Chapter 581 The Yangtze River enters the estuary--

"No, I will never allow it. How can you do this?! The city of Myanvali is right in front of our eyes. We can capture it at any time. How can you leave now? Colonel Freeman feels that he is going crazy. Don't these damn Indians have any credibility?

Before, the plan to attack Multan City was forced to be temporarily stopped because of the group of Chinese 1st and 17th Division that occupied the city of Myanvali. The coalition army waved its division north, but the annoying Chinese cavalry was not very annoying, and finally arrived at the city of Myanvali, waiting for these damn Indian and indigenous coalitions to find this The inconspicuous small town began to become a difficult bone because of those Chinese troops, and the complaints began to spread among the coalition forces.

Every time the coalition attacks the city, it seems to be so careful, not only to guard against the artillery fire in the city, but more importantly, to guard the Chinese cavalry wandering on the periphery of the coalition. The haunted cavalry regiment is like the cloud hovering on the heads of the coalition soldiers.

It was precisely because of the existence of the cavalry that the logistics of the coalition army became heavy, and it had to send more troops to transport food and fodder. No one expected that at this time, the messenger from Delhi, the capital of the Mughal Empire, could arrive at the coalition camp unharmed unharmed, which brought more unfortunate. When the senior officials of the coalition army learned that the barrier of Delhi, the capital of the Mughal Empire, was attacked, a considerable number of people first gloated, but then came a chilly panic.

No one expected that the Chinese army would launch a direct army to the capital of the Mughal Empire despite their troops being trapped in the city of Mianwali.

Among the coalition forces, nearly 20,000 soldiers were soldiers of the Mughal Empire. After receiving the message from the messenger, the general of the Mughal Empire who came to help immediately expressed his wish to return to Delhi, which triggered the almost crazy roar of Colonel Foreman.

"It's not a matter of your permission, Mr. Colonel, please note that this is India, not your British territory." The Mughal general Harif glanced coldly, stood up, and nodded arrogantly to the commander of the coalition army, Asaf Jahi: "Your Highness, please forgive me for the sake of the Mughal Empire, we must leave first."

"Doesn't your Mughal Empire believe in keeping promises?" With a gloomy face, Assaf Jahi stared at General Harif of the Mughal dynasty fiercely and gritted his teeth.

"Of course, our Mughal Empire will keep its promise, but we must wait until we deal with those invaders who dare to invade our empire." General Kharif pressed the gorgeously decorated machete at his waist with a disdain. If it hadn't been for those British who refused the request of the Mughal Empire to serve as the commander-in-chief of the coalition on the grounds that the local kings of India were afraid of being annexed by the Mughal Empire again, how would it have been the turn of such a small local prince like Asaf Jahi? Sitting in the middle of the tent.

Asaf Jahi couldn't help slap on the desk and stood up. Harif, don't forget that this alliance is to deal with those damn Chinese, and you will pay the due price for the selfishness of your Mughal Empire!"

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"Dear Prince Asafjahi, I will give your words to our noble majesty," the arrogant Harif sneered.

After a period of time, Lieutenant Colonel Kalu, who had got rid of the shadow of the ambush, once again acted as a peacemaker: "Gentlemen, gentlemen, please calm down, please calm down first, okay? We are allies standing in front of the same front. If we have an infighting at this time, then our enemies will definitely hide and watch jokes. On the one hand, he gave a look at Prince Asafjahi in a position that General Harif could not see.

Asaf Jahi was slightly stunned and understood the intention of the British lieutenant colonel. He scolded the British for being shameless and slandish in his heart, but he had to admit that this was the best way.

"General Harif, you have violated the goals and promises of our coalition forces. Do you agree to temporarily deprive the general of his command until he regains his senses and understands his obligations and responsibilities?" Asafjahi smiled coldly and loudly bewitched the allied commanders present.

"Asafja, you damn bastard, what do you want to do? Do you want to be the main enemy of the Mughal Empire? Harif roared angrily, and the gorgeous sword around his waist had already revealed half of the snowy body.

Asafjahi gave a look and saw that the big men who were standing around the tent were all machete out of their sheaths and surrounded them murderously.

The pair of blood-eating and fierce eyes, and the cold light of the snowy machete, made General Harrif and the two soldiers tremble.

Soon, the indignant General Harif was "invited" to a side account by the bodyguards in the Asafjahi tent and placed under house arrest.

For Asafjashi's move, although it was beneficial to the coalition forces and was recognized by most of the coalition commanders present, there were also some people who worried about whether Asafjashi would conspire with the British to seize the command of his troops.

In this way, although the coalition temporarily avoided the crisis of collapse, it also planted the seeds of distrust within the coalition, and mutual distrust is slowly growing.

In the city of Delhi in the east, the destruction of the city of Mirat made the crumbling rule of Mughal even more dangerous, and the commander-in-chief of the coalition army, Asaf Jahi, used the means to put General Harif under house arrest, so that the news that the 20,000 troops of the Mughal Empire could not be returned to the city of Delhi, Alam II The angry voice of the world echoed throughout the palace. Those important ministers who were originally confident all became mute at this moment and closed their mouths knowingly.

"These idiots, idiots, damn Asaf Jahi, I will definitely turn you Hedraba into ruins, and I will make the women of your Gohir family become the women..." Just as the old-faced Alam II cursed Asaf Jahi with an extremely resentment, a bodyguard hurriedly He rushed into the hall in a hurry. Your Majesty, the keeper of Milat City has come back.

"Are you back?" Alam II was stunned and laughed angrily: "Well, let me see our lovely warrior, General Akshaye, who escaped from the hands of those Chinese."

General Akshaye, who was as fat as a sow to be born, walked into the palace hall with great effort. Facing the smiling Alam II, he quickly crawled on the gorgeous cashmere carpet on the ground. My Majesty, to be able to return to Delhi and see you, this is the blessing of the great God.

"Akshaye, my warrior, how did you escape from the city of Milat? Or have you become a prisoner of war of those Orientals? Aram II's big hands and blue veins with a long knife around his waist came out, and his voice was like a desperate lone wolf.

"My Majesty, the city of Milat is over. Those deserters who should die even forgot to fulfill their responsibilities as soldiers of the Mughal Empire under the fire of the Chinese..." Seeing the performance of Aram II, General Akshaye tried to distinguish himself. In the end, he was still pregnant. A letter from it diverted the attention of Alam II.

After several rounds of artillery fire from the Chinese army, the city guard of Milat, who ordered the soldiers to lay down his weapons and surrender to the Chinese army, handed over the letter to a minister who came to him.

This time, the tone was more severe. In addition to the original conditions, new conditions were added. The Mughal Empire either bowed to the Chinese Empire and admitted that they were a member of the Chinese Empire. Moreover, they could only retain a certain amount of troops. In addition, they had to pay a lot of wealth to carry out this war. Compensation.

If Alam II refuses the last opportunity, what awaits them will be the destruction of the country and the loss of all privileges, even all wealth, and their territory, slaves, even women and surnames will be assigned to those Indians who are willing to cooperate with the Chinese Empire.

"This is impossible!" Alam II shouted loudly and waved the thin ultimatum in his hand in Persian. He wanted to tear the damn note to pieces several times. However, whenever he wanted to work hard, he thought of the consequences of Delhi being occupied by the Chinese, Arama II felt that he did not. There is no way to refuse those damn invaders.

Five days later, the Mughal Empire temporarily appointed Akshaye, who returned to the capital Delhi. General Kohanna is the prime minister and is responsible for negotiating with the Chinese. It is called negotiation. It is just a statement of the Mughal Empire to save face... China's Yangtze River enters the mouth, north of Jiading City, a famous Ming and Qinghai defense and river defense fortress of the Yangtze River: Wusongkou Fort.

After the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the coastal defense has become more and more unbearable. However, since the determination of Jiading, the restoration and construction of the Wusongkou Fort has once again been put on the agenda.

After Liang Pengfei slowly came to the south, the construction of the Wusongkou fort group was already in full swing, and more than 10,000 workers were busy working at the fort site.

And Liang Pengfei, just after a small boat not far from Wu Songkou, looked at the gradually forming battery group with relief. Today, he will take this boat to meet a group of guests who came here.

(to be continued)