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Chapter 1115 Curse (first update, please subscribe)
intelligence!

In any war, intelligence work is the most critical. Compared with the Peruvian-Bolivian army, they know almost nothing about the Ming Empire army.

The Ming Empire knew them very well, even reaching the point where they could be observed under a microscope.

In the past ten years, the empire has obtained a large amount of military and political intelligence through official or unofficial channels, which is why Emperor Zhu dared to make a quick decision.

Not because of anything else, the root is understanding.

"His Majesty!"

In the past few days, Eliodoro Camacho's experience has been like a dream.

He failed.

As a loser, he led his men to surrender to the imperial army. When he thought he was going to be imprisoned in a prison camp and exiled to Africa, he left Bolivia and came to Asuncion under the escort of the imperial soldiers.

Here, he actually met the Emperor of the Empire.

"Okay, Your Majesty the Emperor, if you have no other questions, please send me to my subordinates. I want to stay with them. Even if I go to Africa, I hope to be with them."

Facing the "fairness" mentioned by the emperor, Eliodoro Camacho lowered his head slightly. As a native white man, he certainly knew what the emperor was referring to.

It was the first time he had seen a Bolivian general who had taken the initiative to lead an army into surrender.

"By the way, I want to ask, President Dasa, is he really dead?"

Of course, there is never any kindness in war, and I will not accuse them of fulfilling their duties, but the only thing I want to do now is to curse that stupid guy Hilarion Daza.If he was still alive and appeared in front of me now, I would step forward and strangle him to death without hesitation. In order to realize his damn dream of being a hero, so many troops were sacrificed in vain, a total of 2 people, enough Five divisions, more than 5000 people fell on the road in vain, these soldiers didn't even know how they died..."

Emperor Zhu asked:

Eliodoro Camacho answered with a nod.

"General, can I ask you some questions now?"

Emperor Zhu said to Eliodoro Camacho with a smile.

"Pfft..." Hearing Eliodoro Camacho say the name through gritted teeth, Emperor Zhu spit out his mouth full of tea on the spot.

In fact, at the time of the surrender, Eliodoro Camacho knew what would happen, why the other officers fled so quickly, because they were afraid of being captured and sent to Africa.

San Dezi abused the captives.

That is to say, the Ming Empire treated them with utmost benevolence and righteousness.

A division of the Bolivian army is about 4000 people, which is also a symbol of backwardness. This is just the size of the division-level establishment in the Napoleonic era.And now the number of divisions all over the world has reached tens of thousands.

"Yes, Your Majesty, this family was killed when the airship bombed, and they didn't even come out of the car in a hurry! Napoleon, the guy who called himself "Napoleon" in South America, didn't end well."

Eliodoro Camacho showed his good manners, bowed respectfully, and sat down in the chair brought by the squire.

The whole world knows that the Ming Empire treated the captives well, was fair and tolerant, but they must be sent to Africa.

Eliodoro Camacho said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"No, I can answer this question for you. Anyway, it's not a secret. As for why there are so many troops, it's because... because their officers have all escaped,"

"Bring the general a cup of tea."

Eliodoro Camacho bowed respectfully and replied.

Emperor Zhu said in a relaxed tone.

It wasn't because he was worried, a guy with great ambitions and talents, he had nothing to worry about, it was more because of curiosity.

"Well, what I'm wondering is, aren't you the commander of the Fourth Infantry Division? Then why do the soldiers who surrendered with you have the first, second and fifth divisions?"

"How about a cup of tea, General, it seems that you are very tired."

Eliodoro Camacho smiled wryly, then shook his head and let out a long sigh.

Emperor Zhu is not exaggerating, this is a fact, whether it is Peru or Bolivia, those Indian soldiers are... well, consumables, food is worse than dogs, and they are soldiers rather than slaves .

It's not that Bolivian officers are so conscientious, but because they generally escape very quickly.They fled with the troops before the imperial army could even fight their way through.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, General. I think you will soon understand that surrendering to our army is actually a very correct choice. I assure you that you and your soldiers will receive the fairest treatment."

Small days kill prisoners.

China is a country of etiquette. Although it doesn't like people wearing dresses like "My Qing Dynasty", it must still pay attention to etiquette.

"All troops means that these soldiers are the last remaining soldiers of the Bolivian army. Your Majesty, you have theoretically wiped out the Bolivian army. At this point, you can be proud of your airship, just like As the world agrees, your empire has the most powerful airship force in the world.

Emperor Zhu turned his head and said to the attendants standing aside:

When Eliodoro Camacho said this, Emperor Zhu already had the answer in his heart, but he still wanted to confirm it.

The one who can lead the army to voluntarily surrender... this is still the first.

"Of course, Your Majesty, I will answer any of your questions truthfully."

At this time, Emperor Zhu was looking at the Bolivian general in front of him with curious eyes.

"All gone? I don't understand, General."

See how well the Empire treats captives.

When the guests come, how can we not treat them to a meal?
"Then I can only obey, Your Majesty."

Soldiers are running, officers are running, and so are generals.

Having said that, Elliott Ro Camacho said with a wry smile:

"I don't want to get any information from you, I'm just really curious. Of course, from your standpoint, you don't have to answer my question."

"General, it is an indisputable fact that the Empire treats every captured Peruvian-Bolivian Commonwealth soldier tolerantly. Your subordinates will tell you how they were treated in the Empire's prisoner-of-war camps, even better than in yours. It's all good in the army, they're fair there..."

"They all ran away, leaving behind all their troops."

There isn't even a POW camp there, but you can't go home until the war is over.But when will the war end?Chile... almost ten years old!
"Don't be so anxious, the ship to Africa will not leave for a while. But before that. I want to invite you to have lunch with me. We can chat slowly at the table. You can rest assured, your soldiers They will be properly arranged."

"I also hope from the bottom of my heart that my choice is as correct as you said, Your Majesty. But surrender is not always an honorable thing. The shame of surrender will accompany me for the rest of my life. It will be left to my children and grandchildren. I have only one request now, please be lenient to the captured Bolivian soldiers. They may not be so brave, but they deserve fair treatment. After the war, they should return to by the family."

As for Da Maozi, he used captives as donkeys, and he was the kind who didn't eat grass.

Well, there will be children and reproduction there.

Now as captives, not only are they treated fairly, but the Ming Empire will definitely be very lenient. They will not even be locked up in a prisoner-of-war camp, but will be sent to the African colonies to contribute to the construction of that hot land.

Emperor Zhu asked with a smile.

Emperor Zhu picked up his teacup and asked curiously.

"Sit down, General."

Emperor Zhu said politely.

Every time he thinks about how lenient he is, allowing the captives to live such a happy life, Emperor Zhu can't help but sigh in his heart, he is the typical kind of good person who does good deeds without leaving a name.

"Why another Napoleon..."

At this moment, Emperor Zhu couldn't help feeling a little melancholy.After all, there are also some good people in South America who call him the "Napoleon of South America".

Good guy, I thought it was a compliment at first, but now it looks like it's not a compliment, it's clearly a curse.

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