The fierce gunfire coming from the train station naturally attracted the attention of many people. Shahabad is not a big city, but as an important transportation hub, there are still some garrisons around it. However, the current garrison is still under the control of the British.
As soon as they heard the gunshots, the British officers of the local garrison understood what was happening, because Suleiman Brom had already asked them for help, but in order to ensure a stable transition, their superiors chose to remain silent.
Later, Suleiman Brom had to choose to invite the Whip of God to escort the supplies. Although they didn't know what was happening at the train station, the British would definitely not go out.
Because, in the eyes of the British today, peaceful transition and completion of the handover of power are the most important things. Other power struggles among Indians or conflicts between sects are not within the British's consideration.
Therefore, the local garrison did not take any action under the constraints of the British.
This gave Suleiman Brom ample time to evacuate. After the Whip of God team escorted the train out of Shahabad, the frightened Indian civilians hurriedly fled in all directions, spreading the news of what had happened.
The Indian senior officials who received the news were also shocked by Suleiman Brom's determination. In fact, at this special period, both Indians and British people understand that stability overrides everything, and this is not a suitable time for large-scale conflicts.
Since Suleiman Brom showed such a tough attitude, it seemed that continuing to force the other party might lead to unpredictable serious consequences. In the end, the Indian top leaders had to choose to hold their noses and swallow this bitter fruit. If they wanted to retaliate, they had to wait until the smooth handover of power in India.
Because of this, Dalhousie, who had thought that the journey would be uneasy, unexpectedly discovered that the direction of development of things seemed to be completely different from what he thought. Not only did they not encounter any attacks again, but there was not even any obstacle on the train's way forward.
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This gave him a very unreal feeling for a time.
At the same time, Fang Lang, who was far away in Cochin, was observing the crowd gathering outside the Travancore Palace from a distance with a telescope.
"Where did you find these people from?"
While observing the situation outside the palace, Fang Lang casually asked Zhuang Xintian beside him.
In response to his boss's question, Zhuang Xintian chuckled and said nonchalantly:
"These Indian Muslims are the biggest achievement of our work during this period. They are all Muslims from around Kochi. Our people disguised themselves as Muslims and Hindus, deliberately creating conflicts between the two sides, making the already tense relationship between the two sides even more incompatible.
But compared to the huge Hindu community, the proportion of MSL in Kochi is too small, and their life in Kochi is restricted in every way.
As the highest-ranking noble among Cochin Hindus, the Travancore royal family has a very huge influence in the local area.
With just a little guidance, we made these Muslims believe that everything they are facing today is driven by the Travancore royal family behind the scenes.
With the help of our people, this large number of MSL opposition members began to gather automatically towards the Travancore Palace.
Now all it takes is one more fuel to turn this demonstration into a violent armed conflict.”
Looking at Zhuang Xintian with a sinister smile on his face, Fang Lang couldn't help but smile. This is the correct way to use special forces! The Americans in later generations have mastered this trick to perfection, and his men are just following the flow now.
The real cause of the religious conflict was not them, but the British government. They simply used the British government's policies to serve themselves.
Given the trouble-making nature of the British, even if they agreed to India's independence, they would certainly not let everything go smoothly for them. After all, India has a vast territory and a large population base. Once it develops, it is possible for it to become a major country that influences the situation in Asia.
This was a phenomenon that the British absolutely did not want to see, so they took advantage of India's complex caste system and religious conflicts to divide India into two countries, India and Pakistan.
Most people in India believe in Hinduism, while most people in Pakistan believe in Muslims. However, these people who believe in the two religions do not naturally live in two different areas. On the contrary, the two sides are very closely integrated, in a state of you in me and I in you.
This led to serious religious conflicts in India at the beginning of its independence. The Hindus, who held power in India, wanted to eliminate all the MSLs in the country. However, these MSLs had lived in India since childhood. Their land, property, and family all existed in India. It was not so easy to cut them off with one stroke.
In the end, it evolved into a fierce religious conflict. Most Muslims were driven out of their homes, left with nothing, and had to cross the vast Indian subcontinent to Pakistan in the northwest or southeast.
Yes, you read it right. The newly independent Pakistan was divided into two parts by India. The northwest part was later Pakistan, and the southeast part was later Bangladesh. At that time, Bangladesh still belonged to Pakistan's Bangladesh province.
This has greatly increased the difficulty of Pakistan's national governance. After all, its own territory is not directly connected, but is separated by another country. There is not even direct transportation between the two places.
This was also one of the important reasons why Bangladesh later gained independence from Pakistan. Of course, the Indian government also played a role in fueling this.
Of course, this is a later story. Today's Pakistan is divided into two parts: Pakistan in the northwest and Bangladesh in the northeast. It is very difficult for Hindus living in these two parts to enter Hindu-controlled India.
It is naturally difficult for MSL in India to enter East and West Pakistan, which is controlled by Islam.
These believers have to abandon their homes and businesses, give up everything they have in their hometown, and go to another completely unfamiliar area to live with nothing. This is difficult for everyone to accept, so naturally, many MSLs choose to defend their land, property and homes.
Hindus naturally do not want the existence of pagans on their territory, which has led to fierce religious conflicts in India. Now Zhuang Xintian is taking advantage of this and gathering all the MSLs near Cochin together. This is a very powerful force with tens of thousands of people.
The Travancore royal family, which was besieged by these MSLs, was naturally very nervous at this moment. Relying solely on their more than 300 palace guards, they were naturally unable to compete with the tens of thousands of MSL people.
The royal family of Travancore immediately requested support from the nearby garrison. Unfortunately, a regiment stationed near the royal palace would not obey the royal orders at all. The British officer in charge directly stated that now was an important period of power transfer and the army should not be mobilized.
The king of Travancore was so angry that he smashed several exquisite porcelains in the palace.
In the end, the royal family had no choice but to call on Hindus in the country to fight against these MSLs at the advice of their subordinates.
This is obviously a bad move. There are already many conflicts between Hinduism and MSL. Now let the two sides have a big show of strength outside the royal house of Travancore. Just think about what the consequences will be.
But at this moment, the Travancore royal family can no longer care about so many things. They only have one thing in mind now, which is to keep these Muslims as far away from their palace as possible. As for whether they are driven away or directly destroyed by humanitarian means after a conflict, they don't care at all.
Therefore, this suggestion was directly approved by the royal family, and then the Hindus near Cochin began to slowly gather around the Travancore royal family.
Fang Lang and others, who had been paying close attention to the development of the situation, watched all this silently.
As the sky gradually darkened, dense torches began to light up on the land outside the Travancore Royal Palace, and the crowd was clearly divided into two parts. Although the two sides had not yet started a physical conflict, the verbal abuse was slowly escalating.
"Boss, the residents near the temple have all come here. We can take action at any time."
Zhuang Xintian came to Fang Lang and lowered his voice.
Fang Lang, who was watching the lively scene in the distance, smiled when he heard this, put down the telescope in his hand and said:
"The monks in the temple haven't left, have they?"
"No, don't worry, boss. The temple is always under our surveillance. Those who cannot leave will never be able to leave the temple without our permission."
Zhuang Xintian assured Fang Lang confidently.
Fang Lang smiled when he heard this and glanced at the group of people confronting each other under torches not far away.
"Let our people control the tempo and never let these people leave tonight. If necessary, add fuel to the fire and make them chaotic."
"Understood! Boss!"
Zhuang Xintian looked up at the crowd confronting each other in the distance, smiled confidently, turned around and followed Fang Lang towards the temple.
When Fang Lang and his party arrived at the temple, it was already dark. Two slightly old trucks were parked at the entrance of the temple. These were the means of transportation they arranged to transport the gold.
When Fang Lang and his companions were about to enter the temple, two figures walked out of the darkness, stood at attention in front of Fang Lang, and saluted:
"Boss, we have taken control of the temple. The operation can begin at any time."
Fang Lang glanced at the temple in the dark, nodded, looked towards the sea and said:
"Has the responding ship arrived?"
"Yes, boss. The transport boat is on standby in the sea fifty meters away. It will go directly to the shore when we receive the notification."
Qi Qingshan walked forward and answered Fang Lang's question in a low voice.
"Then let us see how many good things are hidden in the Indian temples."
Fang Lang smiled slightly and strode into the temple. The group did not encounter any obstacles along the way, as if there was no one in the temple. However, Fang Lang knew that his men were on guard in the shadows of various places in the temple to prevent outsiders from entering the temple.
Fang Lang had been to scout this temple several times and was very familiar with the situation inside. He walked directly into the room of the wine-drinking monk, just like he was back home.
At this moment, in the room of the wine-drinking monk, the drinking monk was tied to a stool, with a rag stuffed in his mouth, and no one knew if it was someone's sock.
Hindu monks are not forced to shave their heads, so this monk had long hair, which was wrapped in a turban, revealing a few slightly gray strands of hair. There were yellow and white stripes on his forehead, and Fang Lang didn't understand what this meant.
Several soldiers from the guard company were rummaging around in the monk's room, trying to find the entrance to the secret room, but judging by the current situation, the results of their search did not seem ideal.
Fang Lang was not in a hurry at all. After looking around the room, he coughed and said:
"Everyone, stop for a moment! Let me talk to this master."
The soldiers who were searching in the room stopped what they were doing upon hearing this. Fang Lang stood opposite the monk with a smile on his face and said:
“Master, the temple is now under the control of my people. All the people within a two-kilometer radius are my people, so I don’t mind you shouting for help.
However, I'm right in front of you, and if you shout for help loudly, it might disturb me, and I'll be very angry.
If I get angry, I might do something irrational. I see that your teeth seem to be very straight. I think you don't want them to leave you now, right?"
Fang Lang's attitude was not fierce, and he was even a little friendly, but even a fool could hear the threat in his words. Upon hearing this, the monk, who was already extremely frightened, made a whining sound and began to shake his head desperately.
Fang Lang laughed dumbly upon seeing this, looked at Zhuang Xintian helplessly and said:
"Let's take the thing out of his mouth and let him speak! This Indian is shaking his head, and only God knows what he means."
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Xintian stepped forward, grabbed the rag in the other person's mouth and pulled it off.
The monk obviously understood what Fang Lang meant. He did not scream, but swallowed hard and said:
"Sir, do you have any misunderstanding? This is a temple. What do you want to do here?"
Fang Lang didn't expect that this guy could remain so calm at this time, and couldn't help but look at him differently.
"You really don't know why we're here? You should know what secrets are hidden in this room!"
After hearing Fang Lang's words, the monk, who had seemed calm at first, suddenly narrowed his eyes and his expression changed drastically, but he quickly regained his composure and said in confusion:
"Sir, this is a temple where we worship the gods. This room is just a residence for ordinary monks like us. There is no secret at all."
Although the other party's expression recovered quickly, it did not escape Fang Lang's eyes. Knowing that the other party was obviously preparing to be stubborn, he did not intend to take any coercive measures, but continued to smile and said:
"Then let me remind you again, where did you get the gold you used to buy the wine? You're not going to deny this, are you?"
The monk's face changed again when he heard this. He thought that these people were bandits who targeted him because he took out his gold to spend. After all, Fang Lang and the others were now dressed like local Indians, which was really confusing.
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