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Volume 3: The Wind Rises in the South Chapter 86: Captured

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    The soldiers walked tamely along the hillside to the west. The mountain road was very narrow and winding. In many places, it was only wide enough for one person. Both sides were full of dense bushes. Wei Sunan, who was walking at the front, used his cane to tap the bushes on both sides of the road to prevent them from being attacked.  Injured by the poisonous snake hidden within.  Suddenly there was a rustling sound from the bushes on both sides. Before the soldiers could react, six or seven gun barrels protruded from the bushes on both sides and pointed at them. A deep voice shouted in Burmese: "Hold up!"  "Get up, put down the gun!" "Do as they say!" Wei Sunan calmly observed the situation and ordered the soldiers. He can now understand some simple Burmese, and on this narrow mountain road  They have no other choice.  After a while, three or four Burmese people emerged from the bushes. They picked up the firearms on the ground. The leader looked at Wei Sunan's weapons and asked in accented Chinese: "Are you Chinese?"  "Yes!" Wei Sunan puffed up his chest. He knew that he could not hide this issue from them. Although he and his men were not wearing military uniforms, their behavior was still very different from that of the Burmese people. The locals could easily  They distinguish.  Wei Sunan took out a money bag from his waist and threw it on the ground: "I am a Chinese businessman. Because there is a war between the two sides here, I want to leave here and go back to the country. They are my bodyguards! I can give you all the money we have,  As long as you don't hurt us!" At this time, another person walked out of the bushes, and the ambushers stepped aside respectfully. It was obvious that the person who came out last had the highest status among them.  This man picked up the money bag on the ground, weighed it twice in his hand, threw it to the men beside him, stepped forward, and said in a deep accent: "Stop lying, you are all soldiers, you are soldiers."  ! I, the Earth Walker, have dealt with you many times, and I can smell your stink from a long distance away!" " Earth Walker?" Wei Sunan frowned. He had also heard of the reputation of this Burmese "gangster" and raised his head.  Come, patted his chest and said, "It's you, okay, shoot here and see if your grandpa frowns!" Earth Walker frowned, as if he didn't understand Wei Sunan.  Meaning, he turned around and said a few words to his men, and the ambushers swarmed up, tied up Wei Sunan and the others, and took them down the mountain.  Wei Sunan and his party passed through two mountain depressions and were escorted to a hidden valley. At the entrance of the valley, Wei Sunan saw artificial parapets and trenches. After the escort and sentry exchanged passwords, they were escorted into the valley.  Wei Sunan's face became solemn. It seemed that the rumors he had heard earlier were wrong. What the soil walker led was not an ordinary bandit, but more like an army.  "Now, tell me the purpose of your trip!" Earth Walker stared at Wei Sunan's eyes. Next to him, there was a monk who acted as a translator: "But it doesn't matter if you don't say it. Earth Walker can always make you speak.  !" When he said the last sentence, Earth Walker suddenly laughed, showing his white teeth, which reminded Wei Sunan of some kind of carnivore.  "Our army was surrounded by the British in Bagan, and we went to Mandalay to ask for reinforcements." Wei Sunan hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth. After all, it was only a day's journey from the Shunjun camp, and it wouldn't take long for these things to happen.  The gangsters will know.  "Very good, I will send someone to confirm!" Earth Walker stood up and motioned to his men to take Wei Sunan and the others down to take care of them. Then he walked quickly to the inside of the valley. After a while, Earth Walker stood with one and the other  Outside the thatched hut, a voice whispered: "The leader, it's me!" "Earthwalker? Come in!" The voice of Song Shen came from inside the hut.  The soil traveler opened the straw curtain, got into the low thatched shed, bowed to Song Shen who was sitting on a simple wooden bed, and said: "Chief, the sentry ambushing on the path at the top of the mountain captured four soldiers from the army.  According to their confession, their camp at the dock has been surrounded by the British, and they are heading to Mandalay for help!" "Oh?" Song Shen made a gesture for the earthwalker to sit down: "What do you think they are talking about?  "Is it true?" "Yes, I think this is the truth, at least this part is the truth!" The soil traveler replied: "This is not far from Bagan. We only need to send a few people with fast legs to confirm what he said the day after tomorrow.  "Is that true?" "You're right!" Song Shen nodded: "Then what do you think we should do?" "Neither the Chinese nor the British are good people, no matter who gets the upper hand, they will treat us.  Let's do it!" Earth Walker said in a low voice: "In my opinion, it would be better if we take advantage of the fact that they are killing each other and destroy a few more noble manors to increase our strength!" "You are right!  Both people and the British are robbers! They are parasites sucking the blood and sweat of the Burmese people!" Song Shen nodded: "ThenWhere is the Shunjun soldier who delivered the message?  "    "them?  Just find a place to deal with it. Is there still a lack of big trees on the mountains here to hang the villains?  " "No, I think it's better to let them go!"  Song Shen said with a smile: "Since the robbers want to kill each other, why should we stop them?"  Let more Chinese bandits and British bandits die in the battle for stolen goods. The more blood they shed here, the less blood we will shed when we drive them away in the future.  " "You are right, chief!  Then I will go back immediately, let them go, and return their weapons to them.  " "No, there's no need to be in such a hurry!  Song Shen's eyes showed a light of wisdom: "You go back and give them better treatment. I asked the monk to write a letter to the Chinese, saying that we hope to be loyal to the orthodox king. If possible, I hope that the eldest princess  His Majesty gave us a title and allowed us to become part of the royal army and fight the British together.  If we can get recognition from Her Majesty the Princess, no one can take the land away from us.  " There was a look of admiration on Earth Walker's face. His huge head immediately understood the essence of Song Shen's plan. He lowered his head and said to Song Shen in a low voice: "Wise leader!  How could we fail under your command?  " Wei Sunan and several of his soldiers were like a few gamblers participating in Russian roulette. In these two hours, they deeply experienced the impermanence of fate. Not long ago, they were prisoners about to be executed. In the blink of an eye, they were prisoners.  They became the king's envoys and distinguished guests. The soldiers who guarded them moved them to a residence. Although it was still a straw shed, the hay mats spread on it had changed from a somewhat moldy straw mat to several worthless straw mats.  Fei's fur. While Wei Sunan and his men were wondering about their sudden change of fate in the hut, the battle was going on next to the Shunjun camp on the bank of the Irrawaddy River. The difference from before was that the weapons used in the battle were not  Instead of guns and cannons, groups of Indian soldiers were shirtless and sweating profusely as they dug traffic trenches. If someone standing on the edge of the battlefield looked over, he would be surprised to find that the empty battlefield was empty.  There are only a few trenches extending forward. The drizzle in the sky makes people feel the coldness in their bones. The drizzle that has been falling for more than two hours has completely turned the bottom of the trench into a quagmire.  From time to time, people passing by would bring up lumps of mud, which would splash on the soldiers leaning against the trench wall, often causing a burst of curses. Only Simba sat there silently, as if unaware.  Like a hermit who was doing asceticism, Cindy staggered over, his rifle hanging crookedly on his shoulder, holding two small bags wrapped in banana leaves, and he threw one to Simba.  : "Simba, go on, have something to eat!  "But Simba didn't reach out to take the small bag. The leaf package bounced on his knees and fell into the mire. Cindy sat down and opened her bag of food. When she was about to eat, she saw Simba's appearance.  , quickly put his bag aside, picked up the bag of food from the ground, wiped it twice with his clothes, and handed it over: "Simba, today is your favorite curry rice, and there is chicken in it.  " Simba took the food casually, put it aside, shook his head and said: "Thank you, Cindy, but I'm not hungry, you can eat first.  " Cindy looked into each other's eyes in surprise: "What's wrong with you, Simba? You must be sick!  " "I'm fine!  "Simba shook his head and turned around, with a strange light in his eyes: "It's just that after what happened that night, I thought about it for a long time -" "Shh!  "Cindy looked around, and when she found that no one was paying attention here, she whispered: "You madman, do you want to kill both of us?  If the British knew what happened that night, you and I would both receive a hundred lashes and then be shot.  " "I don't care whether I will be shot. Master teaches us to face danger and power -" "But I care!  I don¡¯t want you to be shot too.¡± Cindy interrupted her companion again. He stared into Simba¡¯s eyes and said, ¡°Listen, I don¡¯t care what you and your master think, please remember the Kingdom of Punjab.  It no longer exists. You are no longer a great Sikh warrior. We are just two poor privates of the 3rd Punjab Infantry Battalion. I am not willing to die in this hell place just for fifteen pence a month.  military pay and daily bean soup.  Now, for the love of Lord Shiva, stuff your mouth with that delicious packet of curry rice before you cause trouble for us again!  " Simba stared into his companion's eyes, and finally bowed his head in surrender. He picked up his bag of food and started eating. Cindy looked at her companion with concern and tenderness in her eyes. After a while, she also lowered her head and ate.  Get up. ¡°Everyone stand at attention!  "  With the long-drawn shout of the sergeant major, the soldiers in the trench jumped up reflexively. A British officer in a lieutenant uniform proudly held a short staff under his arm and raised his chest.  The one with a protruding belly came over. He stood at the corner of the trench and nodded slightly to the sergeant major. The sergeant major immediately shouted: "Take a break!" The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, and Cindy looked at it with distress.  Looking at his package of curry rice, which had become part of the quagmire in the hustle and bustle just now, he thought in frustration that it was too late to go to the cook to get another one. Until tomorrow morning, he would have to dig out the mud with an hungry stomach.  .  "Her Majesty's brave men!" shouted the British ensign. "Now I need two men, two real brave men, to perform a mission. To these two brave men, I will give five days' leave and fifteen pounds."  If anyone wants to be this warrior, take a step forward! "Fifteen pounds of bonus?" Cindy whispered: "We poor people can't even work for a year!"  With a salary of one pound, these stingy British guys actually gave them almost twenty years of salary, so there must be no living person who can come back to collect the money!" "Is there anyone?  Five pounds, a full fifteen pounds, aren¡¯t there two brave men willing to fight for money and honor? Well, I¡¯ll double the reward to thirty pounds, now it¡¯s thirty pounds¡ª¡±  But the soldiers still remained silent, and their dark faces always maintained the expressionless and dumbfounded look of tropical peoples.  The British officer showed an impatient look on his face and muttered in a low voice: "Cowardly inferior people!" "Oops!" Cindy saw the angry look on Simba's face and was about to reach out to grab him.  , but it was a step too late.  Simba took a step forward and responded loudly: "Second Lieutenant, the Punjabis are not cowards, nor are they an inferior race. You both fought in Mudji and Gilijanwala (both famous battlefields in the Sikh War, known for their tragic casualties).  I have experienced the courage of my ancestors, and I am willing to accept this task, but not for the reward, but so that the reputation and courage of the Punjab people will not be tarnished!" The British officer's fair cheeks turned red, and immediately he  Turning pale again, he gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Very good, there is already a warrior. Who else is there now? Who else is willing to come out? He can get the thirty pounds that this warrior does not want, plus himself  Yes, sixty pounds in total, sixty pounds!"
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