"It's not..."Even though Wen Lin muttered a little in his heart, he still said firmly.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your trust." Marogo didn't think much about Wenlin's opinion, after all, this sentence was only used to lead to the next sentence.

"Do you know how many troops I have available now?" Marogo continued.

"When I received the news before, I said that there were still 16,000, and now there should be 15,000!" Wenlin, who was puzzled by Marogo's question, continued to answer after thinking about it.

"Fifteen thousand? To be honest, I'm not afraid of your jokes, no. Although I still have more than 10,000 men and horses on my face, they are already afraid of the Yi army. Marogo said with a wry smile.

"Now these centaurs are just knowing the arrival of the Third Highness, so they are holding on to the last vestiges of confidence to stay here. They can't help you at all. Third Highness, you really want to go to war with the Yi army, and you must win the first battle, otherwise the more than 10,000 teams on my side will not be your help and expectations that you can rely on. ”

"General Marogo, you're not right to say that! I, a Siamese son, are brave and fearless, don't think everyone is like you. Hearing this, Wen Lin, who looked at Ma Luoguo and was a little annoyed, said unceremoniously.

"If General Marogo is really so afraid of the Yi army, then you don't have to command the next battle. However, when the time comes, don't blame me for telling my father the truth. ”

"Don't dare. Third Highness, I know that you will definitely look down on me if I say this, but for the sake of Siam, I still have to say, do you really want to go to war with the Yi army? Ma Luoguo, who was scolded by Wenlin, still asked without scruples.

"Of course," Wenlin replied resolutely.

"Besides, even if you want to make peace with someone else, will someone else make peace with you? Do you know, because my father drove the envoys of the Yi army out of Siam, the Yi Dynasty sent a message to my father, saying that my father should wash his neck and wait for them to come and get it. ”

"You think, that's it. Is it still possible for us to make peace? Wenlin asked.

Marogo didn't know how to answer, but was silent.

"Actually, I still know General Ma's ability. If this Yi army can defeat an experienced person like General Ma, he must be powerful. However, I don't think it's really impossible for us to defeat the Yi army. General Ma, you say what I'm talking about! Looking at Ma Luoguo, Wen Lin seemed to be comforted as if he couldn't bear it.

Seeing that Wen Lin said this, how could Ma Luoguo continue to persuade stupidly for the worry in his heart, so he could only take over and say: "What His Royal Highness said is reasonable, but I am not thoughtful. ”

"I think General Ma has also been too tired physically and mentally recently. I have always believed in General Ma's loyalty to the Empire. Wenlin said.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Although he knew that Wenlin was just appeasing himself, Ma Luoguo was inevitably moved in his heart.

"I also thought about what General Ma said, and the men and horses led by General Ma have been fighting with the Yi army and are tired, so let's do it! In the next battle, General Ma will take the men and horses to show me the logistics, and the next main battle will be handed over to the people I brought, how about it? Wenlin asked.

Regarding Wenlin's intention to seize power, although Ma Luoguo understood, he didn't make any noise, but said with a relieved look: "Then let the Third Highness suffer, the Third Highness can tell me any other orders, I will not dare to delay anything." ”

General Ma said seriously. There are still many places in Wenlin that need to be consulted by General Ma on battlefield matters. Seeing Ma Luoguo like this, Wenlin seemed humble.

"The Three Highnesses are gifted, and they are the dragons and phoenixes among people. Don't be modest, as long as I can help Your Highness, please don't be polite. Marogo pushed each other.

"Speaking of which, I would like to ask General Dismount. Is Yi Jun's firearms really so powerful, not afraid of rain? Wen Lin was not ambiguous, and asked the question that had been in his mind to Marogo.

"Yes. I once fought the Yi army on a rainy day, and although the rain had an effect on their firearms, they could still be fired. Marogo replied truthfully.

Hearing this, Wenlin could also understand Marogo's helplessness. Because in Marogo's description, the Yi army can use hundreds of artillery pieces and tens of thousands of muskets in every big battle. Not only do they have a long range, they are powerful, and they are also very fast. This is an almost unsolvable puzzle.

In order to make the Yi army have some scruples, Ma Luoguo even learned the tricks of the Mongols and the Manchus, and captured some local people to be used as cannon fodder.

It turned out that these Yi troops did not have the appearance of the Celestial Empire and Confucian models at all. They don't care about the local people, how the artillery should be fired, how the muskets should be fired or how they should be fired, just like a machine that can only kill, and they don't care about reputation at all.

Firearms, Siam also has. However, since there were no craftsmen who could make them, they could only obtain a very small amount through various trade smuggling.

Because Siam often had wars with Burma, and Burma had a lot of artillery under the leadership of Yong Zhiya, so in Wenlin's consciousness, firearms were not as powerful as bows and arrows in terms of power and practicality, that is, the sound could be scary.

Wenlin didn't know exactly how powerful the tens of thousands of muskets were, so he didn't particularly understand, but he didn't think it would be much worse. And hundreds of artillery pieces, this is the existence that makes Wenlin moved.

Having seen the power of artillery, Wenlin knew that it was not something that could be carried by man. Within reach of the shells, they were either killed or wounded, and there was no escape.

Wenlin also had a red eye on artillery, but they all said that when the cannon sounded, it would be ten thousand taels of gold. The guns were so expensive that even Wenlin, as a prince, was dumbfounded.

So no matter how much Wenlin loved artillery, he understood that Siam couldn't afford to raise much artillery. After all, expensive artillery, those cheap human lives seem to be more suitable for the interests of Siam.

"Hundreds of artillery, how many lives do you have to fill it!" Even before the war with the Yi Army, Wenlin felt extremely pressured. The "trench" of the Yi Dynasty was inhumane, which made Wenlin sigh in his heart:

"Or maybe my father chose to ignore the existence of this Yi Dynasty, which is really a big mistake. If this war can be perfectly resolved, after I go back, I Siam will not make artillery at all costs. ”

In an instant, Wenlin seemed to understand why Maro Gogang had been persuading him to make peace with Yijun.

However, at this point, what else can he do except choose to fight with Yijun?