The Han culture is spreading strongly in Southeast Asia

Chapter 187: I didn’t learn the dragon-slaying technique, but it’s not a big problem

The city of Ava is quite large, even larger than the former Ayutthaya. It is divided into the inner city and the outer city, the mule, horse, cattle and grain market, as well as a large number of poor villages dependent on the city of Ava.

The only cities with walls are the inner city and the outer city. The inner city also contains the royal city, which is well defended.

The cattle and horse markets and slum villages (cave areas) outside the outer city are scattered on the east, west and south sides of the city, and can be considered as residential areas dependent on the city.

They are outside the city walls and are not strictly considered part of Ava.

In addition, as a large city with a history of eight or nine hundred years, Ava has many satellite cities around it.

Adding up the entire population, this small area, in cities and villages, is home to at least 500,000 people, making it the absolute core area of the Konbaung Dynasty.

Although Chen Guangyao was very capable and was a famous Annan general in history, he still lacked culture and experience. When he saw this situation, he was immediately confused.

Even if a thousand men are elite, if they are thrown into a group of hundreds of thousands of people, I'm afraid they won't even make a splash.

Not to mention that there are some small fortresses outside the city of Ava, which are stationed with dozens or hundreds of people and equipped with small cannons.

If Chen Guangyao went to fight, given the scale of these fortresses, he would not be able to take them down without suffering dozens of casualties. If he left them alone to attack Ava, these guys would definitely follow behind and fight them because they were familiar with the geography.

Thinking about walking more than ten miles from a completely unfamiliar slum to the city of Ava, Chen Guangyao couldn't help but shudder.

We can't throw our brothers into this.

Alas, this is the tragedy of not having learned the art of slaying dragons. If Mo Zibu were here, he would first distribute food for free to attract the attention of the poor people.

He further stated that he came to fight against the tyrannical White Elephant King and had nothing to do with the common people, and would never commit robbery or murder.

Then they selected several typical people and asked them to hold a grievance meeting to denounce the cruelty of the White Elephant King and the corruption and greed of the Burmese nobles.

Given the White Elephant King's antics over the years, these people have no idea how much they hate him in their hearts, and they will definitely be instigated.

Finally, he went out in person to capture the nearest fortress and demonstrate his strength.

Then, the officials who usually abused their power in the fortress were brought out for public trial, allowing the people to vent their anger and further stir up their hatred.

Finally, he immediately tempted people by saying that the White Elephant King had hidden the gold, silver, jewelry and beauties that he had obtained through decades of cruel exploitation in the palace. As long as anyone could go with him, everyone would get incredible rewards, and everything they snatched would be theirs.

At this time, the White Elephant King in the city could no longer sit still. He would take the initiative to assemble an army to deal with Mo Zibu who was inciting the people.

At this time, we must raise our arms and rush forward to fight. When the White Elephant King's army can no longer withstand the attack, the poor people who have been incited will see hope and will surely come forward to beat the fallen dog.

In this way, a thousand people can take down a big city like Ava.

But Chen Guangyao couldn't do this, and he didn't even dare to enter the city of Ava.

However, Chen's younger cousin was no ordinary person. He thought of Mo Zibu's instructions to him before departure, and immediately came up with a plan.

Chen Guangyao did not attack Ava City, but instead turned his attention to the temple outside the city.

These magnificent temples were dedicated by the city's dignitaries and even the royal family of the Konbaung Dynasty.

Not only are they rich, they are also very famous. Taking down their plaques, murals, etc. would definitely cause more damage than silk.

So Chen Guangyao immediately divided his troops into two groups and attacked the temple outside the city, killing the monks and making them scream in pain.

After defeating these super-rich people, Chen Guangyao did not want gold or silver. He just wanted their plaques, murals, silk on Buddha statues, etc. that were very eye-catching so that others could tell where they came from at a glance.

This operation dumbfounded the elders of these temples.

I don’t know if these wonderful people who suddenly appeared are crazy. If they don’t want gold and silver, what do they want these things for?
However, when the news reached the ears of the White Elephant King, this monarch, who could be considered wise except for his warmongering, quickly realized what had happened.

But at this time, Ava City could no longer mobilize many people, so King Baixiang could only grit his teeth and select another hundred people from the palace guards of only more than three hundred people and hand them over to his son Zhuijiaoya.

He also ordered the city officials to arrest the poor and forcibly gather 2,000 people, giving them weapons such as bamboo spears and wooden sticks, and asked them to follow Zhui Jiao Ya to hunt down Chen Guangyao.

In fact, there was no need to chase them, because Chen Guangyao had been waiting for them for a long time.

Seeing Zhui Jiaoya leading more than a hundred palace guards, carrying the flag representing the royal family of the Konbaung Dynasty and wearing gorgeous armor, rushing here with great fanfare.

Chen Guangyao was extremely excited. This would be more direct evidence than the silk and temple murals.

So Chen Guangyao ordered two or three hundred people to deliberately leave traces and pretend to evacuate in a hurry.

Zhui Jiaoya had always been a fool, and now he was no better. He saw the traces and immediately led his troops in pursuit, shouting loudly.

The palace guards he led were mostly members of the royal family and children of ministers. They looked very powerful and had decent martial arts skills, but they had basically never been on the battlefield.

King Baixiang was not confident in letting them go to Mokkoku with King Sinthamine and Shevaliya because he knew their quality.

Zhui Jiaoya chased them very vigorously and even had an intracranial orgasm. When he thought about the Khmers who were unstoppable but would suffer a great loss at his hands, he suddenly became very excited.

After turning a narrow river valley, Zhui Jiaoya caught up with the Khmer army.

When these Khmer people saw the big flag behind him, they immediately cried out in fear and threw their silk, gold and silver all over the ground.

This was unacceptable. For the palace guards, this might not be a big deal, but for the poor people who were forcibly conscripted by them, this was wealth they could never earn in their entire lives, so they immediately started looting.

The inexperienced Zhui Jiaoya and a group of pampered palace guards had no idea how to control these crazy people.

They looked at the people who were usually very obedient but now acted like bandits with red eyes. They were at a loss as to what to do and were even squeezed out of the road and forced to stand by the river.

At this moment, the sound of killing was deafening on the mountains on both sides, and those who were fleeing in front also came back shouting and fighting.

Chen Guangyao rushed to the front and knocked down a palace guard in gorgeous armor with one shot.

Then the whole army fired a volley. The grenadiers came forward to throw bombs. With their bayonets fixed, they had not yet charged when the Burmese army exploded. Countless people began to flee wailing, trampling on each other, with casualties everywhere.

Zhuijiaoya took out a flintlock pistol inlaid with gems and was still loading it when a long and slender bayonet was immediately stabbed into his lower abdomen and the pistol in his hand was snatched away.

"Hahahaha, Yoshi, what a luxurious fist gun!" The dwarf Simon Hikogoro laughed wildly.

"Give me all yours. Prove that this enemy general is mine. Claim it!"

Amidst wild laughter, Simon Hikogoro from Hoi An City put this precious pistol on his waist.

The reason why he, a Japanese, had such a strange name was because his ancestor was a retainer of the famous Christian daimyo Takayama Shigetomo. In 1614, Takayama Shigetomo was expelled by Tokugawa Ieyasu and had to flee to Manila with his retainers, where he died of illness a little over a month later.

The Christian warriors who followed him had no way out, and some of them who were unwilling to suffer poverty in Manila fled to Siam and took refuge with the Japanese leaders Kyuemon and Yamada Nagamasa who were in Siam at that time.

After Yamada Nagamasa was assassinated, his son fled to Manila, but Simon's ancestors were unwilling to go and finally settled in Hoi An.

Simon is this guy's Christian name. Hikogoro was originally the nickname of Takayama Shigetomo, which was picked up and used by this guy's ancestors. There have been people named Hikogoro in their family for generations.

It was very easy. Apart from one guy who sprained his ankle and one unlucky guy who rushed too hard and fell into the river, no one was injured.

Chen Guangyao ignored the people who were crying and fleeing for their lives. He ordered his men to strip off the armor of the killed court warriors and collect the flags they were waving.

When he learned that the unlucky guy killed by Simon Yanwulang was the eldest son of the White Elephant King, he immediately chopped off the head of Zhui Jiaoya, who was not yet completely dead, with a knife. This would be of great use.

The next day, Chen Guangyao continued down the river. To place the wooden planks and the small boat, he had to make sure they were as close to Mukolju as possible for the best effect.

Then he met Chevalier at a military station.

While Chevalier was chasing, he unfortunately passed by Chen Guangyao.

By the time he reached the city of Ava, even Zhui Jiao Ya had set out.

The frightened Chevalier turned back and chased after him, but Chen Guangyao had even cleaned up the battlefield before he arrived.

It was really a matter of fate and timing. One wrong step led to all the wrong steps. If he had been a little luckier and stopped Chen Guangyao, things might not have become so ugly.

"Colonel, let me persuade them to surrender. This battle is not necessary. I believe they will not die with this dynasty that is about to be destroyed."

Looking at Chevalier Miral leading his troops to occupy the high ground in the distance and the Boxer Major who was rescued from Pyin Uyen by Mo Zi Bu, the Frenchman Midler came out to make a proposal.

When he and Chevalier were captured, they were both center backs in the French Navy and they had a good relationship.

"Take this with you and tell him that his family is in Pondicherry and I can let him go to reunite with them."

Chen Guangyao gave the head of Zhui Jiaoya to Major Middler as if he were giving him a piece of pork.

Major Midler, accompanied by several French Boxers, passed by without weapons.

Major Midler even personally held the head and showed it to Chevalier, who was dozens of meters away.

"Pierre, why do you still serve that brutal white elephant? Have you forgotten how he treated us?"

“Now the White Elephant King is about to be destroyed, and Prince Andai is a civilized man recognized by the foreign church and has received revelation from the Lord.

He has already sent an embassy to Paris to meet with King Francis XV. In the future, the titles we receive from Prince d'Anté will be interchangeable with titles in France."

"Pierre, think about your wife and daughter. Don't you want to be with them? They are in Pondicherry."

As he said this, Major Midler threw the head directly in front of Chevalier's army.

When they saw that it was indeed the Fang with Extra Horns, the hundreds of Burmese people led by Chevalier were immediately terrified.

They were not the royal guards of the Konbaung Dynasty, but released criminals and serfs, and many of them were serfs directly under the command of Zhuijiaoya, so it was certain that it was him.

Seeing that such a big shot was killed, their already weak fighting spirit basically collapsed.

Now only these European slave soldiers are still holding on. But they can't hold on for long, because the next wave of attacks is coming.

"Joseph, my brother, you know that Armand has become a baron of Prince d'Anté.

He was given 5,000 mu of land, 150 serfs, and a vast amount of forests and fisheries. In this life he would enjoy the greatest wealth and luxury we can imagine in the East.

You are a brave soldier. I wonder if the White Elephant King will give you such a reward for your military achievements?"

"Henri, my brother, I have saved three hundred livres of silver, and I shall soon be able to return to Marseilles after my adventures in the East.

I will use this money to buy a large estate and marry Lisa, this delicate flower. Hahahaha, you continue to be a serf for the White Elephant King. May you be happy! "

Killing people and destroying their hearts! This is the complete psychological shock from a former comrade.

Of the last five hundred or so European slave soldiers led by Chevalier, only forty or fifty were French soldiers left, and the rest were Portuguese slave soldiers passed down for many generations.

The combat effectiveness of these Portuguese slave soldiers had deteriorated significantly, so the French were basically all officers.

Well, it is not very accurate to say that they have degenerated. To be more precise, it is the elite among them who were killed by Mingrui in the Third Qing-Myanmar War, more than 600 to 700 of them. Now, these are not the elite European slave soldiers.

Precisely because they are not elite, they are more easily persuaded.

Hearing the Versailles rhetoric from their former comrades, the French were completely unable to hold back.

Damn, King White Elephant treated them as Janissaries, while Prince Andai treated his fellow comrades on the opposite side as his own people.

No, if they had the same treatment as the Janissaries, they would have accepted it. But the key point is that they didn't have this treatment, they were completely slave soldiers.

Everyone looked at Chevalier Miral. He was the backbone of these people and had great prestige.

"Pierre, do you really want to send all the brave soldiers who follow you to their deaths? They trust you so much.

The armies of the Qing Empire, the Kingdom of Siam, and Prince An-Daei are about to converge in Ava. The White Elephant King is doomed."

Major Midler continued shouting, trying his best to persuade. Of course, he really didn't want Chevalier to die here. Their original relationship was still good.

"Pierre, let's surrender. This is their Oriental war, and we have done our best. Lieutenant Le Bon and his men have already died by the icy river. There is no need for us to do the same."

"Yes, this isn't a fight for our hometown and our loved ones. We've been very loyal up to this point."

The people around him began to persuade them, and everyone lost the desire to continue fighting for the White Elephant King.

"Oh, you are right!" Chevalier Miral sighed as he looked at his comrades around him, then he pulled out the flintlock pistol from his waist.

"But I don't want to go on anymore!"

After he finished speaking, there was a slight bang, and the former French Navy center-back who was conquered by the White Elephant King in every sense of the word, shot himself!
(End of this chapter)