In early February of the seventh year of the Tiandao in Daming, Tianzhu, Huafa City.

This famous city in the history of India now seems to have become a large construction site.

The city walls around the city are already being built. The rammed earth and bricks are built on the city wall, two brick walls five meters apart are built with blue bricks fired from brick kilns, and soil is filled between the brick walls and compacted layer by layer. When the rammed earth and the brick walls are level, a higher brick wall is built. The blue bricks are bonded with glutinous rice, and after bonding, they must be tried to stab with sharp cones. All unqualified areas must be reworked, and all the responsible Tianzhu supervisors will be punished!

Coolie recruited from the Ganges Plain was bare-chested. Under the supervision of the supervisor, he picked up baskets of soil onto the half-built city, piled them in designated places, and then tamped them firmly. The Dae-British official carrying a large horizontal knife patrols around the construction site, and would occasionally shout: "Big firmly, don't be punished if you fail! Then you won't even cry!"

It is true that they can't cry anymore! When these Han officials spoke, they couldn't stop looking at the few high-rise wooden poles beside the city wall. Each of them had a head hanging on it!

These heads are all from the supervisors of the Indian. I don’t know what the King of Great Britain has learned in Buddha Kaya these days. His temper suddenly became worse. There were dozens of supervisors of the Indian who had their heads cut off, and there were several Han officials who had their titles deposed...

Isn’t it just four broken city walls? As for this? The battlefield is now under the world of cannons, and no matter how strong the rammed earth-covered brick walls cannot stop the cannons! I heard that there is no city wall in the Ming Dynasty and Beijing City.

I really don’t know why this Fahrenheit City has such a strong wall?

In his heart, the King of Great Britain was complaining about the great British king. The rabi Li, who led thousands of coolies from the Riverside Mansion to work in Fahrenheit, sank down his fair face and looked at the trembling Indian supervisors with a fierce look. These people were all the Indian nobles of Brahmins and Kshatriya. However, nothing was right in front of the special Brahmins! As for the untouchables in the Indians, no one would treat them as human beings.

After staying in India for so long, Rappi Li knew that the status of these Indian untouchables in India in the past, foreigners without castes were treated as Kshatriya! They were more than one level higher than Shudra and Datley!

The Tianzhu supervisors who were swept by the gaze of the raspy Li seemed to have eaten gunpowder. They shouted loudly, and the whip in their hands was waving their whip.

A few strong horses suddenly ran along the Ganges River like the wind. The knight who was leading the way had the "English" flag on his back. It was obviously the British horse. The knight was blocked by the guards of the British King's Guards at the city gate. After the order was right, he shouted loudly: "Good news! The news of Delhi! Your Highness the Prince reported the victory! Occupying Delhi..."

Then he rushed all the way to the palace.

Captured the city of Delhi! The ruffian Li sighed and felt a little regretful. Delhi is the capital of the Sultanate of Delhi. Capturing Delhi probably means the demise of the Sultanate of Delhi? Tianzhu is about to be conquered.

This means that I don’t have much chance to make contributions. Li Xin thought. The county magistrate lost money. He didn’t make much money, but he also lost the opportunity to make contributions. I don’t know how Lai Hata is doing? This time I should be named a baron or a viscount?

...

At this time, Lai Hata was limping in the palace in Delhi City with a crutch. His leg was injured in the bloody battle ten days ago, and a Gulam guards hit him with a hard-headed hammer! That scene was really like a nightmare. Although ten days had passed, as soon as he closed his eyes, what appeared in front of him was the extremely tragic bloody battle.

In a battalion commanded by Lai Hata, there were more than 400 soldiers, and in the end there were less than 300 people who survived! At least one third of the survivors had broken arms and legs. If it weren't for the fact that the Nanfang steel armor was really strong, I'm afraid that the entire battalion would have been wiped out.

That's right, a great victory that should have won was a hard win!

In the Delhi battle, the British army alone suffered more than 5,000 losses! If Li Tingzhi had not been smart enough, he gave up annihilated the remnants of the Delhi New Army on the west bank of the Yamuna River and led 12 brigades to the battlefield in time. The result of that night battle is likely to win the Delhi Sultan! The British Prince Chen Defang might have lost on the battlefield.

That night battle was so tragic! When Lai Hata thinks about it now, he feels creepy. It's so lingering. It's so lingering. One of his legs has entered the gates of hell. He almost died...

This wealth is really not easy! I don’t know if that injured leg can be healed, so don’t end up becoming a cripple.

The officers above the British army were ordered to arrive at the Delhi Palace today. When Lai Toad arrived, the spacious back garden of the palace was filled with officers wearing war jackets. Many people even hung up colors, either with wooden boards on their arms or with bandages on their thighs.

They were all waiting for the arrival of the British Prince Chen Defang. They were all officers who lived and died with the prince. Although they all looked a little miserable, they were the winners after all. Of course, the Battle of Delhi was won, otherwise how could they enter Delhi City? The British army suffered heavy losses, and the Delhi army was even worse. At least 15,000 Gulam Guards, Ikta Knights and servants were killed in battle, and more than 30,000 were captured. Only more than 10,000 people fled in a panic with the Sultan of Baleban. Shi Tianze had led 20,000 Shijia troops to pursue them. Most of them could not run back to Lahore alive.

Speaking of which, the Delhi Sultanate is about to perish when it comes to this point! Although the losses are a bit heavy, it is still a great victory that determines the destiny of the country!

Thinking of this, the injured and uninjured British officers in the garden were all tall and raised their chests, all of whom were founding heroes, so they were waiting for the Prince's Palace to come down to give everyone a reward.

The footsteps sounded, and a group of samurai with bright steel armor surrounded the two of them and came to the garden. The visitors were Chen Defang and Gudit Solomon. Although Chen Huaiqing firmly opposed it, Chen Defang still accepted Gudit as his concubine. Moreover, the two were very loving. After entering Delhi City, they were stuck together and could not be separated.

"See the prince!"

The officers in the garden saluted one after another. Those who had broken their legs bowed, and those who had not broken legs knelt down. And the Toad naturally bowed.

"Forget it, forgot it. You are all soldiers who follow me through life and death. Why should you take such a great gift?" Chen Defang waved his hand casually, and then stood in front of everyone, with bright eyes swept across the faces of the officers who were tortured by his blind command. All their expressions were filled with their eyes.

It seemed that no one was dissatisfied, and everyone was very excited. Chen Defang, who was a little guilty, breathed a little relieved, and the smile on his face became even more sincere. These people had lived and died with him, so they could be regarded as his team! They had to win over and comfort them. Gold, silver, titles, and beauty should not be stingy... The struggle here in Tianzhu has just begun now!

...

"Li Sanfa, right?"

A very majestic voice came to the ears of the Rappi Li, who was kneeling on one knee. He was called directly from the Bodhi Palace in the Fahrenheit City by the black eunuch of the palace from the construction site.

It is King Chen Huaiqing of Great Britain who wants to see him!

"Report to the king, I am the Hebian County Magistrate Li Sanfa."

"Rise your head."

Li Sanfa raised his head and saw Chen Huaiqing, who was gray-bearded and gloomy, and wearing a bright yellow robe.

The king seemed very unhappy!? Didn’t the front line just report the victory? Li Sanfa was a little strange.

"Li Sanfa," Chen Huaiqing asked lightly. "Are you from an officer's school?"

"I came from the Martial Arts School in the Bing," replied Raphi Li. There were not many officers who were truly professional in the British army, but most of the officers had studied at the Martial Arts School. Raphi Li received a good education when he was young (this was a well-educated rogue), so he had excellent grades in the Martial Arts School in the Bing.

"Oh, that's not bad." Chen Huaiqing's expressionless face. "Since he was born in the military academy of the camp, don't be the county magistrate, and return to the army to be a regiment commander."

Commander!? Li was stunned for a moment. This change came too quickly, right? But why did the king want to be the commander of the group? Could it be that Delhi didn't fight well? It was a fraud to call a great victory...

Just as he was thinking about it, Chen Huaiqing's voice sounded again: "The regiment commander can do it for you, and the officers can give it to you. But the soldiers have to find a way to recruit... You should have some basic foundation in Hebian County, right?"

Did he really defeat it? The raspy Li was nervous, but he was respectful in his face. "I do have some ways to recruit some Indian warriors, but I don't know if I can get together a group..."

"Okay!" Chen Huaiqing was still not happy and angry, and just nodded, "The Lonely King ordered you to be the commander of the 18th Infantry Regiment of the Guards. The regiment headquarters will be formed in Fahrenheit later. Li Sanfa, if you have anyone to recommend, go and talk to the people in the Army Department."

The 18th Infantry Regiment of the Guards!? The raspy Li was even more confused. The British King Guards Brigade only had three regiments. Now the number is 18. Doesn’t this mean that at least fifteen regiments have been expanded in one breath? The pace of expansion of the army is too fast? What happened?

With a lot of questions, the ruffian Li bowed and left the hall. As soon as he walked out of the door, he heard someone inside saying, "Master, just forming 20 groups will not solve the problem. The key is now..."

Chen Huaiqing waved his hand and stopped the thin old man beside him who was shaking the folding fan.

"Zhuoru, the Gu Wang knows." Chen Huaiqing sighed, "The key at the moment is that Jiangdu is in Beijing."

The person who spoke to Chen Huaiqing was named Shi Xiuwen, whose courtesy name was Zhuoru. He was Chen Huaiqing's colleague when he was teaching in martial arts, and he had some tricks. After Chen Huaiqing opened the government office and built the yamen, he came to surrender and became Chen Huaiqing's most trusted adviser.

"Someone has to go there." Chen Huaiqing looked at his adviser.

Shi Xiuwen shook her head and said, "It's not easy to convince the saint..."

Chen Huaiqing was silent. What he wanted to do now is difficult to get the support of Chen Dexing. Being a monk and becoming a Dharma King would make Chen Dexing, the Ming King, in an awkward situation, but the Ming King's father was a monk...

However, this matter is not impossible to be transformed. If Chen Dexing firmly opposes, Chen Huaiqing can let Damapolo's son Chen Deshi become a monk instead of him and become the Dabao Tiansheng Dharma King. However, the national policy of promoting Buddhism to control Tianzhu may no longer be in line with Chen Dexing's arrangements for Tianzhu.

Moreover, the territory of the Great Britain in Tianzhu is too large. Not only does it control the Bangladesh and the Ganges plains, but now it also extends its hand to Delhi. Delhi is not the end of the expansion of the Great Britain in Chen Huaiqing's mind.

Before the Battle of Delhi, Chen Defang agreed on the allocation plan for territory with Shi Tianze, Li Tingzhi, Lu Wenhuan and others was not his own decision, but after discussing with Chen Huaiqing.

This allocation method is very tricky.

The Shi Family Army, the most capable of fighting among the Eight-Nation Alliance, was arranged between the three kingdoms of Ying, Song and Lu. Although the territory is not small and very rich, there is no room for expansion. Unless Shi Tianze takes the courage to attack the three kingdoms of Ying, Song and Lu... If he dares to do this, the Ming Empire should come to attack!

The Song State, which had the closest relationship with Chen Dexing in the coalition, obtained the territory of the entire northwest of Tianzhu. Although the territory was good, it could also expand to the northwest, but it had to bear the pressure of the Tianfang Sect and the Mongol Empire. In fact, the Song State became the northwest barrier of Great Britain. Moreover, the geographical location of the Song State determined that it could not expand to the hinterland of Tianzhu.

In this way, only the countries that could expand greatly in the hinterland of India were the two countries of Ying and Lu. In Chen Huaiqing's opinion, Lu Wenhuan had already been in a deep state, and he was still not satisfied with getting a wealthy territory? How dare he compete with the father and brother of the saint of the Ming Dynasty?

In other words, the entire central, eastern and southern part of India are the targets of Great Britain's expansion. But the question is, will Chen Dexing tolerate Great Britain taking over most of India?

Chen Huaiqing saw Shi Xiuwen looking like he wanted to speak but stopped, and waved his hand to let the black eunuch and palace maid beside him take his leave. In the huge hall, he and Shi Xiuwen were the only ones left.

Shi Xiuwen shook the paper fan and lowered her voice: "The prince has many descendants, all of whom are saints. How can he not have a fiefdom to settle down?"

Chen Huaiqing was slightly disappointed and shook his head and said, "Where is this easy? Although the old man has many descendants, most of them are not adults. How can a child lead a country? Even if the orphan king is planning a country for them, they can't sit steadily."

Shi Xiuwen smiled faintly, "Isn't the King the Lord of Tianzhu Daying? Isn't the King the King the King the Lord and the Lord?"

Chen Huaiqing smiled bitterly: "That can only be sealed on the territory of the Lone King..." Speaking of this, his face suddenly changed, "Zhuoru, what do you mean..."

Shi Xiucai smiled and said, "The king can let the princes build a country in Bangladesh and the north bank of the Ganges River, just like the Han Dynasty's grace. Then let His Highness lead his troops southward to create a new land." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!