South of the Strait of Malacca, the Lion City Singapore... Yes, in the 19th century, this place was not called Singapore. The Chinese called it the Lion City, while Westerners habitually translated it as Singapore.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the busy dock suddenly sounded the sound of leather boots trampling the ground, and the slogan "121" came from the distance. When people took a closer look, they saw a group of British soldiers in formal uniforms trotting towards the dock. The sharp-eyed man actually saw that the rifles in the hands of these soldiers were all brand new.
"Oh my god, why did these foreign ancestors escape? Instead of hiding in the military camp to drink wine and eat fruit on this hot day, they actually came out to practice?"
"Shit, are you blind? You have to change your training uniforms into brand new military uniforms, and even the guns are replaced by brand new ones? This looks like the rhythm of welcoming distinguished guests..."
"Distinguished guest? How expensive... In all these years, I have never seen a foreigner come up to serve as a guard of honor. Usually, at most, a few foreign officers come to lead a group of indigenous soldiers to stand in awe... Now they are all foreign soldiers? Could it be? The queen is here?"
"Bullshit..." The people around who were listening to the gossip couldn't bear it any longer, so they went up and slapped the back of the head. "Return to the Queen. If the Queen really comes, the entire strait will have to be blocked by British ships..."
"I estimate that there is an 80% chance that that person is back..."
"Ah..." People around him exclaimed, "That person is back? Is it true?"
There is no need to mention that person's name. In today's Lion City and in today's Southeast Asia, there is only one person who can be described as 'that person'. The legendary hero who shocked Europe and shaken the myth of Westerners' invincibility. Only he can do it without mentioning his name. , in exchange for everyone’s exclamation.
"Damn, get off the door. There's no business today... We're all going to the dock. I want to see that person..."
"Guys, it's a day off. The boss has a day off today... That person may be coming to the Lion City..."
"Oh my god, I won't sell this dish anymore. Let's go to the pier..."
All the businessmen and merchants near the Lion City Pier were closed. The farmers along the street who were carrying loads of vegetables and fruits also lost their burdens and rushed to the pier. In the end, even the wealthy foreigners and Chinese businessmen who were enjoying life in the coffee houses also stopped. Alarmed.
When the voice of 'that man' resounded through every street and alley, the wealthy Chinese businessman in brocade threw away the newspaper in his hand and rushed out of the coffee shop like a wild horse.
The discarded newspaper was fluttering in the wind. When it fell on the wicker chair, a large photo came into view. It was a scorched earth-like battlefield, with the bloody flag fluttering in the wind. The stalwart man under the flag was 'that person' The strange man from East Asia who created the miracle of the Stone Bridge.
Xiao Letian's name already had magic power in East Asia at this time. When he crossed the Indian Ocean, the newspapers delivered from Europe had already reached him. Now the whole of East Asia, especially the Chinese in the Strait of Malacca, a transportation hub, Everyone already knows the miracles that 'that man' has created in Europe.
The scene of the new army entering the Lion City is still floating in front of people's eyes, but more than half a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and that group of young soldiers with great momentum has actually accomplished such a big event in Europe.
They sank a French warship in the Mediterranean Sea, bravely rescued orphans in an orphanage in a fire in Hamburg, crippled a French cavalry regiment on the French-Swiss border, and stood on the commanding heights of public opinion despite France in the media war.
Even in the Austro-Prussian War, he was able to defend the Stone Bridge Highlands with a weak army, buying time for the victory of the entire battle. The Miracle of Stone Bridge even established Xiao Letian's status as a military master.
In the 19th century, the information transmission between the East and the West was still lagging behind. Telegraph lines did not connect the world. People's information transmission relied on nothing more than word of mouth and expired newspapers.
The people of the Lion City began to receive newspapers from Europe one month ago. At first, the British governor and military attachés, the rulers of the Lion City, were horrified and blocked these newspapers within the circle of foreigners. They did not dare to let these newspapers go. The Chinese saw it.
Ruling a colony is a great science, and there must be no heroes among these indigenous peoples. This would be harmful to European rule. But the situation took a turn after Xiao Letian passed through the Sinai Peninsula. The British governor and military attachés suddenly discovered that the big shots in London had actually extended an olive branch to Xiao Letian.
The delay in information not only troubles ordinary people, but also troubles the rulers. If these governors could have known London's attitude towards Xiao Letian earlier, I am afraid that none of them would have dared to blatantly sell the shipload of arms to the French, and even more so. It was impossible for Molière and others to share information.
If you do something wrong, you have to make up for it. After thinking about it, these Asian governors only thought of one way, which is to do everything possible to praise Xiao Letian and give him the face that Asians love most to please him. , maybe it can alleviate the embarrassment.
It was under this mentality that European newspapers began to spread widely in the East Asian colonies without restriction, and there was no doubt that they were positive reports that tended to favor Xiao Letian.
The Chinese community is now in a state of shock. People look at the incredible photos and read the unimaginable articles, and an indescribable sense of glory fills everyone's hearts.
Countless people stayed up all night to drink and celebrate, blessing 'that person'. Countless Chinese businessmen also translated and printed European newspapers at their own expense, and distributed them to various Chinese circles in Southeast Asia for free. That person's reputation in South Asia has become too high to look up to. .
Today, the British garrison in the Lion City was unusually dispatched, and they were all dressed in new uniforms. The Chinese saw the clues at a glance. After a while, there was only one cry in the city: "That person is back, that person is back..." …”
People's guess was correct. That man was now in the Strait of Malacca, standing on the deck of a British merchant ship.
The word "nostalgia" cannot be applied to Xiao Letian. At this time, he also changed his previous drinking and decadent look, and he showed high spirits and pointed out the picturesque mountains and rivers around Malacca.
"Sooner or later, the Lion City will become the most prosperous place in South Asia. You can't go wrong just because of its geographical location... The Strait of Malacca is not wide, and the average water depth is not enough. Only the line close to the Lion City can build deep-water terminals. I firmly believe that when the future sea As the tonnage of ships becomes larger and larger, the Lion City Terminal will surely become the number one port in South Asia..."
Xiao Letian was in a good mood. The main reason was that the British intelligence officer had just sent the latest information. No one expected that Ryukyu had not been lost and was still under the control of the new army. This was really unexpected and made Xiao The low morale that Lotte had had was on fire again.
"Your Majesty Prime Minister, our ship will arrive in the Lion City this morning. Your Majesty the Governor has prepared a welcome ceremony of the highest standard. I believe it will give you the most perfect ending to your journey..."
"After passing the Lion City, we have entered the waters of the South China Sea. This place has completely left the French circle of influence. Except for the ten warships fighting in Ryukyu, the French no longer have any force to invade you... Dear Prime Minister, your journey has been safe so far..."
The British intelligence officer made a special trip to greet Xiao Letian on a frigate last night, and also sent the most detailed intelligence so far. Xiao Letian did not even open the file. Just looking at the humble expression of the intelligence officer, he had already guessed.
Now this British guy still dares to behave in front of me. He can't be used to it. "Huh... am I really safe? The British intelligence officers just listened to me a few times and I was moved. The welcome ceremony was so grand. What are you doing? Getting drunk and trying to hide some secrets?"
"I don't know what you are thinking. It is clear that London is implementing a policy to contain the mainland. How did it turn into a supportive policy in the hands of you colonial officials? It seems that I really need to write a letter to Prime Minister Derby. Xin, let me praise you for your great achievements..."
The intelligence officer's forehead was dripping with sweat. "Mr. Prime Minister... you misunderstood, you really misunderstood... Our British colonies did not help Molière. Your guess is untrue..."
Xiao Letian sneered a few times and had no time to talk nonsense to this intelligence officer who didn't even bother to remember his name. Human nature is just like flattering others and suppressing others. These colonial officials had despised themselves before and eavesdropped on their own. To put it bluntly, they didn't believe in their abilities. .
In their eyes, even if Xiao Letian returned to his country, he would still see the conquered Ryukyu, and the governors would face the news coming from Europe with suspicion.
The Prime Minister's interview, the Queen's attention, etc. are all lies. These people who are used to being the bosses in the colonies simply do not believe that Asians can dominate Europe.
Until now, reality slapped them hard. Although Ryukyu was in danger, it was not lost. The subsequent series of information from the British shocked the governors. It turned out that the Earl of Derby had personally gone to Hamburg to have a secret meeting with Xiao Letian.
It is said that the two had a seafood meal and even had a fight, but the Earl of Derby still said good things about Xiao Letian, and even the old prime minister dismissed the queen's questions.
Don't say that Europeans don't know how to pat a horse, that's all nonsense. When they encounter a precious horse's butt, they are guaranteed to be better than the Eight Banners minions.
The intelligence officer took out his handkerchief and wiped his sweat, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, Prime Minister, after this cocktail party between you and the Governor, we will send a letter to Molière as the colonial governor. Don't worry, we are willing to be a part of the war effort." The last mediator, the British Empire will not let its friends suffer..."
Oops, even Sima Yun and Xiao Hexin couldn't stand listening to these words. They turned to look at Dahai Xin and said, this British guy is shameless enough. Now he calls him a friend?
However, Xiao Letian did not accept this flattery. He looked coldly to the northeast, "Do we need to adjust now? I'm afraid it's too early. The results of this big exam haven't been announced yet. How can I interrupt it in advance..."
"I believe in my soldiers, and I also believe in the people's hearts that I have inspired... If they can't even pass this exam, then there is no need for me to bother with them anymore.
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