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"It's spectacular!"

Fan Hong stood in front of the Karnak Temple and sighed heartily.

The temple has long been dilapidated under the destruction of 4,000 years of wind and sand, the towering stone pillars have collapsed, the ornate carvings have been broken, the majestic statues of gods looking down on mortals have lost their past glory, the prosperous city of Thebes has been annihilated by time, and all that remains here is a ruin.

Spectacular ruins.

"Destroy it, leave nothing behind!"

Fan Jingluo said next.

"It's a pity that there are no gold and silver jewelry!"

An officer next to him said.

Obviously, these rough blanks did not know the value of these treasures of human civilization, in fact, the Ming army was only interested in gold, silver and jewelry when they looted everywhere, and all foreign ancient sculptures, calligraphy and paintings were nothing more than barbarian garbage in their eyes. Similarly, domestic antique collectors are also disdainful of this, with the arrogance of the people of the Ming Dynasty at this time, it is impossible to treat any barbarian things as treasures, even if the exquisite carvings of Europe are not collected in the Ming Dynasty, let alone these things that have been sharpened in the wind and sand for four thousand years.

And these must be destroyed.

What Yang Feng wants to do now is to completely sinicize Egypt, since this is of course impossible to leave them any traces of ancient Egyptian civilization, Mu Dabeard's things have to be erased, and ancient Egyptian things have to be erased as well, why is he keeping these? Let archaeologists find out that 4,000 years ago there was a civilization comparable to that of the Yin Shang? So how can the Egyptian people believe that the Ming Dynasty is the kingdom of God blessed by heaven? Not only will the Karnak temple be razed, but all the temples, all the relics of ancient Egyptian civilization, including the pyramid sphinxes of the imperial tombs, will not be left behind.

"It's nice to build a dam with this thing!"

Fan Hong said suddenly.

As soon as he had finished saying this, he heard a loud bang, and then the obelisk erected in front of him fell with a thud from the directional blasting of the sappers, and then smashed a statue of the god Amun to pieces.

"Go, send a report to Master Huang, and ask him to send someone to see if these materials are suitable, and if they are suitable, they will be pulled to the construction site as soon as possible."

The officer said immediately.

The wireless telegraph operator immediately clicked the button and sent a message to the Aswan Dam Engineering Office that more than 1,000 engineers had arrived from the port of Suez and had begun to survey the dam site, and then to design the data for the dam based on the results, and that a group of experts in the field would arrive from the country. However, this is not a big project, Emperor Yang's initial request is only eight zhang, at this time the damming technology of the Ming Dynasty has been very superb, and some people even shouted to build a dam on the Yellow River in Shaanzhou to regulate the amount of water to solve the problem of controlling the Yellow River, but the emperor rarely sprayed saliva and then died down.

Once the design is completed, the construction of the dam can begin, and at the same time, the Ming slave traders who are active in southern Africa will also have to bring a large number of slaves nearby, first of all, these slaves will have to repair the road from Sefaj to Kena, and they will have to build a cement factory nearby, which cannot be transported from the country, and a number of small steam engines will have to be transported by road. The reason why Keena was chosen was because the road from Sefaj to Keena was the shortest, but it was still a few hundred miles to travel from Keena to Aswan, and although there were nearby trees that could be used for shipbuilding, it would be inefficient to transport without a steam engine.

Anyway, there's a whole lot of work to be done.

It is already the limit to be able to build a dam in three years, of course, this is enough, because if you really want to fight, Yang Feng does not think that he can kill all the main warriors of Egypt in three years, and Yemen has been fighting for more than a year with such a small population.

"Let's go, go to the West Bank!"

Watching the Karnak Temple gradually turn into ruins amid the sound of explosions, Fan Hong said to the officer with satisfaction.

"Still on the West Bank?"

The officer said unexpectedly.

"No, there are no temples on the West Bank, but the West Bank has what you want most."

Fan Hong said and opened a map given by the emperor when he was leaving, looked at the dense names and markings on the map, and then continued with a smile: "There are a lot of tombs of ancient Egyptian emperors, you must know, emperors, usually like to bring a lot of good things to sleep underground, and gold jewelry is estimated to be liked by any emperor, the emperor has a will, it is not easy for us to come here to fight for the country, no matter how many good things are made from Egypt, the seventh, second, and ninth armies and the Marine Corps are divided equally, This is the emperor's reward for us. ”

"Thank you, Lord Ron!"

The officer hurriedly knelt down to the northeast with a solemn face and kowtowed.

Apparently he didn't know what the reward meant, and if he did, it wouldn't be a routine prostration, and he would probably have to kowtow excitedly, for the place they were about to dig was the Valley of the Kings, because it had a famous name......

Tutankhamun's treasure.

As for whether there is a curse, then this depends on their luck, anyway, Emperor Yang just gave them a map marked with all the tombs and pyramids in Egypt, and did not ask them to dig Tutankhamun's grave, and it is estimated that the curse will not fall on him, and even if there is a curse, I think that the curse of the barbarian monarch will not be able to break the defense system of the Great Ming God Emperor, and it is said that the protector of God Blessing is not all blown after all.

In other words, Emperor Yang is also very entangled.

In other words, with his character, it can be said that it is completely painful to give up the huge wealth in the Egyptian underground, but he is now more or less in awe of fantasy things, after all, he himself is unscientific, and although there are many rumors about curses and the like, he still doesn't dare to risk his life, so it can be said that he has the best of both worlds.

Well, in the end, he's just comforting himself to get rid of his psychological burden.

Of course, Fan Hong definitely didn't know.

Because he has not had the experience of going out to fight in these years, the farthest is to be the emperor in Goryeo for a period of time, he and the officers and soldiers of the Seventh Army looked at those who went abroad to fight one by one, and this time they were also full of longing for the harvest of the trip to Egypt......

For the Seventh Army, which often broke out the scandal of qiang raping female students in Goryeo, this is not a psychological burden at all.

Just when the demolition team of the Ming army razed the two temples of Luxor and Karnak, and then crossed the pontoon bridge over the Nile River and went directly to the Valley of the Kings to go to archaeology, more than a thousand miles away from them, on the Mediterranean Sea, the Grand Master of the Knights of the Doctor Persilon was sitting on the deck of a merchant ship, looking into the distance with his Ming binoculars, where the smoke of gunpowder was filled with fire, and the water columns stirred up by cannonballs continued to rise on the surface of the sea, and the same rose as the explosive flames that shattered the battleship.

There, the two fleets were less than five hundred yards apart, pouring a dense barrage of shells on each other.

"Our time is over!"

The knight, dressed in full plate armor, lamented melancholy.

Behind him, several knights, also in armor, were silent, and it was evident that they were shocked by the flowering shells that kept exploding on the battleships in the distance, the French fleet escorting them, and the Ottoman naval fleet holding them back. The main forces of these two fleets are all retired warships purchased from the Ming Dynasty, and the guns of these two fleets are all cast steel rifled guns purchased from the Ming Dynasty, and even their shells are purchased from the Ming Dynasty, with countless gold and silver coins to buy weapons from the Far East, and they are frantically pouring the flames of death on their opponents who come down from the same production line.

At the same time, with their ferocity, they mocked these ancient knights who were still in the Middle Ages.

Of course, the knights also kept up with the times.

These guys in armor are just to show their noble status, in fact, the ordinary soldiers on the same ship are all ordinary black military uniforms, and they are also the same as the armies of European countries, with slanted shoulder straps crossed on their bodies, bullet boxes full of paper bullets on their waists, and muskets in their hands......

It is also a rifled gun produced by Daming.

The same bullets of nitrified paper shells.

It's just that all the soldiers have a white cross on their chests, and the octagonal Maltese cross represents their identity.

Medic Knight.

New crusaders.

"The Ottomans are defeated!"

Suddenly, a soldier shouted.

The battle on the sea in the distance came to an end, and a huge fleet of nearly sixty French battleships, including six second-class battleships, finally defeated the intercepting Ottoman fleet with the loss of four warships, and sent a total of ten warships, including two battleships purchased by the latter from the Ming Dynasty, to the bottom of the sea, and the remaining Ottoman battleships all fled to the Aegean Sea, and the sea dominance in the eastern Mediterranean fell into the hands of the French, as for the next ......

"Forward, the temple is calling!"

Persilon stood up, drew his sword, and shouted solemnly.

"Forward, the Holy Land is calling!"

Behind him, countless soldiers raised crosses and shouted.

"Forward, Jerusalem is calling!"

On the sea around him, on hundreds of merchant ships, more than 20,000 Crusader soldiers, led by a cardinal accompanying them, shouted.

Then all the merchant ships set out one by one, heading for the horizon already faintly discernible in the distance, toward their holy place of Jerusalem, toward their faith.

And they were only the first ones, and behind them, on the European continent, all the priests of the Church, were holding up the Bible and issuing a call to the expedition, calling on all believers to take action to the East, to Jerusalem to rebuild the Holy Land and the Kingdom of Heaven. In the same way, in the treasury of all churches, gold and silver coins accumulated over thousands of years are being taken out in a steady stream, and then handed over to the offices of the Universal Company in various places, and handed over to those Ming arms dealers, and then exchanged for batch after batch of the latest guns, and batch after batch of believers with devout faith and dreams of the Holy Land are armed, and loaded onto merchant ships to follow the Knights Medic to fight for the Holy Land and Heavenly Kingdom.

Crusades! (To be continued.) )