The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

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"..." Hong Chengchou was shocked.

"!!!!" Geng Jingzhong was stunned.

"→_→!" Shang Kexi despised it.

Lost!

We actually lost!

TM has no morals, we actually lost to this Indian Ah San!

Shameless, really shameless.

In terms of being shameless, we think we are good enough, the Ming army is only 8, and we can "kill" 10, but with this big guy who can keep his face and heart beating, kill good people and pretend to be meritorious, and play chicken In comparison, we are all as pure as Xiaobaihua!

Too young, we are too young.

In Daming, they all called us traitors, called us family slaves with three surnames, and said we were the most unscrupulous shit-stirring sticks in the world!

But we three of the most shameless people in the Ming Dynasty found out when we arrived in the Mughal Empire...

We are all honest people.

The ministers of the Mughal Empire are 100 times more wicked than us!

Killing good people and taking meritorious deeds can be done.

"Wonderful!" Geng Jingzhong slapped his thigh and yelled loudly, "These are all the natives of the Indochina Peninsula. We just need to kill tens of thousands of them, cut off their heads, and send them to the emperor, isn't that all right? Can't speak up and complain?"

The three expressed their admiration for the old driver Amir Khan's routine.

Brother, be steady! .

Chapter 2234 The Mughal Emperor Was Still Trapped 【1】

Amir Khan gave a smirk, and said with an unspeakable evil on his face: "Let's do things separately. We have to get the heads together and send them to the emperor before the emperor's envoy comes to inspect. In this way, the emperor will inevitably Longyan Dayue is ecstatic, maybe he can reward some of us."

Seeing this black-bellied mafia boss decide to bury tens of thousands of innocent aborigines in one sentence in order to get promoted and make a fortune, the three shit-stirring sticks of the Ming Dynasty deeply felt that they were still too noble and needed to learn too much.

"Then do it!"

Anyway, they were all natives, and there was no psychological pressure to kill them. Hong Chengchou and others immediately became murderous and split up.

The aborigines around Champa can be regarded as bad luck.

They didn't understand what happened at all, but they saw the soldiers of the "[-]" of the Mughal Empire approaching with murderous aura, killing everyone they met, and the entire village was slaughtered.

These natives of the Indochina Peninsula, most of whom are ethnic minorities, suddenly suffered such unexpected disasters, which can be described as terrible.

But this brutal massacre also aroused great indignation among the local people.

Originally, they were all subjects of the Kingdom of Siam. Siam was broken by the Mughal Empire, and they were already a national enmity. Now the Mughal Empire is indiscriminate, killing good people and pretending to be meritorious, and family hatred is like a sea.

National hatred and family hatred, new hatred and old hatred, broke out together.

As a result, these sturdy Southeast Asian natives defected to the Ming army one after another, and rose up to resist the tyranny of the Mughal Empire. They formed jungle guerrillas and volunteer troops. While resisting the Mughal Empire, they actively assisted the Ming army and informed the Ming army. , all kinds of support for Ming to clean up the vicious Mughal Empire.

The Southeast Asian natives around Champa completely fell to the Ming army at once, and they jointly dealt with the Mughals.

These shameless shit-stirring sticks of the Mughal Empire can be called pig teammates, they cheated their father, cheated Emperor Salim, and gave Da Ming a godly assist.

But they didn't care about this. After a wave of fierce operations, they killed tens of thousands of indigenous people, men, women, and children. They all cut off their heads and rode them in bamboo frames. The barracks of King Salim the Great.

At this time, Emperor Salim was leading his troops to attack Mumbai when he received a report from Amir Khan.

To be honest, Emperor Salim was very worried about the situation in the east at this time.

He knew very well that after the entire navy collapsed and was completely annihilated by Ming Dynasty, the Mughal Empire was now fighting on both sides of the battlefield at the same time.

Since he was the crown prince, Emperor Salim has been constantly involved in wars and conquered dozens of countries. He has rich experience in fighting and is not comparable to those pig-headed subordinates.

He was afraid that the Eastern Front would collapse and be humiliated by Daming again.

Before receiving the battle report from Amir Khan, Salim was about to send envoys to the Eastern Front to inspect the battle situation and see how it was going.

After receiving the battle report, Emperor Salim glanced at it twice, and his eyes immediately glowed!

Because on the battle report, it was brazenly written, "Our army has won a complete victory, beheading one hundred thousand Ming troops!"

This news is so beautiful, Emperor Salim burst into ecstasy!

"One hundred thousand? Killed one hundred thousand Ming troops all at once?" Emperor Salim trembled, his fingers trembling slightly.

His ministers accompanying the army, as soon as they heard about such a great victory, they immediately lost no time and scrambled to be the first to flatter the horse.

In the side of Emperor Salim, flattery is the core survival skill. All ministers who are not full of this skill and dare to speak out have been killed by the emperor long ago, or pushed out by their colleagues to cool off.

"Great victory! What a great victory!"

"Great Emperor, your wisdom and greatness have been proven once again!"

"What nonsense is Daming talking about the most powerful country in the world? The result? We killed 10 warriors of the Mughal Empire in a battle with us! Hahahaha!"

"It's amazing, it's amazing! Now, how many troops are there on the front line of Ming Dynasty? In this decisive battle that will determine the status of the two countries, the victory of our Mughal Empire is in sight."

All kinds of flattery made Emperor Salim drink a glass of ice water like a June day, pretending to be infinite, and the scenery was tight.