C1825 The Emperor, who was moving further and further away

The battle between the Borneo and the establishment of the Bohai Mud Province only lasted for a short 24 hours. In this battle, the six big and small Sudan s and thirteen earth kings were almost completely wiped out, only three of them managed to escape into the southern forests because they were weak.

As for the other Sudan and Earth King, a large half of them died in battle, while the remaining half had no choice but to surrender.

For them, war was a way to add or subtract more people than people. A country that could learn cast iron and tame elephants was already considered a powerful country, and if a few earth-kings knew how to set up camp at Yishan and rely on the most basic military knowledge like water to form a stronghold, then they could become war gods.

It was because they did not understand that they chose to gather one hundred thousand barbarian soldiers to fight against the Chinese, regardless of the endurance of their economy. Perhaps in their opinion, a large number of people could scare a small portion of people to death by relying on their imposing manner. However, they had never imagined that the Chinese would be so strong and unimaginably tough.

At first, there were only ten times the original strength. Belait's guards managed to hold on, but after that, the strength of the troops increased to eight times, and the Chinese guards began to fight back on a small scale. Finally, the Chinese relied on their powerful logistics support, and with the support of the entire Chinese army, the strength of the troops increased by five times.

In the end, the aboriginals only had three times the advantage in numbers, but the Chinese had already reached the Baran River! Only now did the foolish earth-kings realize that their army had already eaten the last of its grain reserves, and their economy had already collapsed.

The wicked Chinese, who cooked every day, went to the wind to make food. The aroma of the food wafted across the river and into the camp of the indigenous allied armies, making the mouths of the wild men who ate banana nuts flow like rivers.

The morale of the troops should not be high, if not for the Baran River, these local alliance troops would have been killed by the Chinese guards, and there was no need to wait for the Head of the Guards to attack them.

The result of this victory and defeat had already been decided outside the battlefield. The emerging Chinese could easily crush the backward natives just by relying on their limited industrialization and mercantilism. The process of the colonization and expansion of Nanyang was unstoppable.

One of them was the emperor Ai Xinjueluozaichun who had never personally ruled, while the other one was the king who had just handed in his authority. The two emperors who were bestowed feudal inheritance to the Middle Age naturally had the right to share all the information regarding this war obtained from the Zhiyuan Warship, so everything that had happened here was publicly available to them.

Those who came out of the feudal dynasty system were born with a natural sensitivity to this kind of change in dynasty. They were naturally fearful of the power that would surge out from the bottom.

Thousands upon thousands of citizens voluntarily gathered in the army, smashing apart the monarch regime that had lasted for hundreds of years. Crown after crown after crown rolled down to the ground, and the nobles whose brains were filled with fat were beheaded. The necklaces, rings on their hands, and precious treasures became the spoils of war for the common people.

Crazed battles, fanatical shouts, the great play of changing the era that was going to take place in front of the two of them. How could this not scare them?

Those stupid Sudan s and idiotic earth kings were naturally looked down upon by Zai Chun and Shang Tai, but they were, after all, the same as him, representing an era.

"With so many crowns falling, who's next?" Shang Tai held onto the railing, looking at the distant horizon which was enveloped in darkness, seeing the many miles of interconnected fire, he could not help but sigh.

Zai Chun's face became even uglier. He could not help but say, "The earth king is ignorant! How could war be fought like this? Going head on with the Chinese for industrial power and logistics? "Isn't this just courting death …"

"If it were me, I would have the entire army break down into pieces and enter the forest. I would have them contend with the Chinese Army and avoid big battles. I would have to harass them every day to avoid their attacks for more than three years …"

Just as Zai Chun was saying his views on war, he suddenly realised that it had quieted down beside him. When he turned around, he realised that Shang Tai was looking at him strangely, and only then did Zai Chun realize that he said the wrong thing.

"Haha …" "No, I'm not going to make master an enemy. I'm just going to use this battle as a deduction for a military academy classroom. How about we switch roles and make it possible for me to find a map. You'll be Chinese, I'll be local king …"

Shang Tai shook his head, indicating that he was not interested in playing the game. "It's almost daybreak, we are also going to leave for Europe. I have already put down my burden, I am not in the mood to carry it.

This time, his Adventurer King would accompany Xiao Letian's fleet into the Red Sea, and part ways in the Red Sea. Shang Tai would land in Egypt to explore the legendary tomb, while Zai Chun would follow the fleet to travel to Europe.

Although both you and I were reincarnated in the emperor's household, destiny has already taken a turn for the better! Shang Tai sighed in her heart.

Shang Tai had removed all of his power and only retained the power to represent the country, which allowed his life to enter into a very relaxed and profound realm, where if he lost all of his power, no ambitious people would think about his small life, and keeping the power which represented the country's power, he would receive the respect of the entire world.

There was no country that would be willing to go against such a wealthy Emperor. There was no conflict of interest, but there was also the private friendship between the feudal lords and the influence that they had over the Chinese. This made Shang Tai's life on a fast track without any competition.

Although it was far away from power, it was very close to wealth!

Shang Tai would definitely not abandon such a life. Even if he knew what Zai Chun was thinking in his heart, he would not point it out.

The worry in Zai Chun's heart had nothing to do with Shang Tai anymore. He would definitely not find any unnecessary trouble for himself.

"Alright, His Majesty hasn't slept for the whole night. Now that the war is over, shouldn't we take a break? I have two bottles of 38-year-old red wine here. A glass of wine will help me fall asleep! "

Zai Chun sighed in his heart. He knew that this big brother was going further and further away from him, so he shook his head and smiled, "I still want to see. I'm going to go to the Zhiyuan Warship to celebrate my victory with master.

"No, no, no …" I'm not going! "My Expedition Chief said that she will teach me how to fish sharks with fresh mackerel today. It must be fun, I need to rest for a few hours to replenish my energy …"

After saying that, Shang Tai smiled and nodded towards Zai Chun, then turned and returned back to the cabin. After he closed the cabin door, his entire body went soft and he leaned on the door, beads of perspiration trickling down his forehead.

Seeing Zai Chun's performance today, and thinking back to what the mysterious guest had said before they sailed, Shang Tai was so terrified that his soul almost trembled.

I'm sorry, Zai Chun! I can't tell you, even though we're friends in private... "However, there are some secrets that I absolutely cannot tell you. I'm sorry …"

After he finished speaking, Shang Tai's tears fell like rain!