Ever since Lv Zhu left, Queen Zhang Xi had a very bad premonition. Details about the city of Bombay were reported back to Bombay by pigeons every day.

Wu Sangui is recruiting for the army. In addition to the workers in the factory, men from sixteen to sixty are all applying. A large number of peasants who have never held a gun have entered the army and were given a suit of clothes and a gun with fifty rounds of ammunition.

.After shooting these fifty rounds of ammunition, you will be considered a veteran.

All signs show that Wu Sangui is brewing a big war. And the spearhead of the war is undoubtedly against Zhang Xi.

"Damn it, Zhang Xi actually rebelled." Wu Sangui groaned angrily as he walked into the huge office. In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows was the playground where countless recruits were training.

"That bitch, I have long believed that she is unreliable. Her rebellion is a trivial matter, but she led more than a dozen countries to rebel against us. When they made a fuss, other small countries began to become restless. The news came back yesterday

According to the news, there are signs of rebellion in Punjab again. Should we wipe out Punjab first and then deal with that bitch?" George's tone was a little decadent.

"There has been bad news recently. Galdan was completely defeated in the Ili Valley, and the Ming army completely occupied it. With our strength, it is impossible to take it back.

The Ming Navy has once again increased its troops. Now they have enough ironclad ships to block the waters of Mumbai again. They have even established supply bases on two islands in the outer sea.

The worst news is Zhang Xi. They led more than a dozen states to rebel. Together with the taxes they withheld from other states, the empire lost half of its income. Our finances are beginning to be tight, and so many farmers are now being recruited.

Join the army. Next year, we may starve." Dorgon walked to the huge French window and looked helplessly at the soldiers below.

Now they are honest and peaceful soldiers, but if they really have nothing to eat, they will become the source of trouble. With guns in their hands and no food in their stomachs, it will be really difficult to prevent them from robbing.

"I'm not taking you in just to make you complain." Wu Sangui disliked this yin and yang Jurchen more and more. If Dorgon didn't really have two brushes, he would have killed this damn Jurchen long ago.

"I'm not complaining, but reminding you. You Chinese people have an old proverb, a person can be mistaken for a moment, and a person can be mistaken for a year. Is it really necessary to recruit so many people into the army? They have not undergone strict training.

Send them to the battlefield, are you sure they can defeat the Liao army composed of elites who have fought hundreds of battles?"

"You think I don't want to recruit more Gurkhas who are good at fighting? We have been fighting for four years and so many people have died. The Gurkhas have almost been recruited, and the recruiter came back and said, if I want Gurkhas

The Ka people, they could only bring me a group of children.

I know these people can't defeat the Liao army, but what can I do? If we don't have the advantage in quality, and if we don't have the advantage in quantity, this battle will be a fart.

It doesn't matter if there is a lack of training, that bitch Queen Zhang Xi just rebelled. Just practice with them. Have you been to the battlefield and seen the blood? Then you are a veteran." Wu Sangui walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the soldiers training below.

Under the bright sun? A large group of people kept crawling on the ground. The instructor kept hitting the stick on the people with their buttocks sticking out high!

Dorgon stopped talking? He seemed to have seen the scene of a river of blood. He did not say the following words again, that is, kill everyone? What is the use of occupying Zhangxi?

What Mumbai needs now is Zhangxi's mineral deposits, food? and money. And what keeps producing these three things? It's a huge number of people. Killing all the people? Are you going to find rats to collect taxes?

I heard that Britain is currently at war with France. The British, the Prussians, the Austrians, and the Russians have formed several anti-French alliances. But they were all defeated by the French Napoleon. The arrogant Napoleon?

Prepare to be crowned emperor.

Can't you count on domestic support from the UK? India can only rely on its own strength to fight against the Ming Dynasty. But now, it is also divided internally. What is even more dangerous is that these separatist forces have been used by Li Xiao.

Xizuo continued to send back intelligence, and large quantities of arms landed every day. By land, they were constantly being transported to Zhangxi.

Wu Sangui is also going to die, where should he go? Could it be said? Can’t he avenge his revenge? Is it true that the Jurchens can never regain their former glory?

Thinking of the majestic Houjin Eight Banners back then, and looking at his few remaining subordinates now, Dorgon felt as if he was in another world.

Wu Sangui finally listened to Dorgon's words and just selected young workers to form an army of 150,000 people. In fact, it was not that he didn't want to do what he wanted, but that he really couldn't come up with so many weapons to equip these people.

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We can't let them face the Liao army armed with machine guns with swords and spears. That's not fighting, it's committing suicide.

After training for half a month, fifty rounds of bullets were almost enough. Wu Sangui set off with his army!

The army of 150,000 people was the largest army Wu Sangui had ever commanded. The ant-like crowd crowded the muddy dirt road. It seemed to be specially designed to oppose him. India, which had not rained for many days, actually rained in the past two days.

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After it rains, even though it has been exposed to the sun and there is a hard crust in the mud, as long as one steps on it, mud will come out from underneath. It's okay for people to walk over, but they are afraid of being run over by a baggage truck. It's just a crushing

There was a ditch, and many cars passed through it. There were two deep ditches on both sides, and the ground in the middle rose high.

The hunched back made the car's chassis "squeak" and "squeak" loudly. As long as a car broke down on the road, it would be overturned mercilessly on the side of the road to ensure the normal passage of other vehicles.

The march was difficult, and the five-day march lasted for fifteen days. Before we could take a breath when we arrived at Zhangxi, it started raining again. It was still a heavy rainstorm, with raindrops as big as soybeans hitting the dry land.

Once it was smashed, it was a crater. After a heavy rain overnight, the military camp that had been set up had turned into a swamp.

The soldiers waded through the water and had no way to cook, so they had to eat dry food.

The most terrible thing is that if you can't cook, you can't boil hot water. The soldiers have no clean hot water to drink and can only drink rainwater from the ground.

Indian soldiers have no concept of toilets at all. In fact, many of them don't use toilets at home. They just squat in one place for convenience. Before going to the toilet, they only need to use a wooden pipe a few times to scare away any snakes that may be hiding in the grass.

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A team of 150,000 people, poop floating everywhere on the water. As for how many tons of urine are in the water, only God knows.

It was still raining lightly the next day, and God knows when it will continue to rain. I heard from people nearby that this kind of rain has been recorded for 20 days in a row.

For twenty days, Dorgon was convinced that these 150,000 people would be plagued by the disease before they could wait for twenty days. In the end, their lives would be destroyed by the plague!

"March, we must march. Capture a high city, otherwise, we will all have to play." Dorgon stood in Wu Sangui's military tent and shouted at Wu Sangui.

"Capture a high-lying city. Within a hundred miles, the highest place is Zhangxi City. Without baggage, how can you attack Zhangxi City? Just rely on the rifles and grenades in the hands of the soldiers?"

"You have to attack the city even with rifles and grenades. Either you wait for the plague to spread across your army, or your army collapses on its own." Now Dorgon was really lucky that he didn't bring more people out. Otherwise, how many more people would there be?

With thousands of mouths to eat, the logistics supplies collapsed in minutes.

"God, are you really going to kill me here?" Wu Sangui scratched his hair anxiously.

Indians have the habit of eating flatbreads, and they baked a lot of flatbreads before setting off. But no matter how much they bake, they still have an army of 150,000. Logistics and supplies consume a huge amount of dry food every day, and the existing dry food is only enough to last three days at most.

sky.

"Is there any way to make the rain stop?" The frantic Wu Sangui suddenly asked a question that made everyone collapse. To make the rain stop, this is a fucking human thing, you have to ask

God.

Facts have proved that you are not afraid of things that are difficult, but you are afraid of those who are determined.

All his subordinates looked like they were at a loss. Whether they were the people he brought from the Ming Dynasty or the arrogant British officers, they were all unable to negotiate with God.

"Damn it!" Wu Sangui walked out angrily. Now he had to come forward to stabilize the morale of the army.

Not far away, Dorgon had already ordered the soldiers to dig out the earth and build a high platform. Once the high platform was built, pots and stoves could be set up on it. Then some dry branches could be folded to boil water.

I have to admit that Dorgon had some tricks up his sleeve. Wu Sangui hurriedly asked people to follow Dorgon's tricks. No matter what, boiled hot water is better than dirty water on the ground.

"Young General...!" Wu Laoer walked up behind Wu Sangui, hesitating to speak.

"What are you doing!" Wu Sangui asked angrily, frowning, not knowing what this tough guy was going to do.

Among the people he brought from Ming Dynasty, Wu Laoer was the most capable, but he was also the most stupid. Wu Sangui didn't understand why he was looking for him in such a difficult time.

"Major General, one of my cooks said that he knows a way to make the rain stop." Wu Laoer said naively.

"What the hell? What can he do? Wait, cook? Indian?" Wu Sangui immediately caught the mistake in Wu Laoer's words.

In Wu Sangui's army, only Indians can become officers after arrangements have been made between themselves and the British. If there is no other way, Indians can become officers. In the eyes of Wu Sangui and the British, Indians are inferior animals and untouchables!

"Yeah!" Wu Laoer nodded naively and said yes.

Wu Sangui was so angry that his head almost exploded, and he kicked the tough guy. Can you believe what the Indians say?

"Really, he said that a wizard is very effective. As long as he takes action, he will definitely stop the rain." Wu Laoer was kicked, but he was not discouraged.

"Okay, okay! Go and invite the wizard over to do this. If the rain really stops, I will give you one hundred taels of gold." Wu Sangui was also annoyed and had no choice but to kick his legs and feet on his big body.

It's like fucking tickling.

"Oh! Okay! Got it." Wu Laoer left happily. Wu Sangui was so angry that he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He kept telling himself that it was not worth being angry to death by a fool.

High platforms are being built everywhere in the military camp, and soon the dry branches will not be enough. I have no choice but to pull out the bullets, sprinkle them on the wet firewood, and then light them. Not to mention, it can really light the wet firewood. It’s just that the smoke is too big

A little, but if you put the wet firewood aside for a while, the wet firewood will dry out.

The entire military camp was shrouded in thick smoke, and the thick smoke rising into the sky could be seen from a hundred miles away. For those who didn't know, they thought a war had started here in advance.

In this thick smoke, something outrageous was happening in Wu Laoer's military camp.

There was no stove on the high platform, but a guy dressed like a mop appeared. This guy was holding a tambourine in his hand and kept jumping up and down. He was mumbling something. There were three frightened little kids under the high platform.

My child, look at the fierce-looking people around you.

The guy in the mop roared and his body began to shake like a rocker. "Sir, that's it. Let's do it!" A guy with a dark face said to Wu Laoer.

"Hurry and dig!" Wu Laoer gave the order, and screams immediately began.

All three children had their eyes gouged out.

The gouged eyes were placed in a bowl and held up on a high platform. Then the three screaming children were disembowelled alive, and their still-beating hearts were taken out and handed over.

The wizard poured away a bowl of heart blood, then picked up the still-beating heart and started dancing on the high platform. The guy's hands were cramped, like wires, and he bared his teeth and claws like a mad dog.

Wu Laoer watched carefully, he firmly believed that this guy would be able to stop the rain. The rain quickly diluted the blood, and in the end there was no trace of blood at all.

The wizard trembled all over and jumped even faster. Wu Laoer believed that this wizard was indeed a good man, because it was impossible for ordinary people to shake so fast.

When the wizard's whole body was shaking to the extreme, he suddenly opened his mouth, stuffed the whole human heart into his mouth and swallowed it. Then he pointed his hands to the sky and kept mumbling words that Wu Laoer couldn't understand.

"Ugh!" The wizard finally yelled to the sky, lay back, and fell on the high platform.

When Wu Sangui heard the sound and rushed over, the wizard had already fainted from exhaustion.

ps: Where do I come from!

Where am I going!

who I am?

Three philosophical questions that can drive people crazy, troubled the reborn Li Hao. Reborn in 1998, Li Hao, a man of two generations, decided not to let down the years.

Family! Friendship! And love...!

I was reborn, this time belongs to me!

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