The terrible stalemate stiffened in the war room of Dingwu Fort.

On April 17, the Subari battlefield was almost a complete victory, and the army of the Mughal Empire Bengal Suba defeated and annihilated the Marathas of Kulna in central Bengal, but soon the Wise United East India Company was declared illegal, and Navabjasthanpur immediately pointed the finger at Kolkata, the largest port of the company in Bangladesh.

However, it is now April 27, and the opinions of the two top military commanders are still not in agreement on the attack of the Bengal army, whether to fight or defend.

After a cowardly roar, the entire command fell into a terrible dead silence, although he was sarcastically ridiculed by Wu Sangui in person, his face was blood-red, but Zuo Mengeng just gasped and didn't say a word.

Since last year, the Zuo army has really suffered a catastrophe comparable to the defeat of Zhu Xianzhen since its establishment, Wuchang fell, the commander Zuo Liangyu vomited blood and died, more than 20,000 people were left in the more than 300,000 troops were beaten, and they did not dare to continue to fight with the Dashun army, and the young marshal Zuo Mengeng took the remnants of his subordinates to cross the Yangtze River and surrender to the Xuzhou army.

But Mao Jue started as a warlord, how could he tolerate the addition of another warlord under his command? The surrender conditions given by the Northern Ming Dynasty to Zuo Mengeng were either to give 10,000 taels of silver, the title of earl, and separate the troops, and he could go to Hangzhou Jingshi Jinan and Liaodong to retire anywhere, or he could train in Tainan and become a mercenary group under the command of the East India Company, and go to Tianzhu.

Otherwise, annihilate on the spot!!

After the selection and rectification of the huge sea in Tainan, 21,000 people were left with only one corps of 8,000 regular troops, and all the rest were turned into reserves, and they could only get one-third of the salary, and these troops were all the capital of Zuo Mengeng!

How could he agree to take it to fight with the Indians, and besides, it was still such a disparity in combat power of 8,000 to 70,000!

But why did Wu Sangui stimulate the Maratha rebellion, it was to gather the imperial troops of the whole Bengal, he knew the advantages and disadvantages of the Ming people, after all, it was tens of thousands of kilometers away from the Ming Dynasty, and he wanted to conquer Bengal city by city, he didn't have the capital to spend! The quickest and most successful way is to defeat the main force of Nawab in a battle, and imprint the word strong in the minds of the subjects of the entire Bengal and even the entire Mughal Empire!

The Tianzhu people don't pay attention to loyalty, righteousness and shame, didn't the Mughals come in by force? They are loyal only to the strong.

"General Wu, although you are the governor of Calcutta of the company, I am the commander of the mercenary regiment of the Left Army! I'll say it again, if General Wu wants to hit the stone with an egg, I have no opinion, but you can mobilize my subordinates, no way! ”

seemed to be tired of this endless argument, and finally left a cruel sentence to break the opportunity, Zuo Mengeng turned around and wanted to walk out of this war room, but he had just crossed Wu Sangui's shoulder, and suddenly a loud sound sounded, and at the door, more than a dozen soldiers broke in suddenly, and the flintlock pistol pointed gloomily, directly on the head of Zuo Mengeng and several of his cronies.

Wushi Zitong raised his hands, and Zuo Mengeng, who reacted immediately, roared angrily: "The surname is Wu, what do you mean?" Do you want to rebel? ”

"It's not interesting! Just ask Lord Zuo to sit here for a while and drink some tea! ”

Completely lost patience, and the picture is poor! Wu Sangui tilted his shoulders like a soldier, waved his arms with a sneer, and immediately took Monk Hewlett-Packard and Director Henry turned around and walked out of the war room.

Following him, the riflemen of Guan Ning's remnants also retreated, but the two doors were slammed shut with a hula, and then the sound of ping-pong came from outside the door.

It was so angry that his eyes were red, Zuo Mengeng slammed the door like an angry bear, and at the other end, Hao Xiaozhong, the general of the Left Army, picked up the chair and smashed it at the window, with a bang, the wooden shutters were smashed, and the chair was also broken.

"Young marshal, what should I do?"

What else can I do? Listening to the questions of his subordinates, Zuo Mengeng gasped again and kicked the door, jumping and roaring: "Wu Sangui, Lao Tzu is not finished with you!! ”

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Outside the gate, more than a dozen large wooden planks were knocked on the wall by ping-pong, and the East India Company people also pulled a few wheelbarrow bricks, plastered them with cement and built a layer at the door.

"I'll leave it to you! One day after I leave, I'll ask Zuo Menggeng's subordinates to come and pick up people! ”

Interests have no borders, listening to Wu Sangui's orders, Henry carried a flintlock pistol, and learned a Ming military salute very respectfully, but his eyes were full of greed, and he replied in a high-spirited tone: "Don't worry, the governor will go and get the wealth of the Jida treasury!" As long as my eyes don't die, no one will be able to step over my corpse! ”

This guaranteed that Wu Sangui always had an awkward feeling, but he was in no mood to think about what was wrong, so he patted Henry on the shoulder, and with a few subordinates, he hurriedly went out of the city.

The Dingwu Fort was occupied by the inhabitants of Calcutta, and the vacated residential areas outside the city became temporary military camps, where the mercenaries of the Left Army were wilting in the streets, fanning the wind, smoking cigarettes and pouring cheap sugar cane wine, and they did not look like regular soldiers.

In Tainan for more than half a year, they can be tossed miserable, they get up before dawn to run and exercise, every day in the military posture for a morning, originally heard that they can only get one-third of the salary, the left army is rushing to be the main army, but after the cruel military training, these strong men who tossed want to call their mothers.

It's not that there is no resistance to the bombing, Zuo Liangyu's army comes from all over the world, what kind of ruffians and hooligans, Liangshan heroes do not, only on the first day of military training, there are more than a dozen junior officers who take the lead in rebellion.

However, good guys, stationed in Tainan, the 13th Army Corps in Jiangnan formed by the former Yiwu soldiers came with a regiment of 800 people, and beat more than 2,000 riotous left troops with their bare hands, and those rebel officers hung themselves on gallows in front of the whole army, and the army is also the king with a big fist! The frightened Left Army could only let them toss.

Here came Calcutta, the heat was a little hotter, but at last there was no more terrible instructor of the Thirteenth Legion, and a bunch of fellows were wandering again.

But just when these left troops had a rare holiday, a snaress drum suddenly sounded violently, almost like a conditioned reflex, those who squatted in the pit and diarrhea directly lifted their pants, and ran over in a big stride, messy to the sound of neat footsteps, and a combat regiment of 8,000 people quickly assembled in the school field in the northern suburbs of Calcutta.

Zuo Mengeng is really a chick, patronizing and arguing with Wu Sangui, he didn't notice that in a few days, Wu Sangui actually infiltrated his left army, and the one on the stage was Ma Shixiu, a veteran of the left army.

Then in the eyes of the soldiers of the three armies, Wu Sangui led more than a dozen subordinates and broke in.

really like a second-rate man, a ruffian looked like a ruffian dangling in front of a private in the second row of the regiment at the front of the left army, in the nervousness of the guy who was more than one meter eight and estimated to be from a strong man in the Central Plains, Wu Sangui was familiar with reaching into his crotch, and immediately found a black pottery bottle.

"What's this?"

didn't dare to snatch it back, but Zuo Jun didn't show weakness on his lips, and snorted coldly: "What's the matter with you?" ”

didn't get angry, unscrewed the stopper, and in the distressed eyes of the left army, Wu Sangui actually poured a sip with his head high, but the next second, he snorted, and a mouthful of wine sprayed on the placket of the left army's uniform.

"Swill!"

"I'll pay you back!"

The bottle was stuffed back into the private's hand, and under the annoyed gaze of a large group of left troops, Wu Sangui staggered up to the general's platform, and walked in front of Ma Shixiu.

Under the stunned gaze of those leftists, his opening remarks were also extraordinary.

"Brethren? Want to get rich? ”

"The surname is Wu, what do you mean?"

On the first day that the left army came, Wu Sangui fought with Zuo Mengeng in person, and everyone was from the old Ming army, and there were even people below who had been thieves and fought with him, and some people immediately shouted very disrespectfully.

This time, his temper is surprisingly good, he didn't say anything angry at all, shaking his head, Wu Sangui's voice actually rose, and he hummed full of ruffians: "What are you doing?" Take you guys to blow up and make a fortune! ”

Before he could say anything more, he had already pulled his fingers and counted.

"Two taels of military salaries a month, get rid of eating, drinking, and Lazar, and buy two sets of clothes, there are only 500 left, even if you search like a housekeeper, you are counted as ten taels of silver a year, and you can only mix one hundred taels of silver if you are a soldier for ten years, and even if you have the life to go back, the current land price is only ten acres of thin fields in Henan, and then you have to weigh it when you face the loess with your back to the sky, and you have to weigh it to buy a piece of meat!"

As he spoke, Wu Sangui spat violently again, and hummed with a mouth full of mockery: "Rotten wine like swill!" ”

This is a bit exaggerated, if you have a hundred taels of savings, how can you be a small landlord, but the left army below is silent.

These people were all killed from the turbulent times in the Chongzhen period, and they have not yet begun to enjoy the taste of peace like Beiming.

Wu Sangui is poking at the sore spot of these soldiers.

If Wu Sangui was not a soldier in the later life, he would probably be able to be a sales manager or a fraud leader, and demoted a group of soldiers to the bottom, and then his voice was high-spirited again.

"But this time, the lord will give you a way to make money! I won't lie to you! This financial road is not easy to walk, you may lose your head if you go, but the high risk is also high return, how much money you can get, you don't know, but it is enough for you to drink the strongest wine and smoke the best cigarettes, do you know the empire in Hangzhou? Where are those well-dressed ladies and ladies to pick and sleep casually! Even if you memorize the points to the extreme, and push the pai gow on the dice to lose the dishes, it is enough for you to play for ten and a half days! ”

A fragrant flatbread was painted by Wu Sangui in front of a group of Zuo Jun, listening to his description, these grassroots bastards of various backgrounds didn't know how many people swallowed their saliva.

On the platform, Wu Sangui immediately hooked his fingers again, and several old departments of the Guanning Army pushed and shoved an unlucky indigenous third brother on the platform, and in the curious eyes of the left army below, Wu Sangui went up and slapped more than a dozen big slaps in the face, and the crackling sound of the left army was sour.

The third brother, who was in his twenties and in the prime of life, was also stunned, and simply knelt on the ground in a daze, pointing at this goods, Wu Sangui shouted in an oily tone.

"Look clearly, it's to do such cowardice! Lao Tzu is almost catching up with the philanthropist! If you have the courage to mix some good things, go to the north gate of Dingwu Fort with Lao Tzu to assemble, and if you are willing to drink swill, you will continue to nest here! This bear-like one doesn't deserve to be rich, walk! ”

It's really chic, after a speech, Wu Sangui shook his head and tail, led more than a dozen of his subordinates to turn around and leave, and followed him, Ma Shixiu, a veteran of the left army, followed and went down, this scene, as if the entire army was boiling a pot, there was a fierce commotion.

With a bang, the black clay jar that was stewed by Wu Sangui was smashed to pieces, and the Henan man who was sprayed was the first to come out