"The Italians surrendered?" Mula glared at the staff officer who had come to report.

"Yes! All of the 50,000 Italians in Sicily surrendered without firing a shot.

Daming did not embarrass them, and after being locked up for three days, 5,000 people were left to be responsible for maintaining order in Sicily, and the rest were all released. ”

"Released?" Mula was very surprised.

The Ming Dynasty has always had a tradition of selling prisoners, and as a former ally of the Ming army, Mula knows this very well.

Back then, Mura helped the Ming people sell Egyptians.

Daming's demand for coolies is like a bottomless pit. How could they let go of so many Italians so easily!

"Let it go!" The staff officer replied very sincerely.

"And five thousand people left to help maintain order?"

"Yes, Your Excellency."

"Bastard! Italians are bastards, assholes, assholes, assholes! Mula slammed the glass on the ground.

The crystal wine glass shattered to pieces on the ground, and the staff officer was startled, and shrunk like a quail.

"One day, just one day. 50,000 pigs were released for the Ming people to catch, and they couldn't be caught in a day.

Italians are pigs! Pigs! Pigs! ”

Faced with the scolding of Mula, the staff officer was tempted to escape. But thinking of the consequences of escaping, he insisted on standing there and listening to Mula cursing the Italians.

"No, they're not even as good as pigs." After smashing everything she could in the office, Mula finally collapsed in her chair out of breath.

"What the Italians say?" Finally, Miura's brain went from the swearing track to the normal track.

The Italians said they appreciated the Ming for treating Italian prisoners of war humanitarianly. Moreover, he was very grateful to the Ming for releasing Italian prisoners of war.

At the same time, they called on the Ming to be kind to the ordinary people of occupied Sicily. ”

"That's all?" He asked, stroking his forehead with his hand.

"That's all ......!"

When the staff officer spoke, he deliberately or unintentionally hid outside, because he found that Mula had the intention of touching the gun.

It's one thing to get hit by a bullet, and maybe you'll see God.

"They didn't mention it." The staff officer spoke in a cowardly voice, ready to flee at any moment.

Because he found that Mula's hand was already gripping the handle of the gun.

"Sicily was occupied, and it was not even said that it was taken back. Don't even dare to fuck a fart!

What to restore the glory of the Roman Empire, bullshit! Bullshit! ”

The staff officer scurried out like a rabbit, and then gunshots rang out from the office.

"Italians for dog days!" From inside the office, there was a roar from Mula.

The Italians have surrendered in disguise, and they will definitely not have the idea of retaking Sicily.

Sicily fell into the hands of the Ming Dynasty, and it was not a simple island. Although it is more than 800 kilometers from Marseille, France, it is separated by Corsica and Sardinia.

Corsica, in particular, is only 200 kilometers from Nice and 300 kilometers from Marseille.

As a former ally, Mula was very familiar with the tactics of the Ming people.

They are all about playing steady, and this time in Sicily. In a few days it will be Corsica!

His Majesty the Emperor and the main force of the French army were on the Tsaritsyn front, and there were not many strong troops in the hands of Mula.

With these levies whose training has not yet been completed, it is impossible to hold Corsica.

Moreover, there is no sea dominance.

The biggest possibility is that ......, no matter how many troops are sent, they will eventually be besieged and killed on Corsica by the Ming Dynasty.

This is Da Ming's favorite tactic, surround the enemy in one place, and then surround him alive.

Don't underestimate their determination to starve to death, even if it doesn't kill you. Constant harassment will also drain the defenders' ammunition.

In this age where only crazy shooting can survive, there is no ammunition, no different from a lamb to the slaughter.

Miela had drunk with Man Gui, and her friendship with Ao Ye was also good. He is too familiar with the tactics of the Ming Dynasty!

However, familiar is familiar, but there is no way to deal with the tactics of the Ming Dynasty.

In a war, I am most afraid of encountering this kind of opponent who has the advantage and is still fighting steadily and steadily.

"Send a message to the troops on Corsica and withdraw to the country at once." Mula commanded weakly.

Instead of staying on an island, they were surrounded by the superior navy of the Ming Dynasty.

It is better to withdraw to the mainland, at least 20,000 or 30,000 people can be saved.

The staff officer hurriedly agreed outside, and then ran away. It's too dangerous to stay here, and there's no place to excuse yourself if you get shot.

The French were busy withdrawing their troops, but the Italians didn't seem to be upset.

Rome seemed to be fine, singing and dancing.

A little bit of sadness that someone else has occupied a large piece of territory!

The Italians, who had been released, began to get restless after two days of silence.

When I meet people, I say that the Ming people are polite. They are treated not only with courtesy, but also with respect.

Even if they surrendered, they were allowed to take a nap before surrendering.

Not only that, but the Ming people also brought Daming noodles to entertain them. The taste of Daming noodles is very good, on a par with spaghetti.

It's a little thinner, with the pickles of the Ming people, it has a unique flavor.

In particular, one can of canned beef per person per day has become a legend in the history of war.

Some Italian prisoners of war did not eat the canned beef in their hands.

They brought it back to their families and thought it tasted very good.

Many children drooled with envy, feeling that they were too happy to be captives of the Ming people.

"What the hell, rowing over and surrendering?" When Li Xiu heard the news, he felt a little incredulous.

There were Italians, rowing boats from Italy, just to go to Sicily as prisoners to eat.

released the captives, and actually released such a sequelae, which made Li Xiu a little crying and laughing.

"Second master, the life of the Italians is not good now.

Many people went to the front to fight, and taxes in the rear were raised.

Many of those who do small business are bankrupt. ”

Chen Laohu held the information of the Italians in his hand and handed it to Li Xiu helplessly.

"Grandma, you can't let me raise an Italian.

That's a fucking million, millions, can I afford to raise me? Li Xiu took the information, glanced at it and threw it on the table.

The smuggling of Italians, he can only describe it as unexpected.

Of course, I don't know how to do it.

"The marshal used to always say that the soldier and the people were compared, but we didn't know yet, and we didn't understand what the soldiers-people ratio was.

Now I get it!

After the expansion of our Liao army, the total number of troops was only more than 2 million.

400 million people support 2 million, and the ratio of soldiers to people is 200 to 1.

But if you look at France, you look at Italy.

Tens of millions of people support millions of troops, and a dozen people support one person.

That can only increase taxes, and the common people will have a hard time. ”

"I don't care if it's bitter or not, anyway, I can't control these people who surrender.

Give them a meal and send them back to Italy. Li Xiu said irritably.

Now he is worried about the rear troops, and the marines can now only gradually withdraw from the Middle East.

The bad thing is that in this gradual withdrawal, he can only mobilize two Marine Corps divisions now.

Zuo Liangyu has Zuo Liangyu's difficulties, otherwise he would never dare not transfer troops to Li Xiu. At this point, Li Xiu still trusts this old subordinate.

But there are only two Marine divisions, and they have to divide their forces to occupy Sicily.

He simply did not have the strength to attack Corsica, and if he could not attack Corsica, he would not be able to effectively contain the French.

If the French cannot be contained, they will not be able to effectively support the Tsaritsyn battlefield.

Li Xiu was anxious!

"I sent it and I will still be back. Second master, you can't shake your hands like this. You......! ”

Li Xiu didn't speak, and walked out with a pace.

"Second master......! Second master ......! ”

Chen Laohu had no choice but to watch Li Xiu walk out.

"Deputy Commander, what should I do?" The staff officer had no choice but to ask Li Xiu.

"I fucking know what to do, and follow the orders of the second master.

Grandma's, I really want to help raise those Italians. ”