"Don't we have almost two thousand prisoners of war? I am going to select five hundred Indian prisoners of war from among the prisoners of war, and it will be enough to transfer the second battalion to the past. Liang Pengfei sat back in his chair and said lazily facing the warm winter sun.

"My lord, this ......" Sun Shijie and the others couldn't help but be stunned, glanced at each other, and saw the worry in each other's eyes. I admit that the equipment and combat effectiveness of the Special Second Battalion are very strong, but don't forget, my lord, that the Special Second Battalion is only 2,000 people, and besides, you actually let them go with 500 prisoners of war, aren't you afraid that they will ...... after they pass?"

"It doesn't matter, 2,000 people are enough, if it weren't for the fact that those people in Western countries can see clearly how strong our army's combat effectiveness is, and to quench their minds of wanting to play tricks in the dark, I would even like to send less." He crossed Erlang's legs very inelegantly, and said very smugly.

"Could it be that you have already made up your mind, I'm afraid that this special second battalion is not the main force in your lord's heart to attack Calcutta, right?" At this time, the thoughtful Ni Ming raised his head and asked with a smile.

"Bingo! Well, I mean you guessed right, the real main force is actually the five hundred Indian prisoners of war, with them, the tens of thousands of soldiers in the Kolkata fortress and the strong city defense are nothing but local chickens and dogs in my eyes......" Liang Pengfei replied with a loud snap of his fingers.

Silent again, even Ni Ming was speechless, he really didn't understand, the combat effectiveness of those Indian prisoners of war was not much stronger than those natives in the South Seas, but how could Liang Pengfei be so arrogant that those five hundred Indian prisoners of war could actually break through the Calcutta fortress that seven thousand Western coalition troops thought were impossible to break.

“…… Could it be that the young master is crazy? Bai Shusheng glanced at Liang Pengfei reverently, and felt that there was such a possibility.

Monk Chen slapped his big hand, and his face was abrupt: "Little one knows, young master, you must want to play with explosives again, let these five hundred Indian prisoners of war carry a bag of explosives and rush directly to the city of Nakolkata, and blow up their city walls." ”

“…… Are you an idiot to be a young master? There is a fart for blowing up the city wall, and there are tens of thousands of troops inside, can those 500 people carry tens of thousands of catties of explosives? Bai Shusheng despised Monk Chen's conjecture with great contempt.

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Sun Shijie couldn't help laughing, seeing Monk Chen's blackened face, thinking of the kind of behavior when this guy was crazy, he hurriedly explained: "Monk, although your idea is reasonable, but it is really unsatisfactory, you know, the reason why we were able to gather and annihilate the 7,000 Dutch in Kendawangan is that we made arrangements in advance before the war began, and planted a large number of explosives in Kendawangan, and Calcutta is different from Kendawangan, not only the number of troops is large, It is the nest of the British colonies in the East, and we can't afford to spend a long time transporting tens of thousands of pounds of explosives into it and planting them in various key locations. ”

"My lord, let's be straightforward, what is the plan to capture Calcutta." Liang Shuisheng couldn't hold it back, and looked at Liang Pengfei with a blank look and asked.

"It seems that you really can't guess, alas, what I want to tell you is that war is not only about guns and explosives, but more importantly, it requires the use of your minds." Young Master Liang stood up, put up his hands behind his back, and laid out the score with the eight-character characters.

Everyone focused on Liang Pengfei, because they really wanted to know what good way Liang Pengfei could use those 500 Indian prisoners of war to break Nagalata.

Of course, for the that Liang Pengfei boasted about himself, the generals who had been tortured for a long time would automatically and consciously filter it out of their ears.

Liang Pengfei, who had a dry mouth, finally finished talking nonsense, and then, very simply, used a seemingly whimsical sentence to make everyone present feel scorched.

"Great, sir...... You're not kidding, are you? Ni Ming reached out and touched his head, he didn't burn it, so it shouldn't be that Young Master Liang burned his brain.

"Don't underestimate national customs, let alone the power of religion, everyone, let's wait and see." Liang Pengfei, who was incomprehensible to everyone, patted his ass with an angry face, and decided to go to Shi Xianggu to comfort and comfort his fragile and easily injured heart.

"You, how come you are like a child, I look at you, you are obviously deliberately teasing them." Shi Xianggu handed the little Liang Bao to Xiao Bai, looked at Liang Pengfei who was on his lap with a resentful face, couldn't help but shake his head, stretched out his finger and gently tapped it on Liang Pengfei's forehead.

"Who said it, I didn't tease them, Young Master Ben's tricks definitely worked, this is what history has proven." Liang Pengfei grabbed Shi Xianggu's soft soft twing, put it to his mouth and kissed it, with a proud face.

"History? Are you saying that this has happened before? How I haven't heard of it. Shi Xianggu looked at the door, although she and Liang Pengfei can be regarded as an old husband and wife, but for Liang Pengfei's intimate actions, Shi Xianggu is still a little uncomfortable, although Liang Pengfei does this, which makes her feel sweet in her heart.

"Don't worry, at most a month and a half, you will hear that this will be a war that will make everyone jaw-dropping and even ridiculous, and the initiator and planner of this war is your husband and me, with this battle alone, your husband and my name will be forever recorded in history." Liang Pengfei's face is a villain.

"Hmph, you just have a dream, you really want to win according to what you say, I, I really don't know what to say?" Shi Xianggu's face was helpless, she really had the urge to knock Liang Pengfei's head open to see what the hell was inside, this guy, did he think that he could win a war just by relying on butter?

Of course, except for Liang Pengfei, a shameless traverser, no one really believes that a little butter will cause a war before this war starts. Even in another time and space, the British colonists who had caused a war in India that almost overturned the British rule because of a small butter did not take this matter to heart at this time, after all, there were no time-travelers among them.

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you, what are you going to do with the matter that Mo Guan asked them, now, they are all waiting for you to reply." Shi Xianggu stretched out her hand to massage Liang Pengfei's temples on both sides, and asked in a low voice.

At this time, Mo Guanbao had already decided to lead the Black Flag Gang to serve Liang Pengfei. The strongest Red Flag and Purple Flag Gang, the Purple Flag has belonged to Young Master Liang, while the Red Flag and the Green Flag have fled, and only Mo Guanbao's Black Flag Gang and Nameade's Yellow Flag Gang are still entrenched outside the Pearl River Estuary.

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And just two months ago, Mei Ade found Mo Guanbao and secretly negotiated whether Liang Pengfei was worth surrendering. Because, after Liang Pengfei gradually became the overlord of the coastal areas of Guangdong, the living space of the pirates was repeatedly compressed, and the pirates relied on robbery to support themselves, but the problem is that now Liang Pengfei has become an official thief, and he can support himself and his subordinates without robbing.

For the sake of his own own interests and those of his allies, Liang Pengfei naturally spared no effort to threaten and warn the pirates in the Guangdong area, either to submit to me, or to become bones sunk at the bottom of the sea.

The pirates' information channels are far more well-informed than those of the Great Qing Kingdom, and the things that Liang Pengfei did in Nanyang, as well as the strength he possessed, were not only impressive, but daunting.

Therefore, just more than ten days ago, Mo Guanbao took Mei Ade to the territory of the Purple Flag Gang and found Old Man Shi, hoping that Old Man Shi could be an intermediary to introduce Liang Pengfei, and they were willing to lead a group of people to serve under Liang Pengfei's command under the general trend.

"Since you have promised them, why has it been more than a month, but there has been no movement? You have also reorganized our Shi family's fleet, and they are looking at it with their eyes. Shi Xianggu sighed lightly and said. If it weren't for my old man's repeated urging, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to this. ”

"Why don't you bother to pay attention, you are my wife, and even more so my senior admiral, these things should have been said by you, shhh Don't tell me that women shouldn't care about anything, I don't like to hear that. Liang Pengfei sat up, looked at the pretty face that was close at hand, and said gently: "You are not only my wife, but also a naval genius, an excellent admiral, I know, you like to command the warship on the sea in the cannon fire, don't deny it, don't underestimate your husband and my IQ." ”

"But that was before, at that time, I hadn't become your wife, and I hadn't yet Xiaoliangbao." Seeing her little husband's bright and burning eyes, Shi Xianggu felt that her cheeks were hot, and she looked away with some panic.

"That's a lie to me." Liang Pengfei stretched out his hand and lifted Shi Xianggu's pretty face with a pink and red. "Xianggu, you are my wife, I want you to be happy, not like now, except to be happy for me, I want to see that leader who is proud of the sea, commanding countless soldiers and warships, and winning incredible victories one after another, that is what I want to see you the most."

"Really?" Shi Xianggu's big eyes contained a soft affection as intoxicating as mellow wine under the moonlight.

"Of course, I swear, I'm talking about psychology." Liang Pengfei stepped forward, and after finishing speaking, he put his burning lips on the warm and plump lips of Shi Xianggu.

(To be continued)