Banggela, now Bangladesh region.

This is a country composed of Hui people as the main body and supplemented by a small number of Southern Indians. Although Hui people are mostly Hui people, the state religion they worship is Buddhism rather than Sunnis promoted by the Timur Khanate.

Therefore, Banggela and Zhangpuer are enemies of the world.

The Hui people of Banggela were descendants of the Seme people who flew south during the Yuan Dynasty. Kublai Khan cleaned up the Seme people. A large number of Seme people in the Central Plains followed the Central Plains people and could not escape, and their footprints were spread throughout South Asia.

Because of this reason, the Ming Dynasty destroyed the Yuan Dynasty and the South Asian countries had a good relationship with the Ming Dynasty. This time, Zhu Yunwen developed the "Kunming Seven Kingdoms Agreement" and joined the "Kunming Seven Kingdoms Agreement" and even allowed the Ming Dynasty to set up the "Gelawei".

Who made Banggela and Zhangpuer adjacent to each other was the front line after the war began?

As soon as the coalition troops arrived, the happiest thing was the king of Banggela. The commander camp was barely established, and the latter couldn't wait to find Ma Dajun to complain, hoping that Ma Dajun could march quickly and enter Zhangpu's territory to teach them a lesson.

"In this chapter, the Kingdom of Poole relies on Timur's support, often indulges his troops across the border, invades and plunders our neighboring villages, provokes trouble, and asks the General to severely hurt him."

As soon as he removed the armor, Ma Dajun had no time to drink water, he became furious when he heard this.

"If you cross the line and you will be fucking you, you can tell me? It was because Hu Jili crossed the line and went to Luchuan. Now the entire country in Annan has been destroyed by my Ming Dynasty."

"It's not because he leaned against Timur behind him, that we Bang Gela dare not."

The king of Banggela was pitiful and heard Ma Dajun scolding: "He has Timur behind him, and you have Daming behind you. I'm afraid of it! Beat me up, and beat me now."

Swearing, Ma Dajun said to the personal soldiers beside him: "Call Zhou Yunfan over."

"General."

Zhou Yunfan, who had first entered Qinghua, is now a general who stands alone. The commander of the Bengal Guard was dressed in heroic military uniforms and bowed to Ma Dajun.

"How did you become a commander?"

Without any warning, Ma Dajun shouted: "The king of Bang Gela came to me to complain, saying that the Zhangpuer Kingdom has repeatedly invaded and plundered and caused trouble in the past two years. Where are your soldiers! I forgot the content of the "Kunming Seven Kingdoms Agreement" and I forgot what to do. Isn't I apologized for defending the territory? I don't know that the military law is ruthless?"

After a shout, Zhou Yunfan was so scared that he was sweating coldly. He hurriedly defended: "Zhangpuer set up a large army behind the border, and the coalition forces were not trained well for a while. I was afraid that the situation would be bad and cause a greater dispute, so I would restrain myself..."

“Restrain.”

Ma Dajun wanted to kick Zhou Yunfan to death, pointing at the nose and scolded: "If he dares to cross the line, he will beat me until his country is destroyed and his seed is destroyed! You don't even have this backbone, can you still deserve the armor of my Ming general on you?"

Zhou Yunfan was ashamed and hurriedly clasped his fists to admit his mistake.

"Okay, I'll say it later if you apologize."

Ma Dajun waved his hand: "The army will cause a great war soon. Now you bring your soldiers to bring this breath back to me. If you don't cut off three thousand heads, you can stay at the other end of the sideline and don't come back."

"yes!"

Zhou Yunfan took the order and turned around and walked out of the coach's tent quickly.

"Being a commander with a bigger slut, I'm so timid."

Ma Dajun snorted coldly at Zhou Yunfan's back, reached out to his personal soldiers beside him and said, "Go and get me a jar of wine, and go and guess Wang wants a bottle of hibiscus liquid there."

The personal soldiers did not move, and said, "General, this is already a front line, and drinking is prohibited."

Drinking on the front line, whether it is the military discipline declared during the Taizu period or the rules that Zhu Yunwen ordered the General Secretary to repeatedly declare after taking office, once discovered, they will be executed immediately.

"You..." Ma Dajun was about to scold, but he smacked his lips unwillingly: "Forget it, it's okay to get me a bottle of hibiscus liquid, I drink pure ones."

The personal soldiers thought about it and said that the military discipline only said that they could not drink alcohol, but did not say that they could not drink anything else. They immediately went to find Kaywang.

When the personal soldiers left, Ma Dajun reached out and scratched his neck a few times, muttering: "I'm so itchy. Why are there no other people doing anything about this broken land in the south? I'm just like eczema, and I feel itchy all over my body every once in a while."

The more you scratch, the more itch it becomes. It's not just the outside of the skin, as if there are bugs in the flesh and blood and crawls, Ma Dajun can't even get tired of scratching.

The personal soldiers turned around and were startled to see this: "General, what's wrong with you?"

"How the hell do I know."

Ma Dajun cursed and reached out to take the bottle of hibiscus liquid, but found that his nails were covered with blood. He was shocked and hurriedly reached out to touch the neck and chest, and found that he had scratched himself at some point.

He didn't feel any pain at all!

But that itch is still there, deep into the bone marrow and deep into the mind.

"Hold!"

Pulling out the bottle plug of the hibiscus liquid, Ma Dajun tilted his neck and poured it. It was strange that after the hibiscus liquid was pulled down his neck, the itch that was everywhere in his body disappeared without a trace.

"call."

The pleasure that Ma Dajun could not stop was wave after wave. It was not until he completely retreated that Ma Dajun went to the ground in despair and breathed heavily.

"Go and call Chaiwang."

The personal soldiers looked at Ma Dajun with some concern and advised: "General, this thing doesn't look like a good thing. You should stay away from Guess Wang."

"I have a clear idea in my mind, go and find him."

Ma Dajun climbed up from the ground, took off his lining, and exposed his wounded chest and spine to the air.

"Half a month, I've lost so much weight?"

The scars and arrows that were scratching his fingers across his chest. The wounds that Ma Dajun had proud of were now more like ugly maggots crawling on him. He lost too much, causing the scars to be completely deformed.

"I was itchy all over my body just now. Even if I scratched my body, it was useless. I couldn't detect the pain. I drank this hibiscus liquid and it would be fine in a blink of an eye."

There was a confusion of thinking in his eyes. Ma Dajun was not a fool. On the contrary, he loved thinking more than anyone else. As long as he considered good things, he would do it extremely decisively, so it made people think that he was like a reckless man.

"Every time I drink this hibiscus liquid, it will become more itchy next time, and the amount you drink must be larger than the last time, otherwise it will not be suppressed at all."

Ma Dajun pinched the porcelain bottle in his hand and looked stern: "This thing is poisonous!"

After drinking the fuchsia liquid, Ma Dajun felt that his mind was extremely light at this time, and he was even more conscious than he had sex with his beautiful wives and concubines.
Chapter completed!