Looking at the huge sphere with flames in the sky, half of the sky was covered with flames. Moknarodo's eyes were not blinking. Beside him, smoke filled the gunpowder and the flames were steaming, but he didn't know it at all. After a long time, he muttered to himself: "Is it these things? Did these things defeat Lord Mangbu? Isn't it just three? Why do they have so many such powerful things? Who else in the world is their opponent? Heshen, what kind of person are you?" After saying that, he suddenly felt dark in front of his eyes and fell softly from the seat on the elephant.

"Sir!" Zankun was paying attention to Moconarod's movements. He was shocked to see this scene. He flew down from the horse's back and grabbed Moconarod from the air. He landed steadily. When he was anxious to look, he found that his face was like gold paper, his lips were purple, his teeth were clenched, and his breathing was rapid. Zankun's face changed drastically. He hurriedly pinched the person under his nose with his thumb. After a long time, Moconarod suddenly coughed violently, turned over and vomited a large mouthful of blood. Then his face slowed down, and he let out a long sigh, and gradually recovered.

"Tell me that the commander-in-chief will be ordered to withdraw my troops, and the guards will retreat slowly. If there are any rioters, they will be executed immediately!"

Moconarodo's voice seemed a little weak, but his tone was majestic, with light flowing in his eyes, and his whole body exuded an irresistible aura.

The power of the tiger is still alive and cannot defeat the seedlings. Even if a hero is at the lowest point in his life, he will never blame others or give up on himself. Although adversity is painful, only adversity will inspire people to move forward and grow. Those who cannot overcome it will be in a slump. Those who cross it will be afraid of even the gods and Buddhas in the heavens will fight against grain, and only such people can grow into a real hero.

Moconarodo was not afraid. Since he was rescued from the knife and saved his life, Moconarodo was not afraid of anything - he rode on the elephant again, looked up at the sky, glanced at the hot air balloons that were still throwing incendiary bombs, and then looked through the raging fire to look at Luocheng, which was still standing there steadily, Moconarodo clenched his fists and said secretly: "Heshen, Zheng Xin, I remember the account today, I will come back!" After thinking about it, turn around the elephant, and never look back, and quickly leave to the way it comes.

Moconarodo was not only stoic, but also very courageous. He allowed thousands of elephants who were frightened by the flames to blow up the group of elephants. He made a quick decision and led the army to retreat slowly. Taking advantage of the chaotic elephants blocking them, he headed straight to the prosperous forest not far from Luocheng. As soon as he entered, he ordered the troops to break up the remaining nearly 10,000 troops into dozens of small units and evacuate them separately. At the same time, he ordered people to inform the upstream of Sowa crossing the river to notify the troops blocking the river and build dams. He did not have to wait for another army of Zheng Xin to blow up the dams directly, and then quickly divided the troops to withdraw. The army gathered in Daopan, southern Myanmar.

Faced with Moconarodo's strategy of division of troops, even Fu Kang'an's flying army was helpless. So after chasing for a while, he set a few fires above the heads of several of the troops and retreated back to Luocheng in a bad mood.

The heavy responsibility of pursuing the enemy was naturally not required. Heshen and Fu Kang'an were riding. The hot air balloon they were riding had already stopped steadily on the wall of Luocheng. Heshen took a slight step back and asked Zheng Xin to go out first. Zheng Xin was not grateful. He grabbed Heshen with his left hand and pulled Fu Kang'an with his hand. He saw the dark people kneeling in front of him, and the pretty young woman was his first wife, Zheng Shuhua, who immediately let go of Heshen and Fu Kang'an and quickly met him.

"Da Xin!" Zheng Shuhua has been under tremendous pressure these days, suffering and even had the idea of ​​death several times. She thought she would never see Zheng Xin again in her life. At this moment, she saw him falling from the sky, and in a dream, she called out softly, silently. She looked at Zheng Xin for a moment, and saw that he was wearing a military uniform. Although he had lost a lot of weight, his eyes were shining brightly. She was looking at him without blinking. She couldn't help but jump into his arms and hugged him tightly, hoping to integrate his body into his body. Until she felt his heartbeat, all the grievances and depression were swept away, pushed him away, took a step back, looked up at him with a smile, but she couldn't help but burst into tears in her eyes.

"Mrs. I'm suffering. Don't cry or cry. Isn't this back? Everyone else is watching. Let's go back if you have something to say?" Zheng Xin comforted Zheng Shuhua in a low voice, waved his hands to the people who were kneeling, "Forget it, Luocheng survives today, and all thanks to you for your achievements. If you want to salute, it's up to Zheng to salute you," he said as he bowed his body, and he actually bowed, and stood up and continued, "At a critical moment, I will never leave you. Zheng thanks you for your contributions on behalf of the people of Hecheng. I will reward you after you have the credit." As he said that, he turned around and faced the people under the city and said loudly: "The elders and villagers of Luocheng, we can achieve the current victory, not only rely on the fear of death of the defending army, but also make great contributions. Zheng expressed his gratitude, and announced something here. From next year, there will be tax exemption for three years. If there are those who have died, the pension will be given priority."

"Mr. Xie Zheng!"

"Mr. Zheng is so polite. This is what we should do!"

"Mrs. I am not afraid of death. I swear to defend the city to the death. We are just a pariah, what else can I be afraid of..."

The black crowd stood under the city, with red faces shining under the flames, and excitedly speaking, very lively.

Zheng Xin was very satisfied with this effect and accepted the gaze of everyone looking up. After a while, he reached out and pressed it quietly, and the crowd suddenly calmed down.

"These two adults are all young heroes sent by His Majesty the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty to help us conquer the lost land and defeat the Burmese. Without them, we would not have won the victory today. They are our friends and our benefactors. Treat them like our relatives. Are you right?"

"Yes!" This time, not only the people below, but also the soldiers and generals who saw the power of the hot air balloons shouted in unison. Looking at Heshen and Fu Kang'an, they were both admiring and envious.

Zheng Xin has been speaking Siamese, Heshen and Fu Kang'an are confused, but looking at everyone's expressions, you can roughly guess the reason. After Chen Lian stepped forward and whispered to the translation, he smiled at everyone, but at the same time he thought to himself that Zheng Xin is really smart and can really seize the opportunity to win people's hearts.

"This time our hometown is spared. Lord He and Lord Fukang'an have made great contributions. Let us thank you two!" Zheng Xin said, and suddenly turned around and walked to Heshen and Fukang'an. He knelt on the ground with a thud. Without waiting for the two to help, he stood up and said loudly: "Lord He and Lord Fukang'an have traveled thousands of miles to help. Zheng is polite here!"

"Sir Xie He, Xie Fukang'an!" Zheng Xin knelt down. Although Chen Lian was covered in wounds, he still endured the pain and knelt behind Zheng Xin and kowtowed to thank him. With him, he led the way, from military generals and civil servants to the people, he knelt down in unison and shouted thank him.

This was the first time that Heshen and Fu Kang'an had experienced such a spectacular scene. Even Heshen was a little excited for a moment and could not take a deep breath. Then he calmed down and waved his hand gently and said, "Forget it, it's just a slight effort. Siam and I, the Qing Dynasty, have been in the same country as China since ancient times. Zulong entered the pass, and the first Gentile Prince was the King of Siam. Today, he has always treated Siam very well. Treat his relatives as relatives. When they die, they naturally have to help. It's just a normal move. Everyone should not be treated so politely... Let's get up. Here, I want to tell you a good news, Yaolin, come and read the oral order of the Lord Long Live!"

Fu Kang'an did not refuse, and stepped forward and said loudly: "His Majesty the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty's verbal order: I heard that the capital of Siam was trapped by the Burmese army, and Prince Egata was unaware of his life and death. He was deeply anxious because he knew that Zheng Xin was brave and resourceful and loyal to the country. He was the pillar of the country. He specially appointed Zheng Xin as the Grand Marshal of the Siam State and was awarded the title of Second Class Siam Duke. The troops from all over the United Nations were subject to their restraints and were responsible for all military affairs in Siam State. Before finding the whereabouts of the Siam King, he would only be responsible to me, and Fucha Heshen was responsible for the connection. I respect this!"

Heshen had already known the meaning of Qianlong. Now that this reward is available, it is also the meaning of the title. However, the specific words are not said. Fukang'an received a pigeon halfway, and the meaning above was very simple and clear: all matters in Siam were coordinated by Heshen alone. If the reward was needed, under the title of King, you can discuss with Fukang'an and handle it without any further verification. To put it bluntly, this oral order was co-curated by Heshen and Fukang'an without Zheng Xin's concealment. Yesterday, Fukang'an found Heshen and others, and gave Heshen the note to read it. While Zheng Xin was worried about the safety of Luocheng, he discussed such a constitution. At this moment, he suddenly said it. After a translation of Chinese, not only Luocheng's civil and military officials were surprised, but Zheng Xin himself was also shocked.

Siam was a vassal state of China a long time ago. Although he believed in Buddhism, he was also greatly influenced by Chinese culture and valued his status very much. Zheng Xin had a great ambition since he was young and had been secretly cultivating his own strength. Only then can he pull up the banner of the royal army when he was trapped in the big city and boldly expand his strength under the guise of the royal army. However, it is limited to this. His position is only the last-class Duke, and his position is not only the prefect. Even if he holds military power, he really needs to say Egata, unless he rebels, he can only hand over the military power and be honestly his prefect. Even the Wu Pavilion is above his position. But now it is different. The emperor of the Sect Master personally appointed him as the Grand Marshal of the Siam State, the Second-class Duke, and the duke's name is actually Siam. What this means is self-evident.

Thinking that he was getting closer to his ideal, Zheng Xin felt his blood boiling, and his pupils seemed to have grown a little bigger. He was stunned for a moment before he secretly pinched his fists, took a deep breath, and stepped forward to kneel down on the dust: "My minister, Zheng Xin, thank you Lord Long's kindness, long live the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty!"
Chapter completed!