Dawei Pier, sub-time.

The night was thick and misty. The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and it was pitch black all around. Only the flickering lights of the lighted piers were the sound of the sea crashing against the waves along the shore in the distance, and a few sleepy Burmese soldiers folded their hands and stomped their feet. Autumn in southern Myanmar is frighteningly hot during the day, but biting chill at night.

Not far from the wharf, there were more than a dozen ships of different sizes moored, swaying with the undulations of the waves, the most conspicuous of which were three large sea ships, and there were faint cries and scolding voices from the sea boats.

The pilot cowered in a corner, tucked the small flag leading the boat under his armpit, apparently awakened by the cry, grunted a few words, and stood on the sampan held up by the stake with his trousers pulled up and peed.

At this time, a huge shadow of a ship appeared faintly on the sea in the distance, and the pilot was flustered, and his desire to urinate disappeared, and he carefully looked at the ship coming from Youge by the hazy starlight, and soon, the second warship and the third ......... shuttled in the dense fog

The roar of the pilots pierced through the fog and broke the calm of the docks, and then, soldiers sheltering from the cold in a few corners came out and saw the pilots with their belts pointing their fingers at the surface and shouting.

A large battleship was half-spun on the surface of the sea by six large warships, and the side of the hull was aimed at the dock, revealing the muzzle of Hessesen.

Thundered... Thundered...... The acrid smoke rose from the sea, and the unique roar of hundreds of Franc heavy guns tore through the night sky, and the cannonballs whistled in mid-air, slashed in a half-arc, smashed on the pier, and then exploded with a roar.

Before the garrison on the dock could recover, the second round of shelling began, and at the same time, dozens of small landing boats loaded with soldiers with knives and guns began to swim towards the shore. By the time the artillery fire had ceased to roar, the soldiers had landed on the dock to find that there was no enemy beyond the blackened bodies and flames that had been burned everywhere.

"Enter Dawei City!" A figure drew his sword and pointed in the direction of Dawei City not far away, slashing in front of the air.

After the figures in the darkness were numerous, a group of black shadows rushed lightly to the foot of Dawei City.

The east gate of Dawei City.

Dozens of Burmese men came in a hurry, and the Burmese soldiers guarding the city gate cheered up and set up their positions with their weapons.

"Who? Don't you know that no one is allowed to go out on the streets after midnight? Seeing that the other party was not coming with good intentions, the city gate official forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and asked in Burmese.

"Shoot!" The men in front paused dozens of zhang away, raised the hand crossbow hidden in the clothes, and then the men behind the uproar raised the steel crossbows that had already been mounted with feather arrows, with a slight sound of the machine, dozens of feather arrows broke through the air, and the Burmese soldiers guarding the city gate immediately fell seven or eight, and a few Burmese soldiers who only penetrated their limbs and arms covered the plasma that shot out and roared in horror.

Although the Burmese soldiers were twice as large as the other side, they had always neglected to train, let alone experienced the scene of battle, and after a few crossbow arrows, they each fled and called for help.

"Go, open the city gate, and welcome Commander Liu into the city." Some of the men gave an order, and they disguised themselves as merchants and infiltrated the clay tiles during the day, and their task was to persuade the sailors outside the city to seize the city gates for them.

The heavy city gate was opened with a bang, and the figures who had long been hiding outside the base of the wall swarmed in.

"The brother who brought the torch lit the torch with a fire fold, and burned it for me when he saw something, Zhao Qianhu, you take the men and horses of your headquarters to the Burmese military camp in the east of the city, Li Qianhu, you take the men and horses of your headquarters to capture the prison and release all the prisoners in the prison. The rest of the people come with me. Liu Er ordered with a gloomy face.

The crowd gathered at the city gate split into groups and disappeared into the night.

That night, Dawei City was on fire, and the roar resounded through the world, this big city with a population of nearly 100,000 ushered in a sudden catastrophe, and the chaos lasted for a whole day, although the pirates retreated like a tide before dawn, but the Dawei City, which was protected by the Burmese soldiers and was surrounded by tongues of fire, was still full of evil, hundreds of released prisoners were frantically looting in the city, everyone wanted to flee for their lives, no one thought about fighting the fire, a day later, The entire city, with the exception of the blackened rammed earth walls, had been reduced to tiles.

As a result, a large number of panicked Burmese people left their homes and took refuge in various places to make a living, and Zhu Jun's village naturally became the first choice for refugees, and nearly 10,000 people came to vote in one day.

Zhu Jun asked Mu Tianbo to try to resettle these Burmese, but warned Mu Tianbo that all Burmese were not allowed to engage in technical jobs such as iron smelting and weapon forging, and could only be used as laborers, and the wages did not need to be too high, as long as they maintained food and clothing.

Zhu Jun has taken this into consideration, he is not without the mind to accommodate all rivers, let alone the tendency of racial discrimination, but the development of modern civilization must rely on the primitive accumulation of capital by exploitation, for example, during the British industrial period, the use of violent means to expel peasants into the city, working for more than ten hours a day, living in slums made of rags, and eating is only to maintain food and clothing. After the independence of the United States, the black slaves were traded to cultivate food for them, so that except for a small number of white farmers, most of the white people were freed from agricultural production, and there were sweatshops in China in the previous life, without exception.

In this case, the question that Zhu Jun has to face is the question of squeezing the Han people or squeezing the alien race, this does not need to be thought, Zhu Jun is not the so-called philanthropic person, of course he chose the latter.

As the population grew like crazy, rows of improvised thatched huts were erected on the edge of the village's concrete walls, the refugees' new homes. In the valley behind the village, near the barracks, a large number of masons began to build cement houses, which were the new homes of 820 Jiangnan orphans, and from then on, these boys between the ages of 89 and 14 would live here for three years.

The orphans were huddled together in ragged places, listening to the sound of trumpets from the military camp in the distance, and their yellow-skinned faces were full of confusion.

They had witnessed the massacre after the Manchu Dynasty broke the city, and even saw the arrogant soldiers of the Eight Banners carrying sabers during the enclosure of the land to cut the original owner of the land in half, they were pulled to the base of the city wall one by one and cut off their long hair with sharp razors, and more people were planted in the streets because of starvation.

They survived, and now they will face a new life, in which they will become polite diplomats, brave and cunning generals, and calm local governors.

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Q&A Readers' Questions:

1: People who can't read traditional Chinese are the same as illiterate people who can't write simplified Chinese!

Answer: This reader obviously didn't read that chapter carefully, and what was written in the book was not written in traditional Chinese, but the articles in the newspaper and periodicals used the Chinese language, which belongs to the classical Chinese, and there are a lot of them, and few people can understand them.

2: I was really disappointed that after the protagonist developed, it seemed that he forgot that Li Dingguo was blocking Wu Sangui for the protagonist, even if no one went to support Li Dingguo, he should also support some food. Weapons. Supplies such as medicinal herbs were used to bring supplies to the warriors in front of them and to tell them that the emperor had not abandoned them and fled, giving them hope to resist.

Answer: Now it is impossible for the protagonist to have contact with Li Dingguo, because the king of Burma, including the younger brother of the king of Burma, Wang Mangbai, is very afraid that Yongli will collude with Li Dingguo to seize the country of Burma.