"This Wu Sangui, it seems that he really wants to destroy Zhang Xi. He fought for three days under Zhang Xi's city. I heard that more than 10,000 people were killed." Li Hu looked at the battle report sent back from Zhang Xi and glanced at Li who was drinking wine.

owl.

"Let him beat him up. It would be better if they all die. It's like a dog bites a dog and it's like a hair in its mouth!" Li Xiao didn't even read the battle report and continued to look at the sea and sip the wine.

"The Zhangxi people can't hold on any longer. The news from Wang Dalong is that even the elderly and children have gone to the battlefield. It has become a common thing for people to jump off the city wall with explosive bags. I think they have already

Reached the limit!”

"If your brain is broken, why don't you just light the explosive pack and throw it down? Without cannons, we used to use trebuchets to defend the city. We don't have to use our brains!" Speaking of the tragedy of Zhangxi people, Li Xiao was extremely excited.

Disdainful.

"But, brother!"

"There is no but, we must wait until Li Dingguo is in place before we can launch the attack. Now Wu Sangui's men are just a herd of sheep, and Ao Ye can disperse them with just a breath. Where will the defeated troops flee?

Li Dingguo must intervene in place and block Wu Sangui's retreat path. In this way, we can complete the task of annihilating Wu Sangui's effective forces. The next step is to attack Bombay, so that there will be no greater casualties.

In urban street fighting, one more enemy soldier may cost us ten casualties. In short, I want the fewer people in Mumbai who can fight, the better, and the fewer supplies that can fight, the better.

If Wu Sangui's men and materials suffer more casualties under Zhangxi City, a lot less blood will be shed when we attack Bombay.

Hu Zi! Go out and look at the young faces of those soldiers. They all have mothers and fathers, and some have wives and children. When we come out to fight, we don’t want to use their lives as firewood.

One day, when you return to the Ming Dynasty, your gray-haired mother wants you to have a son, and the young widow asks you to ask for a husband. The knee-high child grabs your pants and asks you to ask for your father. What will you do?

Whenever I think of these scenes, I shudder. Those are all descendants of my Chinese Miao and Han family, and they are not comparable to those pigs and dogs in Zhangxi.

A general's ability is not to capture a city but to be able to capture a city and bring his brothers back intact. This is the ability of a general." After Li Xiao finished speaking, he drank wine slowly. Years of battlefield experience have made him more capable.

He has the composure to not be surprised at anything.

Li Hu had nothing to say, that was the fact. Even though all the people in Zhangxi were dead, they were not as important as the Ming people. In other words, it seemed reasonable to sacrifice the interests of other nations for the sake of the Ming Dynasty. Who allowed the Ming Dynasty to occupy the dominant position today!

This world is like this, the strong can take over the world, and the interests of the weak are not pity. The law of the jungle of the weak and the strong is also adapted to human society. Whether it is a country? Or a nation? Or a person. As long as it is not strong,

After all, it is difficult to avoid the fate of being eliminated.

Li Xiao was drinking wine leisurely and admiring the beautiful scenery of the Indian Ocean.

Not to mention? The sky is indeed very blue and the clouds are very white. The sun is shining brightly? It would be even better if there are a few exotic beauties.

Li Xiao decided not to lie down anymore and to do a sport that he likes very much recently? Fishing!

Just do it! Waving to Shunzi, Shunzi, who had evolved into the roundworm in Li Xiao's belly, magically produced a fishing rod. Then the two of them carried the bucket to the front deck, ready to start the day.

Leisure time.

The sky suddenly turned dark? There was an annoying noise coming from the head again. No matter how the airship is improved, the huge noise still makes the head hurt.

The airship dropped the letter bucket and flew away. Not long after, Li Hu came shouting.

"Big brother! Big brother! Second brother sent news that Li Dingguo's troops successfully landed and successfully arrived at the insertion position today. We can take action!"

Li Xiao reluctantly took the battle report, read it hastily and nodded. "Send an order to Master Ao? You can start the attack. Just remember one thing. All the prisoners will be handed over to the people of Zhangxi."

"Brother? Prisoners are always sold by whoever catches them. If you do this, will Master Ao...!"

When the Liao army was fighting, prisoners were considered a kind of capture. The troops that captured the prisoners would sell the prisoners directly to the Ministry of Household Affairs. The prisoners would then be transferred and sold by the Ministry of Household Affairs and used as labor force in the Ming Dynasty.

In those coal mines of the Ming Dynasty that eat people without spitting out bones and various mines in the barren mountains and mountains? There are many prisoners of war captured on such battlefields. This can also be regarded as a welfare for the Liao army? Because the money from selling prisoners of war is large.

Part of it is distributed to the officers and soldiers who participated in the war. A small part is added to the fund for supporting disabled officers and soldiers. It is operated by the Ministry of Household Affairs, and a sum of money is given to the disabled officers and soldiers every year. Although it is not much, it is still a small amount of money from the comrades.

Therefore, on the battlefield, the Liao army treated the prisoners preferentially. Under normal circumstances, there would be no large-scale massacre of prisoners. Now that Li Xiao wants to hand over the prisoners to the Zhangxi people, it means that the money is gone. Is it possible?

If there is a massacre of prisoners, it will be difficult to say.

"Now that the fighting has reached this point, the eyes of both sides are already red. Give the prisoners to the Zhangxi people. Guess what the Zhangxi people will do?"

"They will definitely massacre prisoners of war to vent their anger!"

"That's it, as long as the massacre of prisoners of war by the Zhangxi people is spread out, Bombay and Zhangxi, the two largest states in India, will become eternal enemies.

Even if we don't care, the people in Zhangxi will work hard to help us suppress the people in Mumbai. Even if the people in Zhangxi want to rebel in the future, we will have a very good helper who can provide a lot of cannon fodder.

You! Now that we are brothers, we have to think about future generations."

"I know, brother!" Li Hu nodded. What brother said makes sense. Hatred is always better remembered than kindness.

Li Xiao looked at the airship in the distance without saying a word. His wish may soon be realized. Mumbai will definitely become a port city under the control of the Ming Dynasty.

As long as Bombay is captured, plus several small islands such as Diego Garcia and Ceylon, the Ming fleet will control all waterways from the Pacific to the Indian Ocean. Controlling the waterways also controls trade.

Mahan's theory of sea power is very good. Whoever controls world trade controls the entire world.

Today's Ming Dynasty has reached the threshold of industrialization. It is the process of completing the accumulation of primitive capital. This process will leave behind numerous bones. The most famous one is the British sheep eating people!

In the Ming Dynasty, sheep do not eat people now, but coal and mines eat people.

In order to complete primitive accumulation, all these hard and tiring tasks were done by foreign prisoners of war. The corpses of foreigners created the Ming Dynasty’s cheap energy supply, and the Ming Dynasty needed to dig out coal as high as Mount Tai from the ground every year. How huge this required

Manpower, but Ming Dynasty's coal, has not seen a significant increase in five years.

You know, this was an era when coal was mined entirely using primitive methods. There was no trace of the modern machinery of later generations.

Complementing this is the mining industry. The mines of the Ming Dynasty are also the cemeteries of foreigners.

The Ming Dynasty imported more than 200,000 strong laborers every year, but after so many years of importing, it seemed that the gap was still not filled. So the Ming Dynasty had to import Egyptians from distant Egypt to fill the gap.

It's not like Li Xiao never thought about managing coal mines. A dead person there is no different than a dead kitten or puppy. But after some calculations with Sun Chengzong, Li Xiao had to give up this idea.

If mines and coal mines are managed, the result will be a skyrocketing price of energy products. This skyrocketing will trigger a skyrocketing price of downstream products, and Ming Dynasty will have to pay a very high price as a result of the chain reaction.

Ming Dynasty is not ready to pay the price! At least at this stage, Ming Dynasty cannot afford this price. Besides, Li Xiao will not allow the lives of foreigners to slow down the development of Ming Dynasty.

Let the Ming Dynasty march forward on the corpses of countless aliens. This is what every civilization in front does anyway.

After receiving Li Xiao's order, Ao Canghai immediately ordered an attack. He had been marching for three days. For three days, airships continued to bring battle reports from the front.

To be honest, Mr. Ao even admires the people of Zhangxi a little. With a force of 28,000, they were able to hold off Wu Sangui's army of 150,000. And they did it for three full days, allowing Wu Sangui's army to be defeated at the foot of Zhangxi City.

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After receiving Li Xiao's order, Ao Ye immediately ordered the troops to march overnight. Since the Zhangxi people were so capable of fighting, Ao Ye could not help but help out.

In the early morning, Wu Sangui touched the dew on his face. He didn't understand why there was dew in this season. But it didn't matter. If his judgment was correct, he could sleep in Zhangxi City tonight. I hope Zhangxi Palace

Without damage, rockets are not accurate. Many times, the person who launches them does not know where they can fly.

For three days, Wu Sangui filled in more than 20,000 people. The walls of Zhangxi City were full of broken corpses, and the smell of fishy smell hit their noses from a distance of two miles. So much so that the attacking soldiers had to cover their noses with cloths before they could continue.

attack.

Last night, Wu Sangui felt that the Zhangxi people were at the end of their strength. Their resistance was getting weaker and weaker, and many times an old man even jumped off the city wall with explosives in his arms.

Wu Sangui's feeling was right, Zhang Xicheng had run out of ammunition and food.

Today Wu Sangui is preparing to launch the last and most ferocious attack. At dawn, breakfast begins in the Indian military camp. The soldiers have a full meal. For many people, this will be the last meal in their lives.

meal.

After the sun rose, the assembly whistle sounded. Five thousand Indian soldiers gathered. They were ready to attack the city wall after the artillery behind them fired artillery shells to suppress the artillery fire.

Today's artillery fire was particularly fierce. Last night, the transport team brought a large number of artillery shells. The cannon was pushed into the mortar position and carried out precise bombardment on the city wall.

When the mortar is in front of the heavy machine gun, the shells will be more accurate if the distance is closer. As for the heavy machine gun, it can only be deployed forward and only 500 meters away from the enemy.

To be honest, this distance is a bit risky. The enemy's mortars can easily destroy these heavy machine guns, but the Zhangxi people don't have mortars. In fact, these idiots can't even build a trebuchet.

Wu Sangui's army advanced in a compact formation. This was not the miscellaneous army of the past few days, but the real ace Gurkha soldiers. These guys wore steel helmets on their heads and shit-yellow military uniforms, and each of them had a

With their unique weapon, the Gurkha scimitar.

The resistance on the city wall was still fierce, but Wu Sangui's attack was even more fierce. The cannons would be aimed at the battlements on the city wall, and many times the shells would blast the battlements into rubbish along with the people behind them.

After advancing the distance, the mortars were indeed more accurate. The smoke on the city top never cleared, and the key attack areas were even turned into a sea of ​​​​fire.

The heavy machine guns kept firing at the top of the city, not to mention the probe. It was not safe to hide in the strong watchtower! God knows which bullets without eyes would fly in through the shooting holes of the watchtower.

Under this extreme fire cover, the Indian soldiers began to climb to the top of the city. There were no living people on the section of the city wall they climbed. In fact, they only needed to climb up.

Wu Sangui looked through the telescope. When he saw his military flag planted on the top of Zhangxi City, he breathed a long sigh of relief. After three days, he finally got in. The reason why Zhangxi people can fight against him is entirely because

With this solid volcanic rock wall.

It is said that this city wall belongs to their ancestors. It took more than a hundred years to build and is said to be indestructible. Indeed, Zhangxi City has never been captured in recorded history.

Today Wu Sangui will be the conqueror. Wu Sangui swears that after taking Zhangxi City, he must completely blow up this damn city wall.

Without the city wall, the Zhangxi people's defense suddenly collapsed. The Gurkha soldiers rushed forward, shouting "Ouch" and "Ouch", and they rushed to the streets of Zhangxi. However, Maxim was yelled at in the streets.

The heavy machine gun turned it into a sieve!

Soon, the mortar was hoisted to the top of the city. It fired wildly at the position of the Maxim heavy machine gun, and the Maxim heavy machine gun immediately misfired.

A large explosive pack was thrown into the city gate hole, and there was a muffled sound. The already stinking corpses were blown to pieces and flew out of the city gate hole. Those barbed wires were as fragile as cotton ropes in the face of the huge amount of explosives.

A large number of Gurkha soldiers rushed in through the city gate. With the help of mortars from the top of the city, the Gurkha soldiers attacked crazily in the city. They kicked open the houses facing the street and threw them away without even looking at them.

Enter a grenade.

There was a "boom" explosion, mixed with the screams of women and children.

The Gurkha soldiers didn't care. They held rifles in their hands and shot at everything that moved. As long as they were from Zhangxi, they would shoot first. They were all well-trained veterans, and the distance was close. They would kill them.

Normally, it would be a fluke not to be beaten to death.
Chapter completed!