The Han culture is spreading strongly in Southeast Asia

Chapter 442 Everything is over

Outside the Indrama Temple, bursts of gunfire rang out, so loud that even in the main hall, they could be heard clearly.

Everything was just as Phraya Chanthaburi said. When Mo Tianci announced that whoever could protect Taksin would be pardoned, these Siamese rebels, who were not firm at all, soon became chaotic.

Especially when they found that Tong had disappeared, his family was sent to Indrama Temple, and hundreds of former Thonburi city defense forces, mainly composed of Chinese, who should have been imprisoned, appeared in Indrama Temple.

First, Phraya Korat wanted to lead his army out of Thonburi City, but was stopped by Luang Sora.

Phraya Korat, who refused to open the gate for him on the grounds that the city's defense was important and only wanted to escape to save his life, ordered his troops to kill the rebels under Luang Sora who were guarding the city.

Not long after, Phraya San in the city started fighting with the Wenna family where Nai U was from.

The reason why Phraya San rebelled was because the Boon Na family made a promise to him that after the success, they would hand over Chonburi, Rayong and Chanthaburi, that is, all of southeastern Thailand, to him.

As a result, Lian Du has now run away, all his dreams have been shattered, and Phraya San has almost fallen into madness.

In addition to them, there were a large number of forces that wanted to snatch Zheng Xin away to save his life. Some simply had personal grudges and collapsed directly under the pressure of the army approaching.

"Pai, have I done a lot of wrong things over the years?" Zheng Xin looked at Phraya Chanthaburi, his former elephant slave, and asked in a very bleak manner:

"Why haven't Zibu's army attacked yet, and these people have already started internal strife? If they are so scared, why are they still rebelling?"

Why did they rebel? Isn't it because their interests were greatly damaged?

"The king is not wrong." Phraya Chanthaburi slowly shook his head, "Or rather, the biggest problem does not lie with the king.

Rather, it is because from the very beginning, our approach was wrong. Wang was surrounded by people from Chaoshan, and they were not enough to help Wang govern the entire country.

On the contrary, the emperor had aimed from the very beginning to establish a kingdom where the Chinese in Southeast Asia could help each other and eliminate barriers, and he had been working hard for this.

Therefore, the king's Teochew people were not enough to help him control the entire Siam, and because they were too xenophobic, other ethnic groups were unwilling to serve the king.

Phraya Chanthaburi was actually putting it mildly. The actual situation was that Taksin was not good at handling relationships with people around him and lacked the perspective of an emperor.

He could neither say no to the Chaoshan people nor refuse the various requests from the wealthy Chaoshan merchants and families who initially gave him angel round investment.

At the same time, they were unwilling to take matters to the extreme, which directly silenced many dissatisfied Thais physically, causing anti-Chaoshan forces to continue to gather around people like the Thong, Phrayasan, and Boonna families.

Zheng Xin nodded slowly. In the past six months, he had aged a lot compared to before. A 45-year-old man looked like 65.

He could tell that Phraya Chanthaburi was trying to save his face, "Pai, you've grown up. You're no longer the one who only cares about rushing forward in battle without caring about your life.

I can’t cure this Siamese, but I don’t know what its future will be like.”

Phraya Chanthaburi looked at Taksin and heard that the King of Siam still had a hint of reluctance in his heart.

“Taksin, the future of Siam depends on the Emperor, but it is not difficult to guess.

After three hundred years of interbreeding between Thais and Chinese, the land that was once a wild and barren land has become a prosperous paradise.

King Naresuan and King Taksin were able to expel the Burmese and restore their country by relying on the power of the Celestial Empire. Without the Celestial Empire defeating the Burmese, the fate of the Siamese would probably be worse than that of the Mon people, or even the Cham people.

Therefore, in this era when the Celestial Empire of Dayu is competing with the Western countries, it is time for the Celestial Empire to reap the benefits of their "investment".

Thais will become Chinese, and later will become branches of Chinese such as Cantonese, Fuk Lao, Teochew, and Hakka.

This is something that no one can change. The Great Emperor will not allow anyone other than himself to get involved here."

Zheng Xin fell silent. This meant that the Thais and the Nazhen, who had gone to Southeast Asia hundreds of years ago and could not trace their ancestral surnames, would become a branch of the Han people.

Those who can trace their ancestors and those who have been in Southeast Asia for a short time will directly return to their original identities.

Since the people here have completely become Han Chinese, they will definitely not let one king control this place. At least the big cities like Thonburi will be directly governed by the court, and the rest of the places will be divided among various vassals.

"What about Tong? He will always be a nuisance." Zheng Xin asked softly.

"If nothing unexpected happens, he would have been caught by now. Even if something unexpected happens, the Great Emperor will not let him go."

After saying this, Phraya Chanthaburi glanced at Taksin and sincerely advised, "Your Majesty, go to Guangzhou and reunite with the Queen and the others, as long as the Queen is with you. No, even without the Queen, given the Emperor's character, you will enjoy endless wealth and glory for the rest of your life. What else is there to be dissatisfied with?"

Zheng Xin was silent for a while, looking at the Buddha statue in the main hall and listening to the gunfire outside. Finally, he nodded and muttered:
"It's over. The fate of Siam ends here!"

. . . .

Phraya Chanthaburi was right. Tong had been surrounded. The huge crisis that came in an instant made him lose his usual calmness and judgment.

When he left the city, he thought that there might be an interception by the rebel suppression troops outside, but at the same time he was still hoping for luck, thinking that the rebel suppression troops might not bring cavalry, nor might they arrive so timely.

Deep down in Tong's heart, he believed Phraya Chanthaburi's nonsense, which was eight truths and two lies.

As a result, not long after he went out of the north gate, Tong found that he was being caught by a group of more than 20 cavalrymen.

He arranged for people to drive them away, but if there were not enough people, it would be useless. These cavalrymen had the best flintlock rifles, and each person was equipped with two pistols. If there were not enough people, they would be no match for them.

If you go too far, these people will not fight with you, but will choose to split up and take a detour. Their main goal is to make it impossible to get rid of them.

When they arrived at Nonthaburi City, 12 kilometers north of Thonburi, cavalry were already circling ahead and it was already late, so Tong had to rest here temporarily.

He had only fifty horses for five hundred men, while the other man had seven hundred horses for more than two hundred men.

These ferocious cavalrymen kept splitting up to chase and intercept, just like a pack of wolves hunting a big buffalo, which made Tong and his soldiers extremely tired.

In fact, Zhu Wenjie, the commander of Beihe Central Guard, was even more nervous than Tong. He was afraid that Tong was not in the team. Therefore, he had 400 cavalrymen, but only more than 200 cavalrymen followed this large army.

The remaining one hundred or so riders spread out in a fan shape about fifteen kilometers away, constantly searching for suspicious people, just to prevent Tong from quietly leaving the team and escaping.

Even now, Zhu Wenjie has basically confirmed that Tong is in Nonthaburi City, he still sent a hundred cavalry to search within a radius of ten miles.

"Let's wait until night to disperse and break out. We can't break out now. The cavalry is too conspicuous. As soon as a warhorse gets out, they will desperately try to intercept it."

Raising horses in Siam is too expensive, especially in this era. Not to mention veterinarians, human medical conditions are so-so, so the cost and loss of raising horses are even greater.

Therefore, all the horses in the entire city of Thonburi totaled no more than one or two hundred.

Tong ran away suddenly, and he didn't dare to collect a large number of horses, which resulted in him having only fifty horses, which could not even protect him in his escape.

Then just wait until dark and attack at night. He is familiar with the surroundings and it is very easy for him to hide.

It's a pity that his opponent valued him more than he imagined. You know, when the army went south to suppress the rebellion, the emperor personally instructed that Tong and Chu Zhi brothers must be seen alive or dead.

By evening, the army besieging the city had suddenly increased in size, stretching across the mountains and plains like a vast expanse.

"There are at least 5,000 people, maybe even 8,000. Aren't these guys going to besiege Thonburi? Why are they all here?"

Hearing the doubts of his officers and seeing their frightened expressions, Tong was completely hopeless. He suddenly felt that even if he returned to Toungoo, he might not be safe, and Chu Zhi didn't know what would happen.

"Please tell Chao Phraya Chakri that the Emperor Emeritus does not want to kill innocent people. Stop struggling in vain."

Accompanied by the sound of horse hooves, several cavalrymen appeared outside Nonthaburi City.

Tong knew several of them. They were all maternal descendants of Najin who had once defected to him but fled from Thonburi after they rebelled.

"The one who knows you best must be your enemy. He knows who is the source of the trouble!" Tong sighed, trying to confirm whether he was really in the city!

"Chao Phraya Chakri is here!" Tong shouted towards the city. "The great emperor is still so cautious. Once he strikes, he will use all his strength, like a lion slaying a rabbit."

After shouting, he turned around and looked at the officers and soldiers, most of whom had pale faces, and said:

"Open the door! They have artillery, and we won't last till night. I hope my life will earn you mercy."

　Good guy, the chapter of my last chapter was blocked.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)