Chapter 30: Zhenla

The merchant ship stopped and stopped, and there was a lot of delay along the way, but after 61 days of sailing, Ambrosius and his party finally reached their destination, Phnom Penh, the capital of Chenla.

At this time, most sailboats hovered around 12 knots, and soon after, clippers would pull the sailboat's speed to a new height of 20 knots.

One section is equivalent to 1.852 km, and it is possible to cover 533.37 km in a day at a speed of 12 knots.

From Venice to Phnom Penh, the journey is about 26,000 kilometers.

In Rauscher's eyes, it was a noble thing to be able to convert the pagans to the true faith.

Because of this, Archbishop Rauscher, spared no effort to help Ambrosius.

In order to ensure Ambrosius' safety and the success of his mission, he also found a special religious group called the Brotherhood of Combat.

Ambrosius was the first to learn that the Austrian Church had such an organization.

However, the moment he boarded the ship, he finally understood why this group of people was called the Fighting Brotherhood.

The average height of this group of priests is more than 1.85 meters, and in this era when the average European is 1.7 meters, the height of 1.85 meters is definitely a legendary giant.

What is even more exaggerated is that each of them carries a rifle on their backs, and cold weapons such as pistols and swords are pinned to their waists, and it is difficult to associate them with the priest if it were not for the Bibles bound in chains around their waists.

These giants all have fierce faces. To say that they are pastors is to say that they are more like executioners.

Two of them were a little shorter, but one of them was covered in scars, had extensive burns on his face, and had a hoarse voice, like a demon in hell.

The other man, though he spoke like a devout believer, actually tattooed the Bible on his face in Latin, and from a distance looked like an exorcist with a face full of charms.

The priest's name was Sartre and he was an exorcist of the Holy See in Linz.

Ambrosius sighed sincerely, "Pastor Sartre, even without the help of any holy weapons, he can scare away the devil just by his appearance. ”

In this way, a general, with two officers, a diplomat as a part-time translator, seventeen adventurers, as well as three missionaries and fifty battle priests, embarked on the same journey.

Except for the two adventurers who were unfortunately killed at sea, the rest of the people arrived in Zhenla safely.

Phnom Penh, the capital of Chenla, is a river port located in the delta between the Mekong and Tonle Sap rivers, with direct access to the South China Sea to the south.

Although Ambrosius had been mentally prepared for a long time, the city of Phnom Penh was still much bigger than he thought, almost twice the size of Florence, the capital of Tuscany.

It's just that the people here seem to be a little numb.

No matter where they appear in any city in Europe, Ambrosius has every reason to believe that they will attract onlookers.

But this week, the workers in the harbor seemed to be completely oblivious to their arrival, and carried the goods with blank eyes, as if they were a group of ghosts.

The Vietnamese officials at the dock looked at Ambrosius and his party with disdain, as if they wanted to give them a good look.

Ambrosius hurriedly pulled out a zinc coin, handed it to the official, and spoke to him in broken Vietnamese.

"Wishing you prosperity and a long life."

Zinc coins, also known as white lead coins, actually contain more zinc and were the main currency in Vietnam at that time.

The Vietnamese official at the port took the money, put it in his pocket and waved it to leave.

But as the missionaries passed by, the Vietnamese official stopped them and said, "Don't preach or die." ”

The Vietnamese official made a gesture of killing, and the missionaries nodded in understanding.

Before coming to Phnom Penh, the French captain had repeatedly reminded the Catholic clergy that Emperor Minh Minh of Vietnam had ordered a ban on proselytizing throughout the country, and that all clergy who proselytized without permission would be arrested and sent to Hue.

However, this is Chenla, so the Vietnamese law is not particularly strict.

Zakhir, a fellow diplomat, gave the previous Vietnamese official another penny, wanting to know where the official of Chenla was, after all, this is the port of Chenla.

After the Vietnamese official got the money, he pointed to a nondescript hut next to him.

After seeing Ambrosius and his party leave, the Vietnamese petty officer helped the hat and spat on the ground.

"A bunch of poor ghosts are worthy of doing business with the real people."

At this time, the Vietnamese were very inflated, believing themselves to be the second largest country in the world, and had no rivals other than the Qing Dynasty.

Ambrosius and his party entered Zhenla's foreign affairs yamen, and the Zhenla officials stared at Ambrosius and his party curiously.

Under the rule of Vietnam, the official yamen of Chenla was a virtual reality, and no one had come to the door for a long time.

Guan Kim Phan Nai was a Chenla aristocratic surname and a second-class civil official, but under the rule of the Vietnamese, he had almost no real power.

Not only the official Jin Pan, but also the other Zhenla officials were also curious about the intention of Ambrosius and his party.

Because this team is so weird.

And why are these foreign monks all holding weapons?

This figure, this look, is like the angry-eyed King Kong in the Buddha hall.

In addition, now that the Vietnamese rule Chenla, the law of the Vietnamese is in force, and as long as there are missionaries who preach privately, they will be immediately arrested and executed or sent to Hue for execution.

Are these people really not afraid of death? But looking at the appearance of these people, it doesn't look like they are here to preach.

In fact, the so-called fighting brotherhood is nothing more than a product of the death of a rabbit and a fox.

In the aftermath of the French Revolution and the Twelve Priests, the Catholic Organizations of various countries were in constant fear that they would suffer the same fate.

During the French Revolution, priests who refused to swear allegiance to the new French government were put to death, and the property of the Church was plundered.

A self-defense group of fanatics was born, initially to protect Catholic property, but when they came together, they soon broadened their goals, one of which was to protect the missionaries by force.

When Franz first heard about the organization, another name came to mind - Astarte.

It was Franz who knew about the existence of these "Astartes" and dared to let Ambrosius go to Chenla to save the princess.

At this time, Ambrosius broke the silence first.

"Hello, officials of Jinla. We are envoys of the Austrian Empire, and we hope to establish diplomatic relations with the kingdom of Chenla. We have brought gifts for your royal family, and we hope you can help us with introductions. ”

Zakir, a diplomat who was traveling with Ambrosius, took out small gold bars and handed them to the Jinla officials.

Immediately, the officials of Zhenla felt flattered and felt very cordial to the foreigner who knew Zhenla in front of them.

But when they heard that the other party was going to meet the royal family, these officials looked at each other.

Only Guan Jinpan felt that this was an opportunity, perhaps taking advantage of these foreigners' ignorance of their own national conditions.

"In the head of the Foreign Affairs Office of Xia Chenla, the official Jin Pan."

Ambrosius also followed the example of the official Jin Pan and reported himself to his family.

"I'm Ambrosius, a special military observer from the Austrian Empire, and I would like to see your army's training and battles."

At this time, a Zhenla official jumped out and said.

"You really don't understand the rules, and you still don't kneel when you see our official Lord Jin Pan?"

"Kneel?" Ambrosius was puzzled.

Zakir, an Austrian diplomat on the side, said with two twitches in his face.

"Archduke Ambrosius, a member of the royal family of our Austrian Empire, please pay attention to your attitude."