Chapter 350: Fuse: Oil!

"What did you do wrong? Do I still need to ask? As the general of the Dongting Lake Naval Division, the soldiers are as short as one-quarter, and the court draws ships to build ships and buys cannons every year. But when you look at the warships you bring, most of them are old boats, and some warships are even leaking water. Three or four out of ten are fishing boats that are pulled to hang flags and call them warships. On a warship, there are less than a hundred kilograms of gunpowder. You are called a navy. You are also worthy of being the general. Get out of this coach!!!" Fu Kangan shouted in a deep voice, and the murderous aura of miserable bones penetrated his body. As soon as A Baoji's legs were weak, he fell to the ground. "Master..."

"Master, why are you angry with such a person? You can't do it?" Hailan looked at A Baoji's embarrassed and in a hurry and persuaded him.

Fu Kangan snorted coldly: "We are so many stupid insects like him in the Qing Dynasty." Shaking the white paper in his hand, Fu Kangan asked the governor of Liangjiang Shulin, "Brother Fu Zhai, where did you get this thing?"

"Although we have confiscated many villages and towns around Zhenjiang River, many of them are still scattered into the hands of those people." Shu Lin sighed and said.

Fu Kangan's brows were locked tightly. "It's useless. Since they did this, they must have expected that we would move. Now, no matter how we do it, we will be wrong, but we have to do it..."

"Master, why did you say this?" Hailancha frowned, and he was really unpredictable.

"If we disagree with their conditions, we will ignore the people of our country. If we agree, if it falls into the eyes of the people, will they think that the court is actually showing weakness and surrender to the mere external barbarians?"

After hearing Fu Kangan's analysis, everyone present couldn't help but take a breath. This vicious plan was so vicious.

Hailancha's expression was hard to see. He gritted his teeth and said viciously. "The sinister and vicious point of this strategy is to make advance or retreat. I believe that the British must have the means to make the people on both sides of the Yangtze River know this book."

Shulin sighed a long time, turned his face to look at Fu Kangan who was walking with his hands behind his back. "Master, is there no good solution to solve it?"

"Of course not without it." Hailancha, the counselor, replied to Fu Kangan, who was still strolling and thinking about countermeasures: "There is only one way to solve their move, that is, to wipe them out in one go, to demonstrate the power of our Qing army, to capture the uninformed intentions of the barbarians, and to calm the people's suspicion of the court."

"However, the British seem to have expected this step long ago, so they left a powerful partial army in the Guangdong waters of Fujian and Guangdong to sway, which threatened the Qing Dynasty's seas, making our Qing Dynasty naval army dare not move lightly, and clenched into a fist to attack the British fleet swimming in the Yangtze River." At this time, Fu Kangan had stopped and explained with a bitter face.

"This can't be considered a conspiracy. If this plan wasn't too vicious and vicious, it could have been called an open conspiracy. I didn't expect that there would be someone among the British and foreigners who had such a strategy." Fu Kang'an's words made everyone present feel sad, and the decision-making power could only be handed over to Fu Kang'an and the governor of Liangjiang Shulin.

But both of them saw the helplessness in each other's eyes, because this decision was really difficult...

Dutch Groning could not have imagined that Liang Pengfei, a Chinese leader with a strong military force, had only sent two thousand soldiers to participate in this joint military operation attack on Kolkata. Although Groning admitted that these soldiers were so outstanding and fierce, the problem was that they did not carry any heavy weapons, and at least the eighteen-pound cannons or twenty-four-pound cannons were not seen.

Not only Gronin, but even Naberia found it incredible, but the problem is that the officers of this Chinese army made a very affirmative guarantee that within five to ten days, the British mercenaries in Kolkata and its surrounding areas would have an unprecedented riot, and even a war against their former master, the British East India Company.

This kind of assurance made the officers and officials of other Western countries who were ready to set out to attack Kolkata, and the proud French colonel Deselli even angrily demanded the dissolution of the operation.

However, with the persuasion of Villa, Groning and others, and with the long-term guarantee of the battalion commander of the Second Battalion of the Chinese Federal, Deserley reluctantly agreed to wait for five days. If five days later, if there is no large-scale riots in the Kolkata area as guaranteed by the Chinese officer, France will withdraw from the alliance.

However, what surprised everyone that his chin fell was that on the fourth day, the coalition forces received information from the Kolkata area. The Indians rioted and almost swept the entire Kolkata area. At the beginning, it began with the riots caused by the tens of thousands of Indian British mercenaries.

The fuse was caused by the British army applying animal fat to the foreskin of the bullet. You should know that in order to prevent moisture and rust, muskets and their ammunition need to be maintained with grease, and when used, soldiers need to use their teeth to bite the foreskin.

Hinduism reverespects cattle as holy objects and never eat beef. Muslims do not eat pork due to religious habits. A large number of British mercenaries were Hinduism and Muslims. When they were quietly released by the soldiers of the Second Special Battalion and quietly entered the various mercenary camps and Indian focus areas in the Kolkata area and learned that the fat was actually taken from butter and lard, they immediately triggered violent riots in the military camps.

Both Hindu migration and Muslims believe that this is an insult to their religion. They protested strongly and refused to use this bullet, but most of the petitioners were severely suppressed. The East India Company has heard about the news that Western countries are ready to move in India. Therefore, in order to prevent the combat effectiveness of the army from being affected, we hope to use cruel means to calm the Indian mercenaries.

They arrested hundreds of petitioned soldiers, dropped them all into prison, and even shot several Indian mercenaries who threatened to retaliate against the British who slaughtered holy objects.

However, what they did not expect was that the only advantage of the Indians was their religious persistence. The suppression did not achieve the desired effect, but instead further aroused the dissatisfaction of the soldiers. The Hindu priests held the Ganges water in their hands, and the Muslim soldiers faced the Quran and vowed to drive the British away.

On the night when the petitioners were suppressed, Indian mercenaries launched troops and rushed into the prison in Kolkata City, released their detained partners, and killed several British officers. However, just when they wanted to burn down the British buildings in Nakalkata City, they were blocked by the British army who rushed to hear the news. For their beliefs, the Indians exhaled unprecedented courage. They occupied the Indians in Nakalkata City and fought fiercely with the British army in Kolkata City.

By the beginning of its establishment, Kolkata was divided into two completely different areas, one British and one Indian, and the Indian area was called the Black Town by the British. The poverty of the Black Town seemed so horrifying compared to the richness of the British, that they could only rely on the alms of the British, or rely on working for the British to support their families.

Of course, poverty brings not only hunger, but also hatred. Now these Indians living in Black Town have become the most powerful supporters of the rebellious Indian mercenaries.

It is precisely for this reason that the city of Kolkata is already in chaos, with deafening gunshots everywhere, and blood from Bobo and a corpse that has not yet been restrained.

Although the British army was far fewer than those Indian mercenaries, they were more well-trained, and the British people living in Kolkata also stood up and picked up guns to fight against the Indians' counterattack.

They had sufficient weapons and ammunition. After the British picked up their weapons and joined the battle, the mercenaries gradually could not support them. One street and one street were falling. The only thing that made them happy was that the South Gate of Kolkata was still controlled in their hands, and reinforcements and weapons and ammunition could also be transported in time.

"How long will it take for those people to arrive? Amub, we have been supporting for three days, why haven't we seen a reinforcement you mentioned? The soldiers are already very tired, but the British are still attacking us all the time. Damn, these blasphemous pagans." Indian mercenary colonel Kharif looked at Sharuk standing in front of him with anger and exhaustion and complained with great anger.

"Dear uncle, please believe me. Those people are about to arrive, and they may appear in our sight in the next minute. I swear, they are really nearby." Shah Ruk shrugged his shoulders and streaked. He is Colonel Kharif's nephew, and he is also an Indian mercenary captured by the Liang family army.

Kharif's eyes moved away from Shah Rukh's face and fell on the yellow-skinned, black-haired and dark-eyed Chinese standing beside Shah Rukh. He said in slightly stiff English: "My nephew told me that your people are nearby, but why haven't they appeared in front of me yet? You know, my soldiers and I have paid a heavy price. Mr. Chen, I want to know if you are cheating on me."
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