Dominate the Country

The scene at the French embassy naturally reached Watson's ears quickly. Song Fuhe's outburst made Watson sure that the news he had heard before was not wrong at all.

The French did give up Guangnan.

And why did they suddenly change the policy they had adhered to for many years? The reason is known without asking.

That is something that can be thought of with the heels.

But this undoubtedly added a lot of trouble to Watson.

Now his negotiations with the Chinese are both refreshing and cumbersome.

In terms of what the Chinese are willing to say, the talks will go very smoothly, such as the issue of Bengal.

Watson can feel the sincerity of the Chinese representative on the opposite side. This person is the cousin of the Chinese emperor, and his great-aunt is the biological grandmother of the Chinese emperor. The emotional reaction of such a noble person obviously represents China's true attitude.

But although the Chinese will not take advantage of the fire to rob "India", they have set their sights on Southeast Asia at this time.

The Chinese were very frank. Huang Song showed his greedy face to Watson without covering up. They wanted to swallow the entire East Indies and Malacca in one gulp.

Although this war does not have to start immediately, China also needs Britain to respond accordingly, such as a promise not to interfere. Just like China let go of Bengal cleanly.

This is certainly not in the interests of the Kingdom of Great Britain.

The situation in the Nanyang region that best suits the interests of the Kingdom of Great Britain is China, Spain and the Netherlands, which are now in the stage of preparing for war.

In two years, a Spanish and Dutch squadron arrived in Manila and Batavia respectively. The slightly tense situation in the Nanyang has largely tied down the energy of Spain and the Netherlands.

Each country has a limited number of warships. The number of warships deployed by Spain and the Netherlands in the Nanyang has increased, and the number of warships in other places has decreased.

From the perspective of London, this situation is the best now. It has tied down Spain and the Netherlands and suppressed China. Whether it is from the perspective of the near or the long-term, this is a wonderful balance.

Any changes that disrupt the situation in the South Seas are detrimental to the interests of the Kingdom of Great Britain.

Although London has never added this burden to Watson, if he can ensure that the situation in the South Seas in the Far East can remain stable during the war, his halo will undoubtedly become more brilliant.

Unfortunately, the Chinese are obviously aware of this, and this agreement makes him very embarrassed.

"There is no eternal friendship between countries, only eternal interests. Mr. Watson is so confident in the Netherlands that he thinks the Dutch will be the most trustworthy partner of the Kingdom of Great Britain?" It is true that ensuring the interests of the Netherlands in the Far East is a major prerequisite for the friendship between Britain and the Netherlands, but does Britain really have to protect it all the time?

Huang Song doesn't believe it.

As a plenipotentiary envoy, Watson has the right to deal with all these things. He once thought that he would complete this task smoothly, but now he is as anxious as a woman who is about to give birth, hoping that God can come to let him and London complete a back-and-forth message transmission in an instant.

Watson is afraid. Yes, he is afraid. He is afraid to take on this responsibility.

It sounds very glorious to be a plenipotentiary envoy. But after everything is settled, he will also be fully responsible for the agreement he signed. Giving up the constraints on China on the Nanyang issue is almost equivalent to giving up the Netherlands, the traditional ally of the Kingdom of Great Britain.

This pressure is too great.

Today he blurted out the support of the Kingdom of Great Britain for China on the Nanyang issue. Maybe in a blink of an eye, he will be sitting on the crater of a volcano in London, swallowed by the surging "public opinion" without leaving any dregs.

But can he pass the news back to Britain and wait for London's decision?

In contrast, the distressed Watson, who shocked many important Chinese port cities such as Penang, Singapore, Guangzhou, Ningbo, Shanghai and Nanjing, and shocked half of China, had a much happier life.

Although there are no balls or salons in China, there are countless beautiful customs in this strange country that are very different from the Western world. Even the mountains and rivers here have a completely different flavor.

After getting the complete set of design drawings of the clipper sailboat, Mrs. Watson no longer cared about the negotiations. She spent the whole day touring Nanjing with a group of European ladies in China, and was eagerly looking forward to the day when the glazed pagoda of the Great Baoen Temple would open.

She had been full of longing for this miracle in architectural history as early as when she was in the UK.

When she came to China, Watson's biggest wish was to see the Great Glazed Pagoda of the Great Baoen Temple in addition to visiting the Old Summer Palace, which was known as the Garden of Ten Thousand Gardens, and the Forbidden City, the imperial palace of the secondary capital. As for the Great Wall and the Grand Canal, which were the most desirable in the eyes of some European scholars, she had no interest at all.

Women, what attracts their attention is not only wealth but also beauty.

Mrs. Watson was looking forward to her husband taking her to the top of the Great Glazed Pagoda on the day when it opened, so as to take in the beauty of Nanjing.

…

“Stand at attention.”

Almost all of the main tribe of the Kazakh Juz fled to China. On the pasture south of Lake Balkhash, they were grazing while their elite troops were receiving relatively strict military training in hot weapons.

The Fu Han army provided them with 20,000 sabers, 10,000 muskets, 50 large and small mortars, 2,000 breastplates and 2,000 hand cannons at one time. The latter were gathered by Abiris Khan of the Great Juzi to form an elite guard, not only with breastplates, but also with two hand cannons.

And the Great Juzi tribe, which was seriously injured in the last rampage of the Junggar, needed the instructors sent by China to train tens of thousands of people to skillfully use flintlock muskets, line up a line of soldiers, and form a neat wall-like cavalry formation.

"Pop!" With a sound, the shiny black leather boots shone in the sun, and the soldiers standing in three neat rows stood with their legs side by side, staring at the sergeant in front of them.

"Punch your guns on your shoulders!" The sergeant shouted and kicked the soldier next to him. These grass birds who had just distinguished left and right didn't even know how to carry guns. "Like him, like him, see clearly, hold the musket close to your shoulder."

The black barrel with a metallic luster is pointed straight at the sky. The sergeant spit.

Everything has to start from the beginning. Even if there are some people among these Great Juz herdsmen who can shoot muskets, their actions are a disaster for an army.

Not far from this small training ground, a team of people were reining in their horses and stopped there. Potemkin looked at the Great Juz people in training with a facial expression, and his mood was not greatly touched.

All the curses against China had been vented before coming.

Now he can look at it calmly when he sees the Chinese practicing with Russian prisoners of war.

What's more, the Chinese are only arming and training the Great Juz people.

These Kazakh tribes took the initiative to contact the Chinese when the Chinese forces just entered Yili. If there were not thousands of Russian cavalry among the retreating Tatars, Potemkin believed that the bastard Abilis would use Yongrong's head to show off his merits in front of the Chinese.

Abiris was lucky enough to catch a dead mouse. Now the relationship between the Great Juz and China is much closer than that between the Middle Juz and the Small Juz.

"Hua La." Dozens of Kazakh herdsmen standing in front of the sergeant hurriedly followed suit.

Due to living conditions, it is difficult for these Kazakhs to maintain a large-scale army for a long time. As a nomadic people, hiding soldiers among the people is the only choice for Abiris Khan of the Great Juz.

As for the absolutely precious muskets on the Kazakh steppe, although Abiris knew that his choice was a very bad decision, he had no choice but to distribute half of the muskets to the tribes below. And how the tribal leaders below would organize the team was beyond his control.

Chen Ming would not care about this.

The initial task of the instructor group sent out was to train the "standing army" of the leaders of each tribe. The army's combat requirements should reach the level of the Qing Dynasty, and the cavalry's combat requirements should at least be able to send out a wall column.

All instructors use Chinese to express training slogans and tactical terms, and every Kazakh must remember the meaning of each Chinese phrase.

These Kazakhs, who have not even established their own national language standards, will be gradually stained with Chinese colors during military training.

Thousands of years ago, when they were conquered by the Islamic religion, Arabic letters became their earliest writing. In history, after they were conquered by Russia, they used Cyrillic letters to record their own problems.

Chen Ming hopes to see that the Kazakhs will throw away all of this a hundred years later, and the whole nation will use square Chinese characters whether speaking or writing.

Just like North Korea now, the official language is set as Chinese. "Hunminjeongeum" was completely abolished, and books, writing, and Korean were withdrawn from all aspects.

The de-'Koreanization' was much more efficient than the later generations of the Koreans.

"What's the matter? Are you all dumb? What did I tell you? Shout it out loud, I told you to shout it out loud, do you understand? Come again."

The sergeant put down his musket again angrily, and a translator in the group had already shouted skillfully in Kazakh. The scolded Kazakh herdsmen were not dissatisfied at all. They were able to come out and carry guns, which was the grace of the nobles of the tribe. Not only could they get more money every month, but they could also take muskets home, which could greatly improve the reputation of their "family".

Everyone's face was blushing.

"Sir, the Chinese gave Abilis a full 10,000 muskets." At noon, Potemkin and his party stayed in this tribe and had a good meal. Potemkin calmly watched the tribal leader flattering the group of Fu Han army officers accompanying him, but treated himself coldly, whose military rank and status were far higher than those Chinese officers.

This is a change, a very clear change.

The failure of the war made the Slavs lose their dignity and honor on this land.

There is nothing difficult to understand.

Just like Junggar, everything depends on war.

But some news that the Kazakhs themselves did not cover up is still easy to receive. "Abilis released half of the muskets to the tribes below, and his own tribe had the rest. The Chinese also gave them fifty cannons and two thousand breastplates, which Abilis also divided in half and kept half for himself.

So Abilis now established a thousand-man guard, all equipped with breastplates."

On the desolate Kazakh steppe, the combat effectiveness of the cavalry is much greater than that of the short-distance frontal battlefield. Here, heavy firepower is not convenient to move, and the value of the breastplate is naturally increased a lot.

Hearing that Abilis, this incompetent fool, actually had 10,000 muskets and 2,000 cuirassiers, Potemkin's eyes became more gloomy. This is really not good news!

"However, if Abben heard this news, he would be even more uneasy, right?"

With such strength and China's support behind him, when the tribes of the Great Juzi drove cattle and sheep to the west of Lake Balkhash, the pressure on the Central Juzi would not be easy.

Moreover, Yongrong no longer dared to lead them to the shore of Lake Balkhash. The Tatars also had to migrate westward, and the interests of the Central Juzi would be greatly damaged. After all, the Small Juzi was far away in the Caspian Sea area. After the Great Juzi fled to Xinjiang, their land and pastures were all occupied by the Central Juzi.

In the afternoon, the armed herders of this tribe continued to train. Modern armies are high-consumption cheap troops, cannon fodder troops. The only way to strengthen such an army is training, long-term and high-standard training.

Of course, these Kazakh herdsmen could not meet the requirements later, but as long as it was within the specified time, the sergeant would not relax for a moment.

"One more time, listen to my command, shoulder the gun!"

"Shoulder the gun!"

When Potemkin walked out of the tent and turned over to ride on the horse, the fifty Kazakh herdsmen who were training not far away finally roared together and completed the whole action at the same time.

When Potemkin's golden hair shone with the bright sunshine and ran towards the distant Chinese and Russian army camp, the sergeant nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, put down the gun. Let's do it again, shoulder the gun!"

...

...

"Take out the paper bullet!"

"Take out the bullet!"

"Load the gunpowder..."

"Stupid, don't tear the paper bullet completely..."

"Don't shake your hands, it will all fall..."

More than one person bit the gunpowder into his mouth, and the bitter and astringent gunpowder powder tasted bad.

In the end, only two-thirds of the fifty people successfully fired the muskets in their hands.

"Do it again, load the gunpowder. I repeat, you have to bite the bottom of the paper bullet, there is a tip there." Anyone who is not stupid can see the difference. Even if you don't use your eyes, you can still feel it by rubbing it with your hands. It's mainly because of nervousness.

The sergeant had a blank expression. This was an unforgivable mistake on the battlefield. But now it is a training ground, and people are allowed to make mistakes in the training ground.

"Pour the primer!"

"Close the primer pool!"

"Pour the gunpowder into the barrel!"

"Load!"

"Push the poke rod down!"

"Take out the poke rod."

"Aim!"

"Shoot!"

"Bang..." With a loud bang, the whole small playground was filled with smoke.

"Clean the barrel!"

In the afternoon sunshine, the fifty Kazakh herdsmen began their repetitive training again. Potemkin and his party, who came to the tribe to rest at noon, were like swallows skimming over the water, causing a ripple, but then all dissipated.

...

The further they went inland from Xinjiang, the thicker the haze in Potemkin's eyes became. What did he see?

In Yili, the color of Islam has faded and is almost invisible.

A large number of Chinese are busy in the fields. Of course, they are not planting the necessary food, but peppers, summer cabbage, carrots, cucumbers, and cowpeas.

To be honest, the Yili River Valley is very fertile. The Fu Han Army that occupies this place does not need to carry out special military settlements. It is just that the Han people have been slowly migrated to Yili in the past two years. The food produced here can easily supply the entire Xinjiang garrison.

Potemkin also saw tall iron smelting furnaces and "isolated" factories. The Chinese are turning Yili into a military production site, not just a storage point...