The British colonized India, but the country that India was most grateful to in later generations was still the British, because they felt that the British helped them get rid of backwardness and ignorance, and the same goes for Japan and the Philippines.

But it still made the British a little cheaper! It is also a little admiration of Emperor Mao, and later generations watched war movies or played games, he liked the roar of the English Faye (fire) very much, and always felt that it was a little more ruthless than a simple fire order, so the fire order of the Liaodong army was Faye, and the mercenaries of the United East India Company, which was composed of veterans, also used this fire order, and now it has spread to the southeast.

"Faye!"

The mercenary officer holding a narrow version of the goose-winged knife screamed as hard as he could, but this time, it was the Siamese infantrymen wearing thick needle-eye linen uniforms, wooden rattan armor, and small round helmets who were holding retired military rifles sold by the East India Company, and they also followed the order and slammed the trigger.

Amid the crackling sound of popping beans, directly opposite, in the front row of the Burmese army marching along the Mekong Plain, the rattan armor soldiers with similar equipment but holding scimitars fell down in a row.

Behind, the cannons also rang out one after another, seeing that the war elephants that were the absolute main force in the Burmese army on the opposite side were all screaming and falling, for a while, the dry and thin Minister Pabiluo was full of self-confidence.

With these Ming weapons, who else in the world can resist the Siamese soldiers?

In the binoculars provided by Daming, seeing that the forward army of the Burmese army began to cringe because of the brokenness, the old orange peel was extremely excited and raised the staff in his hand, and shouted excitedly: "Army, attack!" ”

However, when Pabilo was excited, fantasizing that he was invincible in the world, he did not know that another war was also raging on the Indochina Peninsula.

The same artillery fire, the same crackling gunshots, the smoke of the Julu City on the edge of the collapsed city wall, more advanced than the Siamese, more sinicized, wearing the old Song and Ming Dynasty metal armor The Annan army also roared angrily in the city, and a large group of people collided with the Nanzhang soldiers who rushed out of the city in the gap of the city wall.

In the sound of clanging, the scimitar, a unique weapon of Zhongnan, slashed on the iron armor and slashed sparks, but the cold forged bayonet stabbed it was a bloody hole, and there was a crazy roar on both sides, but it was the Vietnamese army that pressed all the Nanzhang troops into the city little by little.

At this time, Ruan Yuelian also reached the point of turning a blind eye to the world, for these people who hindered him from unifying the narrow plains east of Changshan, who were already regarded by him as barbarians, this old potato was deeply hated, and he was also holding a big knife high, he roared murderously: "Kill them all, leave no one alive!! ”

With his roar, another overwhelming sound of heavy artillery rang out suddenly, and with a bang, the towering spire of the giant mansion was torn apart by the fierce bombardment.

However, some small details, the general of the lord of Annam Nguyen did not notice at all, the Vietnamese army in the fight suddenly shot with a gun, but knocked twice, the old generation of flintlock pistols using flint devices did not fire at all, and shook it downward, a stream of sticky blood was thrown out of the barrel, looking at the muddy bolt, he scolded angrily, and the Vietnamese army pulled out the bayonet and put it in front of the gun, and rushed forward with a scream.

Like swords and spears, guns and cannons are consumables, and the more fierce the battle, the faster they will be consumed, and according to Annan's current smelting level, it is difficult to repair and repair, not to mention imitation, and there can only be one source of all weapons and equipment.

Da Ming!

At this time, Luo Yu was counting the silver in a hurry.

Bangkok City is now surnamed Mao, once again, the endless merchant ships are densely moored in this excellent harbor, but this year's introduction of silk tea clothing and daily necessities and other bulk is obviously a lot less, most of them are still imported building materials, such as steel bars, cement, nails or something, these are the business areas of the Liao Commercial Guild, so that the directors have a little whisper, but look at the three big orders sent back by Luo Yu, and soon the doubts in the board of directors disappeared.

All the legions of the Ming Dynasty are almost once every three years to change their equipment, and the old guns and old guns that have been eliminated are directly sealed as strategic reserves, and some of them are sold to overseas colonies in new condition, and the other part is worn out in the absence of a large-scale war, and the need for national mobilization is almost regarded as scrap iron, and the old flintlock pistol of the Ming Dynasty is only one hundred Wen, Luo Yu can sell it for ten taels, and the matching bayonet is also at another price, and the cannon is even more profitable. The retired guns eliminated by the navy and the army are only twenty taels of scrap iron money back, and Luo Yu, a small profiteer, can sell two thousand taels and one door, not to mention that importing these building materials is still repairing buildings for the company, who can say more.

And unconsciously, the tentacles of the United East India Company also penetrated deeper into the Indochina Peninsula, Siam mortgaged the treasury tax to the company, starting this year, it is the company that controls the operation of the Siamese treasury, when the time comes, who pays more taxes, who pays less taxes, and what you produce to pay taxes to me, these East India companies have the right to speak, and it is not impossible to completely control the economic lifeline of Siam, and the poor old orange peel Pabilo still does not know.

Siam this is not bad, on the other hand, because of the drive of the East India Company, almost suffered the crisis of destroying the country, the city of Champa is a complete betrayal, in order to win the favor of the Ming Dynasty, the king of Champa Xinshang with the support of the nobles simply dismissed the prime minister of the country Bai Gasol, and actually directly appointed Luo Yu as the minister of the state of the city, as for the mob that attacked the port of the East India Company a while ago, just one word! Even some large and small aristocrats did not make a mistake, and the severed head was like a ripe watermelon, hanging in the market, and in the fear of the people of Champa, the company had already semi-controlled the Champa state.

It is said that women hold grudges, and this is true, even if those large and small aristocrats in the city cry dad and call mother, begging grandpa to tell grandma and begging Miss Luo to take care of them again, Luo Yu didn't go, she is all devoted to the construction of Bangkok City, this end, with the progress of construction technology, the company's small building has been re-built with five floors unprecedentedly, and the Siamese people's houses along a few streets have also been demolished, all of which have been divided into Daming leased land, and the three-story shops and residences are spreading outward like spider webs.

On the outermost layer, a five-meter-high leased wall rises from the ground, and the little girl gritted her teeth and drew drawings there, while shouting angrily.

"Thicker bricks! If it is broken and rebuilt, it will be all silver!! ”

.........

The birth of the little genius Luo Yu brought the Southeast Asian crisis from March to July to an end, the economic crisis is still continuing, but it has nothing to do with the East India Company, this year's income may be affected a little, and it is estimated that it will be able to generate income next year, plus the company's talent is not mediocre, and Ruan Dabeard, who still hates Donglin Fushe, has become the executive chairman, and the company's crisis has basically come to an end.

Imperial Palace, Royal Suite, Mao Jue also began to hum a small tune to pack up his salutes and documents, and prepared to go home, this time he was secretly visiting Jiangnan, and it was not good to delay it for too long.

However, just when Emperor Mao was leisurely thinking about what to eat tonight, a knock on the door suddenly sounded, and the captive girl Serita, who had been accustomed to being the secretary of the empire, hurriedly walked in with a stack of documents and put them on the table briskly.

"Boss, approve quickly! There's something big going on today! ”

It's also so easy to speak, so that this girl is not afraid of herself, she glanced at her helplessly, Mao Jue put down her things and sat at the desk again, no wonder Serita is so excited today, what is placed on top is actually a wedding red invitation.

But this is a happy event for ordinary people, socializing, it is not so simple to be able to send the invitation to the emperor, especially that this invitation was sent for him by Lu Zhong, the leader of Jiangnan Jinyiwei!

Frowning, Mao Jue hurriedly opened the invitation, the post was naturally not given to him, looking at the two families who were married, an unbelievable look arose on his face, staring at the invitation for two or three minutes, Mao Jue finally put down the invitation in a dull manner, and rubbed his temples with his thumb with a headache.

"Boss, who's going to get married? When are we going to the wedding? ”

didn't have permission to flip through the documents, Celita didn't know it, and asked there stupidly, but Mao Jue simply rolled her eyes: "Attending the wedding?" Attending a funeral is pretty much the same! Tell the people below that you don't have to clean up, and the widow won't leave! ”

Standing up from the big chair, he looked solemnly at the bustling city of Hangzhou outside the window, and in Serita's confused surprised eyes, Mao Jue shook his head solemnly.

"Jiangnan, it's going to war!"

.........

The time difference in this era is still too much, although the train is 1,500 miles to rush the invitation, but when Mao Jue saw the invitation, the wedding had been held lively, early in the morning, the firecrackers crackled, but unlike the general folk marriage team, the sedan chair sang the song Jia Ran is different, the entire wedding procession is composed of luxuriously decorated and weird carriages, and even the drum band blowing the horn is tattooed on the carriage.

The second carriage was even more unusual, this carriage had no horses, but a strange big box at the front of the carriage fluttered and sprayed hot air outward, sitting in the open saddle, holding a round steering wheel, I don't know if the steam was smoked, or he was excited, and the groom's face was red with excitement.

With the lively march of the carriage drum band, it can be regarded as arriving at the bride's house, but it is not a residential compound, it is actually a city, Xiangyang City!

It was almost the same as the custom of later generations, and the silver for opening the door with a white flower was stuffed under the crack of the door, and after a while, in the creaking sound, the closed gate of Xiangyang City burst open.

No one noticed that the supreme leader of the Jiangnan Jinyi Guard, and the most cruel commander of the Jinyi Guard, made Lu Zhong hang like a big bat in the dense branches of the huge branches, watching the wedding car knock into the city gate, his triangular eyes actually showed a look of crying and laughing.

"Good boy!!

(End of chapter)