Chapter 350: The Fuse of the Calcutta War: Grease!

"What did you do wrong, do you still need me to ask? As the chief soldier of the Dongting Lake Water Division, the shortage of soldiers is almost a quarter, and how much silver does the court pull out every year to build ships and buy guns? But if you look at the warships you brought, most of them are old boats, and even some warships are still leaking, three or four out of ten are actually pulled by fishing boats to hang flags and called warships, and on a warship, even gunpowder is less than 100 catties, you are called a sailor? Are you also worthy of being a soldier-in-chief? Roll out of the !! Fukangan shouted in a deep voice, and the murderous aura of the tragic bones came out of his body, and Abaoji's legs were weak, and he fell directly to the ground. Handsome ......"

"Dashuai, why are you angry with this kind of person, you can't do it." Hailancha looked at Abaoji's embarrassed and hasty back, and opened his words to persuade him.

Fukangan snorted coldly: "We are too stupid worms like him in the Qing Dynasty. Shaking the blank paper in his hand, Fukangan asked Shulin, the governor of Liangjiang: "Brother Fuzhai, where did you get this thing?" ”

"Although we have collected a lot of villages and towns along the Zhenjiang River, many of them are still scattered in the hands of those people." Shulin said with a sigh.

Fukangan's brows were tightly locked. "It's useless, since they did it, they must have expected us to make a move, and now, we will be wrong in everything we do, but we have to do it......"

"Dashuai, why do you say this?" Hailancha frowned, really a little puzzled.

"If we don't agree to their terms, we will ignore the people of our own country, and if we agree, if we fall into the eyes of the people, will they think that the court is actually showing weakness and submission to the barbarians from outside the country?"

Hearing Na Fukangan's analysis, everyone present couldn't help but gasp, this poisonous plan is really vicious to the extreme.

Hailancha's expression was also difficult to see, and he gritted his teeth and said viciously. "The ruthless and vicious part of this strategy lies in the fact that it is not possible to advance or retreat, presumably those heroes must have the means to make the people on both sides of the Yangtze River aware of this book."

Shulin let out a long sigh and turned his face to look at Fu Kangan, who was pacing with his hands in his hands. "Dashuai, is there no good solution?"

"Of course not." As a counselor, Hailan Cha replied to Fukangan, who was still pacing and thinking hard about countermeasures: "There is only one way to solve this trick of theirs, that is, to annihilate them in one go, so as to show the military prestige of our Qing Dynasty, and to calm the people's suspicion of the court." ”

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"However, Yingyi seems to have expected this step a long time ago, so they left a powerful partial division in the waters of Fujian and Guangdong, which is to threaten the sea frontier of our Great Qing Dynasty, so that our Great Qing National Naval Division does not dare to move lightly, and clenched into a fist to attack the British fleet cruising in the Yangtze River." At this time, Fukangan had already stopped and explained with a bitter face.

"This is no longer a conspiracy, if it weren't for the fact that this plan is too vicious and vicious, it can almost be called a yang conspiracy, I didn't expect that there would be someone in Yingyi who would have such a strategy." Fukangan's words made everyone present feel gloomy, and the decision could only be handed over to Fukangan and Shulin, the governor of the two rivers.

Both of them saw the helplessness in each other's eyes, because this decision was really not easy to make...... Groening, the Dutch governor, could never have imagined that Liang Pengfei, a Chinese leader with a strong military force, would only send 2,000 soldiers to participate in this joint military operation against Calcutta, although Groening admitted that these soldiers were all so good and fierce, but the problem was that they did not carry any heavy weapons, at least 18-pounder or 24-pounder guns, which were needed to attack the city.

Not only Groening, but even Naberia found it incredible, but the problem was that the officer of the Chinese army had given a very certain guarantee that within five to ten days there would be an unprecedented riot among the British mercenaries in and around Calcutta, and even a war against their former master, the British East India Company.

This outrageous assurances caused an uproar among the officers and officials of the other Western countries who were already preparing to set out for the assault on Calcutta, and the proud French colonel Desailly almost angrily demanded that the operation be disbanded.

However, under the persuasion of Villa and Groening, and the assurances of the commander of the 2nd Battalion of the Chinese Federation, Mei Chang, Desailly reluctantly agreed to wait for five days, and if after five days, there was no large-scale disturbance in Calcutta, as the Chinese officer had assured, France would withdraw from the alliance.

However, to everyone's surprise, the jaw dropped, and only on the fourth day, the coalition army received information from the Calcutta area, and the Indians rioted, almost sweeping the entire Kolkata area, and at first, the chaos that began among the tens of thousands of British mercenary troops of Indian origin.

And the fuse was caused by the British [***] team smearing animal fat on the foreskin of the bullet. It is important to know that in order to prevent moisture and rust, the musket and its ammunition need to be maintained with grease, and when used, the soldiers need to use their teeth to bite the foreskin open.

When the Hindu migrants revered cattle as a sacred object and never ate beef, Muslims did not eat pork because of religious habits, and a large number of British mercenaries were Hindu migrants and Muslims.

Both Hindus and Muslims consider this an insult to their religion. The bullets were strongly protested and refused to be used, but most of the petitioners were severely suppressed, and the East India Company had heard the news of the Western countries in India, so in order to keep the combat effectiveness of the army unaffected, it hoped to use brutal means to calm the Indian mercenaries.

They captured hundreds of petitioning soldiers, imprisoned them all, and even shot several Indian mercenaries who threatened to take revenge on the British for slaughtering the relics.

However, what they did not expect was that the only merit of the Indians was their religious insistence, and the repression did not achieve the desired effect, but further aroused the discontent of the soldiers. Hindu priests hold the water of the Ganges, and Muslim soldiers face the Koran and vow to drive the British away.

On the night when the petitioning soldiers were suppressed, the Indian mercenaries launched a campaign and stormed the prison in the city of Calcutta, freed the imprisoned companions, and killed several British [***] officers, but just when they wanted to burn down the British buildings in the city of Nakolkata, they were stopped by the British [***] team who rushed to hear the news. The team engaged in a fierce battle.

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At the time of its establishment, Calcutta was divided into two distinct districts, an English quarter and an Indian quarter, and the Indian quarter, which the British called the Black Town, whose poverty was so appalling in comparison with the richness of the English that they could only rely on the handouts of the British, or work for the English to support their families.

And with poverty of course brings not only hunger, but also hatred, and now these Indians living in Blacktown have become the most powerful supporters of the rebellious Indian mercenaries.

It was for this reason that the city of Kolkata was already in chaos, with deafening gunfire heard everywhere, blood stains of Bo Bo and a corpse that could not be collected in the future.

Although the British [***] were far fewer in number than the Indian mercenaries, they were more well trained, and the British who lived in the city of Calcutta also stood up and took up their guns to fight the Indian counterattack.

They had plenty of weapons and ammunition, and after the British took up arms and joined the battle, the mercenaries gradually became unable to support them, and street by street was lost, and the only consolation was that the south gate of Calcutta was still in their hands, and reinforcements and weapons and ammunition could be brought in in time.

"How long will it be before those people arrive? Amubu, we've been supporting for three whole days, why haven't we seen a single reinforcement you said? The soldiers were tired, but the British were still attacking us. Damn, these blasphemous infidels. The Indian mercenary colonel Harif looked at Shah Rukh standing in front of him with anger and exhaustion on his face, and complained angrily.

"Believe me, dear uncle, those people are coming, maybe they will be in our sight in the next minute, I swear, they are really nearby." Shah Rukh shrugged his shoulders and gestured down the tunnel. He was the nephew of Colonel Khalif and an Indian mercenary who was captured by the Liang family.

Harif looked away from Shahuk's face and fell on the yellow-skinned, black-haired, black-eyed Chinese man standing next to Shahuk. In a slightly stiff English, he said, "My nephew told me that your men were nearby, but why didn't they show up with me, you know, my soldiers and I have paid a heavy price." Mr. Chen, I wonder if you are cheating on me? ”

(To be continued)