1890 King of Southeast Asia

Charlie returned to the room, followed by Will.

"Charlie, I think we should hand over **. It's just a puppet anyway. When the main force arrives, we can easily take it back." Will felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

He had experienced today's scene countless times in decades, and it was no different from today's situation.

In Egypt, Myanmar, South Africa, or anywhere else, he had used the name of the British Empire to threaten others, and he was always successful.

Those states or tribes knew that Britain was supporting his opponents, but they did not dare to do anything excessive.

These places were not completely colonized by Britain until the end of the 19th century, or were fully formed.

Egypt was occupied in 1882, Burma was occupied in 1885, and South Africa was merged in 1902.

But today, the other party's reaction was similar, but he just felt something was wrong.

"Will!" Charlie's tone was very high to show his anger.

"As an officer of the British Empire, please don't insult the glory of the British Empire Army!" Charlie's accusation was very severe.

If the news got out, Will would be accused of being a coward, his military career would be over, and his life would be almost over.

"I will organize the troops to attack, and I hope you can bear the cost!" Will looked at Charlie angrily.

"You have to listen to my command." Charlie didn't care about Will's threat.

"Okay! Okay, if you want to command, you can command!" Will wanted to scold him, but stopped immediately and agreed.

Charlie turned his head and looked at him in disbelief, then nodded heavily.

Ten minutes passed in a flash.

More than 800 British and Indian troops did not form an offensive formation according to Will's idea, but lined up in a queue, blowing trumpets and beating drums, and walked towards Xu Fugui.

The Chinese soldiers raised their guns and bayonets towards Charlie, but Charlie was not afraid and walked towards the bayonet with his head held high.

"Stop! If you don't stop, we will shoot!" Xu Fugui shouted "sternly".

"Forward! Forward! Don't stop!" Charlie shouted loudly as the distance got closer and closer, his palms sweating slightly.

Hearing his shout, the British and Indian soldiers really did not stop, and did not even take down their guns, and walked straight towards the Chinese soldiers.

From a third-person perspective, the British soldiers, wearing khaki uniforms, rushed towards the bayonets of the Chinese soldiers in front of them in a marching formation accompanied by the sound of military drums.

However...

"Put away your guns! Don't hurt anyone by mistake! Don't hurt anyone by mistake! Let them pass!" Xu Fugui appeared on a high place at the right time, waving his hands and shouting loudly.

The Chinese soldiers breathed a sigh of relief and put away their guns when the two sides were only three or two meters apart.

They had seen many charging enemies, who were either fanatical or nervous. This kind of expressionless, numb eyes, and slowly rushing towards their knives was the first time they had seen such an enemy.

In close contact, the British and Indian army gave them the feeling that they were not facing living people, but a group of machines without thoughts and fear.

This is the army trained by modern Britain, inherited from the era of lobster soldiers.

"Huh..." Charlie didn't know what the other soldiers looked like, but when he saw the Chinese soldiers really make way, Charlie was excited.

At this time, he had to suppress his excitement and not let others see it.

"Fortunately, fortunately, the Han army dare not touch the British." The 13th Dalai Lama, who was hiding in the army and wearing a khaki British military uniform, also breathed a sigh of relief.

As he breathed a sigh of relief, his figure also relaxed, forming a sharp contrast with the people around him.

Among the soldiers who raised their heads and chests, some hunched Dalais were very obvious, so obvious that Xu Fugui noticed him at once.

"Is it this person?" Xu Fugui secretly remembered Dalai's position and dress.

As for why Xu Fugui couldn't determine Dalai's identity in the British army, it was very simple. This was the British Indian Army.

There were soldiers of all colors in the British Indian Army, white, black, yellow, and even brown.

In just a moment, Xu Fugui had seen several black and yellow people.

As for why I wrote it down...

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"Charlie, you are right, I am too timid." Will said excitedly to Charlie beside him.

They have passed three checkpoints, and at the third checkpoint, he saw the figure of the Maxim heavy machine gun.

However, the cowardly Chinese did not dare to shoot at all.

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"You are also considering the lives of the soldiers, which is understandable." Charlie smiled aside, indicating that the matter was over.

"After passing the previous checkpoint, we will leave the Sunlight City. After leaving the Sunlight City, we will go all the way west. This time you brought back the Khan of the Plateau Khanate. Congratulations on your promotion!" Will complimented.

"This is the result of our cooperation, isn't it? I believe the generals will see your ability." Charlie glanced at him and said.

As they were talking, they had already arrived at the checkpoint, and the Chinese soldiers came out to stop them as usual.

"Cough!" Will coughed, looked at the checkpoint in front, and stood out.

"Play music, move forward!" Will drew out his command knife.

They were already familiar with this kind of thing, and they would often receive a lot of warnings before approaching the Chinese soldiers.

However, the Chinese soldiers were just show-offs and did not dare to shoot at the British Empire soldiers.

"I didn't expect that there would be so many twists and turns this time. If this is written into a book, I believe it will be a big seller." Will said easily after passing another level and leaving Sunlight City.

"Hey! I am also the protagonist of the story, and I have to have a share of the royalties." Charlie also laughed easily.

The two of them no longer looked tense and scheming.

The reason is very simple, the conflict of interests between them has disappeared.

After completing this mission, the future of both of them is bright, just like writing a book. Will said he was writing a book, but he was actually talking about publicity.

As long as they publicize the story along the way, of course, they have to be polished before publicity.

It will definitely get a lot of heat, Charlie will be known by the public, and then he will get the support of some people and become a member of parliament... maybe even a minister?

As for Will, the road to becoming a general has been opened for him. As long as the truth is not revealed, his future is also bright.

In the adult world, there is no right or wrong, only interests.

Charlie has Will's handle in his hand, so he wants to push Will at this time. Will also knows, but Charlie can give him benefits-sharing the credit.

As for the so-called royalties, doesn't it cost money to run for election? Doesn't it cost money to maintain an upper-class life?

As a lieutenant colonel in the colonial army, Will is very rich.

"The sky outside the city is so blue!" The 13th Dalai Lama, who was walking behind, looked at the clear blue sky on the plateau and opened his arms, as if he had returned to the embrace of nature.

"Your Majesty, please be patient for a while. After leaving the sight of the Chinese soldiers, change back to your clothes."

Charlie didn't hear what Dalai said clearly, and thought that Dalai Lama was not used to wearing military uniforms, so he comforted him.

"It's okay. Your army's uniforms are very comfortable and convenient to wear. It's a great design..."

"Really? I think so too! Haha..."

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"Are they a little too complacent?"

"Arrogant and conceited, they didn't even send a few spies, wasting our efforts."

"Captain Xu said that the 13th Dalai Lama is in the army. I think the one doing the strange action is him."

"Since you have seen it, why don't you catch him? We are not afraid of him, the British."

"So you are stupid, catch him? What's the point of catching him? You can't kill him, you can only keep him, not to mention wasting food, and you have to prevent him from running away."

"You mean... killing someone with a borrowed knife? What a good plan!"

General Liu and the Yi general quarreled with each other on a daily basis. Zhao Erfeng frowned on the side and felt that it was noisy.

"If the British are only at this level, it's really a waste of my efforts." Zhao Erfeng put away the telescope.

"Order the Tangze tribe to fire, and be careful to avoid the position of the **."

After Zhao Erfeng finished speaking, the messenger ran out immediately and rode to the artillery camp.

"Direction 16-43, 1 degree to the left, be careful to avoid the middle section." The Tangze tribe compared the directions and issued the parameters.

Boom boom boom...

More than 20 37, 47, and 57 mm artillery roared.

These artillery calibers are not large, and the power is naturally very limited, but they are not without advantages - the weight is relatively light, and the rate of fire is not slow.

Take the 57 mm gun as an example. The 57 mm gun can fire at a rate of 18 rounds per minute.

This is because the barrel can't bear it, otherwise, the rate of fire can impact the record of Miss 75.

What is the power of the 57 mm gun? A 57 mm high-explosive shell weighs 0.6 kg, which is much smaller than the 75 mm, but it is enough to fight infantry.

"It's a good fight." The bombardment lasted only three minutes, but more than 20 small-caliber guns fired more than 700 shells.

(Without water cooling, the maximum rate of fire is generally not sustainable, so it is fired at a medium-low rate of fire.)

More than 700 shells mainly hit the front and rear of the British army, and the middle section only received a few shells, and they were still off target.

"It's a good fight, but it's a bit extravagant." Zhao Erfeng observed the results of the bombardment and complained distressedly.

Before, out of caution, he let the Tangze tribe fire the most shells in the shortest time, trying to defeat the British organization at one time.

But the British's performance in the face of the bombardment disappointed Zhao Erfeng.

In normal encounters with bombardment, as long as there is no rout, basically they will find shelter on the spot, especially in this case without heavy artillery, squatting in a dispersed manner can ensure the safety of most people.

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But after the British were bombarded, they lost their organization all of a sudden. Some soldiers lay on the ground, some soldiers ran around, and some stood there carelessly, not knowing what to do.

They looked very unprofessional, which made Zhao Erfeng feel that it was not worth it to fire so many shells.

"Where are the cavalry? Didn't I say that we should launch an attack as soon as the cannon sounded? Why haven't they arrived yet?!" Zhao Erfeng asked loudly while observing the battlefield.

"Here they are!" The Yi general pointed to the southern part of the battlefield, which was about three miles away from the British. There was a hill over there, and the cavalry hid behind it.

"Humph!" Seeing the cavalry charging, Zhao Erfeng snorted coldly and didn't say much.

What he said was to launch a charge as soon as the cannon sounded, and bombard for three minutes, just to let them rush out.

Three miles, 1.5 kilometers, it takes six or seven minutes to charge.

Run out when you hear the cannon sound, gradually speed up, and when the cavalry rushes to the enemy, the enemy will not be able to react.