In January, the port of Anxi does not have the cold of the north, it is located in a tropical desert area. It's only six o'clock in the morning when the www.biquge.info is already feeling the tropical heat, and only the breeze blowing from the sea brings a faint hint of heat.

And in the midst of this summer heat, on the edge of the desert outside the city of Anxi, there are a series of tents, which are the tents of the army, and in the last few months, the port of Anxi, the westernmost colony of the empire, has been transformed into a military camp, where not only sixteen armored ships from the country have been gathered, but also a huge army, an army with a total strength of more than 100,000 men, which has been transported from China to Africa by sea in the past six months.

In fact, it was in the last three months, after the conquest of Singapore by the Army, that the route to Africa had been opened, and since then, a steady stream of reinforcements has been sent from within the country to Africa, and unlike in the past, the largest force of the Empire has now been gathered here, which, unlike the South Seas, is composed entirely of six divisions.

The state-of-the-art fleet and the most powerful army are now gathered in the port of Anxi, which has repeatedly attracted the eyes of the world, and people are curious about this huge army and navy, as if they are curious about what their edge is pointing at.

Where will they point?

No one could doubt that they were pointing at Britain, pointing at the British mainland, and although it was still very far from the British mainland, everyone knew that China would not have gathered such a large army force here if it were not for the attack on the British mainland, and even a fleet of hundreds of merchant ships, most of which were purchased by China from France, Italy, and other countries after the outbreak of war. It was these merchant ships that ensured that China would be able to launch this expedition and bring this huge expeditionary force to the port of Anxi.

It is precisely because of the existence of this army that the British have not dared to send reinforcements to Australia or India, not because they are afraid that the fleet will be intercepted at sea, but because they are afraid that after the reinforcements are sent, the local defense force will be empty, leading to the Chinese attack on the mainland.

And this is also the meaning of the existence of this force!

Since they did not dare to send their own fleet, they also did not dare to send their own army, and they could only watch the Chinese army and navy attack the British colonies around the world.

The presence of troops, in itself, is a deterrent.

However, as far as the existence of the troops themselves is concerned, this kind of existence is also a test for the officers and men of the troops.

In the early morning, a dog that ran out of nowhere "Wang" barked, which immediately broke the silence of the barracks.

"Damn it."

Ding Ruchang, who had just returned to his hometown in Chaohu again in a dream, was suddenly pulled back to the real world by the barking of a dog. Annoyed by the feeling of homesickness, he picked up an empty wine bottle next to the bed and threw it out. The bottle smashed like a grenade on the wild dog.

"If you ask Lao Tzu to slaughter you again, stew soup and drink it!"

After the barking wild dog was taken a beating, he immediately slipped back to the nest that he didn't know who had set up for him.

The mountains and rivers of my hometown are gone, and it's not interesting to sleep anymore.

"After this battle, I guess when the time comes, you can always let me go home and have a look!"

Muttering, Ding Ruchang climbed down from the marching bed, and when he mentioned his hometown, he was only in his twenties, and his eyes were full of longing and expectation.

Although he now wears the uniform of the Army, in reality he is from the Colonial Defence Forces, and he is not even an ordinary expatriate, but a prisoner of war - a captured "bandit" who was exiled to Africa and has served in the Wehrmacht ever since.

Since the day he came to Africa a few years ago, he would always dream of the mountains and rivers of his hometown, the old house of his family, his parents, and his fellow villagers, but he also knew that he could never return to his hometown, and as an "exile", according to the law, he could not return to his hometown. This is the difference between "exiles" and expatriates, if they are expatriates, they can always go home after earning money.

But not the "exiles"!

In the case of "exiles", from the day they were exiled to the colonies, those who returned to their homeland without "amnesty" were sentenced to death, and only their children or family members were allowed to return to their homeland. Ding Ruchang knew that a few years ago, there were "exiles" who served in the defense army, because of his military merits, he had the opportunity to return to his hometown, although there was only one chance to return to his hometown, and there was a time limit, but for Ding Ruchang, this opportunity was what he hoped to strive for.

After he got up, he saw the empty wine bottles in the tent, that was the record of him and a few fellow villagers last night, among the troops transferred this time, he knew a few of his soldiers and the soldiers from Chaohu's hometown, he was in a foreign land, after knowing these fellow villagers, he was naturally extremely happy, as long as there was time, they would get together and have a good time.

"Damn it, my cup ......"

After looking in the tent for a long time, Ding Ruchang vaguely remembered that he seemed to have given the set of wooden cups to his fellow villagers last night. The ebony tea set was made by the captives there after conquering an indigenous tribe when he was in the Central African colonies, although the handiwork is very ordinary, but it is also a souvenir, just like the two tusks at home, but that thing is not valuable, which one is it given to?

Forgot......

Ding Ruchang, who really can't remember, after washing, finished eating two fish buns, fish is the most important staple food in Anxi Port, as for mutton, it needs to be exchanged from those natives in the desert, as for pork, those natives don't raise pigs, as for the pigs raised by the expatriates, but it is only barely enough for them to eat. After all, the army in Anxi Port is now several times the local population, and it is not easy to ensure the supply of fish and meat, which is more or less beneficial to the nearby fishing grounds.

"When they taste pork sausages, it is estimated that pigs will be raised in the future......"

Ding Ruchang's mouth complained like this, and he drank another bowl of gruel and an egg, after using this simple breakfast, the hour hand had not yet pointed to seven o'clock, it seemed that today was another long and boring day.

In any case, for the hundreds of thousands of troops stationed in Anxi Port, their every day is boring, even Ding Ruchang, who is accustomed to military camp life, feels the same.

"The taste of this fish bun ......"

Feeling the fishy smell in his mouth, Ding Ruchang, who was already nostalgic for the real "meat buns", thought of the indigenous people he met a few days ago.

"Otherwise, go back and ask the cooking class to buy a camel and improve the food ......"

What does camel meat taste like?

Just when Ding Ruchang was thinking wildly, he didn't notice at all that the battalion commander didn't know when, and he was already standing by his side.

"Lieutenant Ding Ruchang!"

"Yes!"

When the battalion commander's words came from behind him, Ding Ruchang immediately jumped up reflexively, immediately stood upright, raised his head with his chest straight, and the camel immediately disappeared from his mind without a trace.

In the defense army, as an exile, he was able to go from an ordinary soldier to a captain, and there were some things that had long been engraved into his bones.

"Take a break."

The battalion commander was obviously satisfied with the quick response of his subordinates, and his tone gradually relaxed. Although to a certain extent, he did not like this officer who did not come from a military academy, but many of the officers in the Colonial Defense Force were not from professional backgrounds, but the common characteristic of these officers was that they had a lot of combat experience, especially with the natives, and were good at fighting small groups of rebels. It is precisely because of this that he thought of handing over this task to Ding Ruchang.

"Yesterday, near Suratl, indigenous traders were attacked by unknown bandits, who took 600 camels, more than 3,000 sheep, which were supplied to the troops. According to preliminary speculation, it should have been done by the natives who were bought by the British, probably in ...... This location. ”

The battalion commander pointed to a small area circled in pencil on the map he had with him, which was a desert.

"You go over today and find out this bandit."

"This ...... Is this a tribe? ”

Staring at the pencil circle, Ding Ruchang immediately recognized that this was a desert tribe.

"According to our intelligence, these nomadic tribes in the desert are bandits, the British may not have sent troops, but they have infiltrated us through French Algeria, they have lobbied many nomadic tribes to resist us with gold coins, of course they do not dare to attack our army now, but now the attack on the indigenous suppliers and indigenous tribes with whom we cooperate is only the beginning, as soon as they form an alliance, they will attack our settlements! and even attacked the port of Ansi......"

How likely is this?

In Ding Ruchang's opinion, it is almost zero, at least those desert tribes will never dare to attack Anxi Port, unless they are crazy, they will attack Anxi Port with 100,000 troops, but the settlements are ...... They have attacked in the past!

"Sir, what do you mean?"

Looking at the chief, Ding Ruchang's tone had a tentative taste in it.

"Kill the chicken and show it to the monkey!"

What is killing a chicken to show a monkey?

If it were an army officer who was transferred from China to Anxi Port, he would not understand the meaning of these five words at all, but for Ding Ruchang, he knew what these five words meant, and he also knew very well how to do all this.

The sound of gunfire echoed in the desert, and the screams of people could be faintly heard, black smoke rose in the oases, and there were fires everywhere, and gunfire everywhere.

Most of the nomadic tribes of the desert were very poor, and the mud houses were dilapidated, even those that once belonged to chieftains, and this was the poorest place in the world, with almost nothing but sand. What else is there here besides poverty?

"And the courage ......"

After pondering for a moment, Ding Ruchang looked at the book in his hand with words like tadpoles, there is only one kind of book here, that is their faith, except for their beliefs, there is no other person writing here, more precisely, civilization.

"Perhaps, it should be described as barbarism, poverty has created everything here, the nomadic tribes here have attacked each other and killed each other in the past hundreds of years, they don't know what the royal law is, for them, there are only the rules of survival in the desert, thousands of years, and all other rules ......"

Shaking off the book full of "tadpole texts" in his hand, Ding Ruchang's tone was extremely calm.

"None of them fit here, except, of course, the rules here, for they are also found among the nomadic tribes, and they follow the same rules, but it is certain that what is recorded here is in conflict with our laws...... But a tooth for a tooth ......"

Looking at the young man in front of him, who was only eighteen or nineteen years old, he was a student of the Anzai Academy, he studied the indigenous language, and now he was acting with the army as an interpreter, but looking at his pale face, it was obvious that he was extremely shocked by what was happening.

"At this point, we are in common, the purpose of-for-tat, not to retaliate, but to deter, to tell other people in this way, what are we going to do, you are learning an indigenous language, so I ask you, do you think they will submit to us?"

Putting the book in parchment in his bag, as an officer, he had the right to choose the spoils of war, this book written in parchment, at least seven or eight hundred years old, can be sold for a good price in the port of Anxi, and the museums in the country will be more than happy to buy these trophies, which symbolize the honor of the empire.

"Sir, I don't think it's possible for the guns to bring them to their knees!"

Hu Fengqin's tone was extremely firm.

"Compared with an iron fist, I think the Huairou policy is more suitable for ......"

"Like Tang Huairou Tubo, marry a noble girl, teach a hundred skills, and then let it seize my country's land and kill my people? Do you know how they treated indigenous people in the Americas? ”

Without waiting for him to finish, Ding Ruchang asked with a smile.

"Only dead Indians are good Indians! If we don't put an iron fist on them, then to them we are sheep, sheep to be bullied, so if they kill one of us, we will kill them a thousand, ten thousand, and only then will they not dare to offend me in the slightest, as ...... now."

Walking out of the dim earthen house, Ding Ruchang issued further orders to the soldiers around him, not only to destroy this tribe, but also to fill in the oasis and make this oasis disappear completely, only in this way can those who were lucky enough to escape lose their foothold in the desert.

"Sir, wouldn't that be too much, after all, everyone needs this oasis......"

Listening to the gunshots in the distance, Ding Ruchang just replied expressionlessly.

"Yes, that's why they have to fill in the oasis, and only in this way do they know that there is no future in cooperating with the British, you know, if we don't use an iron fist, maybe, the British will encourage them to attack Anthy, they want to blame, blame the British......"

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