Chapter 617 The wind in the Indian Ocean is about to change!

Yanjing, New Garden Huairen Hall.

In the corner, the plastic disc rotates slowly, and the sound of the copper loudspeaker is melodious, integrated into the banquet hall where guests gather. In this new year of war, it gives people indescribable comfort.

The four beautiful imperial concubines huddled together and whispered to the guests who came from afar. From time to time, the men in the banquet hall couldn't help but look at them from time to time.

Tonight's royal dinner was held for King Rama VI of Siam, who came to visit. In the eyes of outsiders, the man in a straight white army uniform with a wide forehead did have some skills. He brought compulsory education to Siam, established a power plant, improved the level of domestic health care, and repaired Change the surname law so that ordinary people have surnames.

It should be said that from the perspective of the country and the monarch, he did a good job, but Li Mo always felt a little awkward, because this guy in later history once promoted the so-called "Chinese assimilation policy", which eventually evolved into a [***] movement, resulting in the death of a large number of Siamese Chinese.

This guy who says that he is a descendant of China and has the Chinese name of Zheng Bao, but he is a true [***]ist in history.

Of course, this guy has now become one of his number one supporters, not only because the Chinese land around him has completely forged, but also so strong that a sneeze will make Asia cold. What's more, as long as he waits for a few days, the four states lost in the Malay Peninsula can return to Siam, and his personal prestige will reach the previous place. Not to a certain extent.

He Zhizhi told him that if he didn't stand on Xinhua's side, if Li Mo didn't want to fight in the southeast peninsula, his current end would probably be the same as the Japanese emperor's family, which was almost empty, and it is said that he had a strange disease.

But for Li Mo, it is precisely because of the huge contrast between reality and history that he doesn't like this person from the bottom of his heart, but it's not annoying. After all, he is now an ally.

"Allies." Li Mo laughed from the bottom of his heart, turned his eyes and came to the two men in traditional Indian costumes around Zheng Bao and Feng Qi in the center.

"Bal Gandar Tirak, the current chairman of the Indian National Congress Party."

"Oh? Is that the one who triggered 230,000 Mumbai workers to go on strike for him after his arrest? Listening to Yan Fu's introduction, Li Enfu, who stood beside Li Mo, was a little surprised: "Should he be in prison at this time?"

"It's not Duan Fei yet." Yan Fu squinted and said, "Your Majesty, you really have to give a medal of merit to the Intelligence Department. They fished out a lot of Indian radicals when we infiltrated the Indian Ocean and the British were overwhelmed." Looking at the tickra like an old woman, Li Mo smiled. He didn't know much about India in his previous life. This man didn't know it until two years ago, but he didn't care about Mr. Tirac, because according to Duan Fei's report to him, this man seemed to have been brainwashed after a period of time in prison, and his surname and attitude were 180 degrees. The big turn turned into a typical capitulationist.

On the contrary, the young man around him, even after the era of surprise to see the legendary big shot, his heart couldn't help beating twice.

Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi, or Mahatma Gandhi!

To be honest, no one can understand the alternative of this person without returning to this era. The beginning of the 20th century was a veritable jungle world. This was an era of talking with cannons, but he took a road of no resistance. He wanted to see India's self-improvement to get rid of colonization, but He didn't want to take up arms to get lost, so he finally put forward non-violent learning to become famous in the world. Such people can only survive in India, where religious forces are powerful. In the land of China, which has experienced the millennium war, it would have been swallowed up by tigers and wolves.

But what interested Li Mo was how he got together with Tirac, or was it because of the prison that Tirac guided him to this road later?

"Your Majesty, what are you going to do in India?" Seeing Li Mo looking at the Indian guests frowning slightly, Li Enfu asked quietly.

"What? Is Mr. Li worried that the army can't fight against India?

"That's not true. Everyone in India is weak. Tens of thousands of British soldiers can't deal with it. How can I worry about them?" Li Enfu smiled and raised his glass and said, "But India has a vast territory. If it is forced to use force, it will need too many troops in the early stage, so."

"Mr. is right. In fact, I also think that instead of landing in India, it is better to land directly on the Arabian Peninsula and open the Strait of Hormuz as soon as possible." Yan Fu also echoed.

"You all said it right." Li Mo nodded: "India has three evils, Punjab, the difference between the north and the south and the caste system. Needless to say, Punjab is an Islamic world in the west. They have been seeking to build a complete Islamic country, so sooner or later, they will be divided.

The difference between the north and the south is caused by history. The south, led by Hyderabad, has always regarded the north as a burden. Historically, it has also sought to read the Indian Peninsula. As for the caste system, it is a big cancer, dividing people into three, six or nine levels, which is no different from the serfs in Russia. In the past, people with lower surnames are naturally dissatisfied. And there are too many high racial privileges, so it will inevitably cause conflicts and affect the balanced development of the country.

"The emperor really hit the nail on the head. In fact, India's biggest advantage is manpower, which even Britain is reluctant to give up. When it comes to nature, especially strategic resources, I'm afraid it's not as much as Siberia, so it's really not worth much effort."

"Senior brothers are right, but they forget that this is a good opportunity to shuffle the cards." Li Enfu's eyes flashed with a cold light and smiled, "Since there is a precedent for the Southeast Peninsula, we might as well completely separate Punjab and Bangladesh, and incite the tribes of Bhutan, Sikkim and Karko. As for us, we only need to take the opportunity to push it, as long as we defeat the Indian Grand Fleet. To gain control of the Indian Ocean, India must first deal with the division of the country in the coming decades.

"Mr. Li, I think so, but there is a place that you have forgotten. It must be controlled in our hands!"

"What did the emperor say about the Andaman Islands?"

"Hehe, who should I give up?!" Li Mo smiled and met Tirac and Gandhi, who had been paying attention here. After seeing Li Mo, they quickly bent down and bowed.

"Dear Your Majesty Li Mo, thank you for your banquet. It's a great honor for us." Tirac took the lead.

"Haha." Li Mo laughed and said with a smile, "You two should thank King Zheng Bao. He is the master here today."

"Your Majesty, you are so polite. Without your help, how can there be Siam today? Zheng Bao, on behalf of the Kingdom, thank you for your care of our country. I hope you can visit our country when you are free." Zheng Bao hurriedly thanked him.

"Yes, in fact, I have always wanted to go to Siam to burn incense, but unfortunately there are too many common things."

"Dear His Majesty Li Mo, in fact, India is also a Buddhist country. I wonder if you are interested in going to India to worship Buddha?" Gandhi caught another meaning in Li Mo's words and couldn't help asking tentatively.

"It's worthy of being a famous figure in later generations." He secretly praised in his heart and smiled, "Of course, I also want to go to India very much. I want to take the road that Master Xuanzang has walked and see the magnificence and piety of Tianzhu."

Li Mo's words couldn't help but bring several people into the ancient prosperity of the heavenly kingdom thousands of years ago, but before everyone could digest and absorb it, he sighed: "However, I can't go now, because your country is already in a state of war with our country, and at least four million soldiers have joined my enemies. If I go What will my soldiers think?!"

"No, Your Majesty." Gandhi was afraid that Li Mo would be angry with India, so he immediately said, "India is not voluntary. The soldiers are also coerced into the war. We don't want to be enemies of anyone."

"That's great. You two might as well use your influence to recall those soldiers, so as not to see each other in the future." Zheng Bao was worthy of being a good supporting role and immediately made suggestions.

"Recall." Gandhi shook his head with a wry smile: "We can't do it."

"It doesn't matter. Both of them are Indian elites and people who really care about the future of the country, so I decided to support you with 100,000 rifles. You will lead the Indian uprising to fight against the British colonists. I will ask the navy to help you. How about this?"

"No, no." Gandhi and Tirac quickly waved their hands: "Thank you for your kindness, but India should not continue to study abroad, and the people should not continue to expand the war."

"That's difficult. Don't you two want my fleet to enter the Indian Ocean? Or don't you want India to get out of the clutches of the British?

Two questions, maybe there are ways to answer the two questions separately from Tirac and Gandhi, but the connection makes it difficult for the two. Think about it, do you want Xinhua to enter the Indian Ocean or get out of the colonization? It can't be distinguished at all, and it will cause a lot of ambiguity, so we have to bypass the problem of the fleet entering the Indian Ocean and said with a wry smile, "We really want your help from Your Majesty, but we feel that violence is not the solution to the problem. Armed forces can defeat the enemy, but they can't destroy the hatred in our hearts."

Looking at Gandhi's anxious face and listening to him still trying to resist his violence and war with his ideals, Li Mo couldn't help but be happy. He spread out his hands and smiled, "It's a pity. Of course, I will not force you two, but there is a saying that Buddhism not only cuts meat to feed eagles, but also feeds wolves, but also exorcism!"

The last sentence made the two of them slightly shocked, but they didn't have a chance to ask. They only heard a bang, and the door of the banquet hall was suddenly knocked open.

Everyone turned their heads and saw Long Guozhang and Chen Ping in uniform coming in together. Before they asked why they were in such a hurry, the former had already walked to Li Mo excitedly and shouted, "Your Majesty, great victory! Great victory!"

As soon as he heard the word "Dajie", Li Mo couldn't help but shrank his heart, and his breathing became rapid. He stabilized his body vigorously before he carefully asked, "Guo Zhang, what did you say?"

"Yes!"

Long Guozhang and Chen Ping, who had just walked to his side, looked at each other. After glancing at the audience, he suddenly raised his head and reported, "Report to the emperor, Long Guozhang, the commander-in-chief of the Royal Navy, reported to you that at 7:30 p.m. this evening, our Royal Navy's First Fleet and the Gulf of Panama wiped out the main force of the U.S. Pacific Fleet and attacked and destroyed warships. 23 captured 781 enemy chiefs, including Lieutenant General Andrew, commander of the U.S. Pacific Fleet, and captured 19,211 soldiers!"

"Yes, it's a complete victory!"

"Boom."

When the word "Yansheng" of Long Guozhang had just come out, a heavy bomb seemed to be thrown in the banquet hall. After a moment of silence, everyone couldn't help exclaiming, and even Tirac and Gandhi couldn't believe what they heard.

Full annihibition!

23 warships also captured the commander of the U.S. fleet!

And it's a complete victory!

This means that in addition to the threat that Australia's Anglo-American Combined Fleet can bring, at least for the next year, Xinhua will have no rivals in the Pacific Ocean, which means that they can transfer at least dozens more warships into the Indian Ocean.

The two looked at each other deeply and began to meditate on whether their ideals were wrong. After all, force is the only tool that can speak in this era!

At that moment, everyone understood that the wind in the Indian Ocean was going to change!

(to be continued)