Severe burns are also very difficult acute injuries until later generations, with a high mortality and disability rate, not to mention the fact that the level of medical care in India today is really unflattering.

Even a shrapnel wound from an artillery shell was very fatal to the British troops stationed in India without antibiotics.

Nightinga, the goddess of lanterns, was nursing the wounded of the Anglo-French army in Belgium, and she could no longer come to India to care for them.

On both sides of the Brussels front, which was repeatedly contested by the Anglo-French and German armies, two myths circulated.

One is called the "Lady of the Lantern" Florence Nightingale.

One is called "Mad Male Nurse" Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche.

The former improves the survival rate of the wounded through attentive care.

The latter stirred the will of the wounded and improved their survival rate by chanting "God is dead" and "Will to Power" in the wounded camps, and reciting "My Struggle".

Both methods have their merits, but it is clear that neither Nightingale's physical therapy nor Nietzsche's psychotherapy can enjoy it in India.

The only thing they can enjoy is probably the coercion and chatter of those military priests.

Theoretically, these wounded, who would not die for a while, would become a huge burden on the British and Indian troops.

But there is also a possibility that they may not become a burden, but will become the tears of the times.

Objectively speaking, Westerners in the Age of Discovery did take a lot of risks when sailing all over the world.

In a place like India, where there are so many snakes, insects, rats and ants that there are so many that all kinds of infectious diseases converge, even the strongest people can die at any time.

Twenty years ago in Turkey, the mortality rate of the wounded of soldiers in the British Empire was already as high as 42 percent, what is wrong with this, twenty years later, in India, where conditions are even worse, the mortality rate of the wounded has doubled to 84 percent?

If you use such a result to explain to the cabinet and the old men in the Diet, you will probably not be harshly criticized.

At least the civil servants of the Imperial Veterans Office will definitely open a bottle of champagne to celebrate.

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Of course, Lord Lytton did not know the plight of the Calcutta garrison, nor did he think about how to write a report to the congressional lords.

He was still in the middle of the drive.

Lord Lytton was out of sight and out of mind, but someone could see such a purgatory-like scene clearly.

That is the 288 maharajas of India and their personal servants.

The viewing area where they were trapped was naturally the best place to see the entire venue.

The Ming bomb fell, kicking up dust several meters high, and between the dust, there were also stumps and broken arms from time to time, and occasionally fell into the viewing area, landing on the head of a fat Indian duke.

Sometimes it's more terrifying to see death up close than to face it yourself.

The Indian princes were all torn apart, urinating or vomiting.

The servants took out the golden toilet one after another, and the scene was a little smelly for a while.

But at the same time, some princes who could barely calm down were surprised to find that Daming's plane bombed for a long time, and not a single bomb fell on their heads.

The Europeans who escaped early in the morning were bombed and cried their fathers and mothers, but they were fine?

Is it really Lord Shiva who blesses it?

Seeing the British being bombed, somehow, they were happy.

But soon they couldn't laugh anymore.

Several large airships hovered around the viewing area, and then lowered the soft ladder from the airships.

One by one, the Ming warriors with loaded guns and ammunition and wearing at least second-level armor fell from the sky.

In addition to this, a group of strange soldiers dressed in ornate fish suits with a red woodpecker embroidered on them also climbed down after that.

At the same time as they were put down, there was a huge chest.

The Indians seemed to see the devil and did not dare to come forward.

The Ming warriors took a step forward, and they took a step back.

Until 288 Indian maharajas, along with their personal servants, were all confined to a tiny space.

Dalipu, who has never had a sense of existence, appeared out of nowhere.

I saw him wearing a traditional Sikh costume and said to the leader of the Ming Airborne Forces: "Thisway, sir!" ”

Then, he turned around, took out a loudspeaker from behind his waist, and shouted, "Princes, I will give a message for the great son...... That's right, Akito is what I brought here......

Because the Great Tomorrow said that he has no intention of harming you.

He believes that it is very reasonable to have 200 to 300 'independent' countries in the Tianzhu subcontinent.

This is the norm here, and it has been so since ancient times!

The uninvited British have destroyed the pristine ecology of this land and forged such a ridiculous concept of India!

They have wiped out the plurality of civilizations in the South Asian subcontinent!

I'm a Sikh, not an indian, you're a Tamil, not an indian, he's a Gujarati, and I'm not an indian!

Just as there are only Yin people in the Americas, there are no indians, and there are no indians in our Tianzhu subcontinent!

These are all wishful thinking deceptions by the British, concocted words to dominate us!

We don't want the rise of a big country, as long as the small people are happy!

The British have stolen our lives, our traditions, our happiness!

Fortunately, now the Son of Heaven has come to preside over justice!

Our ancient land has finally been able to return to normalcy for thousands of years.

But before that, the old men of the Ming Dynasty need us to scrape together a military budget, after all, the evil British can't be driven away by chanting scriptures.

The benevolent Son of Heaven only charges a small fee for making bombs.

It's a fair deal.

See?

As long as we fill that little chest with gold, the Heavenly Soldiers of the Ming Dynasty will protect our safety!

On behalf of the Sikhs of Punjab, I take the lead and offer my gold watch, gold ring, gold bracelet, and ......"

With that, Dalip jumped down the steps.

Gilmar had just woken up from a coma and found himself lying on top of a French gentleman with a swollen right eye.

Before he could figure out what the situation was, the annoying Dalip walked over.

"I warn you, hurry up and die of this thought, I won't marry you!"

Gilmar said angrily, and although the loss of her front teeth made her speak a little leaky, she was still proud like a peacock.

"Bring it to you!"

Dalip was immersed in the excitement of betting on the right thing, hugging the thighs, and about to return to the country, where would he have the kung fu to take care of this proud little princess, and play all the tricks she had to lick the dog to the end.

Is it important to be beautiful or beautiful?

Theoretically, it is indeed possible that beauty is more important.

But that's for the beauty who really captivates the country and the city.

But obviously, Gilman's little appearance can't even make the British aristocratic man put down his body and marry her, so why should Dalip give up the country.

He pulled the golden ring off Gilma's nose.

In India, if you get married, the woman generally has to pay an expensive dowry to the man, and if the dowry is less, she will be severely beaten by her in-laws.

However, Dalip himself was a Sikh and did not do this, and he and Gilmar were engaged at Victoria's insistence at the time, and the ceremony was also held as Protestants.

So Dalip gave Gilma a lot of jewelry, and the gold ring on her nose was one of them.

Roughly removing the nose ring, Dalip turned and walked away, leaving Gilmar in a daze, unable to believe that he had been treated like this.

She tried to jump up and scratch the other party, but found that her leg had broken when she fell down the stairs.

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Dalip threw his gold watch, ring, nose ring and other gold jewelry into the box.

Then, with the help of the bayonets of the Ming soldiers, the other princes also quickly made up their minds and threw the gold objects they carried with them into the boxes.

Thanks to the love of gold jewellery in India, and the importance that the maharajas attached to the event hosted by the British, each of them carried a large amount of gold.

Moreover, the Ming side also sent a brocade guard who was specially responsible for anti-corruption - the red eagle, that is, the red woodpecker, to follow their servants to the Indian camp to loot.

The red woodpecker has been fighting on the front line of anti-corruption for a long time, and has a special skill and keen sense of smell for things like finding gold.

They even scraped off the gold leaf that was attached to the elephant's teeth.

Soon, the box was filled.

Don't underestimate the value of a box of gold.

The iron box prepared by Zhu Fugui is not too big, with a volume of about 1 cubic meter.

If this chest were to be filled with gold, then almost 20 tons of gold would be needed.

You must know that the four million taels of gold that the bald head fled to Taiwan that year and took it with him was equivalent to 200 tons.

20 tonnes of gold was worth about 6 wei in later generations, which is by no means a small amount, and in today's terms of purchasing power, the value is definitely even more exaggerated.

However, the above calculations are the result of filling the box after the financialization of Huang.

In fact, there was far less gold in the chest.

Whether it's a ring, a bracelet, a gold watch, or any other gold object, these things are stacked together, and there are many gaps between them.

And due to the gold purification process in India, the purity of these gold also varies.

20 tons of gold is definitely not available, but two or three tons of gold should still be available.

It is equivalent to saying that on average, each prince contributed 10 kilograms of gold.

Among them, the golden toilets and golden urinals carried by the princes contributed a lot.

Not only is it big, but it is also hollow, which takes up a lot of space.

In this regard, Zhu Chengyu, the red woodpecker Baihu who was in charge of the mission codenamed "Operation Radiance", was a little difficult.

Because Long Live Lord attaches great importance to this batch of gold, before carrying out the task, he once mentioned the order, emphasizing that he would personally inspect the gold, and asked that there must be no loss, let alone fire......

After thinking about it, Zhu Chengyu decided to dedicate all the gold to the Long Live Lord according to the original plan.

After all, the gold was scavenged from India, and it was somewhat stinky, and the wise and martial Lord Banzai must be able to understand it......

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This time the air raid on Kolkata was only a skirmish, and it would be followed by an offensive by ground forces.

In fact, if Dalip had not been used as an internal response to reveal the reality of Calcutta to Daming, especially the arrangement of anti-aircraft guns and the depth of the air-raid shelter, Daming would not have spent so much force on air strikes.

After all, in this era, air superiority is certainly a great magic weapon, but limited by the bomb load of the aircraft and the maneuverability of the airship, it is the army that ultimately determines the outcome of the war.

Because of a high-level internal response, the bombing of Calcutta achieved better results than expected.

So this time, Liu Yong, the agent of Jinyiwei who discovered the help of Prince Dalipu, should be the first to remember.

Zhu Fugui has already ordered the formation of a third [Brown Bacillus] special unit after the [White Hound] and the [Red Eagle] to be responsible for the intelligence work in Nantianzhu and the Persian region.

Liu Yong is the leader of this team.

In fact, Zhu Fugui had no idea of taking all these two or three hundred Indian princes as dogs.

I'm not a Xun Zong, I specialize in raising these wastes.

Their only role for the Ming is that they themselves are waste, and there are enough of them, and their power is scattered enough, so that even if there is really any wise and martial monarch, such as Dalipu, who has endured for many years and is quite scheming, he can't really create a great feat.

Again, it's not the era of Genghis Khan and Nurhachi.

Without enough land area and not enough population base, it is almost impossible for a small country to rely on one or two talented leaders to turn the sky around.

Someone who is known as the last savior of the Red Empire, a thousand times stronger than the head of the map, after the collapse of the Soviet Union, was also trapped in the abyss, and after all, it only turned Kazakhstan into a stable and powerful small country.

And he, who should have been in charge of that behemoth, fought with Midi for another twenty years, or even fifty years......

In addition to disliking the Indian princes for being too wasteful and wasting resources, Zhu Fugui always felt that the brain circuits of Indians were too strange, and it was not wrong to stay away from them.

Pig teammates are not the most terrible, pig teammates who want to show off operations are the most terrible!

Without deep intervention and control, this does not mean that the Ming can tolerate the free development of these princely states.

Not that they were worried that they would unite with each other and form a great India again.

In terms of the heritage of Indian culture and the degree of mixing of Hindus, Greens, and Sikhs, if it were not for the British interrupting the course of history and forcibly intervening, Zhu Fugui would rather believe that Rome could come back from the dead than that India could be unified.

The so-called Mughal Empire, in fact, is the old-fashioned Mongol Yuan tax system, and the country's institutional structure is looser than that of the Big Wave Lay's potato chips, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Moreover, the Ming Dynasty installed several major vassal states, which essentially cut off the possibility of the formation of Great India.

The reason why [Brown Bacillus] was established is nothing more than because there is a huge population here after all, even if the British are completely defeated in the future, it is worth continuing to invest in intelligence here.

Compared to the White Hound and the Red Owl, the Brown Bacillus is much smaller than the previous two, as its name suggests.