Chapter 591 It's them! It's the flag of the oriental pirates!
At this moment, the sky is already bright, and the sun is hanging high in the sky, scattering heat wantonly. All kinds of tropical plants grow freely into various strange patterns. In the jungle, countless snakes and ants and birds seem to be frightened by outsiders and fled in a hurry.
"The Englishman who said the dog really made Commander Li right. He actually took the opportunity to go north to take more land." Looking at the dense forest in the distance through the telescope, you can see that a large number of armed men are coming this way, and the bright red uniform of the British army is particularly dazzling in the dense forest.
"Damn it, it seems that there are a lot of people. I guess there must be three or four thousand people, right? Damn it." Even the instructor next to him couldn't help swearing.
"Let the brothers cheer up and be ready to fight at any time, let them hold the flag as high as possible, and let those British white ghosts see clearly whose flag it belongs to." Ruan Cheng gritted his teeth and sneered.
Major Clive, the advance camp of the colonial army of the East India Company, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He took a kettle from the guard's hand and poured a few mouthfuls. The supposedly cool spring in the kettle had already been a little hot under the hot sun, which made Major Clive even more unhappy. He reached out and patted his face and neck, cursing the poisonous and dangerous jungle and the poisonous sun that could dry people.
Soon, the messengers who hurried from the rear interrupted his complaints, and the messengers of Brigadier General Jeff, the commander of the Anglo-Arab coalition, stood in front of him. Major, Brigadier General Jeff asked us to speed up a little more. We are five hours late.
"Okay, I see. Please tell the brigadier general that we will move forward as fast as possible and arrive at Gaobo East City before two o'clock in the afternoon." Major Clive replied anxantly.
Looking at the back of the messenger leaving, Major Clive couldn't help spitting thick phlegm on the ground. Major, I think we should hurry as soon as possible. Brigadier General Jeff has a bad temper. Next to him, the company commander, Captain Waite, came over and said.
"Let's go, who let us be a group of losers who have been captured by the Orientals for two years." Major Clive's face showed a trace of helpless bitterness. Two years ago, he was an excellent major in the colonial army of the British Empire, and he would soon be promoted. However, no one expected that they ambitiously wanted to go to the country covered with silk and tea trees to harvest wealth. With honor, he fell out of the trap of the damn oriental robber and became an unlucky prisoner of war.
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Two and a half years are like a long nightmare. In India, the life of hugging the enchanting girl, tasting wine, and sleeping in the goose down ** has gone away from them. Their excellent and proud British army and navy have become laborers with their hands full of cocoons, working hard in exchange for A little food wrapped in the abdomen.
I can only stay in the big rooms like pigsty every day, smell the unspeakable stench from the nearby hut, and sleep with the bites of fleas and mosquitoes. Only on the day of the month at the end of each month can they have a rest and eat a little greasy broth and bread, as well as fruits, which is already the best enjoyment of his prisoner-of-war life.
Finally, two and a half years later, they finally waited for freedom. Yes, when they saw the merchant ship flying the flag of the British Empire to pick them up and leave the Kowloon, which was called the city of nightmares by British prisoners of war, almost all the prisoners of war cried with joy. They hugged together.
However, no one expected that when they arrived in Penang and were about to enjoy beauty and freedom, the damn military order forced them to take up arms again to fight.
However, the only gratifying thing is that their enemies are no longer the Chinese army as terrible as demons, but the Burmese army that are no different from the indigenous Indian troops they encountered in India.
Victory, again and again, let them gradually regain their long-lost confidence. Those enemies in ancient armor, with big knives and spears, and occasionally riding beasts like elephants to charge them, fell one by one under the gunfire and muzzle of their British Empire, or He cried and fled to the distance.
The pride and superiority of the British Emperor [***] seemed to have returned to their former prisoners of war in just two months. Until a few days ago, when the Brigadier General Jeff from London, England, asked them to march north again, in any case, they had to seize them before those Chinese troops. When he increased the bargaining chips with the Chinese Empire and tried to get more colonial and wealth benefits from Myanmar, Major Clive knew that the nightmare had been lingering in his heart, and the fear and hatred for the empire had been lurking in his heart.
However, the elements of fear are far greater than hatred. I have to say that two and a half years of physical and mental torture have given them a deep understanding of the strength and iron blood of Liang Pengfei, the current leader of the empire. When Brigadier General Jeff made this request, he was attacked by almost all the heroes who had been prisoners of war [*** The opposition of the officials, including, of course, Major Clive.
Because they are deeply afraid of the combat effectiveness of the emperor, it is clear that with the strength of the British Empire in the eastern colonies, it is absolutely impossible to compete with that empire. However, the Brigadier General Jeff, who had just come to Penang from England, foolishly turned them back. Yes, it is a sign of cowardice of a group of cowards.
At this time, Edmund, the only governor of Penang who could hold Brigadier General Jeff and head of the British East India Company Oversight Committee. Viscount Burke is on his way back to Penang at this moment. Therefore, they could only accept the order of the stupid and arrogant Brigadier General Jeff and move forward.
"Flag, look, there is a flag!" A soldier walking in front suddenly shouted loudly, so that the soldiers who were traveling through the dense forest couldn't help but stop in astonishment and looked in the direction of the soldier's raised arm.
"My God..." Seeing the blood-red flag at the mouth of the valley in front of him, Major Clive felt that his blood was almost frozen by the chill rising from the inside. It's them! It's the flag of the oriental pirate!" The next moment, Major Clive's howling as sharp as a Malay orangutan resounded in the dense forest.
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Jev, who was sitting in the chariot and staggering to sleep, must have been woken up by the anxious report of his guards. What's the matter? What happened? Brigadier General Jeff, who weighed nearly 200 pounds, opened his eyes and said dissatisfiedly to the guard who stood on the ground and raised his head to maintain a salute posture.
"Your Excellency, Major Clive of the advance battalion found that there were an unknown number of Chinese emperors [***] teams in the Mengli Pass in front of them. In order to prevent unnecessary misunderstandings from the other party, they have stopped moving forward." The guard did not dare to neglect, and immediately replied.
"What are you talking about?!" Brigadier General Jeff couldn't help staring at the gray eyes. You mean that Clive's coward found traces of the Chinese army in front of him? Do you know how far it is from Magui City? It's 95 miles, and it's nearly 200 miles from Mandalay, the capital of Myanmar, which is twice our distance. We immediately set off when we got the news that Mandalay was attacked. In less than two days, did those Chinese troops fly over?!"
"General, this news has been confirmed. It is indeed the flag of the Eastern Empire." The guard couldn't help but resist the spitting star spit out by Jeff.
"Bastard, these idiots, hurry up, I'm going to see it in person!" Brigadier General Jeff cursed the elephant slave to drive the elephant faster.
When he arrived at the advance camp guarded outside the Mengli Pass, the army defending the Mengli Pass had already sent messengers. On behalf of the 63rd Division of the Zhongnan Field Army of the Chinese Empire, I would like to warn you that you have violated the agreement between us. Your British and Arakan coalition forces should be in Magwe City, not here. Ruan Youjiang, the commander of the special reconnaissance company, stood in front of Major Clive, as if turning a blind eye to the British and Arab allied soldiers around him, and was warning Major Clive there.
"Remajor Clive, what is this yellow ghost talking about?" After getting off the chae, he came over with a civilized stick under his armpit, arrogantly glanced at the Chinese army messenger with an inverted pot on his head, and asked casually.
"Your Excellency. This is the representative of the Chinese emperor [***] team. They think we have crossed the border. Although Major Clive had a lot of dissatisfaction with the brigadier general, he did not dare to show it in front of him.
"Real, we crossed the line? It's ridiculous. You tell this short, thin and malnourished yellow ghost that the pace of our British emperor's [[***] team can't be stopped by any person or country. Let him take his soldiers out of this mountain pass, because our army will always go north and then north. Myanmar is our British. Imperial, not theirs!" Brigadier General Jeff's speech is in line with the declaration of an excellent and arrogant senior British general to those barbaric and backward peoples.
However, when he heard his words, Major Clive's expression became extremely ugly, because he knew very well that his boss obviously regarded the giant of the Chinese Empire as something like Myanmar, India or the New World, in front of the powerful army of the British Empire. A barbarian country that doesn't have much resistance.
(to be continued)