When Mangbai was extorted by Chen Mingxia in the South Gate of the Sky, he was sucking bones and knocking marrow, Myanmar was ushering in a drastic change...

The southwest jungle is covered with towering ancient trees. The jungle that stretches for thousands of miles is dark and cannot see the sun, which is even daunting. Green comes to the face with a strong moisture. The jungle is too green, and it is so green that it makes people breathless...

There are only green trees, green grass, green vines, green spaces, green moss, even the air is green, and the rain is green. Even if even the poisonous snakes and flying insects are green, the whole thing is a suffocating green desert!

In such a green world, there is a team moving forward at this moment. This is a strange team.

They were all black cloth short clothes, holding rattan knives, and in the chaotic team, there were several elephants, with food and armor on their bodies, and the soldiers around them held spears. Although the team did not cast a flag, people recognized that this was the army of a certain chieftain in their hair style.

“How long will it take to get there?”

"It will take two more days to talk back."

"Send the order and go faster. At the latest, you will meet with the Heavenly Army tomorrow night."

With the order, this team of more than a thousand people once again accelerated its pace. At the same time, in the jungle that stretched thousands of miles across the southern barbarians, dozens of other local soldiers were also moving towards the location of the Celestial Army...

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At the same time, another team had arrived at Mysson. Compared with the chieftain corps, which ranged from hundreds to four to five thousand, the army around Mysson on the south bank of the Ruili River, there were 250,000 or 60,000 people. Although this army seemed to be vast, in fact, the soldiers had different ages. Since they were as young as fifteen or sixteen years old, they also had white hair and beards over 60 years old.

Half a month ago, in order to resist the invasion of the Ming Dynasty, the Burmese King Mang Dala mobilized all the forces across the country. Not only were all recruited at the age of 18, but Huangkou, who was fifteen or sixteen, and the elderly over sixty were also recruited. However, the so-called "national" was actually just the Burmese people and several chieftains who had completely conquered over the past 100 years. As for the other chieftains, they were also leading troops, but they were going to rush to the north shore and to the Daming Tian Army.

But even so, this army on the banks of the Mysson River is intimidating. After all, it is an army of 250,000 or 60,000 people!

Not only are there many people, but there are as many as five hundred war elephants alone.

At this time, facing this army, even Mangdala, who was afraid of the Ming Dynasty, could not help but become brave when looking at this large army.

"In this way, General Zhengnan will definitely retreat in the face of difficulties!"

"Don't worry, today I will send all the troops from all over the country to the Ming Dynasty across the river. Mr. Mu will definitely retreat in the face of the difficulties."

A scholar wearing a Confucian robe and holding a Kongming fan next to Mangdala said proudly.

"As long as the king's messenger reaches the other side and gives enough face to the Ming Dynasty, this matter will naturally be done!"

The person who swung Kongming's fan was not someone else. It was Tang Jiabin, a student of Lin'an Prefecture who planned the Shadingzhou rebellion. After the rebellion was put down, he and his family fled to Myanmar and entered the Burmese royal court, becoming the counselor of Mangdala. In fact, in Myanmar or Siam, there were some down-and-out scholars as their aides, and naturally, some people were inevitably forgotten. Tang was such a person. He planned the Shadingzhou rebellion for power, but now, it was also for power.

"But what if General Zhengnan was determined to go south?"

Mangdala asked nervously.

"Don't worry, the Mu family seems to be the Duke of Qian in the Ming Dynasty, but in fact they have always been guarded by the Ming Dynasty. They will never take grain from the Great Bright Fire. Although Mu Tianbo seems to have led nearly 50,000 troops in the three towns, there is also a town of guards in the 50,000 troops, but this town is simply his private army of the Mu family. He will not risk his servants to pay for his family. This time he went south, but this time, it was only forced by the emperor's order. As long as the king was convinced, the Ming Dynasty sent the golden red cards to the chieftains again, and he would definitely withdraw his troops. After all, there is no benefit in losing the troops and losing the generals to the Mu family!"

"But, I hope so..."

Mangdala and the Burmese Prince Court officials all nodded one after another. After Mu Tianbo's grandfather led thousands of Ming troops to severely damage tens of thousands of Burmese troops decades ago, Myanmar's bones were interrupted by the Ming Dynasty. Facing the Ming Dynasty... I really couldn't raise the courage to fight.

"Captain William, you lead the musketeers and the bronze cannons are deployed on the front shore. You must let the Ming army see how many cannons we have!"

The Ming army relied on firearms to fight!

We also have firearms in Myanmar, and there are quite a few!

Even many of the people who operate firearms are Westerners, or they are descendants of Westerners and Burmese people.

"Please rest assured that as long as the Ming people see our number of cannons, they will definitely not dare to offend us!"

William, wearing a breastplate, was once a British sailor. He was employed in Myanmar more than a decade ago and was responsible for training Myanmar's artillery and musketeers. He has always been deeply trusted by the Burmese king. He made many contributions in the war with the Siamese people. He was even named the Marquis of Wanhu in Myanmar.

But, in fact, he is just a sailor who is proficient in artillery. As for tactics...

When hundreds of bronze cannons of various sizes were erected, the Ming army on the other side was stunned. From the General of the Conquest and ordinary soldiers to the generals, they were all shocked.

"Blessed by Buddha, are these Burmese people stupid?"

Putting down the telescope, Mu Tianbo murmured.

"Do they want to give us all the cannons? Why do they just separate the cannons under our eyelids?"

"General, there will be no fraud!"

"Yes, they should at least use earth baskets to block one. In such rows, they are simply..."

"It's just for us to show it!"

When the generals of the Duke of Qian's Mansion were disagreeing with each other, Li Dingguo put down his telescope.

"The reason why Mangdala sent all the troops from all over the country, even the Huangkou child was summoned by him and created such a large formation, rather than fighting to the death with us, it is better to say that he wanted to demonstrate to us. There are too many ants and chew on death elephants. General, he wants us to retreat in the face of difficulties!"

Two years ago, Li Dingguo was transferred to the southwest garrison office under the order of the emperor. When he left Nanjing, he learned about his mission from His Majesty. Not only did he guard the two provinces of Guizhou and Yunnan, but he also had to rebuild the Three Xuan and Liu Wei. Well, there was another thing, which was to balance the Mu family.

The Ming Dynasty cannot live with the Mu family in the southwest for the time being, and His Majesty does not intend to push down the Mu family, but the future Nanban land will definitely not allow the Mu family to interfere. What should I do...

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"What they think is beautiful!"

Mu Tianbo sneered.

"When I saw the difficulties, I retreated. Even if I agreed, the court would not agree! Besides, if the fake kings were not eliminated, the Burmese people were uneasy, how could the chieftains take it as a warning? How could they truly return to my Ming Dynasty?"

Of course, Mu Tianbo could not agree. After all, he also needed to re-establish the prestige of General Zhengnan. In the past, General Zhengnan only needed a single order to command the entire Nan barbarian land.

But in the past century, General Zhengnan's prestige has disappeared bit by bit. What is the final result?

To put it bluntly, it is because there is no murder or war. Throughout history, for a clan, the so-called prestige has never given them much favors, but how many of them have been killed.

The more people you kill, the prestige will naturally come. And you have to use the heads of the alien race from time to time to remind them.

Just like raising a dog, you must kick it from time to time to remind the beasts to let them know who is the real master, otherwise the beasts will forget it.

In the past, Mu Tianbo could not consider these things and could close the door and be his general palace, but now it is not possible. In the past, even if he wanted to remind him, the court would not give him that opportunity. Now his opportunity has come. Now he must use those heads to remind him, so he is the real master of this land.

"Then let's just follow the plan!"

Li Dingguo spoke.

"Let's show weakness first, and wait until the time is right. Then catch it all in one go."
Chapter completed!