When Zhu Yicheng was discussing the situation about Xinming with Wang Fan in the Nanjing Palace, Xinming, thousands of miles away, was starting a war on the other side of the sea.

Of course, the Ming army was the other side, and naturally the local Indian Tu people, and the war broke out was thirty miles east of the newly built Pingyi City.

The outbreak of this war was mainly due to the continuous expansion of the Xinming and the Indian tribes robbing land and living space. In the past few months, these wars occurred almost every day, but in front of the advanced and elite Ming army, the Indian tribes were defeated in other conflicts, except for gaining from sneak attacks and small-scale wars.

After all, the gap between the two sides is too big. Compared with the elite and the Ming army armed to the teeth, Indian soldiers only have bows and arrows and spears in their hands. What's more serious is that due to the lack of qualified metallurgical capabilities, most of their weapons are polished with sharp stones or animal bones. The lethality of this weapon can be imagined. If you fight with the same tribe who are also equipped with this kind of weapon, it may be of some use, but you must know that they are facing the elite Ming army that has gradually entered the era of hot weapons. Not to mention the Ming army equipped with muskets and cannons, even ordinary Ming army is far inferior.

The war over the past six months has made Xinming firmly grasp this land, and as the first batch of immigrants arrived one after another, the peak of immigration gradually passed. At this time, Xinming began to digest his own achievements and also resettled the people under his rule (of course, including the naturalized Indian tribes), so the momentum of expansion has slowed down.

Perhaps it is this reason, or the hatred of the Indian tribes who were unwilling to be naturalized and driven away by defeat and defeat, these people did not go to another place to make a living, but wanted to regain their land at all times.

Not long ago, more than a dozen tribes formed a union in the East. Most of these tribes were defeated and left their homeland, and there were several large tribes in the East. In the eyes of these tribes, the Ming Dynasty was an invader, a demon who harmed their brothers and sisters, and an enemy who drove them out of their homeland. Although the Ming Dynasty stopped now, hatred and crisis were still lingering. For the sake of the tribe, for survival, and for revenge, these tribes united and launched an attack with the Ming Dynasty as the target.

There are quite a few people in these tribes. More than a dozen tribes of all sizes gathered tens of thousands of soldiers. Under the Indian tribe system, such a huge gathering of troops has never been possible. Therefore, when these soldiers gathered together, the tribe leaders did not hesitate to believe that they would definitely win and thus take back all the lost.

At first, when the war began, the Ming Dynasty, who was unprepared, suffered some losses. Because they did not expect that these tribes would gather such powerful forces, coupled with the dispersion of immigrants and the vastness of land, not only did dozens of resettlement sites be destroyed, nearly a hundred immigrants were killed and injured, but even the second-line troops responsible for public security suffered some losses.

When Pan Mengyuan learned of the outbreak of the war, he immediately mobilized his troops. The elite Ming army performed its excellent qualities at this time, and from the order to the assembly of troops, it only took a few days before and a military force of more than 3,000 people soon appeared in Pingyi City.

"General! I have to teach these bastards a lesson this time!"

"Yes, these bastards ruined my land, and it was a god! My land was finally ready to be prepared. It took so many days for sowing. Before the food was ripe, I was ruined by these bastards."

"June Master! The villain's wife and children were killed by these natives. Please ask June Master to avenge the villain!"

In Pingyi City, when the army arrived, the whole city became full of excitement, especially those Xinming immigrants who had their families destroyed due to the attacks of Indian tribes or were forced to flee to take refuge in the city. They all asked indignantly.

Among the army that passed by these crowds, a young soldier looked very embarrassed as he listened to the crying and scolding of the people around him. This young man looked no different from an ordinary soldier. He was wearing the same military uniform and holding the same weapon. If he wanted to say something different, his skin looked a little black and red than others.

"Tough wolf, don't care what they said. You are a native of the Ming Dynasty now." The comrades beside him seemed to see the embarrassment in his expression and immediately said with a smile.

"I'm not called a tits!" As soon as the words finished, the young man's face turned red suddenly, and he retorted in fluent but accented Chinese: "My name is Yin Xiong!"

This young man was not a pure Ming people, but a naturalized Indian. He was also one of the first Indian tribes that had dealt with and naturalized with the Ming Dynasty when the Ming Dynasty had just set foot in this land.

Compared with other Indian compatriots, these people were the luckiest, because at that time, in order to gain the trust of these Indian tribes, the Ming Dynasty gave them many conveniences, especially one thing, that is, these Indians directly obtained real Ming household registration after naturalization.

This young Indian man named Yin Xiong was one of them. Before he gave this name, he, like all Indians, had only one name called by people in the tribe, or nickname, just like all Indians.

The trouser, by terms, means a little wolf, and it sounds good. But in Indian habits, this is not a very good name. It means a wolf cub who has no weaning and no sharp teeth and cannot eat meat. It has always been used to mock people who are arrogant and have low spirits but cannot become heroes and warriors.

Therefore, Yin Xiong doesn't like the name Tough Wolf, but he can't help it. This is the Indian custom. Once this name is recognized by the tribe, the name will accompany him throughout his life. Unless he does something earth-shaking in the future, he can only change the name after being recognized by the tribe leader. Moreover, the new name is nothing he can decide. It must be recognized by the tribe's people.

So when he was naturalized in the Ming Dynasty and learned Chinese, he learned from the Ming Dynasty that the ancestors of the Indians were actually the same ancestors as those of the Ming people, and they came from the distant West, the legendary Shang Dynasty became his yearning.

Later, at the call of the Xinming government, he joined the Ming army and became a Ming army soldier. Because of this, he gave himself a Han name, Yin as his surname and Xiong as his name. It reads Yin Xiong, which also expresses his hope that he always wanted to become a true hero like his ancestors.

"Okay, tits." The comrade quipped with a smile.

"My name is Yin Xiong, not the tits!" At this moment, Yin Xiong became even more angry, his muscles twisted, and his eyes widened even more.

"What nonsense!" A soldier raised his hand and slapped his brother who was joking just now, and then explained: "Okay, Yin Xiong, Lao Ge is joking with you, don't be angry!"

"I'm not angry, I just told everyone that my name is Yin Xiong! Yin of the Shang Dynasty! Heroic Xiong!" Yin Xiong's expression relaxed at this time, but he still said very seriously.
Chapter completed!