The dawn in a foreign country looks particularly strange.

Maybe it was because it rained last night and there was thick fog in the early morning. Or maybe it was because the mountains and rivers were not as strong as China. In short, the scenery in sight was particularly deserted.

Moored in the port and in a warship disguised as a merchant ship, Zhao Shi put down the book in his hand and frowned and meditated.

To be precise, what he was in his hand was not a book, but a handwritten introduction to various forces in Myanmar.

The person who wrote this book was born in the middle Xia Dynasty. In the Song Dynasty, the whole family moved to Myanmar to avoid war and chaos, and settled down here. After hundreds of years of struggle, he has become a wealthy family with some prestigious local area in Yangon.

The Li family was able to become a wealthy family precisely because of the identity of the descendants of China.

Whether it was the former Yuan Dynasty or the current Ming Dynasty, all the states of Myanmar had submitted their respects. For example, the place where Yangon was located was nominally belonging to another dynasty, Bogu, which was called the Lantern Kingdom by Zhongxia during the 1990s.

The Myanmar State, which was close to Yunnan in the Ming Dynasty, was another dynasty called Awa.

If you submit to the above statement, you must have someone who understands Chinese and is proficient in the Chinese etiquette and law, and this Li family is the best candidate.

Therefore, when the merchants and the first group of pioneers of the Ming Dynasty came here, the first person to focus on was Li. Li was also tactful and it was natural to serve the country of the parents of the Celestial Empire.

"It's so messy!" Zhao Shi looked at the book in his hand again, the relationship between the various states of Myanmar, the lives of the local kings, how many years of war, how many people died, which made people feel upset.

What are the Meng tribes and the Shan tribes, it makes people unable to tell who is who.

At this moment, a lot of 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 nobles in armor sat in murderous intent, intimidating.

After Zhao Shi entered, he saluted Wu Lun first and then sat upright behind him.

"What kind of handfuls are there only two thousand soldiers in Yangon City?" Wu Lun blew his nose and rubbed his snot on the table. Zhao Shi frowned.

"Haha!" The malicious laughter of the second generation of nobles sounded in the cabin.

Zhao Shi noticed that there were suddenly many new faces today.

These strange-faced people did not laugh, but had serious expressions, and everyone looked like cold stones.

"These are probably the full-backs!" Zhao Shi said in his heart.

In order to avoid alarming the enemy, there were only three Ming warships parked in the port, and 3,000 soldiers did not disembark. Other troops were anchored in the outer sea, waiting for orders.

"I think, don't fucking the fuck again!" Wu Lun said again, "When it's dawn, let the brothers kill directly!"

"I think it's OK!" Cao Rui said loudly, "What are you waiting for! What are you going to go in and rob him!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Shi frowned slightly.

Suddenly, among the wingback generals who had been silent, someone spoke, "How high is the city wall of the Barbarian? Is there a moat and how many arrow towers? Have you seen it in advance?"

"Don't worry!" Cao Rui said squintly, "Everyone can find out clearly. Haha, he is not as tall as the walls of a county town in our Ming Dynasty. You can go up just by one o'clock!"

Zhao Shi noticed that the people from the full-back frowned in one go.

"Let's draw a picture first!" said a man dressed in a thousand households among the front guards, "Nothing is wrong!"

Cao Rui was still talking, but Wu Lun glared at him.

Then a personal soldier carried a sand table and placed it in the cabin.

Hula, the generals of the full-back surrounded him and pointed at him.

"Although the city is small, it is built on the mountain with extensions on it. The barbarians are good at shooting. If two thousand people can hold bows, the brothers will probably not be able to bear it!"

"Yes, we didn't have heavy armor or siege cars this time!"

"It's a foggy cannon in the sky, and there's no place to find the stone thrower now!"

Their words made Zhao Shi think.

"Compared with these second-generation nobles, the generals and officials who were removed from the front guards are more likely to fight! The military strategy is ten times more surrounded. The palace city has always been surrounded first, and then built a turret and earthen wall that is flush with the city wall to attack the city. When the artillery bows and arrows hit the city so hard that they could not raise their heads, it was the turn of infantry to climb the wall!"

At this time, the generals of the front guards said again, "And we have no cavalry!" As he said, the speaker pointed to the Yangon City and said, "Look, there are roads and rivers outside the city. Without cavalry, there is no way to take a detour to block their escape route."

"Yes, if they escape, the other Burmese kings will know. At that time, we will push 30,000 people all the way. How many people will die?"

Listening to their verbal discussions, Zhao Shi looked at Wu Lun.

These wingback generals are expounding their opinions, but aren't they talking to Wu Lu? Soldiers obey orders the most, but there is a prerequisite that only when others obey you will listen to you. Otherwise, it is common for them to go offend work without doing anything or to secretly cause trouble.

And these words may be the collective threat of these original veterans in the army to the second generation of nobles.

"I don't have that diamond, how can I take on this porcelain job?"

Wu Lun smiled with a bad face and looked at the generals among the front guards, "Since I say he can win!" As he said, he looked at the hourglass hanging on the wall, calculating the time, "In another hour, someone in the city will open the Ximen, our people will go directly from the Ximen, and then someone will take him straight to the palace of the earth king!"

who?

It must be Li's family!

Zhao Shi immediately realized that the first time he came to Myanmar was Wu Lun brought his men. He must have arranged all of them alone, so he dared to be so arrogant.

"This person is also very fine!" Zhao Shi said in his heart.

"If the town says this, I'll be relieved!" said a thousand households in the front guard, "Bizhi leads the team as the pioneer!"

"Okay!" Wu Lun laughed loudly, as if the presumptuous warning was not given to him just now, and said with a wink, "After entering the city, control the whole city immediately. All the barbarians have become turtles in the jar, let's have fun!"

Zhao Shi didn't understand the meaning of this sentence yet, and both the second generation of nobles and the military generals laughed happily, and they were clinging to each other like brothers and brothers.

At this moment, Zhao Shi's eyelids jumped violently.

Wu Lun pulled out a fiery red strap from the iron armor cuff and wrapped it directly on his left arm.

When the military generals saw this, their eyes and expressions instantly became particularly terrifying and ferocious.

"Massacre of the city?" Zhao Shi reacted and stood there in a daze.

"Kill!" Wu Lun made a gesture and said fiercely, "Kill all the brothers and ask them to go ashore, and then push them inside." As he said, he looked at everyone, "I don't take any money, you can do it! But there is one thing, after the happiness is over, this place must be turned into a fortress that we can attack and retreat and defend!"

"Here!" everyone shouted.

"Get ready!" Wu Lun waved his hand.

"Let's wait!" Zhao Shi could no longer hold it.

Wu Lun frowned on the spot, "Mr. Uncle has something to say?"

"Mr. Zhentai, I think I can't massacre the city!" Zhao Shi bowed.

"Oh?" Wu Lun sneered, "Do you know what is the most important thing in war?" He said, "It's military supplies! The food, drink, defecation and military supplies of our 30,000 people must be transferred to the shore, leaving so many barbarians. If we go out to fight, they will cause trouble in the rear, who will bear the consequences?"

As he said that, he snorted coldly, "Besides, brothers have been holding onto the sea for a long time. If they don't let them see any sweetness in the first battle, how can they fight in the future?"

Zhao Shi felt that he was staring at him like countless knives and his scalp was numb.
Chapter completed!