tens of thousands of young people in the city, he would not be afraid at all.

Hans ran up to the city of Cirebon with his shirt on, wearing big underpants.

He looked down the crenel with his hands, and sure enough, he saw an army coming down from the city.

There are not many people in this army. They don't wear armor, they all wear green camouflage uniforms, a steel helmet on their heads, and a musket in their hands.

It can be seen that the lineup is very neat, and everyone stands upright and full of energy.

Hans turned to his deputy and asked:

"How many troops and muskets are there in the city of Cirebon?"

"My lord, we have more than 2 horses, including more than 1000 cavalry and 1000 musketeers."

Hans nodded happily:

"Okay, okay, have you seen the muskets of the Ming army? They will soon become our sharp weapons."

The deputy hurriedly started flattering:

"Yes, my lord is mighty. If all their firearms become ours, my lord can go to Wandan City to ascend the throne."

The deputy's words hit Hans's heart. He had long wanted to drive the Sultan out of power, but the old ghost did not agree.

Now seeing the firearms in the hands of the Ming army, Hans is very jealous. If he can wipe out the Ming army and grab the firearms, he will go directly to overthrow the Sudan and take the big position himself.

As for his father, Bumi, if he disagrees with his ascension to the throne, he dares to throw the old stuff into the sea to feed bastards.

Thinking of the throne in his heart, Hans drifted away:

"Come and prepare the sedan chair, order [-] infantry, [-] cavalry, and [-] firearms soldiers, and follow my lord out of the city to grab firearms, while others guard the city."

"Yes, my lord will go out in person, and I'm sure you'll be successful. This subordinate will go and get you some troops."

Brothers Zhu Cilang and Zhu Cijiong led an army to the city of Cirebon, and looked up at the city in front of them.

It was found that the city wall of Cirebon was not high, but the walls were all built of stones.

There are many native soldiers guarding the city at the top of the city, and they all hold knives, guns, bows and arrows in their hands.

Zhu Cihong looked back and saw that his subordinates had already lined up for battle, so he said to Zhu Cijiong:

"Second brother, we haven't fought against the natives in the city yet. They should send people out of the city to fight and prepare the cavalry. Once they are defeated, they must attack quickly and rush into the city before the city gate is closed."

"Yes"

Zhu Cijiong agreed, and immediately called Qianhu, a cavalry soldier, to make arrangements.

Let the cavalry get ready, Zhu Cijiong said:

"Brother, you see that they are still using cold weapons, and it feels like they dare not go out of the city to fight."

Zhu Cihong smiled slightly:

"We have all killed their city. Under normal circumstances, they should go out of the city to drive us away. No one will allow their country to be invaded."

"Oh, if only!"

Zhu Cijiong muttered in doubt, he always felt that he should attack the city.

"Squeak, rush! Kill Guangming Dog..."

The two brothers had just finished their conversation when suddenly the city gate opened and more than 1 horses rushed out of the city.

Zhu Cijiong was overjoyed when he saw it, and hurriedly sent an order:

"Ping Kou Army, prepare to fight."

"Yes"

The Pingkou army was already ready, and Zhu Cijiong gave an order, and they immediately raised their guns to aim at the soldiers of the Wandan Kingdom, just waiting for them to come into range.

Chapter 502 Indigenous Fear

There are not many people rushing out of this team in Jingliwen City, there are about 1 people.

The first to appear were their cavalry, clad in messy armor.

Behind the cavalry came the Musketeers, both flintlocks and Vulcans.

Behind the Musketeers are all infantry, and there is an eight-carried sedan chair in the middle.

It is said that it is eight people carrying a big sedan chair, but in fact it is eight people carrying a big bamboo chair.

Sitting on the chair was a fat man with a big face and a slap on his upper body, and a petite indigenous woman who barely wore any clothes.

Zhu Cihong and Zhu Cijiong looked at each other, and they both smiled.

This isn't a war, it's clearly here to pretend to be coercive!

Their formation is also interesting, the cavalry is in front, the musketeers follow behind the cavalry, and the infantry holds a knife and gun behind the firearms.

This formation is almost exactly the same as the order of leaving the city. The Ming army looked confused. Is this a war?

Hans tapped the bamboo twice with his toes, and the eight sedan chairmen gently put down the bamboo chairs.

After the bamboo chair fell to the ground, the indigenous woman slipped into Hans' arms with a charming smile.

Hans reached out and touched her body:

"Bring the wine, my lord wants to drink to watch the killing performance of the soldiers under his command."

The deputy hurriedly handed Hans a wine glass, then took out a wine jug from his arms, and filled the wine glass in his hand.

"My lord, you can see that there are only about 5000 people in Ming Dynasty. It is estimated that after a volley of guns, the cavalry will charge and the war will be over."

Hans drank all the fine wine in his glass in one gulp and laughed loudly:

"Give the order that the cavalry spread out to the two wings, ready to attack at any time, and the musketeers go up and fire."