Britain had an absolute numerical advantage in the colonial areas of America.
In terms of military strength and technology, Britain should generally be stronger than France, but Britain's strength lies in its navy.
They have far more battleships than France, and their army is too weak in comparison.
There is no doubt that the navy is powerful. In comparison, the British army has little combat effectiveness.
Originally, the British Army had not experienced many decent battles.
When they were fighting for gold mines with the French army, they relied entirely on Long Yan's equipment to gain a technical advantage.
The Ohio River is a plain area, and the equipment previously sold to the British army did not have much combat effectiveness. In addition, the already stretched army troops did not play any role at all.
Even relying on the equipment provided by Longyan did not improve the current battle situation in Britain.
Fang Dalong thought of an ancient saying from Longyan: 'A Dou who cannot be helped! '
At this moment, when Fang Dalong was thinking wildly, a fat figure entered the ward.
When he saw Fang Dalong lying on the hospital bed, he immediately cried out in mourning, "Brother Fang, what's wrong with you?"
"How could it become like this!"
Fang Dalong looked at the person who came, and his cheeks trembled violently as he cried. Faced with such mourning, which was like the death of his own father, the corner of his mouth twitched.
I thought that I was not dead yet, but I was mourned by this guy.
"Brother Oslig, I just suffered some superficial injuries, there is no need for this." Fang Dalong looked at Oslig and said.
But Oslig expressed strong doubts about Fang Dalong's statement.
"Brother Fang, I heard that you were seriously injured, and I heard that you didn't use the blood of God."
"Even though the injection of that stuff doesn't feel good, it really relieves your pain."
"When I was young, I would definitely use this kind of thing when I was sick. It would give me a feeling of ecstasy."
After hearing this, Fang Dalong's face was filled with shock.
Feeling ecstatic, this guy couldn't have been ruined by wine.
Fang Dalong couldn't help but feel a little more sympathetic when he looked at Oslig's fat head. This guy must have become so stupid because of too much wine injected into his body.
Quack doctors kill people!
Especially these doctors who believe in this Catholic thing.
Fang Dalong couldn't figure out why these doctors thought wine could cure diseases and have miraculous effects.
He wondered how other people treated with wine felt.
But judging from Oslig's answer, it's probably not much different from drinking too much.
"Poor child..." Fang Dalong sighed.
Oslig was stunned for a moment and asked without hearing clearly: "Brother Fang, what did you say?"
"Nothing, nothing."
Oslig said oh.
He immediately looked excitedly at Fang Dalong, the person he introduced to his father Richard.
Now Fang Dalong saved Richard's life.
According to this statement, shouldn't Fang Dalong take credit for saving Richard?
After all, if he hadn't introduced him, how could Fang Dalong have such merit now.
And if it weren't for him, his father might be dead.
No matter how you look at it, this credit should be placed on yourself.
Thinking of this, Oslig said shamelessly: "Brother Fang, look at you blocking the gun for my father..."
Fang Dalong looked at Oslig with a sinister smile on his face.
I thought it was the sun coming out from the east, this guy was so enthusiastic.
Could it be that his conscience found out that he felt that he had saved his father and wanted to repay his kindness?
"Hey, it's just a trivial matter. It's my duty to save him. You don't want to play imaginary. Come from reality."
Fang Dalong grinned, pinched his two fingers together, rubbed them, and pretended to count money.
Oslig looked at Fang Dalong's gesture and understood instantly.
Fang Dalong must be grateful to himself for giving him this opportunity, otherwise he wouldn't give himself money.
Oslig's plump face bloomed like a flower, and he smiled and said: "Brother Fang, you are too polite."
"How much are you going to give me?"
Fang Dalong was stunned, and immediately three question marks appeared on his head.
What's the meaning?
"What's the meaning?"
Oslig lost his temper: "Didn't you just say you wanted to give me money?"
While gesticulating, begging at the same time.
Fang Dalong's eyes suddenly widened and he couldn't believe that Oslig actually asked him for money.
Where does this make sense?
Although he knew that Oslig was very shameless, he did not expect to be so shameless.
He wanted to take away this kind of credit.
Fang Dalong was left speechless.
Oslig stared at Fang Dalong with a smile, and couldn't wait to get the money from Fang Dalong.
"Brother Fang, give it to me quickly. How much are you prepared to give me?"
"..."
Fang Dalong was so angry that he didn't know what to say.
But fortunately, at this moment, Richard walked in.
When he was at the door, he had already heard what stupid thing his stupid son was doing.
He walked in angrily and looked at himself, this iron-hating thing.
I really want to slap him to death!
Oslig watched his father walk up angrily, planning to take credit for Fang Dalong's incident.
Just as he was about to speak, Richard slapped him in the face without any explanation.
Oslig was stunned for a moment and couldn't figure out why his father hit him.
He covered his red and swollen cheeks and cursed: "I helped you find your savior, and you still beat me!"
When Richard heard this, he became even more angry.
It was obviously Fang Dalong who saved me, when did it become your credit?
Fang Dalong was speechless for a while when faced with Oslig's statement.
This is probably the sequelae of too much wine injection, it has grown into a mindless thing!
Fang Dalong was speechless for a while, and so was Richard.
Soon a scene unfolded in Fang Dalong's ward, where the father was kind and the son was filial.
Fang Dalong was caught in the middle. He bled too much and had not recovered yet so he could only rest, but the two people made a big fuss.
If it had been any other patient, he would have been kicked out long ago.
But this is the leader of the French colonial area. In the French hospital, no one dares to chase them away.
Fang Dalong could only admit that he was unlucky and endured it silently.
Fortunately, Oslig was quickly scolded by Richard.
This gave Fang Dalong some time to rest.
The fact that Richard came to visit him is enough to show his position in the heart of Richard, the leader of France.
His plan was considered a success.
Fang Dalong breathed a sigh of relief temporarily, and then waited for Wan Shang to see what kind of news he had brought back from Longyan City.
In the current situation, Long Yancheng must not have a conflict with France and Britain.
