It was almost the same as not saying it, Zhu Yongxing lowered his eyelids, paused, and asked again: "Regarding the fact that the Burmese sect wants to open a '**', is it true or false?" Why didn't you hear the patriarch talk about it? ”

"I've heard about that." Mengzhu frowned, and her face showed annoyance, "The Burmese Tusi and the Barbarian Tuguan colluded with the Barbarian Tuguan, scattered and separated from our clan, and have always been bullied and exploited. It seems that this was the case a few years ago, but somehow it has not been implemented. Now Dawu mentioned it again, thinking that something had changed. ”

Could it be that the Daoming army was defeated, and he was no longer worried about the Mengshan Ke people getting Austrian aid? Zhu Yongxing guessed, but then shook his head again, the reason is no longer important, the important thing is the solution. Buried his head again on the water-soaked and crumpled tourist map, Zhu Yongxing fell into a long thought.

It is easy to lead the Mengshan Gram people out of Burma, and from the analysis of historical events at that time, the combat power of the Burmese people is limited, and it can even be said that it is low. I think that because there has been no war for decades, hundreds of thousands of troops can't even resist thousands of broken Ming troops when they fight head-to-head, and they still need the edict of Yongli to retreat. But it's not so easy to find a place to live!

"Are your people willing to leave their homes and wander in search of a place to live?" Zhu Yongxing looked up and asked Mengzhu with some uncertainty, "If you want to fight and bleed, you want to break through the passes, I don't know how many deaths and injuries you will have on the way!" ”

"If you listen to the jackals, it's better to leave the pen open." Mengzhu's eyes became resolute, and she said in a crisp voice: "Since you can no longer endure the shame and humiliation, what is the point of fighting and bloodshed?" Although the trek is difficult, our clan also has the courage and bloodiness of 'the dragon is not afraid of the depth of the water, and the tiger is not afraid of the high mountain'. It's ridiculous that the Burmese people, after decades of forbearance, have treated our people as pigs and sheep that can be slaughtered. ”

Zhu Yongxing's eyes flashed with admiration, the Mengshan Gram people are not afraid of long distances and difficult treks, so why should they worry about others. After pondering for a long time, he asked, "How many warriors are there in your clan, and can you be sure of fighting?" ”

Mengzhu pursed her lips and smiled, and said proudly: "There are always thousands of male and female warriors. Your Highness doesn't know that the women of my Mengshan Ke tribe can not only sing and dance, but also go into the mountains to hunt and go into the water to fish, but they are different from the women of the Han family. ”

If you exercise more, your body will improve. Zhu Yongxing believed Mengzhu's words, the harsh environment created a strong physique, and those Miao girls did look healthy and agile, even if they were not as good as male warriors, they were not too cumbersome.

Zhu Yongxing had no doubts for the time being, his thinking was broadened, and he pondered for a long time, and had a bold idea in his heart. Although he almost overturned all his original plans, it was still a road to success.

Of course, this does not mean that Zhu Yongxing is extremely smart and has a solution so quickly, but a practice of a new path after accumulation. In fact, this also contains the idea of the servant street novel he wrote, to make up for the inside and compete for the world. Zhu Yongxing confirms that this is a highlight of the novel, and it is also a new step with practical significance.

"Let's go, go see the Great Witch." Zhu Yongxing stood up with a firm expression, and his confidence returned to him.

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When I came to Dawu's lonely bamboo building again, I saw that the lights were not extinguished, but Dawu was no longer alone in the bamboo building. Patriarch Siwei and several old men, as well as a young woman, all had solemn faces.

"Sister Yang." Mengzhu screamed happily, and ran to the young woman, who seemed to be very fond of Mengzhu, pulled her to sit down, and whispered in a low voice, looking affectionate.

Siwei stood up and introduced Zhu Yongxing, all of whom were the owners of the village. The Burmese were afraid that the Mengshan Khat would gather together and be difficult to govern, so they divided and ruled. Although each village is close or far, the centripetal force of the Mengshan Ke people is very strong, and each village has a connection, and they are all based on Siwei.

To Zhu Yongxing's surprise, the young woman named Yang was also the owner of a village, so he couldn't help but take a closer look.

Yang is about twenty years old, of medium stature, with a peach-round face, eyes like shining black jade, and a mouth that seems to be a little big, but not ugly. Her tanned dark red skin and rough and well-proportioned hands and feet reveal her robustness. The sharp lines of the lips and the tattoo on the left side of the face add to the brutality.

"Your Highness came late at night, thinking that there is a good plan to help our clan get out of trouble." Siwei's eyes shone with hope, but they also showed shrewdness.

Zhu Yongxing nodded lightly and said, "It's easy to get out of Myanmar, but it's hard to find a place to live." I thought of a place that was far away and needed to be captured-" After a pause, seeing that everyone was listening carefully, Zhu Yongxing said his thoughts.

Annam was in the second period of the Northern and Southern Dynasties at this time, but the actual situation was even more complicated than that of the Northern and Southern Dynasties. After the Li Dynasty defeated the Mo Dynasty, the two generals of the Li Dynasty, Ruan Gan and Zheng Song, fought for power. The Zheng clan took Shenglong as the center and held the imperial court into self-respect; The Nguyen clan went south to Hue, developed a separatist power, and confronted the Truong clan; The remnants of Mohs are entrenched in Gaoping in the north, which is quite similar to the pattern of the struggle of a small three kingdoms.

Thus, from 1630 to 1672, the two sides fought seven large-scale wars, ranging from one year to eight years, with both sides winning and losing, and also exhausted by the continuous war. And Zhu Yongxing wanted to take advantage of this, not only to find a place for the Mengshan Gram people in Gaoping, but also to use this base to enter Guangxi in the future, fight against the Qing army, and seize an outlet to the sea.

Of course, this idea of fishing in troubled waters is a bit fanciful, and it is even too illusory and distant for the Mengshan Gram people who are not familiar with foreign affairs.

Ah Zhu acted as a translator, relaying Zhu Yongxing's words to the past. The room suddenly fell silent, some people frowned, some squinted their eyes, and some people showed suspicion, although they didn't say anything, but obviously what Zhu Yongxing said was beyond their expectations.

"It's not Yunnan Province, it's Annam?" After a long time, Siwei smiled bitterly, obviously suspicious.

"Your Highness." The Great Witch sat in the shadows, unable to see his face and expression clearly, only a faint voice came out, "Can you elaborate on it and solve our doubts." ”

"Absolutely." Zhu Yongxing said in a deep voice: "Annan is in chaos, the Mo clan is entrenched in Gaoping, the Zheng clan and the Ruan clan are fighting in a tug of war, and the Ruan clan is fighting with Champa endlessly. In this way, you can fish in mixed waters, and take Gao Ping as a place to live. The land of Yunnan Province belongs to all, and the Ming army and the Qing army have not been decided, and it is very difficult to survive, not to mention that it is a clan. ”