Daming's multi-directional attack completely exceeded the expectations of the Western Alliance.

People in the Western Union want to come.

Their troops should be the main army of the Ming Dynasty.

Although the Ming Dynasty has millions of troops, the logistics of millions of troops is not a small number, and the Ming Dynasty has already gained the upper hand, and it is impossible to open up other battlefields.

didn't expect Daming to be so bold.

It really opened up other battlefields, and it bypassed the frontal battlefield and directly attacked from behind.

When the news of the fall of London reached the Western Alliance, the British king was dumbfounded.

Good guy, I'm still leading people in front, fighting desperately with the enemy, and my home will be gone.

He received the news last month, that is, a month ago, his kingdom had been breached.

With the terrifying offensive ability of the Ming Dynasty, the British king did not dare to imagine that his country still did not belong to him.

There was silence in the room.

Everyone looked at the King of England sympathetically, and at the same time there was still a hint of schadenfreude in their eyes.

The king of England, who is one of the leaders of the alliance, is arrogant in front of the members of the alliance.

Okay now, let's stop pretending.

A king who does not even have a state is inferior to a beggar in their eyes.

Even some people who are not weak, such as the Spanish country, have begun to stir in their hearts, ready to attack the position of the leader of the alliance.

If there is one happiest of all, it is the King of France.

Britain and France have been fighting for so many years, if it weren't for the existence of the Ming Dynasty, I'm afraid his country would have been occupied by the other party.

It's good now, the enemy of life and death for many years is gone.

In this way, the king of France has a sense of loneliness and loneliness.

Without the-stirring stick of the Eagle Country, the King of France didn't know who to target in the future.

As for Da Ming.

Well, forget it.

He still has a lot of strength in his heart, Da Ming, he can't surpass the development of France for another 100 years.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I think we should leave such an important meeting, and some irrelevant people."

The conference hall was silent for a while, and the king of Spain, who had long been a little impatient, stood up first.

In and out of the words, the spearhead is pointed at the King of England.

The meaning is obvious.

You Britain has been destroyed, you now belong to the country of exile, it's time to make your identity clear, it's rude to sit in the position of the leader of the alliance.

"That's right, a king who can't even hold his own land is not worthy to sit with us."

"What's more, some people's families are still in the hands of Daming, and it is inevitable that some people can't stand the threat, and in order to save their families, they leak the things we discussed to Daming."

As soon as the king of Spain stood up, the king of the Netherlands also echoed in a strange way.

"Bang!"

The King of England got up angrily and glared at them viciously.

The two of them were not afraid, and they sneered and looked at each other.

"What do you think?"

Glancing at the crowd, the King of England looked at the King of France.

Both of them are alliance leaders, and now his country may have been occupied by the Ming Dynasty, and without follow-up support, his position as the alliance leader has been shaky.

Now he only needs the support of the King of France, and if the other party stands up for him, then he can continue to sit in this position.

And use his own rights to transfer troops back to his own country and expel the Ming army.

The King of France, who was watching, ignored Joan of Arc's hints and turned to look away.

can be the boss, who wants to share the status with others.

If he hadn't had no choice, he wouldn't have agreed to share the position of alliance leader with this bastard.

Now that he has an opportunity, he will naturally not let it go.

When the king of England saw that the other party did not even look at him, his teeth rattled, and he turned his gaze to Omurad, the only one left who could help him.

Omurad, who was sitting in the third-in-command position, raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at the other party, and groaned in his heart.

Britain now has less than 30,000 troops at its disposal, including many wounded.

After a few battles with Daming, this army can be said to have broken bones.

If the news of the occupation of the British mainland reached their ears, I am afraid that what little war spirit they had left would be lost in an instant.

What is the difference between an army that has never had the will to fight and a group of people.

Moreover, the other party also relied on the identity of the alliance leader to embezzle a lot of alliance materials.

Some time ago, the 5000 new rifles that were supposed to be allocated to him for the Ottoman army were only 2000 in his hands.

He asked many times, but the other party used various excuses to delay, and even in the end, he couldn't hide from it, and directly played a scoundrel.

This made Omurad extremely unhappy.

Now the other side may have lost its territory, there is no follow-up source of troops, and the army has no fighting spirit.

There is no use value at all.

In Omurad's conception, people and things that have no use value are just a pile of garbage.

Since it's garbage, it should be cleaned out.

With a consideration in his heart, Omurad grabbed the water glass and took a sip, closed his eyes slightly, and savored it carefully.

"You ......"

The two people who had high hopes for themselves had such an attitude, which made the King of England extremely angry.

But the anger of the weak is no different from nothing.

All the people present who had a grudge against him all showed sneers one by one.

Those who have nothing to do with it close their eyes and pretend not to see.

Glancing viciously at those present, the King of England took their ugly faces to heart.

Angrily, he grabbed the water glass in front of him and threw it on the ground, turned around and left.

The British general who was sitting next to him also walked out in a trance.

"Will he go to Daming?"

As the door closed, the room was silent for a moment, and a king raised his concerns.

After all, the other party is the leader of the alliance, and he knows a lot of things.

If the other party takes refuge in Daming and tells Daming this information, then the arrangements of their alliance some time ago will be in vain.

The crowd glanced at the king, and turned their heads to the King of France, who was now the only ally.

The King of France pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Omurad.

The two glanced at each other, their eyes made contact slightly, nodded in unison, and made a certain decision.

That night, there was a sudden riot in the Western coalition station.

The gunfire rang out in the middle of the night and did not stop until dawn.

Then the Western coalition announced it to the outside world.

Last night, a spy of the Ming Dynasty infiltrated the alliance, and the British king discovered his trace and personally led his troops to arrest him.

However, the enemy's firepower was too strong, and the English king was tragically killed in the engagement, and the British army was completely annihilated.

…………………………

"Lao Liu, tell us the truth, did you offend Your Majesty when you were in the Shenji Camp?"

Africa, Kodok.

Looking at the army that was passing quickly, Deng Heng wiped the sweat on his forehead with a towel, and asked Liu Sheng, who was frowning and checking with a map next to him.

"Fart, I don't know how good the relationship between Lao Tzu and the emperor is, otherwise you think that Lao Tzu can get the position of commander of the front army among so many old guys, this is completely the emperor's respect for me."

Liu Sheng rolled his eyes angrily, explained a few words to the telegraph operator next to him, and threw the map in his hand to the staff officer next to him.

"You have a good relationship, we are still sent here, do you have any misunderstanding about the relationship?"

Dunheng pointed to the distance, and the who were cautiously looking this way were speechless.

He didn't understand.

Which tendon was he wrong, and the commander of the good northern cavalry corps did not do it, and ran to this hot place where people could dry and suffer.

Think about the girls in the north who have rough skin, but are still acceptable.

I looked up at the black black like charcoal in the distance, and if you don't look at the size, you can't even tell the difference between men and women.

His heart was full of reactions.

This is actually a little better, but what he can't stand the most is that.

Not only is it hot, but snakes, insects, rats and ants are everywhere.

During the march alone, the non-combat attrition amounted to more than 2,000 people.

That is, these have no combat effectiveness, otherwise if they change to a force with a little strength, the Ming team will be chaotic for a stage.

"The environment here is too complicated, if we knew that it was this terrain, we should have recruited more troops in the land of Yungui."

When the two were talking boringly, Mu Sheng, who was dressed neatly in military uniforms and had just returned from the inspection team, took the kettle handed over by the guards next to him and poured it down.

"How?"

took out a fan to fan the other party, and Liu Sheng asked the other party about the situation.

Mu Sheng, who finished pouring water, nodded slightly, "It's okay, the brothers can hold it, but the mosquito repellent powder is used relatively quickly, send a telegram back, let them send some more, by the way, the dosage must be increased to the maximum, otherwise it will not cure the evil insects here." ”

"And the problem of the road!"

"There is no road here, and we lost a lot of spies to find the way."

"By the way, there's also the issue of translation."

Throwing the kettle to the guards beside him, Mu Sheng said helplessly: "We don't understand what they say, and they can't understand what we say. ”

"Even if we conquer them, they won't know what we're here for."

When it comes to the issue of translation, Liu Sheng is a big head.

He reported the matter to the imperial court.

As a result, the court was helpless.

In the West, when the Holy Roman Empire was overpowered, Latin was the lingua franca.

But Africa is in trouble.

The language is not uniform at all, and even the languages spoken by the next tribe are different.

This made the court have a lot of headaches.

Zhu Zhangui also had no idea about this, so he could only order Liu Sheng to watch it.

"There's really no way to translate."

Liu Sheng shook his head helplessly, looking at the in the distance.

"Send someone to have a brief exchange first, give the best treatment to those who are willing to surrender, and kill all those who are not willing to surrender and resist!"

Deng Heng and Mu Sheng glanced at each other, nodded, and acquiesced.

Reaching out to take the map of the staff officer next to him, Liu Sheng preached to the two.

"According to the emperor, there is no concept of a country here for the time being, and it still belongs to a primitive tribe."

"For this kind of native tribe, it is a complete waste for our entire front army to act in unison."

"My idea is that we will divide our troops into three routes, three of us, one of us with an army, and strive to take this place before the other three armies complete their tasks."

"We represent veteran generals, and there are also the expectations of Emperor Taizong, we can't embarrass them."

Regarding Liu Sheng's suggestion, the two only thought about it slightly, and then nodded and agreed.

After consultation.

Liu Sheng led the main force and attacked directly to the west, responsible for attacking the upper part of Africa.

Mu Sheng, who had fought jungle warfare, was responsible for fighting west all the way to the Kimberley.

Dunheng attacked to the southwest and was responsible for clearing the middle area.

The three agreed that they must end the war before the end of the year, fight a beautiful battle, and let the big gang of young cubs who have just come up see what ginger is still old and spicy.

The battle plan set by the three was quickly reported to the imperial court.

With the battle plan of the Xiniu Hezhou Front in hand, Zhu Zhangui fell into deep thought.

Africa is the epitome of poverty in later generations.

For example, when Zhu Zhangui watched short videos in later generations, there was often an Ode mark, or a video of Sapu.

From those videos.

Africa is a region that does not look rich at all.

In addition to their lack of labor, the reason why the West had slave hunting operations back then was that the terrain and environment in Africa were very complex, and many resources could not be transported at all.

Compared to those resources that are difficult to transport, slaves who can go on their own are the easiest goods.

Capture those and use them as slaves.

Zhu Zhangui had this idea.

But considering that France was almost occupied by blacks in later generations, Zhu Zhangui hesitated a little.

He doesn't want the future Daming to be occupied by a group of black and white races.

For this reason, he also issued a strict order, the children of the Han family in the Ming Dynasty are forbidden to intermarry with different races, and the mixed-race people born are not allowed to become Han nationality.

Although this order cannot stop everything, it can at least play a certain role.

"What do you think?"

I thought about it for a while, but I couldn't think of a clue.

Zhu Zhangui handed the telegram to Yu Qian, who was waiting beside him.

Yu Qian took it with both hands, and asked Zhu Zhangui after reading it.

"There's no problem with their battle plan, I guess what you're worried about, Your Majesty, is the post-management problem."

Zhu Zhangui nodded.

"It's poor and backward, and the officials definitely don't want to be officials there."

"What's the point of us occupying it if we choose to be run by aliens."

Yu Qian nodded when he heard this.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Let our officials go there to take office, I'm afraid there are really few people who are willing to go." ”

"But it's not like there's no solution."

Zhu Zhangui looked at him.

Yu Qian smiled slightly.

"We can do it the other way."

"For example, put white people in the West as managers in this black place."

"And the environment is slightly better for the white people, and I think it's no problem for us to arrange officials within the court."

As for who those cared about, Yu Qian didn't even mention it.

He could clearly see that Zhu Zhangui hated those more than those white-skinned pigs.

So in his mind, these are always the objects to be ruled.

Zhu Zhangui nodded slightly in approval.

Turning his head to Hu Yu next to him: "Send a report to Liu Sheng, tell him that I agree with his plan, let him rest assured to do it boldly, and here in the court, I will carry it for him, let him rest assured." ”

Liu Sheng, who received Zhu Zhangui's order, completely let go of his worries.

Along the way, almost all of them were pushed sideways with the army.

No way.

These really don't have the so-called combat power to speak of.

Coupled with the fact that they deal with various items such as food, salt, etc., those are called enthusiastic.

Even to the later stage.

The army hadn't arrived yet, and the were ready for a welcome party.

Then, when the army arrived, they were greeted with singing and dancing and dancing feverishly.

This made the soldiers of the Xiniu Hezhou Front Army very surprised.

As for the rest, then there is none.

These girls really don't conform to the aesthetics of the Ming people.

Even in the concept of, they are as beautiful as immortals, but in the eyes of the Ming soldiers, they are ugly and cannot be swallowed.

This made many soldiers who knew the armies of several northern fronts and what kind of days they were enjoying were called envy, jealousy and hatred in their hearts.

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