"Get out!" George looked at the Dauntless stuck in the channel with red eyes.

"The channel is stuck!"

"Take another channel." George grabbed the captain's neck and looked at him so fiercely that the captain did not dare to look directly at him.

"There are mines in other channels."

"If there are mines, rush them for me. Just dodge a few mines and you're done." George roared crazily.

"Yes!" The captain also knew that if he didn't rush out now, he would either surrender or be bombed and sunk in the harbor by the airship. This time, Ming Dynasty made it clear that it did not care about the warships of the British Empire.

Even if there are mines in the water, there is nothing we can do now. We can only bravely rush forward!

The flagship sounded the horn, and other warships followed the flagship and sailed out of the harbor.

"Boom!" Before leaving the port, the Flamenco unfortunately struck a mine.

The huge explosion blasted a large hole directly on the left side of the ship's hull. The blasted steel plates flew more than a hundred meters into the sky and fell into the water, causing huge splashes. Seawater poured into the cabin crazily, and the ship's hull tilted rapidly.

The crew members didn't even have time to launch the lifeboats, so they jumped into the water and swam hard.

You have to swim farther away quickly, otherwise the huge vortex of the sinking warship will suck you under the water. Most people will never get out if they are sucked in.

"Keep sailing!" George ordered with red eyes.

Just ten minutes later, "Boom!" came another explosion. This time it was the Cape Verde that hit the mine.

"Sir, we have to slow down our speed to rescue those crew members who have fallen into the water."

"Don't worry about them, don't worry about them. Drive to the open sea, drive to the open sea." George looked at the airships circling overhead. Only by maintaining a high speed, the airships would not bomb. For technical reasons, the airships could only stop bombing.

It may not be moving, or it may be a ship sailing at a slow speed. For a ship sailing at such a high speed, even if the airship bombs, it will not be able to explode accurately.

If a bomb falls on your head like this, it’s definitely a character issue. Even God can’t help!

Slowing down the speed will lead to attacks from airships. With so many airships bombing one target, one bomb of 500 kilograms would be enough to bear.

Ships continued to hit mines, and some simply stopped and raised white flags. George wanted to run, but those soldiers didn't want to run. Compared with hitting mines and falling into the water, surrendering was much more comfortable. At least it wouldn't be like water.

Like those people there, they paddled hard to get out of the whirlpool, but in the end they were dragged into the deep seabed by the whirlpool.

The fleet instantly fell into chaos. George ordered to open fire on those ships that were hoisting white flags and preparing to surrender to the Ming Dynasty. The battleships of the British Empire must not fall into the hands of the Ming army.

The soldiers were very resistant to this order, but there was nothing they could do about it. The officers used guns to force them to carry out the order, and the shells were loaded into the barrels. Did the mathematicians deliberately over-report? Or under-report.

Are the shells not accurate when fired? The two salvos sent water rising into the sky, but the ship with the white flag raised was unharmed.

But the problem is? Those parked warships don’t know that they are keeping their hands. When they see the flagship, they want to kill themselves? Why don’t they fight to the death?

The shells fell on the flagship, killing several soldiers who were cleaning the shells.

Now the soldiers on the flagship are also angry? I let you off the hook, but you actually repaid me with kindness. Fuck you! Fuck you.

Before the Ming navy could strike, the British Empire's warships started fighting each other.

Finally broke out of the port? George's flagship was already covered in scars. Soon, he saw thick smoke on the sea level. Then, the Ming warship appeared in his telescope.

Twelve iron-clad ships, and on our side? There are only three left. Even if we win this battle? There are still more than twenty iron-clad ships waiting for us behind the Ming army.

When the cannons on the sea rumbled, the Zhangxi people began to enter the city.

The people of Zhangxi have an unforgettable hatred for the people of Mumbai. This time they went to the city to take revenge.

When they first entered the city, there were Indians lined the streets to welcome them. The people in Zhangxi couldn't help but shoot at the Mumbaikars. They rushed into the homes of the rich and started robbing them unscrupulously. After the robbery, they began to insult the women of the rich families.

.Finally, burn the rich man's house to the ground.

And those women who were insulted were thrown into the sea of ​​fire and burned alive into charcoal.

The people of Zhangxi vented their hatred of being invaded on the people of Mumbai without any scruples. Did they rob? Did they kill? You can see red blood everywhere. You can see human body parts everywhere? You can see naked bodies everywhere.

Zhangxi man with ass swaying on Mumbai woman.

This is a chaotic era, and Indians must learn to live like mice. Otherwise, if they go out on the street, they may never return home.

Even the people of Mumbai who believe in Hinduism cannot stand such a large-scale massacre. Spontaneous resistance groups emerged, with weapons snatched from the armory in their hands.

Many of these people were former soldiers. They carried weapons and were active in the streets and alleys. If they saw Zhangxi people, they would shoot them. And they would change places after shooting, and they would never discharge empty guns.

As a result, the streets became even more chaotic. After the Zhangxi people encountered an attack, they would often carry out a collective massacre with the dead as a radius. As long as the living people within this radius were all included in the massacre, they were the victors.

There is a giant called Ming behind them, and they can do whatever they want.

Li Xiao was sitting outside the city, constantly listening to all the shocking events in the city. Unexpectedly, the always gentle and gentle Zhangxi people would be so crazy. Indeed, a month ago, the Indians were still attacking Zhangxi. With Wu Sangui's virtue, it was

It doesn't matter how many people the army kills, whether these people were wronged or not.

It proves that sentence, sooner or later you will have to pay back your money.

The people of Mumbai are repaying their debts, repaying the blood debt owed by the Mumbai soldiers.

Stalin once said that blood debts must be repaid with blood. The saying that blood debts must be repaid with blood is not just a creation of the Ming Dynasty.

"Wu Sangui still hasn't been found?" Li Xiao doesn't care how many people died in Mumbai, or how many people died in Zhang Xi. Anyway, no matter where people die, their grudges are recorded, and they will be recorded for generations to come.

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Hatred is more unforgettable than kindness, and it is absolutely correct. For the Ming Dynasty, an India where mutual hatred and killings continued was better than an India where the central government highly recognized the central government and all ethnic groups lived in harmony.

many.

"I haven't found it. The Indians have been surrounding the Governor's Mansion, and it is impossible for him to get out. But I have searched all over the Governor's Mansion, but there is still no trace of him. Oh, by the way, there was a big explosion in the Governor's Mansion the day the Zhangxi people entered the city.

Part of the house was turned into ruins, and Wu Sangui might have been trapped underneath." Li Hu shook his head helplessly, and his guards went to Wu Sangui's Governor's Mansion.

But after two days, nothing was found. Not to mention Wu Sangui, not even a hair of Wu Sangui was found.

"Forget it! It's been three days. Even if Wu Sangui relied on two legs, he would have run far away. Now I can't catch up anymore. I want to see if he went to the Ottoman Empire or the Persians.

Take him in." Li Xiao took a sip of wine. The wine produced in India doesn't taste good. I don't know why, and I can't say why it doesn't taste good. Anyway, it just doesn't taste good.

What Li Xiao is drinking now is the filial piety of the Arabs. These profit-seeking guys want to get a share of India's post-war reconstruction. If they want to get these projects, they naturally have to please the conquerors.

With the shrewdness of the Arabs, they would never go to Queen Zhangxi or Sultan Tiep. Everyone knows who they are, and the most powerful one today is the Ming Dynasty. The powerful Ming Empire is like a cloud in the sky.

The red sun is so bright that people can't open their eyes.

"Wherever Wu Sangui runs, we will chase him. Anyway, wherever we chase him, he will be a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty. When the time comes, they will be required to pay tribute every year and come to court every year. Brother, you should also be impressive." Li Hu smiled.

With a wave of his hand, he had the momentum to sweep away thousands of armies.

"Third brother! I'm not the Ming Emperor. Why do I come to court every year to pay tribute? Not only can't I collect much, but I also have to give rewards to these country bumpkins. We don't do business at a loss!

What our Ming Dynasty wants are their resources. Especially mineral resources. These are non-renewable. Our Ming Dynasty’s own must be left to future generations. Now if we want to develop, we can only use theirs.

In the future, if their descendants are gone, they will have to come to Ming Dynasty to buy from our descendants. In this way, we Ming Dynasty can still make a lot of money even by selling resources.

Even if we have a prodigal son in the future, we can survive for a few more years with these things." Li Xiao put down the wine and looked at the thick smoke that covered the sky in Mumbai in the distance.

Nowadays, there are so many wooden buildings in the city of Mumbai that they will be broken into pieces if burned. It seems that the city of Mumbai is in danger of becoming a ruin. This is not possible. I will have to rely on Mumbai to contain the Zhangxi people in the future.

"Three days! Tell the Queen of Zhangxi to withdraw her people. Tell the Indians in the city to elect a leader to talk to us. We will ensure their safety and will no longer allow the Zhangxi people to kill at will.

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"Haha! Queen Zhang Xi is sulking right now." Li Hu smiled with some gloating.

"What's wrong?" Li Xiao looked at Li Hu puzzled.

"Master Ao sets up a card to collect money on all the way back to Zhangxi. Who are you? As long as you pass by, you have to pay a tax of 70% of your belongings. I heard that even the Queen of Zhangxi's things are not exempted."

"Ha! Only Lao Ao dares to do this. This time the First Division has contributed a lot. Let him collect some money. When he returns to the country, he won't be able to collect it even if he wants to. What's the news from your second brother?

No?"

"Second brother killed fifteen British warships and captured three. He sent people over to ask what to do with the prisoners of war on these three warships."

"Send them to Egypt by ship, and let them walk the rest of the way by themselves. They can go wherever they want, we don't care!"

After explaining several things in succession, Li Hao put down his wine glass. Sun Xing hurriedly handed over the cigar and struck a match to help light the cigar.

Li Xiao took a sip: "Cigar is a good thing. You can also grow some on Ceylon Island. In fact, we can also grow it in Ming Dynasty, but it is better to get less of this kind of thing. After all, it is not a good thing!

In addition, opium poppy is grown in many places in India. This stuff must be eradicated. Don't think that it doesn't matter if Indians smoke it. As long as Indians smoke it, we Ming people are likely to be led astray. It's not easy to learn well, but you can learn bad things quickly.

Still sitting.

All Ming Dynasty's lands and dependent countries do not allow the existence of poppy. If anyone is found to be planting it privately, let Mr. Ao ask his king if he has lived enough.

Find Queen Zhangxi, Sultan Tipu and the kings of those small states. Tell them that within three months, order them to eradicate all poppies in their territory. After three months, as long as there is still one poppy on their land

As long as the poppies exist, Ao Ye will chop off their heads.

You go in person to show that I take this matter very seriously." Regarding poppies, Li Xiao felt that there was nothing much to say. They must be eradicated, and even Indians are not allowed to smoke them.

"I know, brother!"

Li Xiao's order was quickly conveyed, and the Zhangxi people had no choice but to withdraw from the city of Bombay. Bombay was temporarily presided over by a few elders, and soon they elected a new elder.

When Li Xiao saw this elder, he was almost blown away by the huge body odor on his body. He couldn't tell what the smell was, but it was weird anyway. Li Xiao always felt like vomiting when he smelled it.

A stick of sandalwood was lit, which made Li Xiao feel a lot better. Li Xiao was a little suspicious that incense was invented to mask the smell.

After all, given the living habits of Indians, with so many people gathering together, you can imagine how offensive the smell is to your nose. With sandalwood, it will be much better. It can suppress a lot of strange smells, just like the one in front of you.
To be continued...