The fierce gunfire from the railway station naturally attracted the attention of many people, Shahabad is not a big city, but as an important transportation hub, there are still some garrisons around it, but the current garrison is still under the control of the British.

From the first moment they heard the gunshots, the British prefects stationed there understood what was happening, because Suleiman Brom had already asked them for help, but for the sake of a stable transition, their superiors chose to remain silent.

Later, Suleiman Brom had to choose to invite God's Whip to escort the supplies. Although it is not known what is happening at the train station now, the British are definitely not going to make a sortie.

Because, in the eyes of the current British, the completion of the transfer of power is the most important thing, and the struggle for power between other Indians, or the conflict between sects, is not on the scope of the British.

So, the local garrison, under the constraints of the British, did not take any action.

This gave Suleiman Brom ample time to evacuate. After the Whip of God escorted the train out of Shahabad, the frightened Indian civilians scattered in all directions, spreading the word of what had happened here.

The Indian high-level who received the news was also taken aback by Suleiman Brom's determination, in fact, in this special period, both the Indians and the British knew in their hearts that stability was paramount, and this was not the right time for a large-scale conflict.

Now that Suleiman Brom has shown such a tough attitude, it seems that continuing to push the other side may lead to unpredictable and serious consequences, and in the end, the Indian top brass has to choose to pinch their noses and swallow the bitter fruit. Retaliation will have to wait until after a smooth transition of power in India.

Because of this, Dalhous, who had thought that the rest of the road would not be peaceful, unexpectedly found that things seemed to be going in a completely different direction than he thought, not only did they not encounter another attack, but even the way of the train did not encounter any obstacles.

This gave him a very unreal feeling at one point.

At the same time, Fang Lang, who was far away in Cochin, was holding a telescope and observing the crowd that was gathering outside the palace of King Travangol.

"Where did you get all these people?"

Fang Lang observed the situation outside the palace while casually asking Zhuang Xintian beside him.

Regarding his boss's question, Zhuang Xintian smiled and said indifferently:

"These Indian MSLs are the biggest result of our work during this time. They are MSL followers from around Cochin, and our people are disguised as MSLs and Hindus, deliberately creating tensions between the two sides, and making the already tense relationship between the two sides a little incompatible.

But MSL is so small in Kochi compared to the large Hindu community, and their lives in Kochi are limited at every turn.

As the highest-ranking nobleman among Kochin Hindus, the royal family of Travangol had a great deal of influence in the region.

With just a little guidance, we convinced these MSL followers that everything they are facing today is being driven behind the scenes by the Travangol royal family.

Coupled with the fact that our people were matchmaking, this large MSL opposition began to gather automatically towards the location of the Travangol Palace.

Now it only takes one more fire, and this demonstration can turn into a fierce armed conflict. ”

Looking at Zhuang Xintian with a sinister face, Fang Lang couldn't help but show a smile, this is the correct use of special forces! Lao Mei of later generations played this routine to perfection, and the people under her are now just pushing the boat.

It is not they who really cause religious conflicts, but the British government, who are simply using the policies of the British government to serve themselves.

With the character of the British, they agreed to India's independence, and of course it will not be really smooth sailing for them, after all, India has a huge territory and a huge population base, and once it develops, it is possible to become a big country that affects the situation in Asia.

This was a phenomenon that the British absolutely did not want to see, so the British took advantage of India's complex caste system and contradictory religious conflicts to divide India into two countries, India and Pakistan.

Among them, most of the people in India are Hindu, while Pakistan is mainly MSL. But these people who believe in the two sects do not naturally live in two different areas, on the contrary, the two sides are very closely combined, a state of "you have me, I have you".

This led to the fact that at the beginning of India's independence, the domestic religious conflicts were very serious, and the Hindus who held the power of India wanted to clear out all the MSLs in the territory, but these MSLs lived in India since childhood, and everything owned by the land, property, and family was in India, where was it so easy to be cut across the board.

Eventually, it turned into a violent religious conflict, with most MSLs being driven out of their homes and left with nothing, crossing the vast Indian subcontinent to Pakistan in the northwest or southeast.

Yes, you read that right, the newly independent Pakistan was divided into two by India, of which the northwest was the later Pakistan, and the southeast was the later Bangladesh, and at this time Bangladesh still belonged to the Bengal Province of Pakistan.

This makes it very difficult for Pakistan to govern the country, after all, its own territory is not directly connected, but is divided by another country, and the two places cannot even have direct transportation.

This is one of the important reasons for Bangladesh's independence from Pakistan, and of course, it is also indispensable to the Indian government.

Of course, this is a later story, and now Pakistan is divided into two lands, Pakistan in the northwest and Bengal in the northeast, and it is very difficult for Hindus living in these two lands to enter Hindu-controlled India.

MSL in India wants to enter Pakistan, which is controlled by the world, and it is naturally difficult.

It is unacceptable for all of these Christians to abandon everything they have in their homeland and move to another completely unfamiliar area with nothing, so naturally many MSLs choose to cling to their land, possessions, and homes.

Naturally, the Hindus did not want to have infidels on their own territory, which led to fierce religious conflicts in India, and now Zhuang Xintian is also taking advantage of this to gather all the MSLs near Cochin, which is a very powerful force, numbering tens of thousands.

And the Travangol royal family, which is besieged by these MSLs, is naturally very nervous at the moment, and it is naturally unable to compete with the tens of thousands of MSL people by relying on the palace guards of more than 300 people in their hands alone.

The royal family of Travangol immediately applied for support to the nearby garrison, but unfortunately a regiment stationed near the palace would not obey the royal family's dispatch at all, and the British officer who led the team directly said that now is an important period for the transfer of power, and the army should not be mobilized.

It is recommended that the royal family negotiate a solution to the dilemma they are now facing. The king of the Travangol royal family was furious and smashed several delicate porcelain pieces in the palace.

In the end, the royal family, who had no choice but to summon the Hindus in the territory to confront these MSLs at the suggestion of his subordinates.

This is obviously a bad chess, and there are already many contradictions between Hinduism and MSL now, and at this time, let the two sides have a big sun outside the King of Travangol, and you can guess what the consequences will be.

But at this moment, the Travangol royal family can't take care of so much, and they only have one problem on their minds now, and that is to keep these MSLs as far away from their palace as possible. As for whether it was driven away, or whether it was a direct humanitarian destruction after the conflict, they did not care at all.

Therefore, this suggestion was directly approved by the royal family, and then the Hindus near Cochin began to slowly gather around the royal family of Travangol.

Fang Lang and others, who have been paying attention to the development of the situation, are silently watching all this.

As the sky slowly darkened, the ground outside King Travangol began to light up with torches, and the crowd was clearly divided into two parts, and although the two sides had not yet begun to engage in physical confrontation, the verbal abuse was slowly escalating.

"Boss, the residents near the temple have already come here, and we can act at any time."

Zhuang Xintian came to Fang Lang's side and said in a low voice.

Fang Lang, who was looking at the lively scene in the distance, heard this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, put down the binoculars in his hand and said:

"The monks in the temple didn't leave, did they?"

"No, don't worry, boss, the temple has been under our surveillance, and without our permission, those who can't leave will definitely not be able to leave the temple."

Zhuang Xintian confidently assured Fang Lang.

Fang Lang smiled when he heard this, and glanced at the crowd facing each other under the torches not far away.

"Let our people keep the rhythm in check, and we must not let these people go tonight. If necessary, add fire to it and make them chaotic. ”

"Understood! Boss! ”

Zhuang Xintian raised his eyes and glanced at the crowd facing each other in the distance, and smiled confidently. Turning around and following Fang Lang, he walked towards the temple.

By the time Fang Lang and his party arrived at the temple, it was already dark, and two slightly old trucks were parked at the entrance of the temple, which was the means of transportation they had arranged to transfer gold.

When Fang Lang and the others were about to enter the temple, two figures came out of the darkness and came to Fang Lang to stand up and salute:

"Boss, the temple has been controlled by us, and the operation can start at any time."

Fang Lang glanced at the temple in the dark, nodded, looked in the direction of the seaside and said:

"Has the ship arrived?"

"Yes boss, the transport boat is on standby in the sea fifty meters away. When you receive the notice, you will go straight to the shore. ”

Qi Qingshan stepped forward and answered Fang Lang's question in a low voice.

"Then let's see how many good things are hidden in the temples of the Indians."

Fang Lang smiled slightly, and strode towards the temple, along the way, everyone did not encounter any obstacles, as if no one in the temple existed, but Fang Lang knew that his own subordinates were on guard in the shadows of the temple at the moment, to prevent outsiders from breaking into the temple area.

This temple Fang Lang had come to scout a few times, and he was very familiar with the situation inside, as if he had returned to his own home, and walked directly into the room of a wine and meat monk.

At this moment, in the room of the wine and meat monk, the drinking monk is tied to a stool, and a tattered rag is stuffed in his mouth, and I don't know if it is someone's socks.

Hindu monks do not enforce shaving, this monk has long hair, his hair is wrapped in a turban, revealing a few strands of slightly gray hair, and his forehead is painted with yellow and white stripes, Fang Lang does not understand what this means.

Several soldiers from the guard company were rummaging around the monk's room, trying to find the entrance to the secret room, but the results of their search did not seem to be satisfactory.

Fang Lang was not in a hurry at all, and after glancing around the situation in the room, he coughed lightly and said:

"Everyone, stop! Let me talk to this master. ”

The soldiers who were searching in the room stopped what they were doing. Fang Lang stood opposite the monk with a smile on his face and said:

"Master, now that the temple has been controlled by my people, there are all my people within a radius of two kilometers, so I don't mind you shouting for help.

However, I'm right in front of you, and if you shout for help, you might make a noise to me, and I'll be angry.

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If I'm angry, I'm probably going to do something irrational, and I see that the teeth in your mouth seem to be very straight, and I don't think you want them to leave you now, right? ”

Fang Lang's attitude was not fierce, and even a little pleasant, but the threat in his words was such that a fool could hear it. The monk, who was already highly frightened, heard this, and began to shake his head desperately.

Seeing this, Fang Lang laughed dumbly, and glanced at Zhuang Xintian on the side helplessly and said:

"Let's pull something out of his mouth and let him speak! The Indian shook his head, only God knows what he meant. ”

When Zhuang Xintian heard this, he directly stepped forward and grabbed the rag in the other party's mouth and ripped it off.

This monk obviously understood what Fang Lang meant, he didn't scream in shock, but swallowed his saliva with difficulty:

"This gentleman, do you have any misunderstanding, we are here in the temple, I don't know what you want to do here?"

Fang Lang didn't expect this guy to be very calm at this time, and he couldn't help but look at him differently.

"Don't you really know what we're here for? Then what secrets are hidden in this room of yours, you should know very well! ”

After listening to Fang Lang's words, the monk, who had seemed calm, shrank his eyes and changed sharply, but he quickly regained his composure and said with a blank face:

"Sir, we are here in a temple, a place where we worship the gods, and as for this room being just the abode of us ordinary monks, there is no secret at all."

Although the other party's expression recovered quickly, he did not avoid Fang Lang's eyes, understanding that the other party was obviously preparing to die with a hard mouth, and he was not ready to take any coercive measures, but continued to smile and said:

"Let me remind you again, where did you get the gold you used to buy wine? You don't have to deny that, do you? ”

The monk's face changed again when he heard this, he still thought that these people were targeting his bandits because he was using gold to spend, after all, Fang Lang and they were all dressed as Indian locals now, which was really very confusing.