Chapter 591 It’s them! It’s the flag of the Eastern pirate!

At this moment, it was already bright, the sun was hanging high in the sky, radiating heat, and various tropical plants grew into various strange styles. In the jungle, countless snakes, insects, ant birds seemed to be frightened by outsiders, and they all scattered in panic and fled in all directions.

"The damn British guy really made Commander Li arguing. He actually took the opportunity to go north and occupied more territory." Looking at the telescope through the telescope, you could indeed see a large number of armed personnel coming here. The bright red military uniform of the British Army was particularly dazzling in the dense forest.

"Damn, it seems that there are quite a lot of people. I guess there must be three or four thousand people, right? Damn it." Even the instructor next to him could not help but swear.

"Let the brothers cheer up and be ready to fight at any time, let them firmly hold the flag as high as possible, so that those British white ghosts can see clearly whose flag it belongs to." Ruan Cheng gritted his teeth and sneered.

Major Clive, the advance battalion of the East India Company colonial army, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He took the kettle from the guards and fed a few mouthfuls. The spring water that should have been cool in the kettle was already a little hot under the hot sun, which made Major Clive even more unhappy. He reached out to take the water and patted his face and neck, cursing the jungle full of poisonous insects and dangerous and the vicious sunlight that could dry people.

Soon, the messenger who rushed from behind interrupted his complaint, and the messenger of Brigadier Jeff, the commander of the British-American coalition forces, stood in front of him. "Major, Brigadier Jeff asked us to speed up a little more. We are already five hours late."

"Okay, I understand. Please tell the Brigadier General that we will advance as fast as possible and arrive at Kyaukub East before 2pm." Major Clive replied with some resentment.

Looking at the messenger's back as he left, Major Clive couldn't help but spit thick phlegm on the ground. "Major, I think we should hurry on our way as soon as possible. Brigadier General Jeff has a bad temper." Next to him, Captain Waite, the company commander, walked over and said.

"Let's go, who made us a group of losers who had been captured by the Easterners for two years?" Major Clive showed a hint of helpless bitterness on his face. Two years ago, he was an excellent major in the British Empire's colonial army, and would be promoted soon. However, no one expected that when they were ambitious to go to the country covered with silk and trees to harvest wealth and honor, they fell into the trap of the damn Eastern robber and became unlucky prisoners of war.

Two and a half years were like a long nightmare. When I was in India, I hugged the enchanting girl, savored the wine, and the life of sleeping in the gooseberry bed was far away from them. These excellent and proud British Empire Army and Navy have become workers with calluses on their hands, working hard in exchange for some belly-covered food.

Every day, they could only stay in the big rooms that looked like pigpens, smelling the indescribable stench that floated from nearby huts, and enduring the bites of fleas and mosquitoes to fall asleep. Only at the end of the month can they get a rest and eat some oily broth, bread, and fruit, which was already the most beautiful enjoyment he had in his life as a prisoner of war.

Finally, two and a half years later, they finally waited for freedom. Yes, when they saw the merchant ship with the British Empire flag picking them up from Kowloon, which was called the nightmare city by them, the British prisoners of war, at that moment, almost all the prisoners of war cried and hugged each other.

However, no one expected that when they arrived in Penang and were about to enjoy the beauty and freedom, the damn military order forced them to take up their weapons and fight again.

However, the only thing that makes people feel relieved is that their enemies are no longer the Chinese army that is as terrifying as a demon, but only the Burmese army that is not very different from the indigenous Indian troops they encountered in India.

Victory, victory after victory, gradually regained the long-lost confidence. The enemies who wore ancient armor, held big swords and spears, and occasionally rode wild beasts like elephants to charge at them, fell one by one under the artillery fire and guns of their British Empire, or fled far away crying.

As a soldier of the British Empire, the pride and superiority seemed to have returned to their former prisoners of war in just two months. Until a few days ago, when the Brigadier General Jeff from London, England asked them to advance north again, no matter what, he wanted to seize the East City of Kyaukub before the Chinese army, increase the bargaining chips with the Chinese Empire, and strive to gain more colonies and wealth from Myanmar, Major Clive realized that originally, that nightmare had been lingering in his heart, and his fear and hatred for that empire had always been hidden in his heart.

However, the component of fear is far greater than hatred. It has to be said that two and a half years of physical and mental torture have given them a deep understanding of the strength and iron blood of Liang Pengfei, the current leader of the empire. When Brigadier General Jeff made this request, he was opposed by almost all the British officers who had been prisoners of war, including Major Clive.

Because they were deeply afraid of the combat effectiveness of the imperial soldier, they knew very well that with the strength of the British Empire in the Eastern colonies, they would never be able to compete with that empire. However, the Brigadier General Jeff, who had just arrived in Penang from England, foolishly regarded their opposition as a manifestation of cowardly and cowardly.

At this time, Viscount Edmund Burke, the only governor of Penang who could hold up the British East India Company Supervisory Committee, was still on his way back to Penang. Therefore, they could only accept the orders of the stupid and arrogant Brigade General Jeff and continue to move forward.

"Flag, look, there are flags there!" A soldier walking in front suddenly shouted loudly, causing the soldiers who were traveling through the dense forest to stop in shock and looked in the direction pointed on the soldier's raised arms.

"My God..." Seeing the blood-red flag standing around the entrance of the valley, Major Clive felt that his blood was almost frozen by the chill rising from the inner bottom. "It was them! It was the flag of the Eastern pirate!" The next moment, Major Clive's howling, as sharp as the Malay orangutan in heat, echoed in the dense forest.

Brigadier General Jeff, who was sitting in the elephant chariot, was awakened by the anxious report from his guards. "What's wrong, what happened?" Brigadier General Jeff, who weighed nearly two hundred pounds, opened his eyes and said dissatisfiedly at the guard who stood on the ground, raising his head and maintaining a salute posture to him.

"God of General, Major Clive, found that there were an unknown number of Chinese imperial troops at the Mengli Pass in front of him. In order to prevent unnecessary misunderstandings from the other party, they had stopped moving forward." The guards did not dare to neglect and answered immediately.

"What did you say?!" Brigadier General Jeff couldn't help but widen his gray eyes. "You mean that Clive coward found the traces of the Chinese army in front of him? Do you know how far is this place from Magui City? It is ninety-five miles, and from Mandalay, the capital of Myanmar, it is nearly two hundred miles, twice our distance. We set off immediately after we got the news of Mandalay being attacked. In less than two days, did the Chinese army fly over?!"

"General, this news has been confirmed. It is indeed the flag of the Eastern Empire." The guard couldn't help but answered with a hard forehead against the spit that Jeff spit out.

"Bastard, these idiots, hurry up, I'm going to see it myself!" Brigadier General Jeff cursed and asked the elephant slave to drive the elephant faster.

When he arrived at the advance camp outside Mengli Pass, the troops guarding Mengli Pass had sent an envoy. "On behalf of the 63rd Division of the Central and Southern Field Army of the Chinese Empire, I would like to warn you that you have violated our agreement. Your British and Alakan coalition forces should be in Magui City, and should not appear here." Ruan Youjiang, the company commander of the Special Reconnaissance Company, stood in front of Major Clive, and seemed to ignore the British and Alipay soldiers around him, and were sending a warning to Major Clive there.

"Major Clive, what is this yellow ghost talking about?" After getting off the elephant chariot, he walked over with a civilized stick under his armpit, arrogantly glanced at the Chinese army envoy who was like an upside down pot on his head, and asked casually.

"God General. This is the representative of the Chinese Empire's army. They think we have crossed the line." Although Major Clive had a lot of dissatisfaction with the brigade general, he did not dare to express it in front of him at all.

"Are we, we crossed the line? It's ridiculous. You told this short, thin, malnutritional yellow-skinned ghost that the pace of our British Empire's army was not something that any person or country could stop him, and asked him to take his soldiers out of this pass, because our army must go north and then north. Myanmar belongs to our British Empire, not theirs!" Brigadier General Jeff's speech was in line with the Ming declaration of an excellent and arrogant senior British general on those barbaric and backward nations.
Chapter completed!