Beiyang new warlord

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Among all the influential figures in the late Ming Dynasty, Wu Sangui is the one who is still alive but the most unsatisfactory.

Guarding Calcutta, a small village at the exit of the Ganges River, this is the third year he has guarded foreign lands for the East India Company.

I have to admit that gold shines everywhere, can become the biggest traitor in the late Ming Dynasty in history, and can make himself a great Zhou emperor before he dies. Wu Sangui really has two brushes. At this time, Calcutta is not three years old. The former Kolkata village has now been completely developed into a small town.

Going upstream from the mouth of the Ganges River, the rotten mud ponds where the three buddies drove elephants to bathe in mud water were all flattened. The clear cement port and the silt and sand in the estuary were also pulled out to the sea. The successful merchant ships from Ming Dynasty can sail up the current for more than ten miles without fighting.

The sand dug out was not in vain. From the Wuwei Fort on the bank to the northwest, a series of urban areas have begun to take shape. The nearest to the Wuwei Fort is Mingren, which is what the three brothers said. In Chinatown, there are three floors of clear concrete and brick buildings, which are arranged in a patchwork arc. Under the bright sunlight, the light yellow buildings look resplendent and resplendent. In the spacious road, there are constantly four-wheeled carriages driving heavy vehicles. The goods are constantly passing through, and the bustle is tight.

Kolkata is located in the tropics, and it is often visited by typhoon every March. Originally, the wooden Chinese buildings were beautiful, but they are not so practical here, so they disappeared. On the contrary, the heavy and heavy stupid guys from Liaodong have completely become the mainstream. Moreover, adding accessories to cement buildings is much more convenient than wooden buildings, especially for one function, which is extraordinarily powerful.

Next to the river, every street is next to each other, and a series of huge cement aqueducts are built. From the Ganges, the big water trucks driven by the river lift the river water into the canals, and then flow along the channels to the side rows. In the small three-story building, there are water pipes in the sandwich walls between the buildings. Along the water pipes, the cool river can flow for two to 3000 meters.

This thing is not tap water, because the three buddies "love" this holy river, take a bath, brush their teeth and pour the chamber pot, and a corpse floats across the water from time to time. Groundwater, this holy river water, I really dare not drink it!

These dirty Ganges waters are mainly used as air conditioners!There is no winter in Calcutta, the highest temperature in summer is more than 40 degrees, barbecue is done outside, and steaming is done indoors.However, the flowing water passes through the channels deliberately left by the house, and both evaporation and flow absorb a lot of heat. There is a water wall passing through, and the indoor temperature drops by at least 20 degrees during high temperature seasons.

The British established the East India Company, and the biggest loss of employees every year was not killed by the natives, but died of heat. Seeing a few craftsmen from Yangzhou design this natural air conditioner, sitting in a cool new office, the few in Kolkata An English accountant cried like a child on the spot with a headache.

To the south of Wuwei Fort, across a tributary of the Henghe River, is the settlement of those Indian natives. At first, Wu Sangui didn't want to isolate them, but later found that there is really no way not to isolate them.

British Prime Minister Winston Churchill once said during the Great Famine in India: They deserve it, who made them have a lot of children like rabbits, and the poorer they are, the poorer they are, maybe the famine can control the population!This unabashed disdain also shows the dense population of Indian natives. Today, there are nearly 5 Indian natives living around Calcutta. The densely packed dilapidated houses are like a pile of garbage on the horizon. Well, even if there are a few wealthy natives in the inner circle, they are not too strong. Their dilapidated houses are too eye-catching next to the neat Ming buildings.

Moreover, the living habits of the natives are very different from those of the Tang people. They defecate everywhere, and the whole street is smelly. In summer, there are flies and mosquitoes spreading infectious diseases all over the sky. The lower class Indians are also feudal and superstitious. The most gorgeous buildings are all kinds of temples. The monks have great power. They can talk about what is what. The people below are listening. Girls around 12 years old in the folk, who are more beautiful, are given by the monks in the temple. Pulled away, said to be a saint, but in fact they are all public temple prostitutes. This Ming man built a city and collected taxes.

Another time, these Hua monks were so bold that they grabbed a girl from Tang Dynasty and insulted her in the temple.

As soon as this happened, Wu Sangui, such a hero who regards human life as nothing, didn't care about the commotion that might be caused among the natives, and the possible impact on his power, so he took a dozen of his own soldiers and went directly with knives. As soon as the gate was closed, there were shrill screams and the crackling sound of metal piercing into flesh from the temple of unknown monkey god or elephant god, and blood gushed all over the street. With the sharpened knife, Wu Sangui killed like a Shura, snatching back the girl from the Tang Dynasty.

It's not that Wu Sangui is so righteous and loves the people like a son, it's because he thinks that these inferior people are unworthy!

After this incident, the Tang people's settlements and the natives were also completely separated.

However, after this incident, it also strengthened Wu Sangui's determination to conquer this subcontinent. The most noble monk was slaughtered by him in a temple and returned to Dingwu Fort. He was ready to fight the natives at any time, but the result was It was the monks from the main temples of the native people who brought gold and treasures and knelt in a long row at the gate of Dingwu Fort crying bitterly, begging Wu Sangui for forgiveness.

It's as soft as a persimmon, but it's easy to rule. No wonder Indian history is like a bus, whoever catches it gets on!

However, what frustrates Wu Sangui is that it has been three years, a full three years, for this huge densely populated and fertile continent! The East India Company still hasn't paid enough attention to it, and let him blow the heat wave and leave his ass empty , Nothing can be done in three years! How many three years are there in life?

Now, there are only 6000 households of Tang people in Calcutta, even if there are only 300 to [-] people in the big family, and the hundreds of floating merchants who came here from the East India Company to do business, the soldiers under him, these years Some old ministries got his letter and defected from Daming, but there were only three brigades with more than [-] people.

He pulled more than 1000 of the native police force, but this combat effectiveness?Wu Sangui once cursed angrily, chasing a flock of geese may capture seventy or eighty of them.

It is said that people are forced out. In the Ming Dynasty, Wu Sangui never thought about any cultural construction. When he arrived in Calcutta, he actually built a private school in Dingwu Fort. He hired a teacher in China, a spacious big In the classroom, more than [-] sons of rich merchants who had business dealings with the East India Company were shaking their heads and reciting the Analects of Confucius while reciting the Three-Character Classic. For these natives who could not be supported by the mud, Wu Sangui could only hope that Old Master Confucius could Let them change things up a bit.

Education is a century-old project, so don't expect it to be useful in the near future, but recently there has been good news and bad news, which can change the situation in India, which is at a loss, and make Wu Sangui even more angry.

An unprecedented wave of immigration is coming. The 3 remnants of Zuo Liangyu, led by Zuo Menggeng, have completed the reorganization in the country and are about to drive here!

3 people!Even if only seven or eight thousand troops can be dispatched, it is enough to do something in Tianzhu!But Wu Sangui didn't seem to be happy.

In the war room of Dingwu Fort, a combat sand table carved out by Wu Sangui in three years showed the huge area of ​​Bangladesh on the table in detail. Monk Hui Pu, who was regarded as the old military advisor of the Wu family in Liaodong, held a stick and analyzed the battle strategy for Wu Sangui bit by bit.

"The Maratha people in Khulna in the northeast have always been at odds with the Mughals and surrendered in name, but every year they still loot everywhere restlessly. Our East India Company's goods were also robbed twice. This time Arrange another caravan to go there, these Maratha people will definitely not be able to resist the temptation to make a move, and then the general will go to Bengal Nawab to appeal."

"Now Shah Jahan collects money for his favorite concubine to build a Taj Mahal, and [-]% of Bengal's taxes are collected. Nawab will definitely not be willing to provoke the fierce Maratha people for us, but the general asked himself to take revenge. If so, Nawabu probably won’t refuse, and this will give us a chance to mobilize troops from the Ming Dynasty, take the opportunity to swallow up the Kulna state, and the [-] left troops will settle down!”

"Now that Shah Jahan is extorting violently, it seems that his country will not be stable for long. As long as there is some trouble in his Central Plains, we will seize the whole of Bangladesh. This land is richer than our Liaodong!"

"But the East India Company appointed Zuo Menggeng, a brat, as the military governor of Bangladesh!"

The unhappiness in my heart exploded completely. Zuo Liangyu was so ambitious that he coveted here for two or three years, suffered for two or three years, and in the end, a boy with no hair yet came to shit on his neck. Wu Sangui can be happy No wonder.

However, seeing him slapping the table angrily, Monk Hewlett-Packard's fat and loose old face couldn't help showing a smile.

"Master General, you still haven't cultivated enough!"

"Why do you think Zuo Menggeng became the governor?"

"He has [-] bloody soldiers! Damn! If I knew there was still this place in the world, I had a fluff with Li Zicheng. Our Guan Ning cavalry directly voted for the emperor and his old man. Now the whole of Bengal belongs to me! "

Wu Sangui couldn't help sighing when he thought of those iron cavalry in the past, but when Monk Hui Pu heard this, he put his palms together and bowed again with a smile.

"That's right, Zuo Menggeng was able to become the military governor because of the 3 soldiers in his hands. What if these [-] soldiers belong to you?"

Obviously, his heart was beating violently, but after a while, Wu Sangui still shook his head hesitantly: "Will the East India Company let it go? Your Majesty can..."

In the battle of Shanhaiguan, even Wu Sangui, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, was frightened in front of the destructive military appearance of the Liaodong army. Moreover, he could not gain a foothold in the Mughal Empire without the support of the East India Company. , This is why Wu Sangui has been depressed for so long, he dare not offend Mao Jue.

"Master General, this is the reason why His Majesty became emperor. You are still only a city guard. Your Majesty wants a new continent, and he does not hesitate to confer titles of real power one by one. What the court pays is only a name, but in exchange for pieces A new area for paying tribute, a new market for the East India Company, His Majesty also wants Tianzhu, general lord, do you think he cares who dedicates this land to him?"

"As for how to obtain the military power of the Left Army, you are an expert, so I won't say much!"

Really old is experience, through the analysis of this old monk, Wu Sangui really shines.

But in the world, there are so many things. Before he could start planning with complacency, a soldier suddenly ran in from outside the door, and hurriedly knelt on the ground on one knee.

"My lord, Jida Nawabu sent an envoy to invite you to Jida as soon as possible! It is said to discuss important matters!"

There has been a saying since ancient times, people have the intention to hurt the tiger, and the tiger has the intention to bite the heart!

After a moment of astonishment, Wu Sangui stood up abruptly.

"Armor!"

Chapter 728. Suddenly stretching out the knife

In the weather of more than three months, the land of Tianzhu is barely considered hot, but as the horse gallops, the wind blowing in the ears is already hot, especially the iron leaves on the body, which makes people sweat profusely.

This is also a magical land gifted by the farming era. Even the south of the Yangtze River has just finished planting rice seedlings. In this tropical and warm atmosphere, the rice crops of the first season of the new year in Bangladesh have already grown long. Maybe it is because of the heat. The unique environment has formed the Indians' lazy and undisciplined character, and I don't know whether it is a gift or a curse.

More than a dozen excellent Arabian horses from the Deccan Plateau are galloping on the edge of this dense fertile field. No wonder the Indians are unwilling to wear armor. The cotton cloth part of the Liaodong-style cotton armor has been cut off, leaving only the armor The film was hanging on the body, still hot like a steamer, and the inside of the helmet was like a cultivator, with puffs of steam spraying out, and the hot soldiers were running while fanning their faces with their hands.

Running wildly at the front, even though it was hot and smoky, Wu Sangui still kept that set of armor tight.

To tell the truth, every time Nawab of Bengal summoned Wu Sangui to Jida, nothing good happened. This time the mansion ran out of spices and wanted to "buy" spices. That trip was idle, so I asked him to play leaf cards to have fun. Earn a few "wine" money, but these troubles can be settled with money in the final analysis, so it's not a big trouble.

Every time I went there before, Wu Sangui also traveled in cool clothes.

But this time, Wu Sangui didn't know whether it was a guilty conscience or something, so Wu Sangui felt uneasy, so at his order, the guards also collectively put on their armor.

But this heat is really tormenting!His body was sore and itchy from the brine, and his mouth was smoldering with thirst. Seeing that Wu Sangui didn't pay attention to the back, he grinned, and the soldier leaning on the far side simply lifted off the armor belt secretly, and turned over. More than half of the cold-forged armor that had become a soldering iron had come off.

Who knew, just such a move would kill him!

At the edge of the rice field, behind a few piles of straw piled up abruptly, there was a sudden sound of gunfire. The gunman habitually poured more firepower on the unarmored troops. There were several bloody eyes, and the blood spurted from the mouth but fell down.

During the Song Dynasty, blunt weapons and strong crossbows were developed to the limit. It was because of the appearance of cold forged armor that these early fire guns and arquebus guns were not much more lethal than the divine arm bow. Wu Sangui was also dismounted by the fierce sparks and the huge blow, but grinning his teeth and rubbing the bruised skin behind the nail plate, Wu Sangui roared like a leopard and pulled out the knife, roaring furiously up.