Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

"What?" The new British Prime Minister, Count de Beer, wants to see me? And right away? " Just as Xiao Letian was about to board the carriage and go visit the hamburger's weapons factory, the wheels of the carriage were stopped by the people sent by the council.

"Count de Beer? Count de Beer... "Damn, I don't have any information on this person in my head?" After all, Xiao Letian was not a super computer. Even if he was someone who liked military affairs and history in his previous life, he only had some kind of understanding towards big events and big figures.

There were many prime ministers in the history of England, so he could only remember a few. For example, this Count de Beer, made Xiao Letian's mind go blank.

Fortunately, Prussia side had thought about it carefully and had prepared a few handwritten words and stuffed them into his arms. When Xiao Letian finished reading the documents, he sorrowfully touched his forehead.

"Sigh …" Heavens, oh heavens, why are you toying with me like this? Just stuff me a barrel of gunpowder, can't you let me relax for two days? "

Look at the information on him. He was addicted to gambling, loved horse racing, and his luck was pretty good to be able to win a hundred thousand from horse racing.

He was eloquent but aggressive, and one of his allies had the classic phrase: "This lord is Prince Rupert in the parliamentary debate; he is fierce and unstoppable, but when he comes back victorious he finds his camp occupied by the enemy."

had already guessed what the Englishmen wanted. They were afraid that Xiao Letian would come into contact with their interests in the sea, so they were here to prepare a precaution.

"Soldiers, come bring water to the embankment. Who cares what kind of people they are, I can deal with them too!" Xiao Letian said to the people around him fiercely, "Go buy some seafood... Go buy a beer... Didn't this count want to see me? I'll treat him to a seafood feast! "

Hmph, aren't you sick with gout? I'll treat you to seafood and beer, I'll kill you.

With Xiao Letian's order, the German chefs immediately started getting busy. hamburger City was close to the sea and also close to the river, so they had a lot of aquatic products.

Giant North Sea lobsters, deep-sea salmon on ice, the freshest oysters, and fat bread crabs... A variety of top quality seafood was sealed in ice and quickly transported from the market by carriage to the villa.

The long dining table was set in the garden beside the blooming rose bushes, and the splashing fountain was not only beautiful but also lowered the heat.

Xiao Letian had even seen a few extremely rare blue lobsters, which were items that ordinary people would not be able to come across easily.

Time passed second by second. When the needle pointed at 11 o'clock, a fast horse came running from the west side of the villa. It was the news of the arrival of the British Prime Minister, which was brought by the Prussian cavalry.

"New Army Assemblage... Line up for guests... "All of you, give me some energy …"

Xiao Letian stood at the fountain in the center of the garden, quietly standing there, waiting for the prime minister of the strongest empire of his generation, the man who was going to face the most severe test.

Very quickly, a group of cavalrymen's jumping helmets appeared in their line of sight. Although it was a secret visit, the reception standards given by Hamburg were rather high.

All of them were tall and strong, and their buckles were tied tightly to their chins. The arrogance in the eyes of all the soldiers was as glaring as the sun at noon.

In the middle of the line was a quiet and luxurious carriage, which had the crest of the Prussian royalty on it. It seemed like the hamburger Council had used up all of the carriages the King had deposited here.

In the carriage, the Count de Beer looked at the proud cavalry coldly and sighed in his heart, "This Prussian national destiny has really risen. These few victories have caused their national emotions to soar. Their pride is almost comparable to the young men of our navy …"

"Is it really good that Her Majesty supports this country?" Just as the Count de Beer was talking to himself, he suddenly realized that the pride of the Prussian cavalry was disappearing fast.

What was going on? The count's eyes lit up when he lifted the curtain and saw two rows of Chinese soldiers standing tall and straight on either side of the road.

"What sharp eyes!" What a strong killing intent! This, this, this... Is he Chinese? These are the Chinese soldiers who made the miracle of the stone bridge? "

Indeed, the ceremonial soldier that met the Prime Minister today were all Chinese officer that had been removed from the bloody battle on the stone bridge. Many people's uniforms didn't even have time to be replaced, even though the slurry was very clean, the smell of blood and smoke that permeated into the fabric couldn't be removed.

The horses were the ones who could feel the killing intent the most. When the horses approached the Veterans of the Hundred Wars, they immediately became restless. If it wasn't for the fact that the riders were skilled enough at controlling horses, they might have been startled by the sight.

"Salute …" With the order given, the soldiers on both sides of the road saluted the Prime Minister in unison. At that moment, the gloomy atmosphere felt as if they had crashed into a carriage. British Prime Minister actually subconsciously returned the greeting!

Oh! What's wrong with me? How can I pay these Chinese back? This group of trash that even had their bones broken, even the capital was destroyed by us. Why should I respect them?

Strange, really strange! It looked like this meeting today was going to be interesting.

Just as the meeting between the British Prime Minister and Xiao Letian was about to start, Bismark's train was about to arrive at the hamburger. Just as they were adding coal and water at a small station, the telegraph room received the latest message from the hamburger's Council.

"Xiao Letian, oh Xiao Letian, we are the same kind of people, we have too much stubbornness in our hearts! But you must remember to bow your head to reality. The British are not people we can fight against right now.

Oh, God bless you, Xiao Letian, you better not let this victory go to your head, you must definitely be calm. When the time comes, you must definitely give up on trying to curry favor with these British!

Bismark was not weak, this was his way of facing reality. In the late 19th century, the goal of the British Government's naval construction was "to make its national navy stronger than the two great powers combined," which meant that the British Navy was more powerful than the combined forces of the two second and third nations.

As the British Government continued to invest more and more of his Navy's funds, the number and tonnage of his Navy's ships also rapidly increased. By 1870, the total tonnage of British Navy's ships had reached an astonishing 633,000 tons.

What kind of concept was this? It meant that its tonnage was always greater than or equal to the sum of the tonnage of any two or even three of the countries of Western Europe at the same time.

For example, with the punishment expedition plan in France, Molière had gone all out to plunder only ten ocean-going battleships. During the same period in the Indian Ocean, the number of British ocean-going battleships was thirty, three times more powerful than that of the French.

The difference between the two countries was also very obvious. As long as the British made up their minds, they would be able to gather over a thousand rifled cannons from the Indian mainland alone, and the number of their artillery shells would be much higher than that of the French.

If the British attacked the Ryukyu, with Xiao Letian's current strength, the best choice would be to stop resisting and choose to settle the matter through diplomacy.

Bismark's worry was justified. Xiao Letian was basically the same kind of person as him, and there were even some aspects where he was even more worried about than. For example, during the stone bridge battle, even Bismark was not sure if he would be able to endure or not.

Furthermore, Xiao Letian's attitude towards Viscount Ah Lan, was because Ah Lan had attacked Xiao Letian's wife. This brat actually punished him this way, peeling off his clothes and taking pictures, tying him up on the cross and pretending to be Jesus! This, this, this... This temper of his was too smelly.

"My dear Shaw, don't have such a bad temper with Derby. That person has a notorious bad temper throughout Europe. Even I have to avoid him. You two better not fight each other!"

Just as Bismark was worrying about this, Derby who was holding onto a walking stick had already walked down the horse carriage. He was looking at the statue-like soldiers saluting from the entrance with interest.

"Hey!" "You Chinese, can you understand English?" De Bi stared at Luo Huo and teased. This Count was sincerely looking for trouble. He did not ask Xiao Hexin, nor did he ask Sima Yun, because he had already smelled the scent of books from the two of them.

Only Luo Huo carried a sense of innocence and simplicity which belonged to a northern farmer. To put it bluntly, it was De Bi who thought that was illiterate.

"Hey!" You don't understand English? And what about German? Or didn't he understand? Oh God... How did you fight like this? Relying on the language to communicate with the Prussian? "Hahaha …"

De Bi laughed with incomparable arrogance, while Luo Huo, who was mocked by him, had an even darker and darker complexion.

"Prime Minister, other than discrediting the term 'Gentleman', your mockery is useless … In addition, I'm responsible to tell you that we Chinese communicate with Prussian soldiers... Not with language... But blood! "

Luo Huo's words were extremely energetic. Although his pronunciation in English was not standard, and was a little colonial in Count de Beer's ears, he still enunciated every single word very clearly. Furthermore, he even used the word 'last', 'fresh blood', in German.

Luo Huo used her actual actions to tell the Count de Beer that he knew English. Not only did I know English and German, we also created a military miracle in Sada's Shiqiao uplands … A miracle created with blood.

Count de Beer did not say anything for a long time. He was very clear that arguing with a Chinese soldier with his status would definitely not be a victory for him. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly laughed.

"Alright, I believe that the miracle on the stone bridge is real. Just based on the killing intent on all of you, this military miracle is quite credible … "No wonder these Prussian cavalrymen retracted their pride once they got close to us. It's your murderous aura that has intimidated them!"

"Very good, you are the most promising Chinese people I have ever seen, even more so than the Prussian!"

The corner of Xiao Letian's eyes twitched when he heard this, and he thought to himself, "This old bastard, he really refused to admit defeat, and actually added sand into Prussian's heart, isn't he purposely provoking our relationship? "Dammit …"