At night, the stars were shining brightly, and the darkness was wrapped in damp night air, and the surrounding jungle closed in, and the people around them were almost asleep, and they fell asleep. How bizarre it would be if their dreams could manifest.

The silence of the night, the twinkling of the stars, and the brightness of the moon are the time to take a moment of thought. Zhu Yongxing put his hands behind his head and looked up at the sky, the crystal stars twinkling in the vast gray sky, like the tearful eyes of his hometown relatives, the owls in the jungle howled, and the night birds flapped their soft wings and swept over the trees. His thoughts flew far away, and his heart was filled with sorrow: What are my parents and friends doing? Where do they know about their adventures and their thoughts? And their sorrow cannot be comforted by themselves.

“…… Father, I must cherish the love of heaven and earth, and the eternal and unchanging thing is only your kindness; Mother, compassion, I must cherish it, I feel the most believed, and the most positive feeling is the believe, and the most positive feeling is the ......."

Before the crossing, he just leisurely enjoyed a song that was repeatedly hummed in Zhu Yongxing's ear at this time, bringing a different feeling, venting the emotions hidden in his heart, and unconsciously, he burst into tears.

The wind was blowing, and the trees around them rustled as if they were frightened. The sound of the waves is surging, like an elegy. Zhu Yongxing wiped away his tears, this is God's arrangement, and now his performance is by no means the feelings that he should have if he is going to fight hard and fight bravely.

I will fight for Shenzhou to save myself from land sinking, I will fight for the hundred-year well-being of thousands of people in China, the gods of the sky are watching me above, and I will be the savior who saves people from suffering! The dark blue constellations were already tilted, Zhu Yongxing pulled up his clothes and fell asleep, only to feel the thatch trembling loudly in the night wind. In an endless reverie, he gradually fell asleep.

In the chaotic dream, Zhu Yongxing dreamed of his parents and friends, warm and sweet, until he faintly heard the cry of "Your Highness, Your Highness". When he woke up, Zhu Yongxing saw Mengzhu squatting in front of him.

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In the distance, a flock of birds of all colors screamed in terror, hula and flew into the air in the fog that had not dispersed before dawn, and did not set over the jungle for a long time.

Dozens of iron riders took the lead, appeared at the end of the road, and galloped to the rhythm of Zhu Yongxing's heartbeat. The sound of hooves rises and falls, and after a short pause at the bottom of the slope, they gallop forward. Zhu Yongxing saw through the gap in the grass that a Burmese soldier was looking up the slope just now, pointing and pointing. The Mengshan Ke people are good at hunting, and they are also good at hiding in the mountains and forests.

It's really paralyzing and underestimating the enemy. This is related to the sudden attack of the Mengshan Ke people, who seem to be overwhelmed and hastily attacked. Moreover, during the attack on Manmotufu, the slogan shouted by the Mengshan Ke tribe was "Kill back to Mengyang's hometown and re-establish the autonomy of Tufu". All these misleads have given the Burmese people the wrong judgment that the rebellion of the Mengshan Khat was a temporary intention, that the planning may not be thorough, and that the strategic direction is also the Mengyang area west of Manmo.

The Burmese guards are naturally more elite than the local security forces in Manmotufu, and the elite must also be proud, watching the Burmese army brigade passing by the road down the slope, Zhu Yongxing couldn't help but sneer.

There were about 2,000 horses and dozens of carts carrying heavy loads, and around this trail, there were nearly 3,000 fierce Shan Ke people in ambush. On the other side of the road, there are nearly 10,000 Mengshan Kers who are preparing to enter Yunnan from Burma, and they will also desperately go up at critical times.

The sound of birds from afar and near, seems to echo the messenger. Sure enough, as soon as the Burmese brigade passed, the female village owner appeared. Then, countless figures appeared in the woods and grass, running towards the road. The call was indeed a signal of contact, indicating that the Burmese soldiers were exhausted and ready to move.

On the slopes on both sides of the horses and behind the horses, the fierce Shan Khat people lined up to prepare for battle, and soon blocked the not wide road, cutting off the retreat of the Burmese soldiers.

"Your Highness's golden body, there must be no damage, please watch the battle here." Yang seemed very confident, and politely arranged Zhu Yongxing on the hillside behind the formation.

You don't need me to command, and you don't need me to go into battle to kill the enemy! Zhu Yongxing experienced the battle formation for the first time, and he was very self-aware, nodded with a smile and agreed, and stopped and watched with Mengzhu and a dozen guards on the slope.

The fog was like torn cotton wool drifting away in the morning breeze, and the eastern sky revealed a golden-red light, growing larger and brighter. The sound of majestic war drums suddenly pierced the silence of the mountain forest, and the shouts of killing sounded from far and near, one after another on the narrow mountain road.

began, the cold weapon war that he was going to witness for the first time, Zhu Yongxing pursed his mouth, clenched his fists, and looked intently ahead, waiting for the figure of the defeated Burmese soldiers to return.

The ambush was sudden and violent, and as soon as the scout cavalry in front gave an alarm, countless figures appeared on the slopes on both sides of the road as the war drums sounded. Crossbow arrows and pike darts were fired at the Burmese soldiers in an instant.

The Burmese general was leading a group of his own soldiers to walk leisurely in the middle of the queue, and it was not a difficult task for him to exterminate the Mengshan Khats, at least he thought so. Not to mention military merits, the women of the Mengshan Ke tribe can sing and dance well, which is really good, and it is a good thing to accept a few beautiful ones as kabuki. And the sudden attack shattered his wonderful illusions at once, and the Burmese general, who had no experience in a hundred battles, was stunned.

"Ahh In the midst of the screams, a black crossbow arrow was added to the face of a pro-soldier, and blood splattered onto the Burmese general's body.

"Ahh There was another wail, and the thrown pike pierced the thigh of one of his own soldiers, and plunged into the flesh of the horse. The war horse neighed, and suddenly spread its hooves and trampled the Burmese soldiers and rushed away.

The screams, the neighing of the horses, the chaos. The fierce and sudden attack threw the Burmese soldiers, who lacked combat experience, into chaos, and the serpentine on the narrow mountain road made it even more difficult for them to gather for a counterattack.

Forward or backward, defensive or counter-offensive? On the battlefield where blood was splashed and screams and killings were screaming, the Burmese general only felt chaos in his mind, and was surrounded by dozens of personal soldiers and fled backwards. The horses were crushed and trampled, and many Burmese soldiers tumbled to the ground, moaning and wailing.

The so-called elite is nothing more than relatively, or embodied in weapons and equipment. And the most important combat experience and will to fight are precisely what the Burmese soldiers and Burmese generals lack. Otherwise, more than 100,000 Burmese soldiers with war elephants would not have been killed by thousands of broken Ming troops and fled in disarray, and were beaten by the Ming army to the foot of its capital Ava.