The Han culture is spreading strongly in Southeast Asia

Chapter 146 What Nanyang Huo Qubing!

Chapter 146 What Nanyang Huo Qubing! (Leans back again)
At the Three Bodhisattvas Fort position, General Suki stared at the young Chinese officer in amazement.

Although Wang Wuchu was a little scared, the arrogance in his bones did not diminish much because of his fear.

"General Su Ji, Duke Ren De orders you to lay down your weapons now, open the camp gates and surrender. This way you still have a chance of survival. Otherwise, once the heavenly troops arrive, everyone will be wiped out!"

The Mon people belong to the Austroasiatic language family, which is quite different from Siamese, which belongs to the Zhuang-Dong language family. Fortunately, General Suki and other Mon high-ranking officials all understand Siamese.

Being able to speak Burmese and Siamese is standard among Southeast Asian aristocrats. For example, when Taksin was young, he specifically learned Burmese.

"Boy, you only have a few thousand of us and want more than ten thousand of me to surrender?" General Suki's son Deleng almost thought he had heard it wrong.

But at this time, Wang Wuchu had calmed down. He curled his lips and looked at General Su Ji.

"The Crown Prince of Cambodia, the Siamese Prince Consort, Phraya Andai, and the Hongmen Kunlun Mountain Hall's Rende Mogong asked me to ask General Suki, do you really think you have more than 10,000 people?"

General Suki's face turned dark, and his son Deleng was stunned, then broke out in a cold sweat.

Yes, there were only 4,000 of them, and the remaining 10,000 or so were the "Imperial Army" composed of Siamese.

At this moment, what choice will these Siamese people make? Even Pylori can guess. If they are attacked from both inside and outside, they will be finished.

General Suki was an old hand after all, and was more patient than his son. He knew that this kind of thing could not be discussed with a junior officer, and an idea suddenly came to him.

"You want me to surrender with just one sentence? Isn't that a bit too insulting? How can I know your sincerity?
If your Khmer prince is willing to come to the military camp, I will surrender immediately."

What can we say about the Meng people? They are actually not indigenous to Southeast Asia. They moved south from Longyou, northern Sichuan or northern Yunnan during the transition period between the Xia and Shang dynasties.

So although the language is Austroasiatic, the ethnicity is East Asian.

After arriving in Southeast Asia, the Mon people split into two groups. One group went to Myanmar and became the Mon people, and the other group went south along the Mekong River and became the Khmer people of present-day Cambodia.

Therefore, General Suki and other Mon people still have some special feelings for the title of Khmer King.

After General Su Ji finished speaking, it was Wang Wuchu's turn to be stunned, but he had to pass on the message, so he hurriedly left the Meng army camp.

. . . .

Mo Zibu took a deep breath. Although he felt that it was a bit outrageous, he really couldn't resist the temptation.

Because he clearly felt that General Suki was just one step away from making the decision to surrender.

"Chun, Changwu, Guangzu, select twenty men who can ride horses and follow me to brave this dangerous place!"

After hearing this, Pei Shichun immediately went down to make arrangements, while Pei Changwu and Chen Guangzu looked at Mo Zibu with sweat dripping down their cheeks.

It’s not that they are afraid, but they are worried about Mo Zibu.

Kun Apayebudi rushed over and looked at Mo Zibu worriedly.

"Suki is just a trapped beast. Why should Phaya take the risk? Even if he really wants to go, he must take my five hundred musketeers with him."

It was normal for Kun Aphayebudi not to understand, because he just wanted to be a general.

But Mo Zibu wants to be king in the future, and he needs any reputation with a fantasy color, such as the Huo Qubing-like feat in front of him.

At the same time, the Danasarin area of the Mon people bordered Mozibu's fiefdom. If the Mon people were won over, it would be much easier to deal with the White Elephant King in the future.

General Suki was born into the Mon royal family. His fourth-generation ancestor was the grandson of the king of the Mon Dynasty of the Later Pegu Dynasty. He enjoyed great prestige among the Mon people and could even be said to be almost equivalent to a king.

"No need. Even if we go to the Meng camp, having 500 more people will be useless. Instead, we will be looked down upon."

Mo Zibu rejected Kun A Pai Ye Bo's request, and began to organize his arguments to persuade Su Ji in his mind.

. . . .

"Tatt, tatt, tatt!" The sound of horse hooves rang out as Mo Zibu, leading twenty-five guards and waving a white sun flag with a red border, charged directly towards the Meng army's camp at the Three Bodhisattvas.

When they arrived at the camp gate, the Meng people were extremely panicked and didn't even open the door. Pei Shichun rode his horse forward, rolled over to the ground, and then roared loudly.

"Now that the path has been drawn, why don't you even dare to open the door?"

Mist grass!

General Suki was shocked. You really came!

He quickly asked his son De Leng to take people out to stabilize the situation. If someone with ill intentions or too nervous fired a gun, Su Ji would not be able to clear himself even if he jumped into the Chao Phraya River.

Well, Mo Zibu was certainly not that reckless, so Pei Shichun went to knock on the door, and only after the Meng people showed a protective posture did he enter the military camp.

Twenty-five riders dressed in brocade clothes rushed out from the Meng camp and directly to General Suki's tent. It didn't seem like they were coming to negotiate, but rather the commander-in-chief was returning to the camp.

The Mon troops of the Three Bodhisattvas Camp and the "Imperial Army" composed of a large number of Siamese people looked at this scene with their mouths open, shocked beyond words.

This was the first time Mo Zibu met General Suki in person. He was said to be over forty years old, but he looked dark-skinned, short and thin, and quite old.

He really looks a bit like the old Yi and Miao men in northern and southwestern Sichuan.

In General Suki's opinion, Mo Zibu was dressed in brocade, tall and strong, with a dignified appearance, and he really had some of the air of a king.

As soon as he entered the tent, Mo Zibu walked to the main seat with a loud laugh and sat down without any hesitation, ignoring the fiery eyes of all the Meng generals.

Because it is obvious that the fact that Mo Zibu could sit here without suffering any harm is enough to prove that the Meng people here know what they are facing.

They had no intention of dying for the Konbaung Dynasty, so if they didn't act arrogantly at this time, people would look down on them.

"I'm here to say only three things." Mo Zibu stretched out three fingers.

“First, the White Elephant King is fighting against the Celestial Empire with only a small territory. Even if he can remain undefeated, the Celestial Empire can still drag him down to death. Just think about how Nanda Boyin was defeated and died.

Secondly, the White Elephant King left you and others to guard Siam, his intention was just to use you as cannon fodder and he wouldn't feel sorry if you died.

The White Elephant King himself had already decided to temporarily abandon Siam, and that was why the Burmese general Monye fled without a fight.

Moreover, he can also put the blame for the loss of Siam on you Mon people.

The loss of Siam is due to your incompetence, not the White Elephant King's mismanagement. We'll just kill you when the time comes, and the responsibility will be gone. Finally, King Taksin of Siam, with the support of the Chinese, has 200 warships and a 50,000-man army, and will soon march north. If you don't surrender now, you'll have no chance once the army arrives!"

Nanda Boyin was Mangyingli of the Toungoo Dynasty, who angered the Ming Dynasty and attracted a large army to punish him.

During this period, there was also an exaggerated record in which the Ming army commander Gao Guochun captured six Burmese camps with only 500 people and defeated more than 30,000 Burmese troops in a row.

In this battle, Mang Yingli was beaten badly by the Ming Dynasty and lost face in the whole Southeast Asia. In the end, his country was destroyed, which is very similar to the situation of the current White Elephant King Meng Bo.

After hearing this, the Meng generals' eyes went from showing anger to cold sweats.

General Suki looked at Mo Zibu and shook his head unmoved.

"If we die in Siam, our families will be spared. But if we take refuge with you, the White Elephant King will still attack us, and by then we will surely die, and our families will have already been killed.

Prince, if you were me, what would you choose?"

"Well said!" Mo Zibu clapped his hands, then took the initiative to step forward and took General Suki's hand, walked to the side of the table, and took out the map he carried with him.

"General Suki should know that this prince conquered the city of Pyin Uyen two years ago, so I know that the White Elephant King doesn't have much of a navy.

Look here, this is my fiefdom, right next to Tanasarin.

As long as the general is willing to cooperate with me, with your Meng people's expertise in naval warfare, combined with my navy, how many fleets does the White Elephant King have? Can he defeat the combined forces of you and me?

Moreover, he had provoked the Celestial Empire, and the Siamese were seeking revenge on him. How many people could he spare to fight Tanassarin?

Even if he attacks, you can still retreat to my side. This way, you can at least guarantee your independence. Isn't that a thousand times better than being dogs for the Burmese? "

General Suki looked at the map carefully, his tone softened, but he still shook his head.

"Even so, the place is too small, and we can only survive. Without strong support, we will be defeated by the recovered Burmese sooner or later."

Mo Zibu smiled faintly and raised his hand. A familiar figure behind him took off his military cap.

"General, it's been almost ten years since we last met."

General Suki widened his eyes in surprise. The person in front of him was Lieutenant Colonel Bruno.

Ten years ago, when the Mon people in Thanlian resisted the Konbaung Dynasty, General Suki, as a noble in the Tanah Saran area, secretly provided support to the Mon people in Thanlian.

Lieutenant Colonel Bruno was the head of Shalian's French military advisory group, and they were old acquaintances.

“General, the prince is trustworthy.

The prince's delegation is about to go to Paris to sign an alliance with the great King Louis of France.

Ha Tien will become France's most important stronghold in the East, even more important than Than Lim ten years ago, and more than 5,000 French soldiers will arrive.

The White Elephant King can defeat any one of us, but he can never defeat us together."

“At the same time, the envoys of the Lord of the Celestial Empire have also arrived in Hexian, and a large amount of aid will be coming from Guangzhou.

Even without counting our own strength, General, do you think the White Elephant King can withstand the combined attack of the Celestial Empire and France? "Mo Zibu spoke up at the right moment.

General Suki fell silent immediately. He looked at the Meng generals in the room and sighed deeply.

"We, the Meng people, have been struggling to survive since our country was conquered by the Delin Ruiti (Mang Ruiti). You are the last of our Meng people. We cannot let everyone die here."

At this point, Mo Zibu thought General Suki was about to kneel down, but he suddenly looked at Mo Zibu again.

Mo Zibu thought that he was going to negotiate some conditions, and felt that this old guy was a little too tactless.

"Prince, both France and the Celestial Empire are here to help you. I can join you, but I need a guarantee."

Guarantee? Mo Zibu gritted his teeth.

"Yes, I will add your people, no more than three, to the missions to France and the Celestial Empire."

General Suki was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said with a strange look in his eyes:

"Prince, in our Meng people's view, this is not a guarantee. A small and weak country will find it difficult to form an alliance with a great power."

It was like a flash of lightning passing through Mo Zibu's mind, and he understood what General Suki meant in seconds. Mo Dalongtou raised the corner of his mouth.

"Then give me your daughter, and we will become close relatives."

General Suki took a sudden step forward, his voice sounding rather strange, as if hinting at something.

"Prince, my daughter is already married."

"Haha!" Mo Zibu laughed cruelly, "Then kill your son-in-law. I won't mind being a widow."

At this moment, a young Meng soldier beside General Suki trembled as if he had been electrocuted, and then ran away!

"Looking for death!" Mo Zibu shouted.

But he didn't make a move. Pei Shichun rushed forward and swung an iron hammer.

With a snap, a cloud of blood mist exploded from the escapee's head.

"General Suki, you don't have a son-in-law now." Mo Zibu said with a smile.

"Plop!" To the right of General Suki, a Meng general fell to his knees.

"Prince, I would rather divorce you."

what?
Mo Zibu looked up in surprise and said, "Your sister said you have two daughters!"