Chapter 1503: Soldiers Descend on the City
On 24 May, in New Delhi, it was almost midnight, and the Cabinet's reply approving the negotiations with Tang Qiuli had not yet arrived.
The high-ranking officials of the Governor's Palace, having lost their patience, began to become restless, and indignant at the sluggishness and indifference of the Cabinet.
Those cabinet ministers, tens of thousands of miles away on their homeland, completely oblivious to the dangerous situation facing New Delhi now, those savage Chinese soldiers, more than a hundred kilometers away in Aligarh and Agra, will appear on the streets of New Delhi within a few hours if they want, as a privileged class accustomed to enjoyment, they do not want to negotiate with the Chinese.
You'll lose a lot of what you originally had, but why don't you negotiate? The answer is no, if you don't negotiate, even the current qiē is a loss, including your own life.
Speaking of which, it is pitiful enough that the fate of these high-ranking officials of the colonial government is now not in their own hands, nor in the hands of Governor Sir Padjwasali, not even in the hands of the cabinet and Prime Minister Churchill, but in the hands of the Chinese Tang Qiuli.
If the Cabinet approves the negotiations, there is still a glimmer of life, and if they refuse, they will become outcasts of the British Empire, restless waiting, panic at the unknown fate, and wear down their patience and hope, many of them are already ready to run away, but they are embarrassed to open their mouths because of their many years of work with His Excellency the Governor!
Governor Pajvasali also saw the true thoughts of these high-ranking officials, how could he not be disheartened, and why should he let these people accompany him to death, thinking of this, he waved his hand tiredly, meaning, let these people fend for themselves.
These high-ranking officials secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and after a perfunctory greeting to Governor Pajwasali. It's going to be a good day.
At this moment, the clerk of the Governor's Mansion hurriedly ran in and shouted, "Your Excellency. The cabinet called back! ”
The officials who wanted to slip away all stood still, and Governor Pajvasali, with trembling hands, took the telegram with a slight trembling hand, and after reading it carefully, he looked up to the sky and sighed. The officials were taken aback, thinking that the governor's sigh was due to the cabinet's refusal to negotiate with Tang Qiuli.
Governor Pajwasali had a hint of vitality in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, the Cabinet and Your Excellency the Prime Minister, have approved our request to negotiate with the Chinese Tang Qiuli and authorized me to be the negotiator plenipotentiary. ”
Things took a turn for the better. The officials were not in a hurry to run away, and were in the living room of the Governor's Palace, revolving around how to proceed. There was a heated discussion, and they all couldn't figure out the bottom line given by the prime minister, what does it mean to "ensure the best interests of the British Empire in the South Asian subcontinent?" "It's too extensive, now, it's not a question of how we want to do it, but a question of how the Chinese Tang Qiuli wants to do it!"
According to our wishful thinking, the squadron withdrew from the Indian mainland, the Indo-Burmese border was restored to its original state, and we, the British Empire, no longer talked about Indochina. Acquiesce to the facts, but can Tang Qiuli agree?
The squadron, in a few steps, can occupy New Delhi, so that the Chinese, without any benefit, will withdraw like this. It is obviously ridiculous and unrealistic, put yourself in the shoes of the British, if we are the British themselves, in such a favorable situation, the asking price is more ruthless than that, and there is no need to put forward conditions, just occupy all of them, such a thing, when the British Empire opened up overseas territories, did not do less!
After arguing for more than an hour, these high-ranking officials finally reached a consensus that our bottom line was to cede the East Indies region to Tang Qiuli, and then the troops of the Independent Division would withdraw from their current positions to the East Indies, and the two sides would determine a new border, and Tang Qiuli would sign a document promising never to have ambitions for India and other territories in the South Asian subcontinent. …,
These officials, including Governor Pajwasari, all believed that this was already the greatest concession that the British Empire could make, and when this decision was made, Governor Pajwasali and Prime Minister Churchill were in the same mood, both dripping blood, if he had the ability, Tang Qiu would not be able to take a stone from the South Asian subcontinent, but what use was this?
When determining the members of the negotiation delegation, they encountered a difficult problem, and none of the dozens of officials present wanted to be a member of the delegation, and it was clear that this was to sign an agreement to cede the interests of the British Empire, and they were afraid that they would be infamous for losing power and humiliating the country.
Governor Pajwasali is the natural candidate for the head of the delegation, he can't run away, the Prime Minister's telegram, it has been made very clear, the senior officials, all made a turtle with a shrunken head, the Governor was so angry that he smoked, and finally, he forcibly appointed Jackson, the political officer, and Donald, the civil affairs officer, as members of the delegation, looked at the two people with dead faces, and Governor Pajwasali had the urge to scold.
The bottom line was taken out, the delegation was also pieced together, and the remaining question was how to let the Chinese Tang Qiuli know that the British Empire had the sincerity to negotiate with him, and this was another errand that no one wanted to take, no way, Governor Pajwasali, had to let his chief secretary Herwell, as his personal representative, rush to Aligarh overnight to inform the Chinese of the news.
Before getting into the car, Herwell, the chief secretary of the Governor's Office, looked at Governor Pajwasali with tears in his eyes and said: "Your Excellency the Governor, I will go to the Chinese side this time, and if I do not come back, I will ask the Governor to take care of my wife and family more, I will be grateful!" ”
Good fellow, crying and crying is like going to the execution ground, making the already oppressive atmosphere even more sad, Governor Pajvasali comforts him, "Dear Herwell, your identity is an envoy of the British Empire, and you are sending the Chinese what they need, don't worry, the Chinese will not be embarrassed for you, we are still waiting for you, bring back good news!" ”
Unexpectedly, the chief secretary, Mr. Herwell, was a dead-eyed man, and the Governor's words of comfort obviously could not reassure and satisfy him, and he repeatedly demanded that he must get the personal promise of His Excellency the Governor, and there was a great possibility that if he did not hear the promise, he would not let it go.
Governor Pajvasali was so parched by him that he said, "Dear Hewell, go at ease, I will take care of your family, your child is my child, and your wife is my wife!" ”
My God! His Excellency the Governor's words were too shocking, and the senior officials were dumbfounded, but fortunately, Herwell was in a state of sadness, and he didn't hear it, Governor Pajwasali's old face turned red, coughed dryly, and covered up the past, but in his mind, it flashed over Hewell's wife, the plump and bewitching body, but some hope that this guy, after finishing serious things, will have some accidents before he is satisfied!
The car drove out of New Delhi overnight, and with the wishful thinking of Governor Pajwasali, he sped away towards Aligarh, believing that as long as this signal was released, Tang Qiuli would definitely accept this tempting offer.
Governor Pajwasali, with his idea of almsgiving, proved to be wishful thinking.
Aligarh was occupied by the Ninth Brigade of Xiao Jinshan directly under the Corps, and Hewell's car, still 30 kilometers away from Aligarh, was caught by the reconnaissance battalion lurking post in front of the Ninth Brigade.
The night was like ink, and the bright lights of the car were the most obvious targets on the bumpy roads of India, and when several sturdy figures suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking the way, and a few black muzzles were pressed against Herwell's chest, the chief secretary was so frightened that he almost passed out, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say a complete sentence. …,
In addition, the lurking warrior could not understand English, of course, he would not be polite, a few pieces of hemp rope, Hewell and his assistant plus the driver, three people, tied up all kinds of flowers, stuffed a rag in their mouths, put them in the car, and drove back to Aligarh in a puff of smoke.
Major General Xiao Jinshan, commander of the Ninth Brigade, was at the brigade headquarters, and a group of staff officers were studying the battle plan of how to attack New Delhi.
According to Xiao Jinshan's understanding of the so-called second-line troops of the Eastward Advance Army, they are not even a group of rabble, and before they see the shadow of their own troops, they ran away, and the wolf who ran was unbearable, Xiao Jinshan believed that it would not be a problem to take New Delhi with the strength of his own brigade.
However, Xiao Jinshan was not carried away by the victory, he sent a telegram to the first old man, Fang Yuanshan, the commander of the Ninth Brigade, asking the Ninth Brigade to be ready to support him at any time when he attacked New Delhi.
He didn't know that his adventurous move had shocked Tang Qiuli, the division commander who was far away from the headquarters of the Jamshedbul Division, into a cold sweat, and Xiao Jinshan didn't know that the strength of a mechanized infantry brigade, a tank brigade, and an artillery brigade was approaching his position overnight.
Xiao Jinshan's deployment of troops and firepower in 1510 was on the rise, and a loud report came from the entrance of the brigade department: "Report to the brigade commander, Huo Qingsong, commander of the brigade reconnaissance battalion, there is something important to report!" ”
Xiao Jinshan frowned, and secretly thought to himself: "The reconnaissance battalion went out to reconnoiter near New Delhi, why did Huo Qingsong suddenly run back, could it be that the British and Indian troops in New Delhi had any abnormal actions?" ”
(To be continued) RS
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