The sun is shining in the sky, and in the bamboo city across the river from Ava City, Myanmar, Yongli's face is full of melancholy, and beside him are Mu Tianbo and other nobles.

The wheel of history has deviated from its original track under the impetus of Zhu Yongxing. The Ming army did not repeatedly march to the Savior of Burma, creating a situation in which the two sides fought each other and resentment was difficult to solve; The war situation in the Ming and Qing dynasties has changed again, and the Ming army has occupied most of Yunnan Province, and it has not shown a trend of decadence and hard to revive; Without the pressure and bluff of the Qing army, there was no fierce conflict between how to deal with Yongli and the small court in Myanmar, and there was no palace coup, and Myanmar was still reckless.

Because of this, Yongli and the small court are in a much better position in Myanmar than they are in history. Burma was still unable to achieve the final result of the Qing Dynasty struggle, and because it was afraid of the Ming army in Yunnan Province, it was in a wait-and-see state, and did not completely offend the exile regime of the Southern Ming. However, it still blocked the contact between Yongli and the small imperial court, and prevented it from communicating with the Ming army in Yunnan Province.

Today, the Burmese authorities sent someone to deliver a batch of newly harvested rice, which was supposed to be a happy thing, but there was an accident. After the personnel were confused, Yongli and the others found out that the prince had been bitten by some poisonous insect somehow.

At first, even the prince didn't pay much attention to it, but said that a black spider suddenly appeared in the grass hut and bit his arm. But after a short time, the prince felt a burning heat spread throughout his body, and the wound began to become red and swollen.

The only remaining imperial physician in the small court applied herbs to the prince, but he could not stop the spread of redness and swelling around the wound, and yellow water began to flow from the center of the wound. The imperial physician gave the prince another medicine to clear away heat and detoxify, but the prince snorted loudly, saying that there was fire burning in his mouth and nostrils.

After drinking a pot of water, the prince's condition did not improve in the slightest, and he began to tremble all over, and his teeth chattered as if he had been iced. His mouth was wide open, his chest rose and fell violently, and then his whole body spasmed and convulsed.

"Son, my son!" The queen cried sadly, but the imperial doctor was helpless.

The prince passed out in a coma, moaning incessantly in his coma. Occasionally, he called his mother.

"I don't know what kind of poisonous insect it is, but the natives of Myanmar should know it." Mu Tianbo, who was waiting hard outside the grass house, suddenly stood up, frowned and said, "The minister went to the Burmese officials and asked him to quickly find a Burmese doctor to treat His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Yongli looked at this loyal courtier, was grateful in his heart, and said, "There is Lao Aiqing." Tell the Burmese people that if they can heal the prince, I will be rewarded. ”

Mu Tianbo smiled bitterly and took the order. Originally, he was extremely reluctant to deal with Burmese officials. Because the king of Burma had sent someone to invite him to cross the river to participate in the Burmese New Year's Festival. But when he arrived, the Burmese monarchs and ministers did not allow him to wear Ming Dynasty clothes, and forced him to change into national clothes and go to the palace in front of the Golden Palace of the Burmese king with a courtesy with the envoys of the small Burmese states.

According to the practice of the Ming Dynasty for more than 200 years, the Mu clan of the Qianguo Gong, who guarded Yunnan, governed the Tusi of Yunnan on behalf of the Ming Empire and handled the affairs of the surrounding vassal countries, and the system was very noble. At this time, he turned upside down, and wanted to pay tribute to the king of Burma barefoot and wearing foreign national costumes, and the distress in his heart can be imagined. For the emperor's safety, Mu Tianbo endured humiliation. But Yang Zai, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, and Ren Guoxi, a pedestrian, also impeached Mu Tianbo for losing his body and humiliating the country, I really don't know what to do.

But now. For the sake of the prince's poisonous injury, Mu Tianbo had to deign again and negotiate with the Burmese officials, or ask the Burmese side to send a doctor to diagnose and treat him.

By dusk, purple spots had appeared all over the prince's body. His neck was stiff and his hands were hot like coals, and the doctor sent by the Burmese side was delayed under the guidance of an official.

It was a doctor, but rather a sorcerer, turning a blind eye to the purple lump that the prince had begun to erode and bleed black blood. Jumping around the bed, rattling bells, and chanting mantras.

The prince who was in a coma suddenly woke up, and his mouth kept calling, but no one knew what he was talking about. He stared widely, but he didn't recognize his mother next to him, and there was a look of fear in his eyes, as if he saw some monster attacking him.

Doctor, oh, the wizard finally began to use the medicine, took out an unknown fruit, crushed it, poured the fishy juice into a bowl, mixed it with water and poured it into the prince's mouth.

The prince suddenly began to have tonic spasms, and his whole body trembled violently, like dead leaves in the wind. His eyes widened suddenly, and he sat up with his hands stretched out as if to greet something, and then fell sideways suddenly......

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Shuixi, gather in the village.

The once peaceful and peaceful stockade is now a cloud of ashes, littered with slain and charred corpses. In the pine forest above the well, the corpses of the women were stripped to the ground, and they had been ravaged to death by an unknown number of beasts. A baby was nailed to a tree with a short knife, and a long-haired old Abba was hanged from a tall tree with dozens of feathered arrows stuck in his body......

Hundreds of soldiers of the Shuixi Army who gathered in the local area are also looking for their relatives in Dazhai. Once found, they beat their chests and feet, punched trees, and cut rocks with knives.

Mu Hao's real name in the collection department is Mid Amer, but according to the custom of Shuixi, the head of the department is named after the name of the department, so he is still called the collection.

Guiji Village, which is fifteen miles below Azatun, was raided and fallen by the Qing army yesterday. The reason for this is that the cruelty of the war and the cruelty of the Eight Banners are underestimated, and the fortified walls are done carelessly. In addition, the Guizong Department, which was responsible for the defense and early warning of the northwest, was defeated in a battle, and even the beacon smoke alarm was not issued.

"Bastard, it's all your fault." Mu Hao Guiji tied up his dead wife's dress, hugged his wife's corpse and cried and screamed for a while, suddenly saw Mu Hao Guizong, and immediately pounced on him like a mad tiger, tearing and beating, "Why don't you block the tartars, why don't you set off fireworks?" Bastard, you traitor, I'm going to kill you......"

Gui Zong was originally an incompetent person who was empty of wine, and he was already scared enough by the impact of the Qing army, and now this tragic scene made him even more frightened. gathered up to tear and scold, he felt that he was poor in words, how dare he fight back, just crying and running around.

There are many droughts and many people. Shuixi is such a situation, the forty-eight divisions seem to have many troops, but they are triumphant when they win. When they lose, they complain to each other. Moreover, when cooperating with the operation, the various departments often use it for their own purposes, and there are often unexpected omissions.

Because of this, Shen Chenquan suggested that An Kun transfer soldiers from various departments to form a new army to get rid of the control of the leaders of each department. And An Kun agreed to this suggestion. There are two considerations, in order to meet the needs of internal and external troubles.

Internally, as his cousin Gen Tho Cha Cha Cha Ga's power grows, An Kun must be worried, and he will also have to deal with the two-hearted Mu Hao internally; Externally, when the Qing army invaded Shuixi, it was natural that the whole Shuixi mobilized to compete with it, but as Tho Mu, he personally controlled a new force with good morality and ability. Undoubtedly, it is beneficial and harmless.

Each of the 48 divisions drew 200 men, and at present only 40 were in obedience, forming an army of 8,000 men, known as the Xuanfu Army. In addition to the Ming army, the officers were the guards of the original Xuanfu Mansion.

The Xuanwei Mansion Guards were originally an elite army of 500 people, half of whom were children and slaves of the Tho Mu family, and the other half were children selected by the remaining 47 departments. Throughout the ages, Tho Mu regarded the guards as a school to train the children of the nobles of various tribes. Many of the sons and daughters of the guards served for three to five years and returned to the headquarters, and generally became generals who led the troops. even became Mu Hao in the previous one.

And those who are slaves, they can serve in the guard for a long time. You can also retire to do other things, but you will never become a general with troops. However, this did not prevent the slaves from possessing the same high martial arts and intellect as the children of the nobles, and some of them even possessed extraordinary courage.

On the issue of choosing generals, An Kun accepted the advice of his uncle An Ruding and his wife Lu Tianxiang, and did not send the children of nobles to serve as them. Instead, they chose those guards with low status, but they chose to promote since childhood.

Although the Qing army in Guizhou was transferred back and forth because of Wu Sangui's fake letters, it was chaotic for a while. But the new force was still in its short forming, and now it had to face its first fierce battle.

It was nearly dusk. The Qing army, which had committed the massacre, halted its advance and camped in a small Yi village to rest.

This Yi village is surrounded by a series of small stone peaks, the walls are dotted with green, delicate and lovely. Every household in the Yi village has opened its door, and most of the furniture and belongings in the house have been removed, and there is no trace of people.

At the end of the day, the Qing army was subjected to numerous harassment attacks, mines, crossbows, muskets, and stones, and was tortured in the elusive karst mountains. In such complex terrain, even if the enemy is spotted at a very close distance, it is almost impossible to catch up and even fight back.

The Qing general Adaha Hafan Shabu can climb high and look over, here is a wide lawn, a clear stream of silver lines crawling on the green, mottled everywhere with yellow, blue, white and red flowers. A touch of sunset shining down from the clouds shone on the pear orchard with flowers next to the village, showing a kind of rouge color.

The scenery was good, but Shabuke had no intention of appreciating it, and he regretted it and worried a little. What he regretted was that after slaughtering a stockade, he was confused by the illusion of the vulnerability of the Shuixi soldiers, and did not retreat quickly, but continued to go deeper under the impulse of killing and looting. And the ensuing battle, or harassing attacks, made him feel worried, and he had learned this annoying tactic in Yunnan Province.

But now it is regretting or worrying, but at night you can't travel in areas with difficult terrain. Shabuke could only lead more than 1,000 men and horses to survive the night, and then continue to retreat after dawn. I don't know where the people of Lu Dao Jinhui are, it should not be far away, right? Shabuke looked out for a long time before returning to the stockade, and out of caution, he made a relatively detailed arrangement.

The enemy is in the dead! Chen Xiangpeng was on a mountain peak a few miles away from the village, and in the hazy night, he saw the Qing soldiers entering the Yi village, revealing a sneer.

"Immediately send a message to all directions, gather the men and horses of the nearby tribes, and assemble here." Chen Xiangpeng put away the binoculars under the envious gaze of the Yi generals and said loudly.

Na Mu Kui nodded, and repeated the command loudly. They don't have many people, only more than 2,000, and it is obvious that they can't get rid of the more than 1,000 Qing soldiers in the stockade. Zhao Fu led more than 2,000 other army troops to contain and harass the Qing army on the other road, but could not arrive in time. The main force of the government army led by Pi Xiong is defending in Azatun, less than twenty miles away, if you come quickly, plus the surrounding native soldiers, there is still hope for the Qing army to be annihilated.

When the moon is black, the sky is dark, and the visibility is extremely poor. After the Qing army had eaten dinner, after a day of marching and small battles, they were already sleepy and lay down to rest. Many Qing soldiers had just fallen asleep, and the surrounding mountains suddenly lit up with lampballs and torches, horns sounded one after another, bells rang chaotically, and the sound of killing was endless.

Shabu can rob the camp for the Shuixi army, hurriedly draped neatly, and lead the army to prepare for battle. But after a while, the gongs, drums and trumpets ceased to sound, and all the torches were extinguished, but the Shuixi army did not call. The Qing army was on guard for a moment before going back to rest. As soon as they fell asleep, the drums and trumpets sounded in unison, and the shouts of killing broke out. The Qing army stood up again and waited for the movement to disappear, but still no one came to attack.

Just like that, the water soldiers also attacked in four directions with a small team, so that the soldiers could not distinguish the true from the false, and the night passed in horror and deception, and almost never sleeped.

The night sky began to glow slightly, and the tiny clouds gradually became clear in the gray night sky, and the general attack of the Shuixi Army began at this time.

There were no high-level tactics such as interspersed detours, and the gathered more than 8,000 Shuixi men and horses attacked the small village from all directions. If you want to talk about tactics, it is the tactics of crowds, using the absolute superiority of numbers to crush the Eight Banners in this depression.

The sound of killing inside and outside the village shook the sky. The Shuixi Army slaughtered from all directions like a tide, and with the fire of arrows, they knocked down the improvised obstacles set up by the Qing army, leaving corpses all the way. Sha Buke brandished a broadsword and rode a war horse to supervise the battle, but there were too many enemies, and the west of the stockade was broken through first, and Chen Xiangpeng and Mu Kui Nazi led the government army to rush into the stockade; The north side of the stockade was breached, and the local soldiers of the collection department were red-eyed, and they only had the thought of revenge in their hearts, and they forgot to die to fight with the Qing soldiers.

If it was on flat ground, the Manchurian Eight Banners would be enough to defeat the enemy several times, if not tenfold, more. But in this depression, the battle in the stockade is difficult to play to its strengths. There are groups of native soldiers everywhere, arrows, javelins flying indiscriminately, swords and guns at the same time, flesh and blood flying, although the Qing army is highly skilled, but it is outnumbered, and it is constantly separated in the melee, and the soldiers are getting fewer and fewer.

Shabuke wielded a big sword, unstoppable, and killed the right and the east, but the control of the army was gradually lost, and the personal soldiers around him continued to fall off their horses, and were cut into meat sauce by the swarming native soldiers. Seeing that there were Shuixi native soldiers everywhere, the battle situation was irretrievable, and Sha Buke had no choice but to rush to break through under the protection of his own soldiers.

The helmet was knocked off, the armor was cut open, the blood kept flowing out, and the horse fell twice, and Shabuke once again replaced the horse of a personal soldier, hoarse, like a hungry wolf, slashing wildly, forcing the Shuixi soldiers who stood in the way to retreat, and those who could not escape died one by one under his sword.

Finally out of the encirclement, Shabuke only had five or six personal soldiers left around him, panicked, and rushed east into the mountains. The rising sun dazzled his eyes, and he could faintly see a flat river ahead, and Shabu Ke was running more quickly.

How do you know that although this terrain is flat, there is a deep stream cut horizontally in the middle, the width is only more than ten zhang, the depth is dozens of zhang, even if it is daytime, it is difficult to see this deep stream a little farther away, the terrain of Guizhou karst mountain area is like this, danger is repeated. How could Shabu understand what was going on? Five or six of his own soldiers, under his leadership, galloped like flying, and when they got closer, it was too late to retreat, and even men and horses poured down the deep stream, leaving only faintly echoing exclamations and neighing horses. (To be continued......)