Chapter 121: Bluffing and Seeking Collection
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"Hold your feet high! Stand up straight! No dangling! β
The old French man JΓ©rΓ΄me, who claimed to have come out of Napoleon's Old Guard. With a whip in his hand, Peel circled around in front of Zhu Jishi's ranks of Western scumbags. The sun was shining in the sky, and the scum soldiers were all wearing red tweed uniforms, and Old Peel was also wearing a bright red tweed uniform. The tricorne hat was pressed low on the center of his eyebrows, and the gaze under the brim of the hat was full of murderous aura - if the battalion commander of the old guard army didn't have a murderous aura, he could suppress it? A bunch of Western scum were swept away by this murderous look, and they all honestly didn't dare to move, trying their best to lift their butts and stretch out one foot.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Jishi knew that the five French Yankees given to him by Napoleon III were all really capable! If there are no five of them, it's up to Fat Qiu and Will. Haiming, the two rookie officers, is afraid that it will be enough to suppress these cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods.
It's just that Zhu Jishi can't figure out where these old French men are? Weishenme: There are hundreds of foreign devils and scum who don't seem to be good people, and they are honest when they are swept away by their eyes?
According to the agreement between Zhu Jishi and the leaders of the Chinese gang in West Borneo, before October 15, this battalion of foreign soldiers was to go to Dagang in West Borneo to make an appearance. It's now September 30th, and it's less than 2 weeks to train. But the five French officers are still practicing their formations and postures to this day, and they don't know when they plan to teach them how to use their weapons -- of course, you can't shoot guns in the city, but there are five armed merchant ships of the South Seas in the port of Singapore, and you can go and practice using their weapons on board. Although most of these Westerners can use smoothbore guns, does being able to use them mean that they are proficient, let alone able to go to the battlefield?
Seeing that the time passed day by day, the positive steps of this battalion of foreign devils had already been kicked clearly, but the rifle had not yet been issued, and he was still training with a broom, Zhu Jishi finally couldn't help but look for Robert. Churchill and Will. Heming came to ask what was going on.
"Shooting? It's not convenient to give them guns in Singapore, so I don't practice shooting. Qiu Fatzi shrugged his shoulders disappreciatively, "Jason, I don't think you may know, queue and discipline are the key to the strength of an army, the level of shooting is not important, and most of the soldiers I recruited will use smoothbore guns......"
"But, Robert," Zhu Jishi took over, and said anxiously, "but we are going to war soon, and this time we are going to West Borneo to fight, and you can't win a war just by kicking the right step, can you?" β
Will. Hemming Haha smiled and patted Zhu Jishi on the shoulder, "Jason, you're too nervous, the war is not coming so soon, so we still have time to train slowly." β
Zhu Jishi was speechless for a while, and looked at Will hesitantly. Hamming. Will. Hemming smiled and said to Zhu Jishi: "The current situation in West Borneo is like this, the Sultan of Wanna and the Sultan of Brunei are united, and they have an advantage in the number of troops, and the intelligence provided by the Governor's Office of the Straits Settlements says that the two Sultans can mobilize at least 10,000 native soldiers, while the Chinese in West Borneo can mobilize up to 3,000 people, plus our 500 people, there are only 3,500." However, the financial resources of the Sultans of Wanna and Brunei are far inferior to ours, and they do not have Liliang to provide the Turkish soldiers with more equipment and training, so the most advantageous strategy is to attack immediately while we are not fully prepared. As far as we are concerned, the later the war starts, the better it will be, and if we can drag it out until the beginning of next year, we will be able to train not only a battalion of foreign soldiers, but also a few battalions of Chinese infantry, so that we can win the battle with certainty. β
This remark is reasonable and well-founded, but Zhu Jishi still doesn't understand Will. Hemming's meaning.
"But if we want to delay, can the two princely sultans agree?" Zhu Jishi looked a little nervous, no, very nervous! He looked at the two foreign devils who were calm, "If those two sultans know that my battalion of foreign soldiers can't even use rifles......"
"They won't know! However, the two princely sultans will definitely send spies to infiltrate the Great Harbor to spy on us. If we can show an army that is extremely imposing," Robert . Churchill paused, showed a smug smile, and said: "I think not only Brunei and the Sultan of Wanna dare not act rashly, but even the Chinese in West Borneo and James in Sarawak. Brooke will be impressed with you, too! β
"You are going to bluff," Zhu Jishi thought about it carefully, but the hesitation on his face did not go away, "but we only have 500 people, and we can bluff the Sultan of Brunei and the Sultan of Wanna, who have tens of thousands of troops......"
"500 is a lot, James. Brooke's troops are only 1,000, of which only more than 100 are whites, and he has repeatedly defeated the Sultan of Brunei? Qiu Fatzi interrupted Zhu Jishi and said nonchalantly, "The Dutch garrison in Pontianak is only 100, and the strength of the entire Borneo is probably less than 500, so why not force the Lanfang Company and the Sultan of Wanna to submit to the tribute?" Jason, you probably don't know that the sultans and Chinese gangs on the island of Borneo don't have real armies, and all they have are some thugs! β
Hatchet man? This description seems quite appropriate, Lanfang Company and Heshun Company are gangsters to put it bluntly, where do they have any army? It's just a gang thug...... Thinking of this, Zhu Jishi's eyebrows finally opened and smiled, if his 500 Western soldiers can be trained, maybe they can really cross Borneo, right?
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On October 15, 1845, at the Grand Harbour Pier in West Borneo, a number of neatly dressed figures had gathered. At the entrance of the wharf, a painted archway and a pavilion were also set up. They all came according to the rules of the Qing Dynasty, and although these Chinese in West Borneo did not have any official status, they liked to imitate the pomp and circumstance of the Manchu bureaucrats, probably thinking about having an official addiction. In fact, Luo Fangbogong, the founder of the Chinese regime in West Borneo, also passed the imperial examination in his early years, but he was in his thirties and did not even win a show. That's why he went to Nanyang to break through, even if he had a hegemony later, he hoped that Emperor Qianlong could make him an official, but he didn't get his wish until he died.
But who would have thought that a few decades later, when the Chinese shili in West Borneo began to go downhill, they actually turned around and had the opportunity to be a British protectorate! Although it is a semi-colony, it is also a country after all, and if you have a country, you will naturally have officials and lords, can these bigwigs of the West Borneo gang not be hot?
"It's coming, it's coming! The English lobster soldiers are disembarked! β
I don't know who shouted like that, and everyone's eyes were on the "British" officers and soldiers in red uniforms who had just disembarked from several armed merchant ships that had just docked.
"Really, the English soldiers? It can't be an impersonation, right? "There are also people who are suspicious, and Liu Aliang, a little black fat man dressed as a Qing Dynasty military attache and carrying a waist knife, doesn't buy it.
"Is it impersonating, you won't see for yourself?" Luo Xiangju on the side immediately said to the little black fat man, raised his arm and pointed to the "British soldiers" who were lining up in front of him, and sneered: "Look at it, what is the momentum of other people's soldiers?" What does your Liu Aliang's 'Qing Bing' look like? Even if Brother Jishi's soldiers are pretended, they can fight all over Borneo invincible! β
"Brother Jishi? It's kissing, right? The surname Zhu is an outsider in the end...... "The little black fat man's words are here, because he has already seen the lobster soldiers on the dock line up in three columns, walking in unison, accompanied by military music and drums, coming to his side! Seeing this jiashi, the voice of discussion suddenly sounded.
"What a lobster soldier! The same clothes, the same foreign guns, even this spirit is the same! β
"That's right, that's right! That's what I've seen in Singapore! See that fat man on horseback? The rank on the shirt was Lieutenant Colonel, and the battalion commander of the British was this rank, and it should have been a battalion of British soldiers. β
"It's really a battalion of British soldiers! This Sir Zhu is really powerful, it seems that this Grand Duke of Lanfang belongs to him! β
"This is not necessarily, I heard that Sir Zhu is not in Borneo, his old man is doing great things, our Borneo temple is small, and it can't accommodate this giant Buddha."
"The water in Borneo is still small? What else does this Lord Zhu want? Don't you want to regain your sight, right? β
"Anti-Qing and Restoration of Sight? Could it be that Lord Zhu's surname is Zhu must be a descendant of the Zhu family? β
"Whatever, let's just live a peaceful life in Borneo, the matter of the Central Plains is our......"