Zhu Chunchen's words suddenly made Lewen excited.

In the legends handed down from generation to generation, the Mo Dao Array is almost invincible - the Mo Dao Array is out, and everyone is broken!

If it weren't for Mo Dao, his ancestors would not have established a foothold here!

However, with the passage of time, Modao has completely disappeared in the long river of history, and the combat methods of his own people have been very different from the combat methods of their ancestors.

However, without enough force to ensure that their own people, including their ancestors, would have been wiped out long ago, how could they gain a foothold in this land full of war and killing?

Here are all the enemies who are clamoring to send their people to Hellfire......

After calming down his excitement, Le Wen bowed his hand and said: "Back to Grandpa, I am outcast, if we can't fight and fight, I'm afraid that we will be annexed a long time ago, where can we wait for the heavenly soldiers to come?" ”

Zhu Chunchen nodded and said, "The old man will send the secretary in charge of the army and the commander of the Beijing camp to assist you." Manipurvey can't just be an empty shelf, and it can't be just a name! ”

Lewen was immediately overjoyed, and arched his hand: "Grandpa Xie!" It's just that there is a reluctant invitation to humble the post? ”

Zhu Chunchen smiled: "You just have to say it." ”

Le Wen said: "Grandpa, the lowly rank has lived here for a long time, and it is also the fight here that adapts to it, as for the Modao ......"

After smiling bitterly, Le Wencai continued: "Don't hide it from my grandfather, the method of forging and using the Mo knife has long been lost, and the lowly people no longer know how to use the Mo knife. ”

Zhu Chunchen smiled, but there was a little bitterness in the laughter: "How many good things have you lost after being away from home for thousands of years?" Even the Mo Dao method passed down by the ancestors has been lost! ”

Even Datang himself has played with the Mo knife, can these wandering soldiers and their descendants still play? It's impossible to think about.

According to the record of "The Old Tang Book: The Biography of Li Siye", "2,000 foot soldiers are blocked by Mo knives and long Ke axes, like a wall, and there is no way forward", "people and horses are broken" This statement mainly describes Li Siye's bravery.

Although the Mo knife hands are all specially selected strong men in the army, not all Mo knife hands can use this effect, only Li Siye, who is seven feet long, can achieve the effect of "being the heir of the knife, everyone and horses are broken".

The deterrent effect of heavy armor with Mo sword is still very strong, even in the face of cavalry.

However, this kind of lineup of heavy armor with Mo knife is too extravagant, first of all, the selection of soldiers, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is one in a hundred miles or even one in a thousand miles.

The second is the heavy armor and the Mo knife - these two things are already not easy to build, but they are used on the battlefield, this thing is like a consumable!

In the end, the soldiers who use the Mo Knife, the training intensity is there, and the consumption of food and supplies can be imagined.

In the face of such a high cost, not to mention that ordinary poor and small countries cannot afford to raise it, even a local tyrant-style power like Datang is difficult to raise.

The hard indicators of this thing are placed there, if the equipment is not up to standard, it is looking for death, if the soldiers are not up to standard, they can't play this set of equipment, and if the logistics are not up to standard, they can't play either.

Therefore, after the Anshi Rebellion, the Modao that entered like a wall slowly disappeared.

After waving his hand and signaling that Le Wen didn't have to feel guilty, Zhu Chunchen continued: "Even if you can still use the Mo knife, I'm afraid you won't be able to use it."

Today's Ming Dynasty is different from the Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty.

Although the equipment of swords, guns, swords, and halberds is still in use, they are slowly being replaced by firearms and artillery, and the Mo knife is naturally not very useful. ”

When Le Wen heard this, his expression couldn't help but be a little gloomy - Mo Dao is the spiritual pillar of his own people, and the pride in the hearts of his own people, even if it has been lost, no one will use this kind of equipment that only exists in legends.

However, Lewen also knew that what Zhu Chunchen said was true.

Some time ago, when he was pulling that envoy to watch the artillery fire, Lewen's heart had already quietly compared the Ming artillery with the legendary Mo knife.

The conclusion is that it can't be beaten.

Unless it's a close engagement that renders the artillery ineffective, perhaps the Modao Formation can rely on the legendary heavy armor to carry the attack of the Gunner, and attack and push away the Gunner's formation - however, the probability of this happening is basically zero.

Zhu Chunchen continued: "After you go back, you have selected the soldiers, and after you form the Manipur Guard, there will be someone to guide you on how to train and how to adapt to my Ming firearms and artillery.

The equipment will also be transferred by the fleet there and distributed to you after you arrive in Burma with your father. ”

……

Balpukan departed, took his wife and sister-in-law, eldest son and daughter, and others and set out, without informing anyone except the castrated attendants who accompanied the guard.

My heart is cold!

My ancestors have ruled this land for generations, and I can be regarded as getting by with the people, but now?

Among those ministers who are usually loyal, who is not looking forward to being attached to him?

It doesn't matter how you attach it, the important thing is that you can bring them too many benefits after you attach it, and that's enough.

So, Balpukan prepared the map and the register and left—not to stay in this sad place.

So much so that Zhu Chunchen and Zhang Zhiji didn't expect that Balpukan would come so quickly.

This time, Zhu Chunchen and Zhang Zhiji didn't say those weird nonsense, let alone scare people with knives, but called His Royal Highness, which made Balpukan's heart feel a lot better.

Although he has changed from a king to a highness, what kind of king is a king? What is Your Highness? How can it be the same?

Thinking about it like this, Balpkan's heart became beautiful again.

After ordering someone to arrange the wine and food, Zhu Chunchen bowed his hand to Balpukan and said, "Since Your Highness has already arrived here, why don't I leave tomorrow and go to Myanmar to face the saint?" ”

Balpukan bowed his head and said, "Just follow the Chengguo Gong." Xiao Wang still doesn't understand many etiquettes, but he has to work a lot to become a prince along the way? ”

Zhu Chunchen laughed and said: "This is a matter of the ear, why should Your Highness be too humble? ”

Zhu Chunchen and Zhang Zhi were extremely happy, they didn't use swords and soldiers, and just with two mouths with empty mouths and white teeth, they forced a country to surrender and recovered their homeland such as Tubo.

Compared with the happiness of Bharpukan and others, the current Mughal emperor and the ruler of the world, Shah Jahan is really not happy.

It's too much of a deception!

What did I do with the Mughals? I'm waiting for a good pilgrimage, chanting, worship, and I'm still busy building a mausoleum for Ben Khan's concubine, I didn't recruit anyone and didn't provoke anyone, and your Ming Emperor ran with hundreds of thousands of horses to smash the field?

Lao Tzu is not easy to bully! Really, when my Mughal is made of mud?

Shah Jahan, who was furious, also temporarily let go of Ajman Bhanu, a beautiful, intelligent and versatile woman from Persia.

After gathering several sons and the ministers of civil and military affairs, Shah Jahan, who was high on the throne, was the first to speak: "Ben Khan doesn't want to hear any more bad news, maybe there is no worse news than now, right?" ”

Aurangzeb, the Mughal equivalent of the Mughal military secretary and the third son of Shah Jahan, flashed out and said: "I'm afraid my father is going to be disappointed, and there is worse news early this morning." ”

Shah Jahan suddenly felt old.

The second son, Shashua, is no longer very obedient, and vaguely shows that he wants to challenge the position of the crown prince Daro Siqiao.

And the third son, who is the most talented and resourceful, now shows little respect for himself.

And the crown prince, who has high hopes for himself, always seems a little mediocre and incompetent compared to the second and third sons - he should study the scriptures, not become the next Mughal emperor!

After rubbing his forehead, Shah Jahan turned his gaze to Ozelombu: "Tell me, what kind of bad news can make even the most resourceful of my sons feel troublesome?" ”

A hint of disdain flashed in Ozelombu's heart.

In the past, Ozelombhu would never have dared to ignore the beating in Shah Jahan's words, but now?

The lion is already old, and even its minions have been smoothed out, no matter how hard it roars, who can it scare?

After quietly looking up at Shah Jahan, who was on the throne, Ozelobu spoke: "Assam, you have surrendered to those Ming people.

The four southern states and Odisha, West Bengal all the way to Tripura have all the coastal defenses destroyed in these places, and the Ming people have begun to land from Tamil Nadu and Kerala, which have lost their coastal defenses. ”

Shah Jahan hummed softly, as if he didn't take these things to heart at all: "So, is there anything else?" Is there worse news? ”

"Yes," said Ozelom. Judging from the information obtained by Erchen and the current situation, it is likely that the Ming people want to divide their troops into three ways and then advance step by step.

And the current situation is that we simply have not enough troops to deal with the attack of the Ming people, and even military salaries are a big problem. ”

Shah Jahan, who had been squinting just now, finally opened his eyes: "So, you come to tell Ben Khan, what about Ben Khan's invincible army?" And what about the silver coins in the treasury? ”

The sneer on the corner of his mouth flickered, and Ozerampo's expression looked serious: "Dear father, I have to regret to tell you that your invincible army is now at war with your mother's maiden family, Persia.

As for the silver in the treasury, in addition to covering daily expenses, it was also used to build Taj Mahala.

In this case, we don't have much silver to use to recruit more warriors. ”

Shah Jahan's eyes narrowed again, perhaps only through his already bruised hands, he could see that Shah Jahan was not calm now.

Ozerrambu still bowed, waiting for Shah Jahan to make the final decision - he was his best and best son until he didn't have enough strength to overthrow his rule, no one!

When Shah Jahan opened his eyes again, his eyes turned to the crown prince, Daro Siqiao: "My son, do you have any good advice?" ”

"Perhaps, we can withdraw the warriors from the north and make a temporary truce with those Persian heretics. ”

"Heretics must die! They should all go to Hellfire! They are sinners! Unforgivable sinners! ”

Suddenly, Shah Jahan, who was furious, simply stood up from the throne.

Seeing that Daro Siqiao was stunned, Ozelangbu bowed down and said, "Then, we can raise taxes." Those heretics who do not believe in God, they still have to live in the kingdom of God, and we can increase the war tax on them. ”

Slowly calming down, Huangsha Jahan sat down again, and narrowed his eyes again: "Even so, it is only a solution to the problem of silver coins. But what about the army? ”

"When he has the silver coins, how many fearless warriors does my father want to recruit but can't get them?"

Moreover, except for the silver coins of the white flowers, from the time they shed the first drop of blood, the heaven that flowed with milk and honey had already arranged a place for them.

They could marry seventy-two pure goddesses, and they could also have seventy of their relatives who interceded on their behalf.

He can enter heaven after death and kill those Harbies during his lifetime, does his father need to worry about not having enough warriors? ”

Ozeramp spoke slowly and softly, but it was enough for everyone to hear what he was saying.

Shah Jahan also made some changes.

But after much consideration, Shah Jahan gave up on the heartwarming offer.

Fighting a war is not something that can be done with just a lot of blood - especially untrained recruits, who have always suffered the greatest casualties on the battlefield.

And the war that is close at hand, without any warning beforehand, does not give you time to train these recruits - do you send them directly to the battlefield?

It's not about building mahara, it's about fighting – in the north, there are warriors who can fight well – at the very least, they should be given time to train!

Compared with the Ming people who were all Halbi, those heretics in Persia were more like brothers with whom they had some differences!

After settling down, Shah Jahan opened his eyes again: "Ozelombu, my son, I have a very important mission to give you, I hope you will not let me down!" ”

Ozeramp still bowed: "Of course, I will definitely obey your instructions and do every errand you have been assigned. ”

After nodding, Shah Jahan narrowed his eyes again: "Go to Persia, go meet that damned Abbas II, Safavid."

Tell him that the king wants to stop the war with him for the time being, let him be honest, and the king will not attack his country for the time being, remember? ”

Ozelombu bowed and said, "As you wish, my father. ”

Shah Jahan continued: "If he agrees, you will let the army of the north leave the forces guarding our land, and bring back the rest." ”

PS: I went to practice during the day today, and I took the third exam on the 21st. Now the second update is sent, and it has been updated by 8000 words today, and there will be an update later.

In addition, the work of sacrificing a good friend: "Tang Salted Fish"