Chapter 573 The boundary of the undercurrent--
"Major Bob, do you think with this Indian army, you should be able to let those Chinese troops not disturb you?" One of them asked his companions in a low voice, Major Bob of the British Eastern Colonial Army.
"Who knows?" Bob shrugged his shoulders. To be honest, I am not optimistic about these Indian troops, but now we can only rely on their strength to escort us back to Yagra. You know, now our British power in the East is not as strong as before, and our damn European compatriots are unwilling to help. These treacherous guys are not even as good as bitches. In the end, Bob exhaled a mouthful of thick phlegm at the weeds around him angrily.
"Dear Bob, pay attention to your appearance. We are soldiers of the British Empire, not those ruffian." An officer who had never spoken couldn't help frowning after seeing Bob's vulgar behavior.
Major Bob immediately apologized to this person. I'm sorry, dear Count Cheliman, I'm sorry for my behavior, but I still think that our European compatriots are a group of unbeliefed and capricious.
"We are all very clear about this, but the problem is that we need their help now, and they also need us, because although they unite with those Chinese to drive our British Empire out of this land and divide it up, they are also afraid that it is rapidly becoming powerful. The East is the ruler of the East with the surname of expansion and aggression, the head of state.
"Because this empire is too close to the fat land full of gold and jewelry. The excellent diplomats of our British Empire have spent countless efforts and finally got some due rewards. Otherwise, we can't leave Penang and come here at all. Li." Count Cheliman moved his body uncomisably. The khaki Indian servant uniform on his body really made him feel extremely difficult to see. As an excellent aristocrat who often wanders in the aristocratic social circle, he would actually wear such an inappropriate dress without some decoration and trimming lace. Clothing, I have to say that this is a kind of torture.
However, when he thought of his mission, Count Cheliman was full of fighting spirit. Yes, for the prosperity and prosperity of the British Empire, and for the British Empire to re-establish this land in the East, he must do so.
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This time, he came to India. His mission was to try his best to persuade these Indians and the Mughal Empire to unite against those Chinese, while his European compatriots, those Westerners from other countries, kept silent about it, but quietly gave some convenience and help. However, no matter what conditions the Earl of Cheliman gives, they are never willing to stand up at this time and blatantly stand on the side of the British and Indians.
These damn guys are indeed the same as Major Bob said. They were just watching the play nearby. Nine times out of ten, they were eager for the British, Indians and the Chinese to fight to death. In the end, they came to make a profit from it.
But now, the British have to use the help of those Indians who let them ride under their buttocks to make countless promises, and even give some distressing conditions, which appeases these Indians who do not have a good impression on the British, and And willing to help them.
Thinking of a series of conditions such as Britain's payment of 20,000 fire, hundreds of thousands of bullets, and the fact that it no longer invaded Uttar Pradesh, recognized the Mughal Empire's rule over India, and promised to deal with other Europeans with the Mughal Empire after driving away the Orientals, Count Cheliman, in addition to those who must In addition to the promise of real money and money, I don't care about the conditions such as rule and no longer invading Uttar Pradesh.
Because the British have used such capricious tricks when dealing with the indigenous people in the colonies for many times. It is with these means that the British can snatch pieces of fat from the mouths of those former colonial powers again and again.
"Wait, after cleaning up those Chinese and driving our European compatriots out of this land, it will still be a pearl on the crown of His Majesty the King of the British Empire, and no one is allowed to touch it again." The corners of Count Cheliman's mouth raised slightly, showing a ferocious smile.
And in front of their British mission disguised as Indian soldiers, Mir, one of the four auxiliary ministers of the Mughal Empire who controlled the military. Bakshi was very nervous, although he brought out all the elite royal guards of the Mughal Empire this time. He made a special trip to escort them here to negotiate with the Persians, Afghans and the Maart feudal princes who had occupied the north of India and unite to deal with the Chinese.
Although this trip has achieved great results, he did not meet any enemies except for two Chinese rangers when he came, but he was still worried that he would meet those large Chinese troops and those damn Sikh troops.
Yes, in the Punjab region, there are Sikhs who neither recognize Islam nor Hinduism. Although they have a small population, they occupy the rich Punjab region.
There has been a war between these damned Sikhs and the Mughal Empire for hundreds of years, but they can't completely eliminate these damned pagans. Now, the Chinese have appeared and established settlements in the Punjab region. The two sides have begun a fierce war, but they are also all Indians. The enemy who kills people.
Fortunately, this time, the British came, no longer the ambition to invade the Mughal Empire, but peace. To help the Mughal Empire restore its former glory, of course, it costs a price, that is, to unite with the British to drive away the Orientals and those damn Europeans, but for the Mughal Empire, the price is really worth it.
The Mughal Empire hates the Chinese who control the fattest land near the Indus Plain and the Ganges River. Those damn Chinese occupy the richest and the two most fertile plains of the Mughal Empire, although those Chinese are currently underpopulated. 500,000, and they don't have many troops, but they are only stuck in the most critical towns in the two river basins. Multan on the Indus Plain, Qu Nv City on the Ganges Plain, and the estuary of two rivers, they come and go by river ships.
Although there are many Indians, the combat effectiveness of those damn Chinese troops is really frightening. The local kings of Uttar Pradesh wanted to erase the city of Namuttan and Qu Nv City several times, but each time they suffered a lot of losses and had to sign a non-aggression agreement.
However, at any time, there are more and more Orientals, squeezing the living space of the Indians in the two river basins. This time, if the British hadn't vigorously supported a large number of weapons, maybe those greedy and afraid of death would not be willing to send troops at all.
At the thought of a large number of fire bullets and those bullets, the important minister of the Mughal dynasty was full of confidence in his heart. Those Orientals just relied on the strength of the firearms in their hands, which made the troops of Uttar Pradesh and the Mughal Empire, which were almost full of machetes and bows and arrows, fled in confusion. Now, with Britain With human assistance, this important minister believes that it won't take too long at all, and those Orientals will only be able to leave the land of India in frustration.
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In the middle of Mandalay, the capital of Myanmar, the typical Southeast Asian architectural palace looks so brilliant. In its early 50s, Meng Yun, the contemporary monarch of the white Gongbang Dynasty, looked at the Westerner sitting at the top, a British envoy from Penang, looking at the beauty placed in the center of the palace. The Western gadget frowned tightly.
"Dear His Majesty, our British Empire is willing to make peace with the Kingdom of Myanmar forever, and has brought our sincerity. Isn't it enough to have 3,000 of the world's best muskets and 50 guns?" The British envoy seemed to see the hesitation in the monarch's eyes and said again. The Qing Dynasty, this giant, has now fallen into chaos. There are cults in their country, and a general of the Qing Dynasty has defected to his motherland and is trying to overthrow the rule of the Tatars. They have no time to control the affairs here at all.
"However, if I offend this huge empire, the consequences will be very terrible." Meng Yun raised his head and looked at the British envoy and said lightly.
"I know this, but my distinguished His Majesty, please don't forget that the huge empire has launched several invasions against your country. Yes, the shameless acts of aggression will repel your country tenaciously and bravely, and even make them lose many excellent generals. If it weren't for your grandfather Meng Bobi With kindness and hope to live in peace with that empire, he sent envoys to make peace. I believe that the final losers should still be them.
Hearing the British envoy talking about the war that Myanmar was proud of and his meritorious grandfather, Meng Yun couldn't help smiling a few more: "You are flattered, Mr. Fox. Although we in Myanmar have repelled the invasion of that empire several times, the problem is that we also spent money. With great human and material resources, and now our Kingdom of Myanmar has only gained more than 20 years of peace. We are now..."
"Dear Your Majesty, we are willing to recognize that the land east of the Nagga Hills in Assam is the inherent territory of the Kingdom of Myanmar. Of course, we will also send you another 2,000 muskets and 30 artillery guns to maintain the strength of the King of Myanmar's [[***] team."
"...impossible." Meng Yun shook his head, but his eyes were no longer calm, but beating with scorching greed and possession. Because the price you offered is too low.
(to be continued)