Bagan. A team of cavalry crossed the city gate and quickly galloped towards the city along the avenue. The Burmese people on both sides of the road made way in awe, and some even crawled on the ground. Due to climate, there was no cavalry in the traditional army of Myanmar, and it was replaced by elephants. Later, a small number of horses were also used to drag artillery. After all, although there were a large number of cattle and elephants in Myanmar, these animals were easily frightened and were not suitable for camel livestock in the artillery team.

Badu jumped off his war horse nimblely. The guards behind him looked at the exquisite sculptures on the surrounding buildings curiously. Although the Chinese team has been around Bagan for several months, it is the first time to enter the city. Compared to Mandalay, Bagan's buildings are more quaint and closer to the Indian style. This is the first time that many soldiers have seen them.

"Everyone dismounts, raises the swords in the whole team!" With the command of the non-commissioned officers, the guards quickly led their war horses into a horizontal lineup. They pulled out the swords from their waists and raised them in front of their chests, forming a sharp forest of swords, which made people look at them. Badu looked at his guards for a while, nodded with satisfaction, took two steps forward, and shouted: "Let me listen carefully, the sang ginseng will come later, and I will be tightened to show our national prestige. If you do well, don't blame me for being ruthless!" At this point, Badu's eyes swept across the tense faces of the soldiers and shouted: "Get off the team and stand by!"

"Yes!" The guards let out a neat shout, dispersing and resting. Ba Du took off the officer's big brim hat and walked aside. This time he was going to meet with the former bandit leader, the mob leader, and the current kingdom governor. Of course, this meeting also showed off his force to warn the other party not to have any intention of making any abnormal movements.

If we follow Badu's own opinion, now that reinforcements have arrived, people like Songsan, who have ulterior motives and are from riots, should be destroyed. Now it is a great opportunity. When we meet later, we will cut the opponent's head with one knife, and at the same time we send troops to catch all his confidants. The remaining mobs will naturally disperse. It is necessary to destroy such a big Zhou Zhang. Chen Zaixing is very cautious about him. He reminded Badu several times in his letters not to underestimate his opponent and be cautious about him. If possible, it is best not to deal with him yourself, so as not to suffer if he fights the snake without death. This time he wrote a special letter to ask him to meet him, and revealed a lot of his ideas to Badu. Badu organized this meeting.

The meeting was a temple. After these days of war, the monks in the temple had already run away, leaving only a few old men with inconvenient legs and feet, and they had nowhere to go, and they still stayed in the temple to suffer. Seeing that Badu's troops were strong and strong, they knew that they were the high-ranking officials in the Shun Army, they hurriedly came over to invite him in to serve tea. Ba was too lazy to socialize with him, so they casually ordered his subordinates to get some scattered silver and reward him, and asked him to clean up a cleaner room for later meetings. Originally, the power of Shun Army in Bagan City was to use the old palace as the place for the meeting. However, Song Chan's current identity was not yet clear, and Ba was unwilling to let the meeting with him be known to everyone in the city, and he was afraid of being plotted against outside the city, so he found a secluded temple in the city as the meeting place.

Those old monks were cleaning the house. Ba felt that it was too gray, so he walked freely in the courtyard. He saw that the yard was full of thorns and weeds, and it was obvious that no one had cleaned it for some days. But if you look closely, you could see that the stone sculptures on the four walls were very exquisite, with moss in the cracks of the rocks, and there were traces of wind and rain erosion. It must have been quite old. A breeze blew, and you could vaguely hear the ringing of bells from behind the temple. It must be from the white pagoda. Ba was in a trance as if he saw a group of monks wearing red and yellow robes walking through the ancient temple, as if they had been for hundreds of years.

"Sir, the subordinates of that guy Song Gan have arrived!"

The deputy's voice interrupted Badu's reverie. He shook his head and said coldly: "All of all, follow my orders!"

"Yes, sir!"

With the deputy's call, the guards stood in the yard with their own war horses. Although Badu brought only more than twenty cavalry this time, they were all carefully selected and powerful men. With a command, they saw blades like a forest, and horses neighed, which immediately exaggerated the murderous aura of this century-old Zen temple.

"Yeah!" Badu nodded with satisfaction, and made a gesture to let the guards put their swords into the sheath, then turned around and walked into the house. Seeing that Badu had sat in the house, the deputy turned around and shouted outside: "Sima Badu, the marching officer of Dashun, Xuanmeng Minsheng, visited the audience!" The guards on both sides of the road in the courtyard heard a sound. With a stir, although it was just a double Zen temple, it smelled like the White Tiger Festival Hall of the Hanjing Military Department.

Outside the courtyard, six or seven Burmese men heard the sound from inside. A man in the head was wearing a cloth and a dark-skinned man smiled slightly, and turned around to his companions behind him and said, "Those men from Shunguo are showing us the prestige of officials and masters. I want to scare us with these!"

"Chief! Let's go back!" A short man whispered: "You hear this sound of murderous intent. I'm afraid these barbarians will be detrimental to you. It's still time to leave now!"

"What are you afraid of? Our career is not something that I am alone in Song Chan!" Song Chan smiled and said, "I have already assigned it before I come. If I can't go back, I will let the earth walker take over my position, let the gray eyes assist him, and continue to lead everyone! We came this time to explore the barbarians' bottom. The barbarians acted like this to scare us. If we don't go in, wouldn't it be in vain? Instead, it's called the barbarians to look down on me. If you are afraid, go back alone, I must go in!"

"Who said I'm going back!" The man was excited by Song Gan, his face turned red. He grabbed the previous step and rushed into the door first.

"Draw your sword!"

With a loud shout, the solemn guards of Shunjun, who were carrying mud carved wooden sculptures on both sides of the road in the courtyard pulled out their swords and pointed them diagonally upwards. It seemed that there was a mountain of swords in the courtyard. Seeing this, the first man who rushed into the door weakened his legs and almost fell down, shouting: "Chief, run away, the barbarian is taking action!"

Song Chan reached out to support the subordinate. He stayed in Shunjun for a while and saw that the guards were just standing solemnly and did not rush over. He knew that it was just an enemy general showing off his martial arts to him, not trying to kill him, so he whispered: "Don't be afraid, they are just showing off, don't let the barbarians look down on him!" After that, he was the first to hold his head up to the sword gate of Shunjun guards.

Badu could see clearly in the door, and saw the man in the leader stalking with his head raised, his waist straightened his back, and his face was as usual, as if he was strolling in the garden. Unlike the other Burmese people, who showed more or less fear, resentment, excitement and other emotions. Badu was also shocked by sitting in the house, thinking that this person must be the leader Song Gan. This person was indeed a brave man, otherwise how could he cause such a big wave with a peasant body?

"stop!"
Chapter completed!