Zhu Jinglun doesn't like to be passive, but recently, he has been falling into passivity. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before leaving, the latest news he got was that Bai Gui told him that Huang Zonghan had decided to confirm the news before taking action.

Huang Zonghan learned from Bai Gui that Pa Xiali was taken away by Lin Fuxiang, but Huang Zonghan himself did not receive Lin Fuxiang's return, and he needed to confirm that the internal disunity made Zhu Jinglun more and more unoptimistic about the Qing army.

Zhu Jinglun decided from the beginning that it was impossible for the British to ignore Pashali, in fact, things have developed so far, Pashali's life and death are not important to them, the important thing is that they must react, even if it is an unsuccessful rescue battle, it is better than doing nothing, just like Pashali was going to slap Bai Gui for the Indian soldiers, and would take people out of the city to sweep around in vain, and now that the news of Pashali's imprisonment has come out, the British army will inevitably take action, and the French can be indifferent, But if the British military top brass is also indifferent, it will become a joke when they return home, and political correctness is such a thing, sometimes people have no choice.

The reason why Zhu Jinglun hoped that Huang Zonghan would send troops to threaten was to prevent the British and French forces from mobilizing too many troops, but Huang Zonghan did not cooperate, and the current situation has exceeded Zhu Jinglun's expectations.

The British Navy is undoubtedly the strongest navy in the world, and the naval soldiers are not half a point worse than the elite army in terms of training level, but in terms of honor and will to fight, they far surpass the British Army, so four warships, two hundred navy itself is a strong force, not to mention the participation of the French, two French warships and one hundred naval soldiers, although the naval battle may not be better than the British army, but the landing operation, it will definitely not be bad.

A total of 300 British and French naval soldiers, this force is not Lin Fuxiang's 500 or so veterans of the water battalion can deal with, Zhu Jinglun believes that even if it is an ambush, to annihilate the foreigners, the Qing army needs to prepare at least five times the superior force, otherwise it will be difficult to eat the opponent in one bite.

Now that the Anglo-French coalition has dispatched 300 people, Lin Fuxiang's Xiangyong will not be able to take this force even if they all set up ambushes.

If Huang Zonghan was willing to cooperate at that time, Zhu Jinglun believed that the British and French forces would never dare to take out 300 European soldiers to participate in this mission, at most, a few hundred Indian soldiers would make up the number.

The only hope now depends on whether Lin Fuxiang's conspiracy can succeed, but Zhu Jinglun does not have much hope for this, unless the British and French coalition forces are stupid pigs and rookies with no combat experience at all, it is impossible for the 300 coalition navy to be wiped out by the explosives planted by Lin Fuxiang at once.

The boat was moving forward in the turbulence, Zhu Jinglun silently squeezed in a corner of the cabin, he could not have go, when Hurd came to him, he asked for his opinion, and did not force it, Zhu Jinglun, who was sent by the ghost, agreed, although he could not see hope, it seemed that his participation could improve Lin Fuxiang's chances of winning.

There are also a few translators around, all of them are a little flustered, they are different from Zhu Jinglun, most of them are translators with the army, so they must participate in the actions of the British army, and their salaries are much more generous than Zhu Jinglun. Even so, he can only be remembered in the lowest cabin with Zhu Jinglun, but they have long been accustomed to all this when they grew up in a hierarchical Chinese society.

The ruler is always noble, whether he is a civilian, Manchurian or British.

The fleet moved at full speed, the steam engine and the sails worked together, and it took only two hours to reach the Whampoa Harbor dock, leaving about ten soldiers on each ship to guard the ship, and the other soldiers came ashore, whether they were naval soldiers or marines, all picked up muskets and carried one cannon after another, and headed for their destination.

Due to the tight time, the British and French forces did not find a suitable guide, but they had a more detailed map, although it was not accurate, but the landmark building of the Polo Temple was impressive, and they could find this Pasha Li hidden in this temple through the map, and they could find this temple through the map.

Zhu Jinglun was one of the last to disembark, and although he had little status as a Chinese translator, he did not have to do the same work as carrying artillery and shells.

Hurd is the leader of the translation team, in fact, he himself does not necessarily have to come, but when Pashali is there, he always has to personally lead the troops to clear up, what reason does Hurd have to shirk this mission, in addition, he himself has a strong willingness to participate, and the commander of the coalition forces is also very happy to have a China expert to help them complete this urgent mission.

The coalition forces were very serious, and their team configuration was quite high, with Colonel Thomas Holoway, the highest-ranking officer of the British army in Guangzhou, as the commander-in-chief, staff officers, translation teams, infantry and artillery units, such a complete configuration.

Obviously, this is definitely not aimed at a few jailers who are guarding Pashali, this is for the unusually large-scale combat preparations, which shows that the British and French troops are not as mentally retarded as Lin Fuxiang imagined, they don't believe that Pashali is just being guarded by a few jailers, they may have guessed that Pashali is just a pretense to lure them into the hood. This kind of thinking made Zhu Jinglun even more worried about Lin Fuxiang's plan.

The translation team dragged on to the end, acting with the logisticians, that is, more than 200 Chinese coolies.

The significance of the existence of the translation lies in the fact that if the Anglo-French army surrounded Xiang Yong, it would be used to persuade him to surrender.

Hurd was the leader of the translation team, but he did not act with the translators, but worked directly in the command headquarters, working with the senior officers. It can be seen that despite the influence of the last search for Pashali, the value of Hurd's China expert to the British and French forces has not diminished.

The artillery drawn by the horses around him was still passing through, and soon the gunfire was heard in front of him, and he was connected to fire not far from the dock.

"A fight so soon?"

Zhu Jinglun followed the translation team, unusually low-key, chaotic, it is better not to be too out of line. The sudden gunfire surprised him, and Lin Zhuang told him that Lin Fuxiang's ambush position was around the Polo Temple.

I had never heard of that temple, and that palace was flooded at every turn, because these religious or royal buildings were often relatively high, and the Polo Temple was no exception, where to set up an ambush, so that Lin Fuxiang's troops could have a geographical advantage.

The exchange of fire was sparse, and the army continued to advance, and it was obvious that Lin Fuxiang's resistance could not even delay the advance of the British and French forces, which showed that they could not even stop the opponent's forward.

After walking for two or three miles, the Polo Temple was already close in sight, but the gunfire was still intermittent and did not stop.

The Anglo-French forces began to disperse.

This temple is very large, and later generations are one of the four major sea temples in China. However, the Polo Temple is not dedicated to the Chinese god of the sea, Mazu or the Dragon King, but to a country called Polo.

Legend has it that in the Tang Dynasty, a country called the Baltic Kingdom, sent a fleet to cross the ocean, and finally arrived on the river outside the Polo Temple, landing and defeating the sea god on the shore. There was a messenger named Daxi, who planted a Polo tree on both sides of the Tanah Lot temple. As a result, Daxi's companion forgot Daxi, who planted the tree, and when Daxi finished planting the tree, the companion had already set sail. Da Xi was left here, and he often stood on the hillside and looked into the distance, hoping to see the merchant ships of his hometown, and over time turned into a stone man. Later, the people in the vicinity thought that this matter was strange, so they gave Daxi a statue and called it the god Polo.

Obviously, this kind of mythology is too strong, and in the end it may be a temple built here by a small overseas country according to the customs of its own country, as for the temple called the Polo Temple, it may be a misunderstanding of the translation, anyway, Zhu Jinglun has never heard of a country of the Baltic country, there was a Polo country in the history of India, and there was a mud Borneo country on the south side of the Himalayas.

But this is not important, the important thing is that this temple is indeed a temple established by foreign influence in the Tang Dynasty, which is a product of cultural integration, there were foreign countries to do business in the Tang Dynasty, and now there are foreigners to do business, at that time it was a peaceful exchange, but now it is being hit by others with foreign guns and cannons, is it more civilized for foreigners in the Tang Dynasty? No, it's just that the Chinese of the Tang Dynasty were stronger.

People are weak and bullied, that's all!

The Polo Temple was so large that the British and French forces could not completely surround it, and they could only choose key areas to attack. The headquarters of the coalition forces was placed near the dock, but soon began to move, and Zhu Jinglun and the others followed.

This shows that the Anglo-French offensive is going smoothly and has hardly encountered any resistance, which echoes everyone's expectations, and the translators of the team are also relieved, obviously they have no position, or their position is not on the side of the Chinese.

Sure enough, this time everyone came close to the temple and stopped, and after the gunfire continued for half an hour, Hurd hurried into the tent where the interpreters were.

"The Chinese bandits are surrounded, they can't escape, we intend to persuade them to surrender, who wants to be a messenger?"

Hurd was very excited, but why didn't he go himself, he didn't go, none of the translations he was doing were stupid, who would go?

No one answered, and after a moment of silence, Zhu Jinglun stood up.

"Mr. Hurd, can you elaborate on the current situation?"

Hurd is very pleased that at every critical moment, Zhu Jinglun can always do something.

He explained the current situation in detail. The two hundred British and French troops have entered the Polo Temple, all the entrance and exit gates, high walls, have been captured by the British and French forces, and the enemy is now hiding in a hall to survive, not that the British and French troops could not enter the hall, but according to the confession of several captured Chinese villagers, Pasha Li was in that hall, so the British and French troops hoped to persuade those people to surrender, so as to protect the safety of Pasha Li.

The captives had been released to convey the attitude of the Anglo-French forces, and the other side had offered to exclude the envoys from face-to-face negotiations.

Obviously, the foreigners, including Hurd, did not believe in Xiang Yong's sincerity, and if they dared to arrest Hurd, they would dare to arrest anyone, so they hoped to send an interpreter to negotiate with Xiang Yong.

Zhu Jinglun was also silent, he couldn't be too positive, others were afraid, he was afraid of being suspected.

After a long time, seeing that no one answered, Hurd looked at this, looked at that, and finally looked at Zhu Jinglun.

Only then did Zhu Jinglun sigh: "Since no one is going, let me go." ”

Everyone looked at him.

Zhu Jinglun smiled bitterly and gave everyone his hand.

He said to Hurd: "There is an old lady in the next family, if you can't come back next time, I implore you to help." ”

After speaking, he walked straight out of the tent, and was seriously unspeakable and lonely in others.