Chapter 739: The Outbreak of the Uprising (Part I)
"How so?" The Minister of War, Herbert, was directly dumbfounded, he was quite familiar with the troop layout around Delhi, so he asked suspiciously: "Meerut is the most important fortress in the northeast of Delhi, with 2,000 native British soldiers and 3,000 Indian soldiers. Even if all the Indian soldiers rebelled, these 2,000 British troops could easily quell the rebellion, how could they get out of control? ”
"Your Excellency Herbert, the Earl of Canning did not explain clearly in the telegram, it may be that the officers of Meerut, believing that the situation could be easily controlled, did not notify the reinforcements of the native soldiers elsewhere, and did not pay enough attention to it to act immediately. And the rebels were also very strange, as if they had been organized, and quickly gathered together, cunningly avoiding the battle with the native soldiers in the city of Meerut, and left Meerut, and, as if they had been prepared on the way, they mixed into Delhi in the early hours of the next morning, and most of the garrisons in Delhi were indigenous Indians, and in response to the riot, these Hindus and Muslims soon occupied Delhi. With only two corps of Meerut and Shimla, Earl Canning was unable to attack Delhi, and the situation was out of control, so he called for help. ”
Palmerston paced back and forth after listening to his assistant's explanation, and he was very anxious.
Just now, I was discussing the transfer of troops to the Far East to teach the rebels and the country that established itself as an empire, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen. It is not said that the plan to send troops to the Far East can only be postponed, and the most important thing now is to put down the rebellion in India as soon as possible.
But what I'm worried about will come!
Just now he also said that there has been some rough peace in India recently, and asked War Minister Herbert to transfer the troops from Crimea to India as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, so soon, this concern turned out to be a reality.
India is now too important to the British, and none of the rest of the overseas colonies is as important as India. Now that the Earl of Canning has come to ask for help, it seems that the situation is not optimistic.
Palmerston then said to Kleraldeen and Herbert: "We must send our troops to India as soon as possible." Go, come with me back to the residence, and I will gather the members of the cabinet to discuss the dispatch of troops. Kleradern, let's forget about the lesson of the leader of the rebels in the East, and wait until the Indian rebellion is quelled. ”
Just as Palmerston and the three of them hurried back to Downing Street, they suddenly saw the military police and gendarmes on the street on guard, and pedestrians were hurrying, at this time, the guards in the official residence reported to him: "Sir, Her Majesty has come to the official residence and is looking for you!" ”
"Her Majesty looking for me?" Palmerston was a little stunned. Why did the matter of the Indian rebellion spread so quickly, and before I had time to deal with it, it reached the ears of the Queen?
He hurried into the Prime Minister's residence and saw Queen Victoria and her husband, Prince Albert, sitting in his drawing room waiting for him.
Queen Victoria was dressed in a plain beige lace dress, which was extremely elegant, but as soon as she spoke, Palmerston's heart sank to the bottom: "Sir, how did you do it? The Sikh king of Punjab, Dalipu? Singh was beaten to death by several prison guards! ”
"What?" Palmerston was stunned! His lips quivered.
How so? It's over, it's over! How could the last Sikh king, who had been imprisoned in a prison in Westminster in London a few years ago, as a hostage, a spiritual symbol of Sikhism, guarded by more than a dozen prison guards around the clock, suddenly beaten to death? And, it seems, the news has gotten out, and as long as it reaches India and the Sikhs in Punjab know, it must be a big riot.
Originally, it was just a Delhi rebellion, but if Punjab in the northwest also joined the rebellion, the whole of India would be a disaster for the British.
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, if the whole news has spread, we can only pray that God will bless Great Britain, and we can only be prepared to give up the northern region of India." ”
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Inside the city of Delhi, India, there was smoke everywhere and there was chaos.
Summitkumar looked at the smoke rising in the distance, a flash of hesitation in his heart, but then firm.
A few months earlier, he had arrived in Delhi from Shengjing, the capital of the distant Chinese Empire, where he had come to his hometown, but his family had already arrived in Guangzhou, where he lived happily in the newly built Xiguan World City, just outside of Guangzhou. As a result, he was so devastated to the Chinese Empire that he was, in his mind, a proud Chinese Empireman, not a pariah under the British colonizers, the titular Mughals. He, along with nine other compatriots who had been recruited into the Secret Service Division as intelligence officers, were sent all over India to incite Indian soldiers in the British army to riot, but unexpectedly, it really succeeded.
In fact, without their instigation, these Indian soldiers are already on the verge of breaking out.
Like these soldiers, he came from bankrupt farmers and small craftsmen, and was forced to work in the army to earn money and support his family. But in the British army, there was serious racial discrimination and national oppression. The British are the masters, the nobles, and the high-ranking officers are filled by them, while the Indians themselves can only be small soldiers all their lives. In addition, these British officers arbitrarily withheld military salaries, disrespected their national customs, ordered Indian soldiers to shave their beards, remove caste marks, and wantonly trampled on the dignity of Indian soldiers. Thus, when his accomplices went to Meerut to spread the rumor that the bullets were wrapped in a mixture of lard and butter, it was easy to ignite the anger of the Indian soldiers.
Things went as they expected. His companion who went to Meerut, successfully approached the rebellious soldiers and became the leader, and he led them out of Meerut and directly to Delhi. He also succeeded in convincing a battalion guarding Delhi to welcome the Meertian rebels into the city.
Since Samit Kumar is the highest rank of major in the Special Services Division, he is the captain of this mission to India, in addition to ten personnel of the Intelligence Division, even three other Indian officers who have returned to the Empire are also under his command.
Although Samit Kumar was a little unbearable, but thinking about his parents, brothers, wives and children who lived happily in Xiguan World City, he gritted his teeth and ordered the Meertian rebels to light fires everywhere in the city of Delhi, and at the same time, he personally led more than 1,000 rebels in Meerut to search for the native British residents in the city and ordered the massacre, of course, there were always many British people who fled to the British military camp in the east of Delhi. Samit Kumar ordered the Christian churches in Delhi to be burned down and all Christians to be killed. Suddenly, the city of Derry became a living hell.
"My lord, what should I do if the stupid soldiers in Delhi have said that they want to support that puppet old man, Mughal Emperor Bahadur, as the leader of the rebel army?" A voice rang out from behind Summit, and he looked back to see that it was one of his comrades-in-arms, Jeddin Malik, a captain officer, who, like him, was one of the Indian officers who had been captured by the Capture Army in the Battle of Humen and surrendered outright, and was now serving His Majesty the Chinese Empire.
"When we came, the director, Lord Fan, personally summoned me and specially explained many things, including the Mughal emperor. Now these Muslims are the most powerful, so they elected the Mughal emperor as the leader, but in the end, the largest population here still believes in Hinduism, especially the Sikhs who are close to the British and some other princely lords, all of whom hate the Mughals, so if the uprising is successful, the Mughal emperor cannot be kept, otherwise these Sikhs and princely lords will support the British to deal with the rebels. Samit Kumar said it bluntly.
"Master Kumar, do you mean to just look for an opportunity to kill that old man?"