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Zuo Zongtang rode on a horse, and his face was not very good-looking. After all, he was old and the poor mountains and rivers along the way made him bumpy enough. Guan Xuqing next to him specially arranged for him to see the American doctor, and quickly stepped forward and asked a few words. Zuo Zongtang made a gesture to not be nervous.

Nie Shicheng next to him said with concern: "Master, you should take a rest. I just need to send someone to talk to the Burmese!"

Nie Shicheng was Zuo Zongtang's old subordinate. When he recaptured Xinjiang, Nie Shicheng was promoted from a guard to deputy general. Therefore, his sincere and gratefulness to Zuo Zongtang is no less than that of the current emperor.

Zuo Zongtang shook his head and said, "Prince Jiangkuo is so anxious to invite me to come, there must be something important. The situation of the war changes rapidly, so you should not delay it." As he said that, he rushed to the front.

When I saw the city wall built on Mount Tamchi from afar, Jiang Kuo was already greeted by a group of people. "Hello, Mr. Zuo, I'm so embarrassed to let you go for a special trip. Originally, Jiang Kuo was going to ask you for advice in person, but recently, the leaders of all races brought people back one after another. Jiang Kuo really couldn't leave, so please forgive me."

These rebels gathered from all directions filled the nearby open space, with people next to people, and the camp was close to the camp, and the air was emitting a stinking smell. They wore various costumes, including Kachin, Shan, Burmese, Karen, Chin, Kay, Meng, Rakha, etc., and the weapons were also varied, including Mar rifles taken from the British, and their own earth-building guns. More were bows and arrows and traditional Burmese scimitars.

Zuo Zongtang arched and said, "What are the words of the prince? You are the title of prince granted by the emperor. Zongtang should pay you a favor." Zuo Zongtang looked around at this time. There were indeed many people stationed near the Taungzhi. Zuo Zongtang then asked, "The prince is so anxious to summon Zongtang to come. Could it be that the British army has some new news?"

Jiang Kuo's expression was slightly joyful at this time. He looked around and said, "Thanks to the help of the Qing Dynasty, our rebel army has greatly boosted its momentum. Now there are 100,000 people. Now that Taung-chi has been seized, I discussed with the leaders that it is a great meeting to recover Mandalay. I have many problems with military affairs, so I invited the general to give us some advice."

Zuo Zongtang's expression changed when he heard this, but when he saw Jiang Kuo's excited expression, he carefully said: "Prince, do you still need to think about this matter? Now the British army is almost curled up near Mandalay, but Mei Miu has 5,000 British troops. It is probably not easy to succeed."

"Are you just staying here and doing nothing, waiting for the British to die?" At this time, a Burmese man with a beard and covered in a crimson turban walked out with a sarcastic smile and said, "If you Qing people are afraid, we will go up by ourselves. There are 100,000 troops here, and it is not necessary for you to do so."

"Being arrogant, you are fucking respecting the general. Otherwise, I will let you move in the head no matter whether you are a Burmese or a British person!" Nie Shicheng couldn't stand it anymore and cursed loudly. A guard battalion behind him instantly pointed all the Mauser rifles at the Burmese who was talking.

Zuo Zongtang frowned and looked at the person talking: "Who is this?"

When Jiang Kuo heard this, he hurriedly said, "This is General Sadandu, a descendant of Bandula. This time he brought 20,000 Burmese warriors. Sadandu

The Zero-level master http://www.77nt/19181/The general has a hot temper, and I hope the general will not be surprised."

Zuo Zongtang waved backwards, and the soldiers behind neatly put away their guns. The movements were coherent and skillful, and they were obviously a well-trained army. Sadandu was also secretly talking in his eyes. Even if the Qing army was of the quality of the British army, it might not be worse.

Zuo Zongtang said calmly: "General Sadandu, although we have a large number of people, we have not carried heavy artillery due to transportation problems. If we forcefully attack the city, the British army will have sharp guns and strong city defense, and our army will suffer heavy casualties."

Sadandu laughed at this time and said, "Who said we must attack the city? That is the stupid idea of ​​you Qing people. Now that we have Taung Chi, it is equivalent to opening a door behind Mandalay. If we go all the way west, we can cut off the connection between Mandalay and Yangon. By then, the British have no food, and they can still defend Mandalay? Do you Qing people know how many Burmese people are bullied by the British in the south now. The British have robbed their food and their women, and how many villages and farmland are burned. Of course, you Qing people will not care about it, and you can only rely on us to save them."

Sadandu's words also stirred up the Burmese leaders behind him, and they all shouted and expressed their agreement. Seeing the excitement of the crowd, Zuo Zongtang swallowed what he wanted to say back to his stomach.

Jiang Kuo said with a deep pain: "Since General Sadandu has such a good plan, we will act according to the plan. Here I appoint General Sadandu as the general military officer, and all the rebels must obey their orders. If there is any violation, our Jiang Kuo will not give up." As he said that, he still looked at Zuo Zongtang.

Zuo Zongtang's face was as deep as a water: "Our army has been fighting for several days, and it is already scarce. The ammunition that has been replenished from the country has not arrived yet and needs to be repaired for a while. If the prince is determined to send troops, I will hand over the British guns and ammunition seized in these days to the prince. The other Zongtang cannot help." As he said that, Zuo Zongtang turned around and left.

Sadandu sneered at Zuo Zongtang's back, spit out a mouthful of phlegm and said, "Bah, I think I'm what kind of thing."

Since declaring war on Britain, news of victory has been heard from Myanmar. This has made the morale of the people in the Battle of France rise to its peak again at this time. The sporadic strikes that once occurred have turned into a trend, sweeping across the country. Many British factories in China cannot find anyone to start construction, and their products are rejected by shops. At this time, except for things that must be used and there is no production in China, who dares to buy foreign things, but they will be scolded by being poked at the back and scolded. Even those who traveled to the concession all day long in the concession were gone, and they could only rely on pulling carts to support their families and live a life of their families. The drivers would rather spank on the streets, bask in the sun, or fight for a Chinese customer to rush up at the same time.

He Kun was an adjutant of a baggage battalion in Dongliang's army. He Kun's ancestors were also considered "entering the pass from the dragon". Later, when Kangxi pacified the land of Galdan, he received a title, and Su Chun is still the title of Zhongyi Bo.

However, because of his lack of discipline since childhood, he followed the powerful and wealthy children to clean up his family. Those who were almost thirty years old were not as willing to marry him as a good girl. Later, he asked his uncle, who was the commander of the infantry, to find a job and enter the military camp. When he was adapting the new army, he was selected because he could find a word and did logistics in the logistics camp.

This time, he went to Tianjin to receive a batch of new guns with the superiors. However, the new guns did not arrive, and the superiors were invited by his colleagues to the banquet, so he had to go back to the station alone.

After leaving the yamen of the Supervisory Bureau, He Kun waved it habitually, and a rickshaw immediately ran over. The coachman looked at He Kun's navy blue military uniform full of smiles. When He Kun touched his wallet, he remembered that he was here by the chief's carriage today and did not bring any extra money. Although He Kun was a playboy, he still couldn't do the job of eating a vain and taking a vain carriage. He couldn't help but waved to the coachman with an awkward expression: "Forget it, don't." After that, he walked along the way.

The coachman was stunned. When he saw He Kun's expression and behavior, he quickly reacted. He pulled the car and chased him. "Sir, where are you going? I'll take you for a while, I don't have any money."

"No money?" He Kun was stunned when he heard this and turned around and looked at the coachman.

Come up quickly, I don’t want your money. Although I am illiterate, I heard from others that everyone in your outfits is all with a vegetation. I will sacrifice my life for this country. How can I ask for your money?” The coachman said with a simple smile.

He Kun didn't know what it felt like in his heart, so he got on the bus silently. He looked chic when he lived a life of Hu Tian and Hu, but in fact he knew that few people looked down on him. Until today he felt what it was like to be respected, but he knew that what others respected was not himself but his military uniform.

At this time, the coachman was pulling the cart and muttering: "I didn't bring enough money today. You officials are either riding a carriage or riding their own horses. It's hard to encounter you like you. Today I can also brag about Zhang Damazi and the others."

"...The boy from our family told me a few days ago that if he saw me pulling a foreigner again, he would not recognize me as his father, so I had to come out to attract customers from Dongcheng. Don't say that this is what it takes to pull one's own people is more awesome than the foreigners."

Until he got off the bus, he didn't say a word, but listened quietly to the coachman chatting there. From this, he felt that he understood many things he didn't understand before. When he arrived at the station, he insisted on giving him a French pocket watch to the coachman, and then resolutely got on the train.
Chapter completed!