The dawn in a foreign country looks particularly strange.
Maybe it was because it rained last night and there was thick fog in the morning. Or maybe it was because the mountains and rivers were not as rich as those in China. In short, the scenery in sight was particularly deserted.
Among the warships disguised as merchant ships anchored in the port, Zhao Shi put down the book in his hand and frowned in thought.
To be precise, what he held in his hand was not a book, but a handwritten introduction to the various forces in Myanmar.
The person who wrote this book is a descendant of the Central Xia Dynasty and his surname is Li. In the former Song Dynasty, the family migrated to Burma to avoid war and settled here. After hundreds of years of struggle, they have become a quite famous wealthy family in Yangon.
The Li family can become a wealthy family precisely because of their status as Chinese descendants.
Regardless of whether it was the Yuan Dynasty or today's Ming Dynasty, all states in Myanmar have come forward to claim vassalage. For example, the place where Yangon is located, nominally belongs to another Burmese dynasty, Bago State, which was called Zhongxia in the Yuan Dynasty.
It is called the Lantern Country.
In the Burmese country near Yunnan during the Ming Dynasty, there was another dynasty called Ava.
The above list requires someone who understands Chinese and is proficient in Han etiquette to be a minister, and this Li family is the best candidate.
Therefore, when the merchants and the first pioneers of the Ming Dynasty came here, the first people they targeted were the Li family. The Li family also knew what they were doing, and it was natural for them to serve the country of their parents.
"It's so chaotic!" Zhao Shi looked at the book in his hand again. In the book, he saw the relationship between the various states of Burma, the lives of the local kings, how many years they had been fighting, and how many people had died. It was very disturbing.
chaos.
The Mon people and the Shan people can't tell who is who.
At this moment, heavy footsteps suddenly came from outside, followed by Wu Lun's hoarse voice, "Come out and discuss matters!"
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In Wu Lun's handsome room, a group of second-generation armored nobles sat with murderous intent, looking away in fear.
After Zhao Shi entered, he first saluted Wu Lun and then sat down behind him.
"How come there are only two thousand soldiers in Yangon?" Wu Lun blew his nose and wiped the mucus on the table, making Zhao Shi frown.
"Haha!" In the cabin, the malicious laughter of the second generation nobles resounded.
Zhao Shi noticed that there were suddenly many new faces today.
These strange-faced people did not smile, but had serious expressions. Everyone looked like a cold stone.
"These are probably the border guards!" Zhao Shi thought to himself.
In order to avoid alerting the enemy, only three Ming warships were parked in the port, and the three thousand soldiers never disembarked. The other armies were anchored in the open sea, waiting for orders.
"I think, don't f*ck around for a while!" Wu Lun said again, "Let the brothers go straight in while it's dawn!"
"I think it's okay!" Cao Rui said loudly, "Why the hell are you waiting! Why are you trying to get into a lawsuit with him? Let's go in and rob him!"
Hearing this, Zhao Shi frowned slightly.
Suddenly, someone among the silent frontier generals spoke up and said, "How high is the barbarian city wall? Is there a moat and how many watchtowers? Have you seen it beforehand?" ωωw..net
"Don't worry!" Cao Rui squinted and said, "We've found everything clearly. Haha, it's not even as high as the city wall of a county in Ming Dynasty. You can go up with just a somersault!"
Zhao Shi noticed that the people on the border were all frowning.
"It's better to draw a picture first!" A man dressed as a thousand-family guard said, "It's absolutely perfect!"
Cao Rui continued to speak, but Wu Lun glared at him.
Then some soldiers brought up a sand table and placed it in the cabin.
With a shout, the generals of the border guards gathered around and pointed.
"Although the city is small, it is built against the mountain. There is an extension above. The barbarians are all good at shooting. If two thousand people can hold a bow, I'm afraid it will be too much for the brothers to hold up!"
"Yes, we don't have heavy armor or siege engines this time!"
"It's foggy and the artillery is really bad, and there's no place to look for the trebuchet now!"
Their words made Zhao Shi think deeply.
"Compared to these second-generation nobles, these retired generals from the border guards are better at fighting! The art of war says that it is necessary to encircle ten times. Historically, palaces and cities have been surrounded first, and then built forts and earthen walls that are flush with the city walls.
Attack inside the city. When the artillery, bows and arrows beat the city to the point where you can't even lift your head, it's the infantry's turn to climb the wall!"
At this time, the generals of the border guards said again, "And we don't have cavalry!" As he said, the speaker pointed to Yangon City and said, "Look, there are roads and rivers outside the city. Without cavalry, there will be no cavalry."
Find a way around to block their escape route."
"Yes, if they escape, the other Burmese kings will know about it. Then we will have 30,000 people pushing us together. How long will it take? How many people will die?"
Listening to their busy discussions, Zhao Shi looked at Wu Lun.
The generals of these border guards were expounding their own opinions, but they were also speaking to Wu Lun. Soldiers obey orders the most, but there is a prerequisite: they will only listen to you if they obey you. Otherwise, they will obey the orders and violate the rules.
It is also common for people to fail to do their best or to stumble secretly.
And these words may not be the collective disdain of these former military veterans towards the second generation of nobles.
"How can I take on this porcelain job without that diamond?"
Wu Lun smiled unkindly and looked at the generals among the guards, "Since I said fight, he can win!" As he said, he looked at the hourglass hanging on the wall to calculate time, "There is another one.
At that time, someone in the city will open the west gate, and our people will go in directly through the west gate, and then someone will take them straight to the palace of King Tu!"
who?
That must be the Li family!
Zhao Shi immediately understood that it was Wu Lun who brought people to Myanmar for the first time. He must have lined up alone before he dared to make such a big deal.
"This person is also rough and subtle!" Zhao Shi thought to himself.
"If the Zhentai says that, I'll be relieved!" said a Qianhu among the full-backs, "The humble leader is the vanguard!"
"Okay!" Wu Lun laughed loudly, as if the power he just showed off was not for him, and said with a wink, "After entering the city, immediately control the whole city. All those barbarians have become turtles in the jar, let's have a good time!"
Zhao Shi still didn't understand the meaning of these words, but both the second-generation nobles and the generals laughed happily, and put their arms around each other as if they were brothers.
At this moment, Zhao Shi's eyelids jumped sharply.
Wu Lun was seen pulling out a fiery red belt from the cuff of the armor and wrapping it directly around his left arm.
When the generals saw this thing, their eyes and expressions instantly became particularly scary and ferocious.
"Massacre the city?" Zhao Shi reacted and was stunned on the spot.
"Kill!" Wu Lun made a gesture and said fiercely, "Kill them all and tell all the brothers to come ashore and push them in." He said, looking at everyone, "I won't take any money, you can do whatever you want! But
There is one thing: after the joy is over, we must turn this place into a fortress that we can attack, retreat and defend!"
"Here!" everyone shouted loudly.
"Get ready!" Wu Lun waved his hand.
"Wait a minute!" Zhao Shi couldn't bear it anymore.
Wu Lun frowned on the spot, "Uncle Guo, do you have something to say?"
"Lord Zhentai, I think I can't massacre the city because of my humble position!" Zhao Shi bowed.
"Oh?" Wu Lun sneered, "Do you know what is the most important thing in a war?" He said, shouting, "It's military supplies! All the food, drink, food and military supplies for our 30,000 people have to be moved ashore, leaving so much
Barbarian, if they cause trouble in the rear when we go out to fight, who will be responsible for the trouble?"
After saying that, he snorted coldly, "Besides, the brothers have been holding back at sea for a long time. If we don't let them see some sweetness in the first battle, how will we fight in the next battles?"
Zhao Shi felt like his scalp was numb as he was stared at by countless knives.
But he still said, "I think that massacring the city is the last resort and the most unwise move!"
This chapter has been completed!