South of the Straits of Malacca, the Lion City of Singapore...... Yes, in the nineteenth century, it was not called Singapore, the Chinese called it the Lion City, and the Westerners habitually translated it as Singapore.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the busy dock suddenly sounded the sound of leather boots trampling the earth, and the slogan of 121 in the distance was heard, and when people looked fixedly, it was actually a group of British soldiers in formal clothes trotting towards the dock, and the sharp-eyed people actually saw that the rifles in the hands of this group of soldiers were all brand new.

"Oh my God, how did this group of foreign ancestors run out? On this hot day, they didn't hide in the barracks to drink wine and eat fruits, but actually came out to practice?"

"Fart, do you have ** eyes? Do you have to change into a new military uniform for training, and even change your gun to a brand new one? This look is to welcome the rhythm of distinguished guests......"

"How expensive is it... For so many years, I haven't seen a foreigner come up in person as an honor guard, usually at most a few foreigner officers come and lead a group of indigenous soldiers to stand in majesty...... Now it's all foreign soldiers? Could it be that the queen is coming?"

"......" The gossip people around couldn't help it, and went up to slap the back of the head, "What about the queen, if the queen really comes, the entire strait will have to be blocked by British warships..."

"I guess there's an eighty percent chance that the person is back......"

"Ahh

Needless to mention that person's name, the current Lion City, now Southeast Asia, there is only one person who can be described as 'that person', the legendary hero who shook Europa and shook the myth of the invincibility of Westerners, and only he can get everyone's exclamation without mentioning his name.

"Damn, get off the door panel, I'm not doing business today...... All go to the docks, I'm going to see that guy go ......"

"Guys, it's a holiday, the boss has a day off today...... That guy might be coming to the Lion City......"

"Oh my God, I won't sell this food anymore, go to the dock and ......"

All the traders and traders near the Lion City Pier closed their doors, and the farmers along the street who carried the burden of buying vegetables and fruits also lost their burdens and rushed to the docks, and in the end, even the foreigners and wealthy Chinese businessmen who enjoyed life in the coffee houses were alarmed.

When the voice of 'that man' resounded in every alley, the rich Chinese businessman dressed in brocade threw away the newspaper in his hand and rushed out of the coffee shop like a wild horse.

The discarded newspaper fluttered in the wind, and when it landed on the rattan chair, a large picture came into people's eyes, it was a scorched earth-like battlefield, the remnant blood flag fluttered in the wind, and the majestic man under the flag was 'that person', the East Asian strange man who created the miracle of the stone bridge.

Xiao Letian's name has a magic power in East Asia at this time, just when he crossed the Indian Ocean, the newspapers delivered from Europe have already taken the lead in front of him, and now the whole of East Asia, especially the Chinese in the area of the Strait of Malacca, the transportation hub, have already known the miracle that 'that person' created in Europe.

The scene of the new army entering the Lion City is still floating in front of people's eyes, but more than half a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and that group of young soldiers with such momentum has actually done such a big thing in Europe.

The French warship was sunk in the Mediterranean, the orphans in the orphanage were rescued in the Hamburg fire, the French cavalry regiment was disabled on the Franco-Swiss border, and France was able to step on the commanding heights of public opinion in the media war.

Even in the Austro-Prussian War, he was able to defend the Shiqiao Heights with a weak army, which bought time for the victory of the entire battle, and the Shiqiao Miracle even established Xiao Letian's status as a military master.

In the 19th century, the transmission of information between the East and the West was still very lagging behind, the telegraph line did not connect the whole world, and people's information transmission depended on nothing more than word of mouth, and the expired newspapers.

The people of the Lion City had only begun to receive newspapers from Europe a month earlier, and at first, the British Governor and Military Attachés, the rulers of the Lion City, were horrified to lock these newspapers in the circle of foreigners, and they did not dare to let these Chinese see them.

Ruling the colonies is a matter of science, and there must be no heroes among these indigenous peoples, which is detrimental to European rule. But the situation was reversed after Xiao Letian crossed the Sinai Peninsula, and the British governors and military attaches suddenly discovered that the big men in London actually gave Xiao Lotian an olive branch.

The delay in information was not only for the common people, but also for the rulers, and if these governors had known about London's attitude towards Xiao Lotian earlier, I am afraid that none of them would have dared to blatantly sell the French a shipload of arms, let alone allow Molière to share information with them.

If you do something wrong, you have to make up for it, these Asian governors thought about it, and they only thought of one way, that is, to try their best to hold Xiao Lotian high, give him the favorite face of Asians, to please him, maybe it can alleviate the embarrassment.

It was in this mindset that European newspapers began to spread widely and unfettered throughout the East Asian colonies, and there was no doubt that they were inclined to positive stories in favor of Xiao Lotian.

Now the Chinese circle can be regarded as a frying pot, people look at the incredible photos, read the unimaginable articles, and an indescribable sense of glory fills everyone's hearts.

Countless people stayed up all night drinking and celebrating to bless 'that person', and countless Chinese businessmen translated and printed European newspapers at their own expense, and distributed them to various Chinese circles in Southeast Asia for free, and that person's reputation in South Asia was already high and could not be looked up to.

Today, the British garrison in the Lion City was unusually dispatched, and dressed in a new one, a person of five and six, the Chinese people saw the clue at a glance, and after a while, there was only one cry in the city: "That person is back, that person is back......

One guessed correctly, the man was now in the Strait of Malacca, standing on the deck of a British merchant ship.

The word nostalgia can not be used on Xiao Letian's body, at this time, he also changed his previous decadent appearance of drinking, and the whole person pointed out the picturesque rivers and mountains around Malacca in high spirits.

"Sooner or later, the Lion City will become the most prosperous place in South Asia, and you can't go wrong with this location...... The Strait of Malacca is not wide, and the average water depth is not enough, only the line close to the Lion City can build a deep-water wharf, and I firmly believe that when the tonnage of sea vessels grows larger and larger in the future, the Lion City Wharf will become the first port in South Asia......"

Xiao Lotian was in a very good mood, the main reason was that the British intelligence officer had just sent the latest information, and everyone didn't expect that the Ryukyus had not been lost until now, and they were still under the control of the new army, which was really unexpected, which made Xiao Letian's morale a little low, and it burned again.

"Your Excellency, our ship will arrive in the Lion City this morning, and the Governor has prepared a welcome ceremony of the highest standard, which I believe will be the perfect end to your journey......

"After the Lion City, we will enter the waters of the South China Sea, which has completely left the sphere of influence of the French, and the French have no force to invade you except for the ten warships that fought in the Ryukyus...... Honourable Prime Minister, your journey has been safe so far......"

The British intelligence officer took a frigate last night to meet Xiao Letian, and also sent the most detailed information so far, Xiao Lotian did not open the file, just looking at the humble expression of the intelligence officer, he had already guessed that ** is not far from ten.

Now this Englishman still dares to behave in front of himself, this can't be used to "hum...... Am I really safe? The British intelligence officers have listened to me a few times, and I am very moved, why is the welcome ceremony so grand? Are you drunk and set some secrets?"

"I don't know what you think, but how did London turn into a supportive policy in the hands of you colonial officials, when it was clear that London was pursuing a policy of containing ......the mainland?

The sweat on the intelligence officer's head was all dripping, "Prime Minister...... You misunderstood, you really misunderstood...... Our English colonies did not help Molière, your guess is false......"

Xiao Letian sneered a few times and talked nonsense with this intelligence officer who didn't even bother to remember his name, human nature is just like this, these colonial officials despised themselves before, eavesdropping on their own walls, and to put it bluntly, they didn't believe in their own abilities.

In their eyes, even if Xiao Lotian returned to China, what he saw was the conquered Ryukyus, and the news from Europe, these governors also faced it with suspicion.

What the prime minister receives, the queen attaches importance to, etc., are all deceitful, these people who are used to being uncles in the colonies, do not believe that Asians can dominate Europa at all.

Until now, reality slapped them in the mouth, although the Ryukyus were in danger, but they were not lost, and the subsequent series of information from the British side shocked the governors, it turned out that the Earl of Derby had personally gone to Hamburg to meet with Xiao Lotian.

It is said that the two had a meal of seafood and a fight, but in this way, Earl Derby still said good things about Xiao Letian, and even the queen's question was pushed back by the old prime minister.

Not to mention that the Europeans don't know how to shoot horses, that's all bullshit, they encounter precious horse butts, and they are guaranteed to shoot better than the Eight Banners minions.

The intelligence officer took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and said in a low voice: "Prime Minister, after this drinking party between you and the Governor, we will send a letter to Molière as the Governor of the Colony, you can rest assured that we are willing to be the last mediator of the war, and the British Empire will not let our friends suffer......"

Hey, even Sima Yun and Xiao Hexin couldn't listen to this, and the two turned their heads to look at the sea and said that this Englishman is shameless enough, so he is called a friend?

However, Xiao Lotian didn't accept this sycophant, he looked at the northeast coldly, "Do you want to adjust now?" I'm afraid it's early, this big test has not yet come out, how can I interrupt the ...... in advance?"

"I believe in my soldiers, and I believe in the morale of the people that I have stirred up... If they can't even pass this exam, then I don't have to bother with them anymore.

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