I'm the Dauphin in France

Chapter 428 "Tribal Warriors"

At the same time, in the Kassir Palace in Tunis, Tunisian Intelligence Director Ishaq was discussing the same topic with his men.

"Yes, there must be tribes that are willing to take risks just to make some money." Ishaq sneered, "In fact, we need such 'examples'."

"Need?" The intelligence officer next to him asked in surprise, "What do you mean?"

"The Palace of Versailles has issued an order that if a serious case of a sheriff being killed occurs, the tribe he is in charge of will face severe punishment." Ishaq said, "If the tribe leader takes the initiative to take responsibility, all the high-ranking members of the tribe will be arrested. If no one stands up, then all the adults in the tribe will become coolies!"

"Will this cause a backlash from other tribes?"

"Don't worry." The intelligence director waved his hand calmly. "This is a serious crime of killing a sheriff. Other tribes will definitely not sympathize with them. Even the tribe where the sheriff came from will thank the military for avenging their people.

"As long as one or two tribes set an example for everyone, the other tribes will become very respectful of the sheriff."

……

Algiers.

Annaba.

Commander of the Algiers Guard, Kehl, rolled up the secret letter in despair. His hands were shaking, and he repeated the process five or six times before he finally put the roll of paper into the mailbox.

The letter had just arrived from Mitiga, and its contents could be summed up in one sentence: the British had cut off all aid.

From funds to weapons, from intelligence to military advisers, everything disappeared overnight.

In other words, Algiers now has to face the wrath of France alone...

Lord Dey ordered him to hold Annaba until the ambassador from Algiers completed armistice negotiations with the French.

However, Kehler knew very well that even if he was commanding the elite Guards, he would not be able to resist the powerful French - he had confirmed this last year.

The so-called Royal Guards he now has are just a mob that was put together and trained for less than a year.

He estimated that he would only need 3 French troops to launch a charge, no, even just a few rounds of artillery fire, and his defense line would collapse.

No, he also has the Moroccan Black Guards. Kehler suddenly had an idea. As long as the Moroccans help, it should be possible to hold Annaba for a month or two.

He waved to his attendants and said, "Quick, prepare a valuable gift. I am going to see Sayyid Pasha!"

……

The Tunisian border town of Tamirai.

Lefebvre looked east through his telescope for the 30th time today, and there was still only wasteland in his view.

He said to his staff officer impatiently, "Aren't those guys here yet? My wife walks faster than them when she takes the kids on an outing!"

"Uh, yes, Lieutenant Colonel, they are already two days behind schedule..."

"Two days and seven hours!" Lefebvre roared. He was already very dissatisfied with being sent to Tunisia. Except for him, most of the Guards went to Silesia to fight the Prussians. But he could only play with the weak North African "natives" here! Even if he won, he would have nothing to show off to others in the future.

Just a month ago, the war in the Southern Netherlands had come to an end. After the Prussian withdrawal, General Reault led the Austrian army to attack the rebels in Brussels.

The main force of the Southern Netherlands rebels had suffered serious losses before. Most of the defenders of the city were new recruits, and because Hanover and Prussia withdrew their troops one after another, their morale was extremely low.

So with the help of Lefebvre's Legion, Leo quickly captured Brussels and the Parliament of the Southern Netherlands was dissolved.

Van der Noort fled to the Netherlands with some of the core members of the Brabant uprising. Most of the other rebels surrendered.

At this point, except for the Wallonia region, the Southern Netherlands returned to Austrian hands.

Joseph ordered the Guards Corps to rest for a month before heading to Silesia to fight.

As for Tunisia, the 4 men of Scheerer's Corps were enough to capture Annaba, but in order to have a sufficient deterrent effect on the various tribes in Tunisia, Joseph still dispatched Lefebvre to lead Guards Corps to assist in the battle.

If Joseph had not forced Lefebvre to wait for the "tribal warriors" to arrive before taking them to the front line, Lefebvre might have captured Annaba a week ago.

Finally, at about 4 p.m. that day, the tribal army of nearly 5 people arrived in Tamilai one after another. But until noon the next day, the tail of the team was still outside the town. In addition, hundreds of people were missing because they fell behind.

Lefebvre was already impatient and immediately ordered the tribal army to rush to the front line. The Guards Corps was ready to attack at any time.

Ignorance is bliss. The "tribal warriors" were all ready to fight, thinking about killing a few Algerians and bringing back some military merit.

The next morning, the morning breeze blew away the mist. Kehler saw the French army's murderous formation through the telescope, and his heart twitched.

Soon, a melodious trumpet sounded from the French army, and then he saw a team of nearly 5 French soldiers lined up in... a very messy three-layer line formation, uh, it could barely be considered a line formation, slowly approaching him.

Kehler did not dare to be careless at all. He thought it was a new tactic of the French army, or a skirmish formation. He immediately ordered the entire army to be on alert and notified the Moroccan Guards to cooperate in the defense.

About 50 minutes later, the French "skirmishers" finally moved to a position 400 steps away from the Algiers defense line - during this period the formation was dispersed twice and the officers had to stop and reorganize.

Kehler looked at this strange French army with a telescope in confusion until his servant reminded him, and then he remembered that he should fire.

As the Algiers army roared, several iron balls fell in front of the French army with a sharp whistling sound. The formation, which was already somewhat scattered before, suddenly stagnated.

Less than a minute later, another cannon fire flashed. This time, the Algiers artillery had good luck, and three British 3-pounder shells penetrated into the crowd of "tribal warriors".

Suddenly, a series of slight "crackling" sounds were heard, and three grooves composed of limbs and blood foam instantly appeared in the tribal army.

After a moment of silence, the "tribal warriors" began to howl one after another. The officers were unable to control them at all, and hundreds of them turned and fled immediately.

When the third round of artillery fire came, the entire tribal army collapsed completely - thousands of people fled desperately, and did not stop until they were face to face with the vanguard of the Guards Corps.

Lefebvre's face was gloomy as he watched his soldiers point their bayonets forward, finally forcing the fleeing soldiers to scatter to both sides.

Kehele was stunned on the spot - did he successfully defend it?
(End of this chapter)