Chapter 740. A feast for crows
There has been no major event for more than 100 years, but in 1649, in just one April, two epic battles broke out, first experiencing the great victory of Subali, and then the Mughal Empire suffered an unprecedented defeat.
And not defeated by the enemy, but by the butcher's knife of his own people.
I'm afraid that the central army of Justtampur will be frustrated, and the backbone of Bangladesh will still be under the command of the four military governors, if he stabilizes his position, with the 3,000 men and horses that Wu Sangui flickered over, how can he still go to the sky?
But driven by the desire for power, when he heard the Nawab give the head, he didn't even have time to distinguish the truth from the false. Jabr had already rushed to kill the governor Danathan, who threatened his succession, and the Damascus scimitar, who had been hiding the elite mercenaries of Lapjet all day, drank the blood of his own people.
I didn't expect Mir. Jabr was so crazy that he focused all his energy on the frontal battlefield, Danatan just turned around and ran, and the knights on the right wing, who had been in charge of supervising the battle, collapsed with a bang.
Without the custody of these foreign conquerors, the Bengali Suba light infantry, whose morale was negative, was even more dispersed in an uproar, and 50,000 people fled backwards overwhelmingly. The cavalry of Gabr, Holstein and others rushed away.
In just ten minutes, the invincible Bengali army had fallen into an irretrievable rout, no matter who had lost their armor and fled backwards, the precious Damascus scimitars were thrown everywhere, and the surviving war elephants with blindfolded eyes raised their noses and screamed in fear, but no one cared about these war monsters anymore.
To tell the truth, there were not many casualties in this war, a total of 3,000 men and horses, and they were killed all day, but they only killed more than 2,000 opponents, which was nothing compared to the 20,000 heads of the Subalimaratha people thrown on the battlefield, but the impact was unprecedented, marking the collapse of the ruling order of the Mughal Empire and the glorious coronation of the new king.
Panting, instead of the double-handled goose wing knife, Wu Sangui was also like crazy, the sticky blood covered his face, the deep scar left by the fifty horsemen to save his father in the past was particularly obvious under the blood decoration, and he held the big knife high in excitement, Wu Sangui roared wildly.
It's been three years! His ambition was completely fulfilled!
…………
The three-headed war elephants that Justinpur had worked so hard to keep were in the hands of Wu Sangui in the end, and he was not interested in these giant-toothed wolf teeth at all, and the three Mughal gods of war were reduced to senior transporters in the Ming army in the blink of an eye, dragging the Ming army's Hongyi cannon to the north.
Basically, the military power of Bengal was disintegrated, so only 3,000 people, swaggering and swaggering through the vast land of Bengal, on May 8, with half of the left mercenary regiment full of dreams of making a fortune, successfully arrived in front of Chittagong.
Even the Zuo Army, who had been in the Central Plains, was short of breath when facing this city.
The gold-plated white marble mosque stands magnificently in the sunset, the golden dome exudes an intoxicating metallic luster, one after another is somewhat similar to the Dongjiang cement building, but the decoration is more gorgeous, the exotic two-story marble building forms a neat block, even the stone on the porch is inlaid with precious Persian cat's eye, in the garden, all kinds of exotic flowers and plants blooming in full spring compete for beauty, and there are all kinds of mixed-race beauties from Central Asia hiding behind the porch, Look at these new conquerors with fear.
In the next second, after a cheer, the entire left army instantly turned into a beast, its pupils were blood-red from greed, and a madman rushed into the city like a madman.
I don't know how much effort it took to collect the garden was trampled at will, the exquisite statues fell to the ground, the carved stone pillars were smashed by the butts and hilts of the guns, just to pick off the gems on them, the beautiful Arab slave girls were held on the shoulders by the dirty mercenaries in the frightened screams, and they kicked open a mahogany door at will and broke in, and then the cracking of the cloth and the screams of the women were heard.
I don't know how many famous paintings and portraits with artistic gold content, out-of-print ancient Persian books, Egyptian papyrus manuscripts were thrown into the flames and turned into ashes, the runaway Ming army was not much stronger than the Mongols, the Huns, these nomadic peoples, the Mughal in Bengal nearly a hundred years of history, economy, cultural accumulation suffered an unprecedented catastrophe.
As for the wolf head of this wolf pack, it is naturally the best, Nawab does not know whether he is alive or dead, and the wolf tooth janissaries have already collapsed, with dozens of old brothers of Guanning Iron Cavalry, Wu Sangui easily occupied the palace of the Great Mosque in Jastanpur.
In the past, he Wu Sangui gave gifts, exquisite silk, heavy silver, and priceless gems were sent inside, but now, he Wu Sangui has finally become the owner of this Bangladesh treasury, even if he, looking at the two steel gates suddenly opened, even if he is as strong as him Wu Sangui, his breathing can't help but become short, and his pupils are enlarged to the extreme for the golden light in front of him in an instant.
Beginning on May 8, Wu Sangui and his men plundered the capital city of Bengal for a whole week, and when he led his army away, the exquisite city that had embody the efforts of craftsmen for I don't know how many years had been reduced to ruins, even the gold leaf on the dome of the Great Mosque had been stripped off, and the mansions of the knights of the feudal towns were in shambles, as if they had encountered a typhoon.
When they entered the city, there were more than 3,800 people, but when they left the city, the team swelled to 12,300 people, and the painting and carving craftsmen in the city, the beautiful Persian slave girls, and the Arab slave girls were led out of the city like strings of grasshoppers, and the sturdy black slave mules resisted the heavy chests, and occasionally in the cracks of the boxes, the gold and silver coins of the whole weight fell down with a clatter.
No one knows how much wealth Wu Sangui has looted from this ancient capital, but this time, the Wu family is super rich even after more than a hundred years in the Ming Dynasty, countless exquisite works of art from Central Asia and India are the precious collection of his family, and the heads of the Wu family in the past generations are even famous as collectors and philanthropists, but behind this glamorous and glamorous, few people can remember Wu Sangui's bloody hands.
Before Wu Sangui returned to Calcutta, the port towns that had withered due to the war once again bloomed prosperously, and they were unprecedentedly prosperous! Knowing the atrocities of Wu Sangui's army in Chittagong, the East India Company was like a vulture that smelled carrion, and in just over a month, the originally unknown Kolkata stronghold instantly became crowded with merchants, piles of cement building materials, a whole ship of fine wine and cigarettes, and all kinds of delicacies and luxury goods from the vast Southeast Asia were stuffed into the port as if they didn't need money, and Calcutta, which had already fallen to a population of 10,000, actually skyrocketed to more than 50,000 in a short period of time.
It was too late to build storefronts, and one by one in the Ming Dynasty, those loud time-honored century-old stores, the newly plucked wealthy companies directly set up simple tents outside the city, with abacus and account books, and opened for business directly.
These black-hearted capitalists are like scavenging crows, waiting expectantly for the leftovers left behind by the ferocious predators.
Not disappointed by their wait, at the end of May, the bandit was welcomed back to Calcutta like a hero, with a load of booty.
It was like a crazy robbery, the white silver and the thick Imperial Bank silver notes were frantically stuffed forward by the merchants, to buy the spoils of these soldiers, bags of gems the size of dates, diamonds the size of bird eggs, and leather Persian carpets were plucked from these soldiers, and before they understood what was going on, the burden on the mercenaries of the left army who went out on the expedition was several times more than ten times, all of which were heavy silver.
How many thick tickets are in their pockets, even these mercenaries themselves don't know, the unimaginable wealth in this life hangs on their bodies, and the left troops who came out of the market one by one are simply stupid.
But they didn't be stupid for long, a pair of eyes were once again blood-red, just returned from the paradise of Jida, the second heaven beckoned to them again, in order to serve this group of masters, the East India Company spent time to gather half the world's cooks, Shaanxi's rice skin, meat buns, Shanxi's vinegar dumplings, Henan's native buns, thousands of miles away even these well-dressed beasts were moved by this mouthful of rustic taste, almost with tears in the corners of the eyes, I don't know how long the mercenary soldiers have been away from their hometown plunged into the wine shop again, and the silver tickets they just got in their hands were stuffed directly without even looking at how much, grabbing these hometown delicacies, and they were not afraid to eat and gobble up and stuff them into their mouths.
This is just the beginning, and then what kind of crime is really there, Yangzhou Mingji wearing Hanfu, the dice table of golden silk nanmu, and the bags of cigarettes piled high, really as Wu Sangui promised, the fragrant wine is stacked without edges, and it can really be said that there are all kinds of pornography, gambling and drugs.
With those delicacies from their hometowns in their mouths, the group of soldiers cheered and rushed into this second paradise, spending their money like dirt.
It's just that Wu Sangui didn't have the cheers of the soldiers and the excitement of victory at this time, but was full of apprehension, and stopped at the gate of the branch office of the East India Company.
There was really a beautiful Tang woman with a plump body waiting for him, seeing him come in, put down the abacus at hand, the beauty smiled elegantly and lifted the corner of her skirt, and a sweet voice came out of her small mouth.
"The slave family has seen Lord Wu!" Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!