Chapter 542: Killing the donkey

At Mumbai Railway Station, a fully loaded train is about to start.

As the jewel in the crown of Queen Victoria, India has received a lot of investment from the British Empire, and 28,000 kilometers of railways have been built to date.

However, colonies are used to suck blood, and building railways is to make more money faster.

Therefore, the common people in India are poor, and train tickets are expensive for them. The train is full of Indian characteristics, with many people buying "hanging tickets" outside the carriages and the roofs full of people.

Gandhi, a nouveau riche who had just received a million taels of silver from Shao Quanzhong, could certainly afford a train ticket. After finally squeezing onto the train and hastily finding his seat, he was shocked to discover that his shoes had been lost when he had just boarded the train.

The followers following behind him scratched their heads and held back their laughter. It seemed that the master who studied in London could also be so embarrassed.

Seeing that the train was starting to move slowly, Gandhi knew that his shoe would probably be lost, so he suddenly took off his other shoe and threw it out of the window.

The attendant was stunned, "Master, what are you doing?"

Gandhi pointed at his compatriots who were buying tickets outside the car window and said, "Everyone is too poor. Many people are barefoot and cannot afford shoes. If someone picks up my shoe, it will be a pity to have one less shoe. With this one, a compatriot who cannot afford shoes can wear shoes."

Those who could afford the tickets were those who had some money and were relatively educated. The passengers around looked at Gandhi in a suit with admiration, "You are really a saint, but you can't save so many poor people."

"We should save as many people as possible. No matter how difficult the times are, we can't give up hope."

Gandhi took off his suit, leaving his chest bare, opened his backpack, took out a very simple traditional costume from the bag and put it on.

He patted the backpack containing the check and said, "I went to London to study in order to find a way to save my compatriots from suffering. Now that I have the power to save my compatriots, studying is secondary. I will start to act immediately."

After changing into his national costume, Gandhi blended into the surrounding environment at once. He looked at the travelers sitting in the same row with a smile, "I think India needs to establish its own country and build it into a powerful country like Daxia. Don't you agree?"

The neighbor who had admired him suddenly became alert, "You turned out to be a traitor. Although I sympathize with you, I cannot rebel with you. I have a family and a career, and I have to take care of my wife and children."

"Who said I want to rebel? Violence is abominable. But we have the right to express our will in a peaceful way."

"Look, if we slack off on things we don't want to do, it may seem like we are busy, but we are not producing any results. What can the masters do to us? If they can't get money from us, will they just give up enslaving us?"

"Huh? That's a good idea. No one has taught us this before."

It is very difficult to get the Indians to take up arms and rebel. Let them be lazy, and at the same time this laziness is just, huh? This is good, this is good.

By the time the train reached Delhi, Gandhi already had dozens of followers. A force that could not be underestimated began to spread wildly in India.

…………

In Qiao Yuan, listening to Le Sen's report on Tagore and Gandhi's actions after returning to Tianzhu, Shao Quanzhong nodded, seemingly thinking about something.

"I didn't expect that Ah San has found a way that suits them. This time, the British are going to have a headache. They really don't have any way to deal with it."

"But without bloodshed, without the support of guns and the equalization of land rights by the Fenian Society, even if a country is established, there will be a lot of troubles. Gandhi and Tagore will have to worry about them in the future. This is none of my business. My money was not wasted."

"Report: Italy sent troops in the name of 'protecting overseas Chinese' and easily occupied Albania. Umberto I concurrently served as the King of Albania and appointed the local landowner Vilatz as Prime Minister to set up a puppet government."

Well, Italy is not a joke, it is a real power. It just becomes a joke when compared with Germany and France. It is still good at beating small countries.

“Italy recruited soldiers from Albania and sent them into Libya, their colony in North Africa. Using Libya as a base, they quickly occupied France’s colonies in Tunisia and Algeria, and threatened Egypt and Sudan to the east.”

"Reporting to the commander-in-chief, King Muhammad Ahmed of the Mahdi Kingdom of Sudan and King Ismail of Egypt have called to request to be included in Daxia."

Uh, you're thinking of Daxia now? Shao Quanzhong waved his hand, "No, these two countries have many people and little land, it would be troublesome to come in and lose money."

"But we can let them follow the example of Spain and Romania and join our economic integration camp."

"Order Ma Haiyan to send Ma Anliang and Ma Qi to lead a regiment each to garrison Khartoum and Cairo. Just to show our respect. I don't think Umberto would dare to provoke us. Let Zeng Xiaoyi send someone to form the Finnish Brotherhood according to the usual practice."

Ma Zhan'ao passed away three years ago, and Ma Haiyan became the commander-in-chief of Tianfang. Ma Anliang is the son of Ma Zhan'ao, and Ma Qi is the son of Ma Haiyan. They are both generals of the Tianfang New Army.

The Sultan, who had just driven out the British, had died there.

But the Italians were about to attack, and they suddenly realized that a small country would be in danger of extinction at any time without the support of its big brother, and they finally figured it out.

With the Italians' happy cooperation, Daxia gained two more brothers without a single drop of blood. …………

Wannsee Villa, southwest of Berlin.

All of Waldersee's senior followers gathered, including Schlieffen who had returned from the front.

Waldersee was full of energy and said, "Gentlemen, our war has achieved great success. Let's discuss the next strategy."

Everyone was silent. Adolf Stock, the court preacher and bishop of the Berlin Mission, stood up and said, "Everything is decided by the great Waldersee. We must obey."

Waldersee put his hands behind his back and looked at the map of Europe. His gaze lingered on the vast territory of Russia for a long time. He sighed and finally looked at the British Isles.

"We can't afford to offend Daxia, it's a pity for the East European Plain. Forget it, let's stick to the original plan, take over the British mainland, and then seek their vast colonies. The next step is to cross the sea to fight, do you have any difficulties?"

Tirpitz stood up and reported, "We only need to wait another three months for the other four aircraft carriers of our Graf Zeppelin class to be commissioned. By then, the five aircraft carrier formations will gather together and sweep the British Navy. Crossing the sea will be a piece of cake."

Schlieffen stood up and said, "Our Norwegian campaign is about to end, and the troops of the Northern Group can be transferred back."

“再征招本土的预备役，等新航母服役后，可以聚集190个师、3700辆坦克、5000架飞机、4.7万多门各类大炮、193艘舰艇，共550万兵力渡海作战。”

"The elite British troops have been captured in Dunkirk. There will be no problem in taking the British mainland."

"My only concern is that France is now full of guerrillas organized by the Fenian Brotherhood, which has already dragged down a large number of our occupying forces."

"After occupying the British mainland, we will need more occupation troops to maintain order and eliminate the guerrillas that will inevitably appear. We may not have extra troops to occupy their vast colonies."

This won't work. The British mainland is so small. What I want is their colonies. Waldersee tapped his forehead and said, "Is there no other way?"

Adolf Stoker stood up again. "Of course there is a way."

"The eight million vampire slaves we have been using require a large number of young men to look after and supervise them, which takes up over a million of our manpower."

"They were slacking off and trying to escape at any time, causing us huge trouble."

"Now that we have occupied Denmark, Norway, the Netherlands, Belgium and France, we have enough manpower for industrial production. These inefficient slaves are no longer useful. Once we get rid of them, we will have enough troops."

Slavery was, after all, a stopgap measure for backwardness. Now slaves have become a burden. Waldersee walked back and forth with his hands behind his back, "How do we deal with so many people?"

Schlieffen raised his hand. "I suggest that we exile them to Madagascar and let them fend for themselves."

Waldersee shook his head. "Marshal, it's a good idea, but you are not in charge of government affairs. I wonder how much it will cost. It will cost hundreds of millions of marks to transport eight million people to faraway Madagascar. It's too expensive."

Stoker sneered, "Vampires are not human beings and are not eligible for human exile. I suggest that they be exterminated directly."

Waldersee pondered for a moment, "Stork's idea is good——"

"I object!"

Schlieffen stood up again and said, "This is something that only the devil can do. We will lose the support of the people and be nailed to the pillar of shame in history. Waldersee, you are crazy."

Waldersee's anger was finally aroused. He could tolerate Schlieffen's statement that he did not understand war, because he felt that he understood war, and no one would believe Schlieffen's words.

But he said he was crazy, and in front of so many people - this was unbearable.

The reason why I can't tolerate it is because this sentence is close to the truth.

Waldersee slammed the table and said, "Marshal, you are old, retire now."

He looked around and saw Moltke the Younger behind Schlieffen, Field Marshal Moltke's nephew. "I promote Moltke the Younger to the rank of General and he will take over the position of Field Marshal Schlieffen."

Schlieffen shook his head sadly, turned around and walked out, pointing back at all the Waldersee followers in the room, "Germany will be dragged into the abyss by your wrong decisions."

Everyone was silent. Waldersee waved his hand and said, "It's settled."

(End of this chapter)

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