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

"Chenla? I heard that the Ministry of War has trade with Chenla. Could it be that the Chenla people are unwilling to pay?" Friedrich asked with some doubts.

Chenla is too far away from Austria, and the deal between the Ministry of War and Chenla is also kept secret. If Friedrich hadn't discovered that the Ministry of War had called the naval barge, he would not have known about it.

"No, I think they have sent all their money and possessions, but the church fleet was warned by the Vietnamese government. There is a private territory in Kampong Son Bay belonging to Ambrosius, from Chenla obtained legally by the government.

Now that the Vietnamese have controlled Chenla, they do not intend to recognize the legitimacy of this territory, and even plan to expel the Christians on it. Since last year, there have been two battles. "

At the end of 1835, the Vietnamese gave up the plan for Li Anzan's eldest daughter to be the king of Chenla, because the eldest princess rejected the "good intentions" of the Vietnamese Emperor Ming Ming and did not marry the son of Ming Ming Emperor.

The Vietnamese turned to support the more cowardly An Mei as Queen of Chenla. The next year, the Vietnamese planned to send the Chenla royal family to Zhenxi City. The court is ready to completely eradicate the forces loyal to the Chenla royal family.

Guan Jinpan, Parasu, and the commander of the forbidden army, Hong Bufu, launched an uprising to save their lives. Unfortunately, they were betrayed by spies. The Vietnamese general Zhang Mingdao sent troops to suppress it.

When the uprising broke out in the city, Ambrosius was still indulging in games with the princesses.

Although Princess Anmei has become the queen of Chenla in name, she still lives a leisurely confinement life with her sisters in the Royal Palace of Phnom Penh.

The Vietnamese were busy measuring the land in Chenla and eradicating the resistance forces, and even those Khmer spies who were nominally Anmei's courtiers didn't bother to put on a show.

It's just that the desperate fight of Guan Jinpan, Palasu and others pushed Ambrosius to the center of the storm.

Phnom Penh Royal Palace.

Ambrosius was playing hide-and-seek with the princesses when suddenly a little **** broke into the garden.

"It's not good, it's not good, Mr. Ambrosius, you hide it quickly. Zhang Ming said that the general sent people to take the princesses away. Don't let them see you, see you, you I'm dead!"

The four princesses were panicked, because the ministers loyal to Chenla had been instilling in them the idea that the Vietnamese would kill them to avoid future troubles.

However, the dignity of the royal family made them refuse to escape. Instead, they opened the secret passage of the palace to allow Ambrosius to escape.

Seeing the girls, Ambrosius regarded death as home, and his blood surged up for a moment. He drew his pistol and prepared to fight for his dignity.

The little **** said hurriedly.

"Mr. Ambrosius, they won't do anything to the princesses, but they will definitely kill you, because Lord Guan Jinpan and the others rebelled, and Zhang Ming said that it is only a matter of time before the general's army wipes them out! Run away !"

Ambrosius wanted the princesses to escape with him, but the princesses refused because the education they received from childhood did not allow them to run away.

Ambrosius jumped into the secret passage, but there were already Vietnamese soldiers waiting at the exit of the secret passage.

Although they haven't found the exit of the secret passage yet, it's only a matter of time.

Ambrosius looked at his two old-fashioned revolvers, primed them, and didn't intend to catch them without a fight.

Old-fashioned revolvers need to press the hammer to reload, and then pull the trigger to achieve continuous shooting.

Ambrosius rushed out of the hole, killed three Vietnamese soldiers with six consecutive shots, dropped the revolver in his hand, and took out a second revolver.

The Vietnamese officers and soldiers who were killed three people in an instant, did not feel timid, but rushed towards Ambrosius excitedly, as if they saw a bag of gold.

Ambrosius killed two more Vietnamese officers with a pistol, drew out his swift sword and continued to fight, and finally lost consciousness after being hit **** the head.

When Ambrosius regained consciousness, a general in crimson official robes was sitting in front of him, playing with his pistol in his hand.

"who are you?"

Upon hearing the other party's question, Ambrosius felt that there was still hope. Guan Jinpan and the others hadn't revealed his identity yet. He didn't want to be captured as a hostage and become the opponent's bargaining chip. It would be better to die in battle with honor than that.

"I am a businessman from Austria."

"What are you doing in the palace?"

"I am the tutor of Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"you are lying!"

"I don't."

Suddenly, the general in crimson official robe held Ambrosius's head, and pressed the muzzle of his gun to his temple.

Ambrosius closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

"biubiu" the general in the crimson official robe laughed wildly.

"It's a bit courageous. You deserve to be a warrior who killed eight people. I just want to ask you, why did you kill them?"

"If someone forced you with a knife, would you wait to die?" Ambrosius asked back.

The general in the crimson official robe kicked Ambrosius in the stomach, and Ambrosius fell to the ground in pain.

"Don't be ungrateful, if you look at me like that again, I'll goug your eyes out. I, Vietnam's second-rank general Zhang Mingdao, admire you very much. I heard that you have twenty loyal servants?"

"Please let them go, they have nothing to do with this matter." Ambrosius had his hands tied, and he stood up with a club.

"I said that I admire you very much, but you killed my man, how should I explain to my brothers." Zhang Ming said ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The person you want to kill is me...I My country will redeem my body, and if you kill everyone, you won't get any money. ’ replied Ambrosius.

"Money? Whether you Austrians or French, you are all mediocre people who only know about money. My Great Vietnamese Emperor Ming Ming has gathered an army of 150,000, and one day he will break through the Zhennan Pass and dominate the Central Plains. At that time, you western barbarians will not even be qualified to be our slaves.

But now I am very kind, I can play a game with you and your people. If you can win, I will not only let you go, but also recognize your status as merchants. From now on, you will be merchants in my country of Da Viet.

However, if you fail, you will die, and your corpses will be turned into nourishment in this land. "

Ambrosius was taken to an abandoned ancient temple. At a glance, he saw that the Astartes monks of the church and several officers sent by the Austrian Army to protect him were there, even their weapons were there.

On a pagoda, you can see the entire ancient temple, Zhang Ming said, the lieutenant general shouted.

"Welcome to the Temple of No Return, where you will face a thousand vicious prisoners. The winner will be pardoned, while the loser will stay here forever."

Ambrosius and the others did not answer, but were silently checking their equipment. Captain Bilavon proposed to let him kill the murderer with a single shot.

But Ambrosius shook his head. On the road just now, he saw purgatory on earth, the whole city was burning, soldiers slaughtered house to house, and even dragged women into carriages to commit violence. He felt that he had to do something. He has to live.

"Can we leave alive if we win?" Ambrosius yelled in Vietnamese.

"Of course, I swear to Buddha!" ​​Zhang Ming laughed.