Guan Jinpan was only briefly shocked, but he did not take this so-called Austrian royal family member to heart.

After all, Austria was a name he had never heard of, and he would never think it would be better than the Dutch, who had beaten him in the past.

Although it was only a small army of the Dutch, after a long period of propaganda, it has become a Zhenla army to kill tens of thousands of red-haired ghosts, the rest trample on each other, and countless people fell into the sea.

In the eyes of the Zhenla people, the Qing Dynasty, Vietnam, and Siam are the strongest countries in the world, and the second class is Britain and France.

But for the sake of the face of the gold bars given by the other party, Guan Jin Pan still told the truth.

"My lord, His Majesty Anzan, is not in the country. As for trade between the two countries, as long as you abide by the laws of our country and pay your taxes, there will be no problem. Your Excellency Ambrosius, if you want to visit my Jinla military appearance, I can arrange it for you. ”

Then Guan Jinpan looked at the foreign monks on the side again and said.

"The lord of the country of Yue hates Western priests, so you can do it yourself. Don't run around the streets, my people will arrange a post house for you. ”

Ambrosius wanted to fight again to see if he could meet the so-called princess.

However, Ambrosius remembered that Franz had reminded him not to rush it, so he decided to be patient for a while.

After all, I am nominally here to be a military observer, not to pick up girls.

He was only a little worried about the priests, but instead of being as manic as they imagined, the fighting brothers bought a batch of local clothes and dressed themselves up as much as possible like the locals.

A missionary named Pacini, told Ambrosius.

"We people are not even afraid of death, how can we be afraid of waiting. But you can risk your life and come with us, you are a noble man. ”

Ambrosius was a little embarrassed when he heard this, and he didn't know how Father Pacini would feel when he knew that he had come here to pick up girls.

They hired more than 20 coolies from the wharf to help carry the rituals, and when they arrived at the post house, they found that they could only barely live here, although the place was not small, but there were only four post guards and a dozen miscellaneous servants, and the officials in charge of the post house had long since disappeared.

But when their heavy salute fell to the ground, the eyes of the postmen seemed to light up for a moment, and then they fell into that half-asleep state again.

At night, due to the long journey, everyone was already exhausted and had fallen asleep.

Outside the courtyard wall, a hook lock was thrown up, clasping the edge of the wall, and then a figure climbed over the courtyard wall, and the figure went straight to the latch behind the door.

The latch was removed, and more than a dozen black-clad masked men rushed in with snowy broadswords.

Later, under the command of a leader, the split action seemed to intend to wipe out all the people in the inn.

The first man in black kicked open the door to one side, and before he could remember to shout his lines, he was blasted away by a high-powered rifle.

Actually, it's not everyone who sleeps.

Before and after the night, there was an officer with four men who were in charge of the night's vigilance, first, because of professional habits, even on the ship, they never let their guard down, second, because the eyes of those people were strange, and third, their main duty was to protect Archduke Ambrosius.

And the black shadow that climbed over the wall was discovered as soon as possible, and then the whole team entered a state of combat readiness.

With the first shot, the lights in the room lit up, and dozens of rifles opened fire one after another, and the men in black were crushed by the light and flying bullets.

The battle ended in a very short time, the gunfire stopped, and the howling stopped.

Except for one of the fifteen men in black who barely escaped lying on the ground, the others were killed by bullets.

Brother Satyr, whose face was covered with runes, picked up the lucky man who was lying on the ground and threw him into the house.

The man hadn't recovered from the battle just now, his body was shaking, and the smell of urine came from his lower body.

The officer on duty at night slapped him and immediately knocked out two teeth of the man in black.

"Who are you? Why you should do it. ”

The man in black was silent, and the officer raised his hand again.

"Lady Ryan sent us."

"Who is Lean?" The officer continued.

The man in black stumbled.

Another slap in the face.

"It's the Vietnamese general in charge of the wharf, he took a fancy to your goods, let us pick it up, and cut the head by the way and send it to Hue to invite merit."

The man in black is named Yun Sheng, and he is just a petty official of Zhenla, who was taken by the obscenity of the Vietnamese, so he helped Na Li to do this kind of thing.

If he had known that he would have risked his brothers' lives, he would not have taken on this errand if he died.

The two slaps just now had already cost him half his life, so he simply confessed everything he knew.

Father Pacini asked.

"And kid, who are you?"

Yun Sheng knew that the person in front of him was a foreign monk, and compared to the fierce gods and evil spirits around him, this foreign monk seemed to be much easier to speak.

Immediately said as if grasping at a life-saving straw.

"Master Mage, the villain's name is Yun Sheng, and he is just a nine-rank military attache in Zhenla Country, please be merciful and let me go."

Father Pacini shook his head.

"Child, you are the only one who can save you."

The words of this foreign monk are so unclear that they are not clear.

And everyone around understood Father Pacini's intentions, but they just looked at Yun Sheng helplessly or with a sneer.

Semi-coerced into joining the church, Father Pacini happily decided to open a bottle of wine to celebrate.

But soon the officers and soldiers of Zhenla rushed over, and they couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when they saw the corpses in one place.

The leading officer looked at his dozens of subordinates and plucked up courage to speak.

"How can you be so cruel and kill people at will."

Ambrosius had just killed for the first time, and he had just recovered from it, although his true words were not very good, but he could also hear that the opposite side was beating a rake.

"Don't you see those people all with weapons? What do they want to do when they break into our dwellings at night? ”

"You foreigner is so cunning, do you think that if there is no proof of death, the official will not dare to take you? Someone! ”

It's just that behind the officer, the Zhenla officers and soldiers wearing the number coat did not dare to step forward to take the people, but prepared to run away.

After all, these officers and soldiers only have big swords and spears in their hands, and the other side is holding a gun.

At this time, Zhenla was very backward, and the officers and soldiers of the first battalion had a few bird guns, which was already very good. Even the equipment rate of the Vietnamese is very low, and the main weapon is still cold weapons.

Moreover, most of these bird guns are shoddy, and the probability of injuring enemies and self-harm is almost as high.

Father Pacini, who was well versed in Southeast Asian officialdom, spoke again.

"You are the official army of Zhenla, and we are the guests of your official Jin Pan."

The officer immediately breathed a sigh of relief and put on a smiling face.

"It turned out to be a guest of Lord Guan Jinpan, we will definitely find out this matter and give you justice."

Then he commanded his men.

"Carry the body away, and the rest of the people will stand guard for the officer. If there is a young person who disturbs the rest of the distinguished guests, I will ask you. ”

.....

Inside the inn.

"They are also called soldiers?" Ambrosius roared.

"Archduke Ambrosius, isn't that good? As military observers, we are here to learn advanced tactics and to understand the strength of the other side. Didn't the higher-ups send us here to prepare for the establishment of a colony in the future? ”

Another officer agreed, saying that they did not think about it economically or politically, but simply felt that the European powers had colonies, and that the Austrian Empire should have its own colonies.

The surrounding Catholic priests also thought so, after all, it was much easier to proselytize in the colonies than to go into hiding in Tibet.

Ambrosius sighed, wondering how he had met this group of madmen, who wanted to establish a colony with only a few dozen people in total.

Ambrosius thought of the little imp in Vienna again, and cursed in his heart.

"Okay princess!"