The east of Mindanao is a primeval forest, with only some plains along the coast. There are some Chinese gathering here, and they came here very early to cultivate farmland and live a life of men ploughing and women weaving.

Unfortunately, some natives on the island have regarded them as targets of robbery all year round. These native tribes have not been civilized at all, and are at most in the era of using both metal and stone. However, because of their long-term tribal annexation, their combat effectiveness is very strong, especially in the jungle.

These Chinese people did not have much force. Although some could gather villages and turn them into fortresses to resist the siege of these natives, some still had to give their harvests to these natives as rewards. Sometimes they even had to give their women to these natives. If they were not in compliance, they would be slaughtered by these natives.

Some tribes are still cannibals. After killing the Chinese, they have to cut off their heads, make various decorations on them, and use their skulls as their magic tools. They want to suppress these souls forever and prevent these dead Chinese from rebirth forever!

Today is the day for them to come out to commit crimes again.

"Sir, we have already given you enough rice, why do we still ask us for it?" In a small village called Tianwu Village, an old man who looked over sixty years old was begging the primitive man in front of him.

"What do you give me? We want more! In addition, I heard your son say that he has married a wife and ask your daughter-in-law to come over. I will see if she looks good!" The chief said something, but the old man could understand their words because he had dealt with them more often.

"Ah? She is not in the village! We don't have much food anymore! Please spare us!" the old man begged.

"You are looking for death!" Seeing that the old man did not cooperate, the chief picked up the spear in his hand and stabbed the old man to death.

"Dad!" His son was watching not far away. Seeing this situation, he wanted to rush over immediately.

"No! Master, let's run back quickly and go to the village to get the bow and arrow!" An elder next to him stopped him and then pulled him back.

This village has a circle of walls to protect, and people have already prepared it here.

These natives rushed towards the wall like mad cows, but the people on the wall immediately shot arrows down. The natives were covered in animal skins and had no armor at all, so many natives were shot to death.

However, these natives also invented bows and arrows in many years of battles. They picked up the bows and arrows and shot them on the walls, killing many Chinese.

"Roll up to me! Kill all the men in this village! All the women become our slaves! Whoever rushes to be the one who belongs!" Chief Farselu screamed.

"Mr. Wu, our arrows are almost running out!" On the wall, a Chinese man said to the young man who had just run back and asked the villagers to fight.

"Why don't you take the spear over quickly and stab these guys to death!" Young Master Wu shouted immediately.

But these natives had already arrived at the gate at this time, holding the big wood that had been prepared long ago, and wanted to knock the gate open.

"Whoever grabs the woman will be his! Breaking the door open!" Farcelo roared wildly.

The natives became even more crazy. In their eyes, Chinese women were as beautiful as fairies, much better-looking than the women they had. If they could grab more, it would be so cool!

But just as the village gate was about to be broken, a shell swept across.

"boom!"

After a loud bang, the shell directly blew dozens of native people into fanatics, and the entire team was stuck.

"What's going on? Hurry up and break through this village!" Farselu was also shocked by what happened just now, but the long-awaited spoil was right in front of him. How could he give up just by saying that he would give up?

"Chief! I still want a few walls floating over from afar! There are some black dust on it. Just now, an iron ball flew over and smashed all of us to death!" A native man ran over and said to the Farse Road.

"What? How is it possible?" Farsai Road was surprised by such a strange thing. He had also heard of such rumors. Some tribes had seen these walls in their early years. After they drifted, some red-haired or golden-retrievered devils came down from above and left after killing all the tribes.

But he only thought that these things were just legends of people, and that such things existed and were not as powerful as his Moroland tribe.

"Surrive forward for me! Kill all the men in this village! Don't worry about the city walls on the sea!" Farsai Lu continued to order.

But Zhu Haitao had already docked the boat here. As soon as they arrived here, they saw such a scene. A group of natives wanted to break through the Chinese village as if they were desperate.

When Zhu Haitao saw this scene, he immediately ordered the shells to be loaded, and then personally fired the cannons, and shot dozens of natives into the west with one shot.

Then, he asked the boat to stop on the shore and asked Li Junmei to order all the damn natives to be wiped out.

"Well, just do what you said." Li Junmei nodded and agreed.

Everyone was full of righteous indignation. These natives were too arrogant and dared to make trouble on Tai Sui! They were simply tired of living!

After approaching the shore, Zhu Haitao immediately organized the five hundred soldiers and rushed forward.

"Jiufa, please let your brothers point the cannons at these natives and hit me hard!" Li Junmei said to Li Jifa.

"Yes! Sister!" Li Jifa said, then came to the artillery position and fired at these beasts to relieve the pressure on Zhu Haitao.

"Young Master! Look! These people seem to be Chinese! They are here to save us!" In Tian Wu Village, a Chinese man came to Mr. Wu and pointed to the sailboat in the distance and said.

"Is that so? Let our people be ready! Women, old and weak are hidden in the tunnel! Be careful!" Mr. Wu was still very cautious. He was afraid that if the foreigners came, he would not stew everyone in one spoonful of people.

"Young master, there are really Chinese people over there! They seem to have an army, forming a team in the south and shooting at the natives!" At this time, another Chinese came to him and said to him.

"I'll go and have a look!"

After saying that, Young Master Wu immediately ran to the wall south of the village. He was immediately shocked. It turned out that there was really an army formed by Chinese, lined up into three lines of defense. After the first row shot, he retreated. Then the second row went up and fired, followed by the third row... This was a very efficient way.

Zhu Haitao adopted the three-stage attack tactic that had existed long ago. This tactic is no longer popular now, but it is still very useful to deal with these natives.
Chapter completed!