The Battle of Shwedagon Pagoda was arguably the most important battle of Napoleon's journey to Egypt, which not only sounded the death knell of the drunken Mamluks, but also announced the arrival of Napoleon the Conqueror, the successor of Caesar and Alexander the Great, to the entire Eastern world.

It is worth mentioning that due to his outstanding performance in this war, Han Xing was successfully promoted to brigadier general in the meritorious service award, this military rank is called colonel in the Celestial Empire, not to be honest, the name brigadier general just sounds much stronger than colonel, doesn't it? At least it's a bit of a relationship!

Due to Ali's strategy, almost all the Egyptian Mamluks were wiped out in this battle, and the battlefield at that time could be described as majestic, vast as a sea of smoke, and the Mamluk army that could not be seen as black and oppressive as a dark cloud turned its horse head and fled in all directions. At this time, they threw away their armor and ran away, but after all, it was difficult to escape the joint pursuit of the 20,000 men of Segail and the more than 6,000 cavalry of the French army.

It can be said that what Napoleon still needs to do now (qíng) is to appease the remnants of Egypt, after the Battle of the Great Pyramids, Napoleon's name has been successfully launched in Egypt, and now what he needs is to use the deterrent power brought by this war to negotiate with those remnants and squeeze their last value.

This was also a matter of necessity, considering that Napoleon had planned to establish a French colony in Egypt and use it as a springboard to open up maritime trade between the East and the West, and even use it to march into India, take the brightest jewel in the crown of the British Emperor, and fundamentally destroy the great British Empire.

He even brought with him a boatload of scholars, hundreds of them! (These scholars were jokingly referred to by the soldiers as "mules," which is a very apt metaphor.) First of all, because they were unarmed, they were usually protected in the middle of the troops along with mules and horses. Secondly, people who are engaged in learning, if it sounds good, it is called perseverance, and if it is popular, it is called stubbornness, which is really like a mule~)

The ideal is very full, the reality is very skinny, and the blockade of the Royal Navy has caused Napoleon to be completely cut off from France now, and it is impossible for the immigration team to reach Egypt. His grand blueprint was stillborn!

This forced Napoleon to change his course, his food and supplies, all need to be solved on the spot, the French government will not be able to provide him with the slightest help, he has to turn to these local Egyptian rulers, through cooperation, alliances, to get the food and supplies he wants, and it must be a stable long-term supply, not to rush to finish. Today's Napoleon, who occupies Alexandria and Cairo, is like the "new caliph" of Egypt!

Segail succeeded in taking over the title of Grand Leader of the deceased Le Mud and became the master of the Mausoleum Guard, and as expected, he feared that he would inherit the title hereditary. However, the original 50,000 troops of the Tomb Guards were lost more than half in the Battle of the Great Pyramid, so this big leader was basically a blank check. If there is any benefit, that is, in addition to Ali's territory, the entire territory of the Tomb Guards in the past is his alone! With an army of 15,000 in his hand, isn't it easy to clean up those shrimp soldiers and crab generals who stayed behind?

Although a large part of the grievances (qíng) between Segail and Lemoud were made up by Han Xing, he really didn't guess wrong! And Ali will also plan and use the big cake of the new big leader to completely (tào) Segail.

Ali Wei (bī) 利 (yòu), both pronged, this is what holds him in his own hands. After all, the great leader of Rausch is just a ridiculous title for him, a reincarnation! Ali also promised that after he left, he would give him all his territory, and let his family go, and give him the antidote to the "Three Corpses Brain Pill", Xie Gail is a ruthless hero, he and Lemoud have long been dirty, so naturally they will not refuse to send a good opportunity to the door!

Of course, if there is anything wrong with this wave (cāo), it is that if this Segail becomes the climate and its wings are stiff, it will inevitably get rid of Ali's control. However, in a short period of time, he still needs to digest the vast territory of the Tomb Guard, which will take several months; Even if he completes the steps of combing and digesting, and has Napoleon, the "Catholic Caliph", in charge, he will not be able to make any big waves! An army of 40,000 was wiped out by Napoleon at the Great Pyramid, let alone 20,000!

Napoleon, the new Egyptian caliph, was clearly busy, and given that the throne of Egypt's supreme ruler had been vacant for many years, the backlog (qíng) was frightening! He seems to be a newly arrived "county master", and a lot of trivial things have popped up for him to deal with inexplicably.

Those who had been bullied because of their small power and did not dare to speak up now regarded Napoleon as their savior, the "Lord of the Blue Sky", and all of them were in front of Napoleon for such ironic things as a well, a piece of land, an undetermined border, and even the question of the ownership of a cross-border goat.

Sounds incredible, doesn't it? However, this is the case, life in the desert is incomparably hard, resources are scarce, even a small oasis that can be used for sheep grazing is a precious treasure in the eyes of the desert people. The only real riches in Egypt are the Nile Valley, and the miserable lives of the tribes in the vast desert have hardly changed for thousands of years.

Therefore, objectively speaking, it is not right for the Mamluks in Egypt to call them feudal lords, they are not the kind of aristocratic lords who live in castles and are brightly dressed in Western Europe; They were nothing more than a group of nomadic chieftains, although they were called many names, such as the chiefs close to the Middle East who were influenced by the Turks, and were usually called "Pasha" (meaning governors, generals, an honorific title, similar to the British lords), and those near Egypt mostly followed the ancient rites of chieftain, chieftain, and sheikh, but in reality, their strength between them could not be measured by the traditional feudal hierarchy of Western Europe.

The appearance of Napoleon seemed to be a thunderbolt that broke the Egyptian world, and the lightning crossed the sky, which was undoubtedly not a bolt from the blue for the original rulers, but it was undoubtedly a lifesaver and guiding light for those small tribal leaders who were weak (shēn) and waited for the dawn to fall in the dark.

Napoleon, on the other hand, was also happy to be addicted to His Majesty, and he intended to hoe the strong and help the weak in Egypt to establish his own dynasty. Frankly speaking, at this moment, Napoleon did have the intention of becoming king on his own, and if he could take root in Egypt, and even take the whole of the Middle East into his arms, and complete the unfinished business of Caesar and Alexander the Great, why should he continue to be the commander of the small French front? During this time, he genuinely wanted to put down roots in Egypt.

After several days of combing and processing petitions, Napoleon finally did not have to deal with the trivial things that made his head bigger than two, and it must be said that Napoleon was indeed very one-dimensional (tào) in handling affairs, he was able to make both parties satisfied, and he was grateful to him.

For example, in the case of the transgressive goat, Napoleon chose to return the goat to his original owner, and then compensated the other party out of his own pocket, and everyone was happy! Just a little thing, a few dozen gold coins, Napoleon succeeded in buying people's hearts. The trivial controversies in these places are a test for those who do not know politics, and for a politician with a nimble hand like Napoleon, it is simply a gift, and it is simply a large wave of prestige!

So, here's the problem! What is the best way to blend in with the Middle East and integrate into the Middle East circle?

Culture and religion, of course! The Middle East was a small, well-defended society with a strong xìng, and if our conqueror Napoleon could not integrate himself into this circle, he would always be just an outsider. An outsider can't stand on his feet!

And the best way to integrate into Middle Eastern society as quickly as possible is to start with religion.

(shēn) was a religious pragmatist, Napoleon's view of religion mentioned earlier, in which he saw religion as a mere instrument of domination, and now he wanted to use it to integrate himself into Egypt completely.

He began to engage in religious philosophy, "the Qur'an is a religious text on the same level as the Bible", and this is what he said to the Pasha and the chiefs, and only this conqueror can utter such nonsense! I wonder if the Holy Father of Rome, after hearing his heretical remarks, would have felt the urge to strangle his "pro-(ài) son" to death?

Napoleon even played the Trinity trick, claiming that "Muhammad and Jesus are great prophets from God, they serve the same person, and Allah and God are one!" ”

In fact, this statement is not unfounded, *** Christianity and Christianity are largely born from the ancient Hebrew god of the Jews, that is, the Yahweh of the Old Testament. That's why Palestine and Israel are still pimping over the question of the ownership of Jesus Salem. To the Jews, Jerusalem was founded by them, and the faith in God was pioneered by them.

Therefore, in a sense, Christianity and Christianity are actually a family, and thousands of years of fighting, killing, and killing are simply misunderstandings. Of course, the pot of jihad was thrown on the back of the Holy Father and his predecessors who were far away in Rome! Napoleon was really a filial son!

Cairo at night, in the brightly lit palace (diàn).

It's May, and summer has just begun, and the Egyptian night is full of poetry (qíng), the breeze blows the purple tulle curtains, and the cool breeze drives away the cool (rè) heat left by the white, making the exposed skin feel a trace of coolness.

Napoleon changed into a shēn robe full of local style, replaced his stuffy leather boots with a pair of Greek sandals, and stood on the terrace of the palace (diàn), looking out at the end of the horizon in the distance, standing on the banks of the Nile like brown ribbons, bathed in moonlight pyramids. And Han Xing is basically the same, this is called following the local customs! At least they don't need to mummify themselves in cloth.

"Wearing this (shēn) garment, looking at the scene in front of me, I have the illusion that (shēn) is in ancient Greece and Rome, and I think, Caesar also enjoyed this beautiful scenery here 2,000 years ago, right?" Napoleon stood on the edge of the terrace, bathed in the white moonlight, caressing the Greek-style sandstone fence, feeling the rough touch of his fingertips, with a bit of solemnity.

"I don't think it's likely, I don't remember Caesar having a long stay in Cairo! It was the seat of the ancient Egyptian royal family, but in Caesar's time, the economic and political center of ancient Egypt had moved to Alexandria with the Ptolemaic dynasty. But the pyramid is so big and conspicuous, Caesar probably won't miss it! Han Xing stroked his chin and thought for a while, then shook his head.

"You're right! But that might mean that I did something that even Caesar didn't do (qíng), didn't it? Ah, the pyramids! Hanschel, what do you think the pyramid is? Napoleon smiled, set his eyes on the pyramid that stood proudly between heaven and earth, and it was difficult not to pay attention to it, and then turned his head and asked Han Xingdao.

"Majestic wonders, historic monuments of civilization..." Han Xing guessed uncertainly.

"No, all aside, the pyramids are just tombs, tall tombs at best!" Napoleon smiled and shook his head.

"Thanks for the reminder, I feel a little cold!" Han Xing rubbed his hands and said, the magnificent pyramid rarely reminds people that it is essentially a mausoleum. After Napoleon's reminder, Han Xing realized that he was not equivalent to staring at a few graves for an hour on a moonlit and windy night? I feel a chill down my spine just thinking about it!

"The pharaohs of ancient Egypt thought that they could rely on the majestic mausoleum to make themselves revered after death and their names remembered by future generations, but they were wrong! Tell me, do you remember the names of the owners of those pyramids? Napoleon smiled contemptuously and pointed to the pyramids in the distance.

Han Xing was almost speechless, except for Khufu, Tutankhamun, Ramses II, Cleopatra, such ancient Egyptian celebrity pharaohs, he had no concept of the others.

And Khufu is the owner of the highest pyramid, but Han Xing knows very little about him, "a strong ** old man of ancient Egypt", this is all the information.

"See? The pyramid is definitely the most meaningless spectacle I've ever seen, draining the whole country to build a tomb? Hehe~ Caesar did not have a magnificent mausoleum, in fact, he was cremated, which was a Roman custom. But isn't his name still popular for thousands of years? ”

"Great buildings may be lost to history with the passage of time, but truly great deeds will always be passed on by word of mouth! The pyramids were a pillar of shame for the pharaohs of ancient Egypt, and the rulers of later generations should take this as a warning, sitting on the wealth of upper and lower Egypt, but only knowing the pride (yín) and building large, the result will only be self-destruction! All the proud and complacent can leave behind is a nameless lonely grave! ”

This is the concentrated embodiment of Napoleon's pragmatism, and Han Xing was almost shocked by Napoleon's remarks, "Brother Niu (bī), you can still see the philosophy of life when you look at the scenery, you are worthy of being my emperor!" ”

"In short, the spectacle is misguided, ha~" Han Xing quipped.

"That's right! The desert is really cold at night~Ahhhh

"Hey~ You wait for me!" As soon as Napoleon left, the air around him became even colder, and there was an eerie silence all around, and Han Xing hurriedly chased after him.