Forming such a large number of foreigners into a single force, Yan Chujie couldn't help but think of a multinational force that was very famous in the world in the previous time and space, that is, the French Foreign Legion. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 InfoThis unit was formed in 1831 by the then King of France, Louis Philippe, to replenish the French army killed and wounded in the war, and to solve the problem of foreigner crime in the country, allowing volunteers to sign up without knowing their nationality and name.

In the more than 100 years since its formation, this regiment has participated in countless wars, large and small, and is one of the most transnational combat missions in the French army. In the Sino-French War at the end of the 19th century, it also fought twice with the Qing army at Xuanguang in Annam and Yuemeishan in Keelung, Taiwan. Prior to the operation, the multinational force had more than 8,000 volunteers from 136 countries, including three infantry regiments, two cavalry regiments, one paratrooper regiment and two engineer regiments. In comparison, the composition of Roger's multinational force seems ordinary.

The French Foreign Legion later became a shortcut for foreign young people to obtain French citizenship, as long as they are willing to work for France, they have the opportunity to apply for naturalization by serving in the Foreign Legion, and Roger's army can also be regarded as a life-saving straw for slaves to get out of the sea of suffering. For these people, it is tantamount to getting a new start in life.

Yan Chujie casually walked up to a tall black soldier and stopped, and when Roger saw this, he gave an order: "Soldier, report your name!"

The black soldier could understand Roger's command, and replied loudly with his head up, "Report to the chief, I'm Private Marcus of the Special Operations Company!" Although the pronunciation was not standard enough, it was basically at a level that people could understand. Although the unit has not yet received a formal strength, the ranks of the soldiers are the same as those of the regular army. Of course, since they have not participated in any battles since they joined the army, and they have no combat exploits that can be used for promotion, the current ranks of these soldiers are all the most basic privates.

Yan Chujie asked, "How long have you been in the army?"

This question obviously stumped Marcus, I don't know if he is not very good at counting or difficult to express in Chinese, and he rumbles in his throat for a long time, but he can't speak. Roger glanced at the platoon commander standing next to him, and the platoon commander hurriedly stepped forward and replied for Marcus: "Report to the chief, Marcus enlisted in February this year. ”

Yan Chujie thought to himself that he had joined the army in February, and it had been eight months since then, so it was no wonder that this big black man could listen and speak, and immediately asked, "Where is your hometown?"

Marcus answered this time, but the answer was the same as if he didn't say: "Report to the chief, hometown...... Far away...... Far away!"

Just looking at Marcus's dark and shiny complexion, Yan Chujie could deduce that he should be from the region south of the Sahara Desert. Even though his hometown is on the east coast of Africa, which is closer to Asia, the distance from that place to South Asia is terrifying, literally thousands of miles away. At his current level of seafaring, he was brought here from his homeland by slave traders, and he had to spend at least several months adrift at sea. For the indigenous Africans, who lack experience and the concept of measurement, it is true that only "far away" can describe his feelings.

Yan Chujie had no choice but to give up the plan to get to the bottom of the matter, and instead asked about his current treatment in the army: "How do you feel after joining the army? Can you adapt to the life of the army?"

Marcus nodded decisively and replied, "Report to the chief, Marcus can eat enough for every meal, it's good!"

This answer, while simple and crude, does partly reflect the perception of the situation of these former slave soldiers. After they enlisted in the army, their living conditions were naturally a hundred times better than when they were slaves before, although the training was hard, and from time to time they would be scolded by their bosses and veterans, but at least they had no worries about food and housing, and they no longer needed to worry about their own survival. In addition, after being recruited, these soldiers were constantly instilled with the idea of loyalty to the Haihan and the Executive Committee while learning Chinese, and after several months, most of these simple young people accepted the status of "Haihan Guardians" and felt proud and proud of it.

Compared with the soldiers recruited by the Haihan from the Ming Dynasty in the past, although these soldiers from different countries and regions have many differences in language and culture, there is no doubt that they are more lazy than the Han soldiers. For them, joining the Haihan militia as a soldier is almost their only way out, otherwise they can only be cattle and horses as slaves, so they subconsciously integrate their own interests and missions, and their sense of belonging to Haihan is not weaker than that of Han soldiers.

"Very good!" Yan Chujie reached out and patted Marcus on the thick shoulder, and then walked over to the next soldier.

"Report to the chief, I'm Private Du Lu of the 1st Special Operations Company!" The soldier saw Yan Chujie stop in front of him, so he took the initiative to report his identity.

Yan Chujie heard that his accent was quite standard, and his appearance was somewhat similar to that of Han people, but his skin tone was slightly darker, so he asked him, "Are you Han?"

"Report to the chief, the villain is from Aceh, but my grandfather was indeed born in Guangzhou Mansion in the Ming Dynasty, and he is also of Han blood. Duru replied in a deep voice.

Yan Chujie understood that this Du Lu was a mixed-race child, since his grandfather was Han, that is, he had at least a quarter of Han Chinese blood, so it was no wonder that his Chinese was much smoother than that of the big black Marcus just now. Yan Chujie asked with interest, "How did you get here?"

"The villain was originally a member of the Aceh army, and was captured in a battle with the Portuguese last year, and was later sold to the island of Ambuna, but fortunately he was appreciated by the chief and joined the militia army. Du Lu's answer surprised Yan Chujie slightly, but he didn't expect that he was still a familiar hand.

The State of Aceh is a country located in the northern part of the island of Sumatra that was founded a century ago. Because the country is located in a critical area on the border between the Pacific and Indian Oceans, it has had many conflicts with Western colonists, especially with the Portuguese. The current reigning ruler of Aceh is Iskandar Muda, who was at the height of the state of Aceh and repeatedly sent troops to attack the Malacca region occupied by the Portuguese colonists. However, there are winners and losers in the war, and it is inevitable to be captured by the opponent in the battle, and this Duru is one of the unlucky ghosts.

Originally, the Portuguese mostly executed the indigenous captives themselves, so as not to waste precious food. However, as soon as the Haihan began the slave trade on the island of Ambuna, the Portuguese sent their worthless prisoners of war here in exchange for profit. This Duru was also blessed with a great fate, and he was not injured when he was captured, so he was picked and sold by slave traders and sold to the Haihan people who had extremely high requirements for the physical condition of slaves.

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Forming such a large number of foreigners into a single force, Yan Chujie couldn't help but think of a multinational force that was very famous in the world in the previous time and space, that is, the French Foreign Legion. The unit was formed in 1831 by King Louis Philippe of France to replenish the French army killed and wounded in the war, while also tackling the problem of foreigner crime in the country, allowing volunteers to sign up without concealing their nationality and name.

In the more than 100 years since its formation, this regiment has participated in countless wars, large and small, and is one of the most transnational combat missions in the French army. In the Sino-French War at the end of the 19th century, it also fought twice with the Qing army at Xuanguang in Annam and Yuemeishan in Keelung, Taiwan. Prior to the operation, the multinational force had more than 8,000 volunteers from 136 countries, including three infantry regiments, two cavalry regiments, one paratrooper regiment and two engineer regiments. In comparison, the composition of Roger's multinational force seems ordinary.

The French Foreign Legion later became a shortcut for foreign young people to obtain French citizenship, as long as they are willing to work for France, they have the opportunity to apply for naturalization by serving in the Foreign Legion, and Roger's army can also be regarded as a life-saving straw for slaves to get out of the sea of suffering. For these people, it is tantamount to getting a new start in life.

Yan Chujie casually walked up to a tall black soldier and stopped, and when Roger saw this, he gave an order: "Soldier, report your name!"

The black soldier could understand Roger's command, and replied loudly with his head up, "Report to the chief, I'm Private Marcus of the Special Operations Company!" Although the pronunciation was not standard enough, it was basically at a level that people could understand. Although the unit has not yet received a formal strength, the ranks of the soldiers are the same as those of the regular army. Of course, since they have not participated in any battles since they joined the army, and they have no combat exploits that can be used for promotion, the current ranks of these soldiers are all the most basic privates.

Yan Chujie asked, "How long have you been in the army?"

This question obviously stumped Marcus, I don't know if he is not very good at counting or difficult to express in Chinese, and he rumbles in his throat for a long time, but he can't speak. Roger glanced at the platoon commander standing next to him, and the platoon commander hurriedly stepped forward and replied for Marcus: "Report to the chief, Marcus enlisted in February this year. ”

Yan Chujie thought to himself that he had joined the army in February, and it had been eight months since then, so it was no wonder that this big black man could listen and speak, and immediately asked, "Where is your hometown?"

Marcus answered this time, but the answer was the same as if he didn't say: "Report to the chief, hometown...... Far away...... Far away!"

Just looking at Marcus's dark and shiny complexion, Yan Chujie could deduce that he should be from the region south of the Sahara Desert. Even though his hometown is on the east coast of Africa, which is closer to Asia, the distance from that place to South Asia is terrifying, literally thousands of miles away. At his current level of seafaring, he was brought here from his homeland by slave traders, and he had to spend at least several months adrift at sea. For the indigenous Africans, who lack experience and the concept of measurement, it is true that only "far away" can describe his feelings.

Yan Chujie had no choice but to give up the plan to get to the bottom of the matter, and instead asked about his current treatment in the army: "How do you feel after joining the army? Can you adapt to the life of the army?"

Marcus nodded decisively and replied, "Report to the chief, Marcus can eat enough for every meal, it's good!"

This answer, while simple and crude, does partly reflect the perception of the situation of these former slave soldiers. After they enlisted in the army, their living conditions were naturally a hundred times better than when they were slaves before, although the training was hard, and from time to time they would be scolded by their bosses and veterans, but at least they had no worries about food and housing, and they no longer needed to worry about their own survival. In addition, after being recruited, these soldiers were constantly instilled with the idea of loyalty to the Haihan and the Executive Committee while learning Chinese, and after several months, most of these simple young people accepted the status of "Haihan Guardians" and felt proud and proud of it.

Compared with the soldiers recruited by the Haihan from the Ming Dynasty in the past, although these soldiers from different countries and regions have many differences in language and culture, there is no doubt that they are more lazy than the Han soldiers. For them, joining the Haihan militia as a soldier is almost their only way out, otherwise they can only be cattle and horses as slaves, so they subconsciously integrate their own interests and missions, and their sense of belonging to Haihan is not weaker than that of Han soldiers.

"Very good!" Yan Chujie reached out and patted Marcus on the thick shoulder, and then walked over to the next soldier.

"Report to the chief, I'm Private Du Lu of the 1st Special Operations Company!" The soldier saw Yan Chujie stop in front of him, so he took the initiative to report his identity.

Yan Chujie heard that his accent was quite standard, and his appearance was somewhat similar to that of Han people, but his skin tone was slightly darker, so he asked him, "Are you Han?"

"Report to the chief, the villain is from Aceh, but my grandfather was indeed born in Guangzhou Mansion in the Ming Dynasty, and he is also of Han blood. Duru replied in a deep voice.

Yan Chujie understood that this Du Lu was a mixed-race child, since his grandfather was Han, that is, he had at least a quarter of Han Chinese blood, so it was no wonder that his Chinese was much smoother than that of the big black Marcus just now. Yan Chujie asked with interest, "How did you get here?" (To be continued.) )