The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria’s Mandate of Heaven

Guan Jinpan was only briefly shocked, but he didn't take this so-called member of the Austrian royal family seriously.

After all, Austria is a name he has never heard of, and he would not be better than the Dutch. Chenla defeated the Dutch in the past.

Although it was only a small army of the Dutch, after long-term propaganda, it has become the Chenla army that killed tens of thousands of red-haired ghosts, and the rest trampled on each other, and countless people fell into the sea. tribute.

In the eyes of the people of Chenla, the Qing Dynasty, Vietnam, and Siam are the most powerful countries in the world, and the next best are Britain and France. Apart from the above five countries, Chenla has no rivals in the world.

But seeing the face of the gold bars given by the other party, Guan Jinpan still told the truth.

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

Then Guan Jinpan looked at the foreign monks beside him and said.

"The Lord of Yue hates Western priests, so you can do it yourself. If you have nothing to do, don't run around on the street. My people will arrange posthouses for you."

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

But Ambrosius remembered that Franz had reminded himself not to act too hastily, so he decided to be patient.

After all, he was nominally here to be a military observer, not to pick up girls.

He was just a little worried about those priests, but these combat brothers were not as manic as imagined. Instead, they bought a batch of local clothes and dressed themselves as much as possible like the locals.

A missionary named Paccini, told Ambrosius.

"We people are not even afraid of death, so how can we be afraid of waiting. On the contrary, Grand Duke, you are able to risk your life to come with us. You are really a noble person."

Ambrosius was a little ashamed when he heard this, and he didn't know how Father Paccini would feel when he found out that he came here to pick up girls.

They hired more than 20 coolies from the pier to help carry the ceremony. When they arrived at the post house, they found that they could barely live here. Although the place was not small, there were only four postmen and a dozen handymen. I don't know where to go.

It's just that when their heavy salutes fell to the ground, the eyes of those postmen seemed to light up, and then they entered that half-dream state again.

At night, due to the long-term travel, everyone was exhausted and fell asleep.

Outside the courtyard wall, a hook lock was thrown up and buckled the edge of the wall, and then a figure jumped over the courtyard wall, and the figure went straight to the latch behind it.

The door latch was pulled out, and more than a dozen masked men in black came in one file at a time with sharp knives.

After that, under the command of a leader, they split up and seemed to intend to wipe out all the people in the post house.

The first man in black kicked open the door on one side, and before he came to remember to shout his lines, he was blasted out by a powerful rifle.

In fact, not everyone sleeps.

There was an officer leading four people to be responsible for the night security work before and after the night. First, it was a professional habit. Even on the ship, they never let down their vigilance. Second, the eyes of those people were very strange. Third, their main duty was to Protect the Grand Duke Ambrosius.

And the black shadow over the wall was discovered immediately, and then the whole team entered a state of combat readiness.

With the first gunshot, the lights in the room turned on, and then dozens of rifles fired one after another, and the people in black were beaten into pieces by the light and flying bullets.

The battle ended in a very short time, the gunshots stopped, and the howling sound stopped immediately.

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

Brother Sartre, whose face was full of runes, picked up the lucky guy 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 trembling constantly, and the smell of urine came from his lower body.

The officer on duty at night slapped him across the face, knocking out two teeth of the man in black immediately.

"Who are you? Why are you doing this?"

The man in black remained silent, but the officer raised his hand again.

"Master Li An sent us here."

"Who is Li An?" The officer continued to ask.

"...." The man in black faltered.

Another slap.

"It's the general manager of Vietnam who is in charge of the terminal. He has taken a fancy to your goods and asked us to pick them up. He also cut off the heads and sent them to Hue to claim credit."

The man in black was named Yun Sheng, he was just a small official from Chenla, who helped Na Li to do this kind of thing because of the power of the Vietnamese.

If he knew that he would risk the lives of his brothers, he would not take up this job even if he died.

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

asked Father Paccini.

"So child, who are you?"

Yun Sheng knew that the person in front of him was a foreign monk, and compared to the vicious men around him, this foreign monk looked much easier to talk to.

Immediately said as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

"My lord, the villain's name is Yun Sheng, and he is just a ninth-rank military officer of Chenla Kingdom. I beg you to show mercy and let me go."

Father Paccini shook his head.

"Son, the only one who can save you is yourself."

What the foreign monk said, Yun Sheng couldn't understand why.

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

At this point, Yun Sheng was half-coerced into joining the church. Father Pacini was very happy and decided to open a bottle of red wine to celebrate.

But soon the officers and soldiers of Chenla rushed over, and they couldn't help feeling a little ashamed when they saw the corpses all over the place.

The leading officer looked at his dozens of subordinates and said courageously.

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

It was the first time Ambrosius killed someone just now, and he just recovered. Although his Zhenla language is not very good, he can also hear that the other side is hitting back.

"Didn't you see that those people were armed? They broke into our house at night. What did they want?"

"You foreigner is so cunning, do you think that if there is no proof of death, I dare not take you? Come on!"

It's just that behind the officer, the Chenla officers and soldiers in livery didn't dare to step forward to grab someone, but were ready to run away.

After all, these officers and soldiers only have broadswords~www.wuxiaspot.com~spears in their hands, while the opponents have guns in their hands.

At this time, Chenla 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 bird guns is very low, and the main weapon is still a cold weapon.

Moreover, most of these bird guns are crudely made, and the chances of injuring the enemy and self-injury are almost as high.

Father Paccini, who was familiar with officialdom in Southeast Asia, spoke again.

"You are the official army of Chenla, right? We are the guests of your lord Jinpan."

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

"It turned out to be Lord Guan Jinpan's guest. We will definitely investigate this matter and give you justice."

Then he ordered his subordinates.

"Carry the corpse away, and the rest of the people will stand guard for the officer. If there are young people disturbing the rest of the distinguished guests, I will take you as a question."

.....

Inside the station house.

"They are also called soldiers?" Ambrosius roared.

"Grand Duke Ambrosius, is this not good? As military observers, we first learn advanced tactics and second understand the strength of the opponent. Isn't the high-level sent us here to prepare for the establishment of a colony in the future?"

Another officer also strongly agreed. They did not consider economics and politics, but simply felt that European powers have colonies, and the Austrian Empire should also have its own colonies.

The surrounding Catholics also think so. After all, it is much easier to preach in the colonies than to hide in Tibet.

Ambrosius sighed, feeling how he met this group of lunatics. There were only a few dozen people who wanted to establish a colony.

Ambrosius thought of that brat in Vienna again, and cursed inwardly.

"Where is the promised princess!"