Beiyang new warlord

Then look at today's situation, the Zarut Department still regards Bansheng Hanmin as their former slaves, beating and scolding them at will!The coal mine board of directors composed of Shanxi merchants has not been able to level the bowl of water. For this political example, their attitude is inclined to the Mongolian side. The salary issue has not been understood by Changping, but it can be seen that the two sides are equal Almost impossible.

Do not suffer from scarcity but from inequality!Originally, my property was seized by others, so I felt upset, and was bullied by Ming people helping outsiders!Today, because she couldn't swallow this breath, Han Xiaomo was sent to the capital as a descendant of Bansheng to seek justice from her female Bao Gong, but if she couldn't uphold justice for them, what would the descendants of Bansheng who were completely disappointed in Daming do? Chang Ping didn't know about the crazy behavior.

At that time, it will not be to appease the Mongols, the Han people they rely on will explode, and Ming will have no way to talk about ruling the grassland.

Frowning tightly, biting his bright red lips, after a long time, Chang Ping raised his head dignifiedly, but asked again.

"You say that the Baoketu Coal Mine belongs to your descendants of Bansheng. Do you have a mining license approved by the empire? Prove that this land belongs to you?"

When she said this, Zhu Yuhui's heart was also hanging in the air. Now the empire is also acting in accordance with the law, and has a formal mining certificate. Being robbed of property rights and mining without a license, and being taken back by the government, are two different concepts!If Han Xiaomo and the others were non-mainstream in the countryside and thought they owned coal mines, she would have no choice but to hurry back to the capital and let Mao Jue find a way to deal with the powder keg.

But to Chang Ping's relief, Han Xiaomo nodded affirmatively.

"Of course, I beat those Tartars away. I heard that Shanxi was retaken by the army. Brother Angeturi immediately sent people into the customs and asked Daming to surrender. I heard that we have coal mines here. At that time, he was in charge of Shanxi military affairs. Mr. Wen sent someone to issue a coal mining license. We have been transporting coal to the customs for more than two years, but last year, suddenly, these Shanxi businessmen came back with a Mongolian Your lord's warrant, saying that this coal mine was nationalized, and then the coal mine was robbed, and our mining license was robbed!"

"Brother Angeturi and some old people in the same village were not convinced, but they were arrested by the army. There are more than 200 people in total. They are still locked up in Shanxi and I don't know where. Before they were arrested, Brother Angeturi asked me to Don’t follow suit, go to the capital to find Chang Ping, editor-in-chief of the Imperial Capital Daily, and tell her that she is the Lord Qingtian of the common people, and she will definitely help us!”

"Then....."

Han Xiaomo shook her strong little hands tied behind her back depressedly, and Chang Ping couldn't help but feel embarrassed when she saw it, but when you marry a beggar, you can marry an old man like an old man!After marrying the thick-skinned Mao Jue, Changping's thick-skinned face also became thicker, and he immediately changed the subject, shaking his little fist heavily with a righteous and awe-inspiring look.

"Since we have this basis, it's easy to handle! According to Dongjiang's rules, all land deed documents must be copied by the household department! Even if Qu Shixu did something wrong, he would not be able to put his hands into Fan Wenju's household registration! And it has been open for two years. You can also find evidence from the transaction tax books that the coal mine belongs to you! This palace will have to fight this group of corrupt officials!"

"Master Changping, can you untie it for me first?"

With a bitter face, this wild little girl who grew up in the Mongolian grassland shook her numb little hands tightly tied behind her back in sorrow.Who knew that when this was mentioned, Chang Ping shook his head solemnly: "The officials in Shanxi still don't know that this palace came to expose the fraud case of the Baoketu coal mine, and they need to hide you before Tu Qiongdao sees you." Get up, so it's better to be tied up!"

As he said that, under Han Xiaomo's astonished eyes, Chang Ping stuffed the bag of hemp walnuts into her small mouth again, unable to reach her defenses. It became numb, and amidst the whining protests of the prairie girl, Chang Ping fastened the strap behind her head with ease, and immediately blew on the lamp with a smile.

"go to bed!"

.........

Changping still wants to sleep, recharge his energy and continue to fight against the enemy wearing the same uniform, but in front of the brightly lit combat sand table in Calcutta, Dingwu Fort, and the combat headquarters, he is betting on his own ambition. Wu Sangui, who had a bright future, didn't feel sleepy at all, his eyes were red, and he slammed his fist on the table hard.

"We must send troops!!!"

But facing him, Zuo Menggeng, who was only in his early twenties, still shook his head solemnly: "The enemy army is [-], the newly victorious army, our army is only [-], and they have traveled a long distance! It is not suitable to fight, but stick to it." , let the empire mediate better!"

Almost furious, Wu Sangui slammed on the table again and roared.

"coward!"

Chapter 736. Follow me if you want to make a fortune!

A terrible stalemate froze in the war room of Dingwu Fort.

On April [-]th, the Subali battlefield was almost a complete victory. The Mughal Empire Bengal Suba army defeated and wiped out the Maratha people in Kurna State in central Bengal. The Indian company was declared illegal, and Nawab Jastanbul immediately pointed the finger at Calcutta, the company's largest port, in Bangladesh.

But now it is April 27, and regarding the attack of the Bangladeshi army, the two top military officials still disagree on whether to fight or defend.

After a cowardly roar, the entire headquarters fell into a terrible silence. Although Wu Sangui satirized him face to face, his face turned red with anger, Zuo Menggeng just panted heavily and said nothing.

Since last year, the Zuo Family Army has really encountered a catastrophe comparable to the defeat of Zhuxian Town since its establishment. Wuchang fell, and the coach Zuo Liangyu died of vomiting blood due to a sudden illness. Three 10,000+ troops were beaten, leaving more than 2 People dare not continue to fight with the Dashun Army. The young marshal Zuo Menggeng led the remaining men to forcefully cross the Yangtze River and surrendered to the Xuzhou Army.

But Mao Jue started as a warlord, how could he tolerate another warlord under his command?Beiming’s surrender conditions for Zuo Menggeng were either to give him 1 taels of silver, the title of earl, and split up the troops. He could go to the capital of Hangzhou, Jinan, and Liaodong for retirement, or train in Tainan and be hired by the East India Company. Corps, go to fight in Tianzhu.

Otherwise, annihilate them on the spot! ! !

After 1000 people were selected and rectified by Tainan Dafahai, only one legion of [-] regular troops was left, and the rest were all turned into reserves, and they could only get one-third of the salary. These troops were all Zuo Menggeng's capital!

How could he agree to use it to fight the Indians, and there is such a disparity in combat effectiveness of [-] versus [-]!

But why Wu Sangui provoked the Maratha people to rebel, it was to gather all the imperial forces in Bangladesh. He knew the advantages and disadvantages of the Ming people. After all, it was tens of thousands of kilometers away from Ming Dynasty. , he doesn't have the capital to spend!The fastest and most successful method is to defeat the main force of Nawab in the first battle, and imprint the word strong in the minds of the entire Bengal and even the entire Mughal Empire subjects!

Tianzhu people don't value loyalty, honesty and shame. Didn't the Mughals come here by force?They are only loyal to the strong.

"General Wu, although you are the governor of Calcutta, I am the commander of the left army mercenary regiment! Let me say this one last time, if General Wu wants to strike a stone with a pebble, I have no objection, you can mobilize my subordinates, there is no way!"

It seemed that he was also tired of this endless debate, and finally broke the opportunity with a harsh word. Zuo Menggeng turned around and wanted to walk out of this war room, but he had just passed Wu Sangui's shoulder when suddenly there was a clattering sound at the door, More than a dozen soldiers rushed in, pointed their flintlock guns ominously, and pointed them directly at the foreheads of Zuo Menggeng and several of his trusted officers.

Wu Shi Zitong raised his hands, and Zuo Menggeng, who immediately reacted, roared: "Wu, what do you mean? Can you rebel?"

"It's not interesting! Just ask Mr. Zuo to sit here for a while and drink some tea!"

Completely lost patience, see you Tuqiongdagger!Wu Sangui tilted his shoulders like a soldier ruffian, swayed his arms with a sinister smile, and immediately led Monk HP and Director Henry to turn around and leave the war room.

Following him, the riflemen of Guan Ning's remnant troops also retreated, but the two gates were slammed shut with a whoop, and then there was the sound of ping-pong-pong outside the gate.

His eyes were red with anger, Zuo Menggeng slammed on the door like an angry bear, on the other side, General Hao Xiaozhong of the Zuo Army picked up a chair and smashed it against the window, with a bang, the wooden shutters were smashed to pieces, and the chair also broke , Outside the window, several wrist-thick steel bars were impressively exposed.

"Young commander, what should we do?"

What else can I do?Hearing the question from his subordinates, Zuo Menggeng kicked on the gate fiercely, panting heavily, jumping up and roaring: "Wu Sangui, I'm not finished with you!!!"

.......

Outside the gate, more than a dozen large wooden planks were knocked against the wall. People from the East India Company also brought in a few carts of bricks and covered the gate with cement to build a layer.

"I'll leave it to you! One day after I leave, let Zuo Menggeng's subordinates come over to pick him up!"

Benefits know no borders. Hearing Wu Sangui's instructions, Henry held a flintlock pistol and respectfully imitated the military salute of the Ming Dynasty, but his pupils were full of greed, and he replied in a high-spirited tone: "Governor Don’t worry about taking money from the Jida treasury! As long as Henry of my eyes is alive, no one will be able to step over my corpse and enter!”

This guaranteed to make Wu Sangui always feel awkward when he heard it, but he was in the right place, and he was not in the mood to think about what was wrong. He patted Henry on the shoulder, and with a few subordinates, he hurried out of the city again.

Dingwu Fort was occupied by the residents of Calcutta, and the vacated residential area outside the city became a temporary barracks. The mercenaries of the Left Army hung around in piles and withered in the street, fanning the wind, smoking cigarettes and drinking cheap sugar cane. Wine, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a regular soldier.

The half a year of training in Tainan has made them miserable. They get up and do exercises before dawn. Every morning in military posture, I heard that they can only get one-third of their salary. The left army is rushing to be a regular army, but cruel After the military training, these strong men want to call their mothers.

It's not that there are no rebels. Zuo Liangyu's army comes from all corners of the country. There are no local hooligans. There are no Liangshan heroes. On the first day of military training, more than a dozen junior officers took the lead in rebelling.

However, good guy, stationed in Tainan, Jiangnan No.13 Corps formed by former Yiwu soldiers, a regiment of 2000 people came, and beat up more than [-] rioting left soldiers with bare hands. He was hanged with a gallows on his face, and in the army, the big fist is the king!Zuo Jun, who was terrified of being beaten, could only let them toss.

Here in Calcutta, the heat is a bit hotter, but finally the dreaded instructor of the Thirteenth Legion is gone, and a bunch of guys are wandering around again, a little bit of wandering.

But when these left soldiers had a rare holiday, a burst of military drums suddenly sounded, almost like a conditioned reflex, all those who squatted and had diarrhea directly lifted their pants, and ran over in big strides, messy to neat In the sound of footsteps, a combat group of 8000 people quickly assembled in the school grounds in the northern suburbs of Calcutta.

Zuo Menggeng was really a young boy, he was so busy arguing with Wu Sangui that he didn't even notice that within a few days, Wu Sangui actually infiltrated his left army, and the one on the stage was Ma Shixiu, a veteran of the left army.

Then, while the soldiers of the three armies looked around eagerly, Wu Sangui led a dozen subordinates and rushed in.

Like a bum, he wandered in front of a private in the second row of the regiment at the front of the left army, looking like a ruffian. When the guy who was about 1.8 meters tall, who was probably a strong man from the Central Plains, was nervous, Wu Sangui reached into him so familiarly. In the crotch, a black pottery bottle was immediately felt out.

"What is this?"

He didn't dare to snatch it back, but he said Zuo Jun didn't show weakness, he hummed coldly: "What do you care?"

He was not angry, and unscrewed the plug. Under the distressed eyes of the Zuo Jun, Wu Sangui raised his head and took a sip. In the next second, he spit all of the wine on the Zuo Jun. On the placket of the uniform.