Because of the addition of the behemoth of Daming, the East India Company became strong a full hundred years ahead of schedule.

After the Great War of the Ganges, the Mughal rule in Bengal, one of the most powerful and fertile provinces, basically collapsed, and the empire established by the Mongol descendants did not have the complete ritual system of the Central Plains, the primogeniture system, and the succession of each generation of emperors could almost cause turmoil in the empire, and the royal side branches that failed the competition but survived and were driven to the local provinces were equally ambitious.

After Jida was looted by Wu Sangui, Mir. Jabr led his troops to Dhaka, proclaimed it the new capital of Bengal, and appointed himself the new Nawab, and the governor of Danathan, who retreated to Mursi Dabad, immediately accused Mir. Gabr was a traitor to the Empire, and had joined forces with another surviving military governor to raise an army against him, and in this case, another shocking event broke out.

The former Bengali Subanawa Bjasthanpur is not dead! God knows how he managed to escape on the battlefield, although he also paid the price, and one left leg was completely lame, but he survived.

And to the frustration of the two governors of Danathan, Jastanpur did not appreciate it, and his political IQ seemed to be completely wiped out with a lame leg, and he was so angry that Jastampur directly accused Shah Jahan that the surviving military governors were all traitors to the empire, and demanded that the empire crusade against the entire Bengal Suba.

This Temo is embarrassing!

Shah Jahan the Great was also killed in the power struggle of the prince when he was young, and he naturally did not agree to Jasthanpur's accusations, but politics is so complicated, who doesn't have a few political enemies? Because of Jastanpur's accusations, the entire imperial capital of Agra was in an uproar, and the news reached Bengal, which also made these local warlords and oligarchs panic like ants on a hot pot.

It is a very strange sight, in May, several Bangladeshi governors had no choice but to cut off each other's heads and put them on silver plates, but in early June, they were all crowded together, squeezed into Dingwu Fort in West Bengal, Wu Sangui's office.

Coincidentally, Mir. Jabr, Danatan and Wu Sangui are all old acquaintances, with noble blood, and they are also old card friends at the Nawab table.

With a bang, the golden silk sandalwood table produced in Borneo was smashed violently with fists, and several Jingdezhen official kiln dense porcelain tea bowls brought by Luo Yu fell to the ground and hit one, looking at the broken porcelain pieces, Wu Sangui's distressed face twitched.

But he didn't care about his mood at all, and after smashing the table, Governor Mir was still angry, roaring wildly, and his beard spread like a lion.

"Wu Sangui, you simply don't believe your words! Why did you let him go back to Madhya Pradesh alive when he risked his life to bring you the news that the tyrant of Nawab was going to kill your East India Company, and that he had sworn a blood oath with you to kill Justhampur? You're breaking the promise! ”

It seemed that the pressure was not small, and he didn't care that Danatan was still here, so Mir directly shouted out these secrets.

Finally turned his gaze back from the fragments of porcelain on the ground, but Wu Sangui's rather handsome black-bellied face also sank, and he also shouted with some annoyance: "Lord Jabri, I broke the contract of the East India Company, and you didn't get there well, did you?" On the same day, it was agreed to raise the painting as a number, Your Excellency rushed the rear army of Jabr, and I, Wu Sangui, personally cut off the head of this tyrant for you, and welcome you as Bangladeshi Nawab, but look at you! All day! Let the tyrant's army attack our army for a whole day! Our army is 3,000 men! How do you tell me to kill that tyrant! ”

"Besides, in the end, you didn't attack the central army of Jasthanpur, but attacked the troops of our ally Governor Danathan, are you embarrassed to accuse me of someone?"

Seeing Mir's annoyed and somewhat disdainful gaze, Danatan slapped the table impatiently: "Ben Du is loyal to the Empire, when did he make an alliance with you, a foreigner?" ”

Wu Sangui hummed noncommittally, and didn't distinguish anything, this attitude made Danatan, who was able to distinguish words, even more uncomfortable.

After being embarrassed for a while, Wu Sangui knocked on the table and cleared his throat: "Everyone, it doesn't make sense to quarrel now, you are all rebellious in the empire, the emperor is angry, and the corpse is hundreds of miles, and when the time comes, hundreds of thousands of troops will be killed, Wu will not do this business, go back to Daming, but your master's head, it may not be beautiful to put it on a silver plate!" ”

Hearing this, several ambitious Turkish warlords really couldn't help but shudder, Mir. Jabr has now established himself as Nawab, he is a traitor, and Danatan has another military governor, Alaf, although he is not a righteous rebel, but the political arena of the Mughal Empire is darker than that of the Ming Dynasty, and once Madhya Pradesh has pacified Bengal, they will definitely not end well.

I also knew this in my heart, otherwise a few fellows would not have gathered here in Calcutta, and after a shiver, Mir was the first to ask recklessly and impatiently: "The Lord is above!" Lord Wu doesn't want to give up his rights in this Kolkata, does he? If there is any way, you can take it out quickly! ”

Although Danatan didn't make a sound, his old fox-like eyes were staring at Wu Sangui, and his expression was self-evident.

Once the first step is taken, there will never be a turning back on the road to hegemony! Wu Sangui didn't sell it, he knocked on the table with his fingers directly, not to mention, just now Mir was kicking and yelling, nothing happened, he was in two moments, the room leading to the inner room of the office was suddenly pushed open, and then, in the eyes of the three Indian princes of Mongolian descent, more than a dozen Japanese beauties wearing coupling color kimonos and beautiful faces walked in with a few boxes in their arms.

This is also the benefit of breaking into a famous, in the past two months, the Ming immigrants in Kolkata have doubled, reaching a population of 10,000, and these 10,000-year-old vassal states of the Ming Dynasty, the Li family, the Japanese country has also crossed the ocean, and the immigrants have come to a lot of people to beg for a living, so that Wu Sangui has a lot of resources at hand, these courtesans are also gathered at this time, and beautiful women are sometimes more effective than tens of thousands of soldiers.

These things were not light, and a few delicate women struggled to place them on the ground, and with the click of unboxing, the eyes of the three unusually vigorous hairy guys finally moved their eyes away from their low collars and placed them on the contents of the box.

"What is this?"

Ten long boxes simply constituted a small arsenal, the first one was a Liaodong standard rifle without a bayonet, and then the shrunken red-coat cannon, conical shells, howitzer shotguns, honeycomb bullets, and most of the three-plate axe armament started by Mao Jue were piled up here, and he picked up the musket casually, weighed the weight, and asked with confusion.

"If you want to survive the wrath of the empire, the first few have to put aside their grudges and cooperate sincerely, otherwise everyone will have to get out of the way!"

This is the most basic requirement, when Mir and Danatan are also in their hearts, but this one is the most difficult to do, the two old ghosts can't help but glance at each other, from the pupils of both sides, what they see is full of distrust.

But regardless of the intrigue between the two old guys, Wu Sangui briskly pointed to the exquisite sandalwood boxes.

"The second is the munitions, in order to save the Calcutta stronghold, Wu smuggled 30,000 sample rifles of the Ming army, 30 red-clothed broken military cannons, 40,000 boxes of ammunition and various shells through his connections in the high-level."

"But the price is not cheap, a flintlock pistol of forty silver rupees, a cannon of fifty thousand, a round of two hundred such cones, fifty shrapnels, and a honeycomb."

"It's too expensive!!"

Before Wu Sangui finished his introduction, Mir almost threw away the pistol in his hand, his beard opened up with his panting again, and he shouted angrily: "Don't think about it when we're done, you still want to blackmail us at this time, damn stranger!" ”

"Blackmail?"

Listening to the translation of the interpreter's rap, Wu Sangui also showed a sneer on his face, reached out and snatched the flintlock pistol, skillfully took out a small paper bag and stuffed it into the chamber, and then stabbed the chamber with a sharp cone bullet, the whole loading time was less than ten seconds, and then Wu Sangui raised the gun violently, squinted his eyes and hit the courtyard.

In Dingwu Fort, several native servants were eating apples, and with a bang, the apples in the hands of one of the servants exploded suddenly, and the huge explosive force made his hands burst with blood, and he screamed miserably, and several servants fled out with their heads in their hands.

Looking at the extra hole in the office window on the third floor, facing Mir's surprised face, Wu Sangui stretched out his hand and threw the hot musket back into his arms, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he actually took out an apple from the fruit bowl on the table, and took a bite of it, while biting the juice and splashing it, he hummed indistinctly.

"A skilled gunner can fire one shot in ten seconds, six shots in a minute, the head of the gun is covered with a bayonet, and it is a melee short spear, with these things, Lao Tzu's 3,000 people can withstand the attack of your 50,000 people for a whole day!"

"I will sell these to the country of the Marathas in the south, and I can sell them if I double them, if it weren't for the business in Calcutta, I wouldn't have to take the risk to get lucky! If a few people think that they can beat the army and war elephants of Madhya Pradesh, they will be loaded and shipped away as if Lao Tzu did not say it! ”

"But, we don't have that much money in our hands!"

Looking at the flintlock pistol that was still hot in hand, Mir's eyes were really hot! The battle of the Ganges tributaries that day, he also saw it completely, if it weren't for the fact that Jastampur couldn't break into the defensive circle of the Ming army anyway, he wouldn't have rebelled ruthlessly, if he had 30,000 rifles in hand, what was he afraid of in Madhya Pradesh?

But after a while, his old face was bitter again.

"But Ben Du doesn't have that much money in his hands!"

"But you are Nawab, and now Bangladesh is all yours! Don't you have taxes? ”

At the mention of this, Wu Sangui, who had been completely profiteerized in Dongjiang, had a sly smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I heard that during the four khanates, the Great Khans contracted the treasury to merchants to obtain more tax profits! Your Highness, I, the East India Company, am also a merchant! ”