Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

In the fifteenth century, the Portuguese discovered the Dakar region, but did not establish any effective colonies. Perhaps it was due to the lack of valuable resources on both sides of the Senegal River, where few people used to travel there in the past.

Because of this, the Portuguese moved to manage the Cape Verde Islands in the western Pacific Ocean, eventually turning it into an overseas territory of the Portugal.

It was not until the early seventeenth century that the French discovered the geographical value of the place and established a trade war along the banks of the Senegalese River and stationed certain armed forces.

At that time, the Senegalese region could only provide black slaves, ivory and a small amount of gold to France, but the strategic value of this area was not obvious.

However, the astute French suddenly discovered a small fishing village called Dakar in the southwest of the mouth of the Senegal River. Its location was precisely at the most western end of the continent, and if one were to occupy this area, they could control the entire waist area of the Atlantic Ocean.

The first element of geopolitics was that it had to be geographically sound, had to be able to influence one or more economic circles, and the Dakar was in line with the French.

The first to build the Dakar was the French East India Company. They built Yonggu Pier and used the seawall to invest in the construction of the city, and in a short few decades, the Dakar became the center of the black slave trade in West Africa.

After more than two hundred years of operation, the Dakar had now become the most important colonial city in West Africa, and even France had to prepare to build railways there.

This was the reason why the French army in the Dakar not only had close to three thousand troops, but also more than two thousand trained black servants. There were also four sail frigate s stationed there for a long time, and of course, there were also four sturdy cannons and more than a hundred cannons.

If you think that the Dakar is such a strong army, then you are wrong. When Holiness s rushed into the line of sight of the port's defense, the entire city was as peaceful as heaven.

The soldier in charge of lookout on the lighthouse had fallen asleep with the bottle of wine in his arms. Who knew how many years it had been since the alarm had rung. The chaotic period of great maritime exploration had passed, the pirates had become legends, and the Western Powers had already completed the partition of Africa. Even a fool wouldn't believe it.

In the distant military camp, the soldiers had already fallen asleep, snoring non-stop. Even the sentries leaning against the walls were dozing off. After all, this was a city that hadn't experienced a war for a hundred years, and the people here felt an inconceivable sense of security.

The sea breeze you gently blow, the waves you gently shake, the young sailor... Sleeping!

Oh! It was just too peaceful. If Xiao Letian saw such a peaceful scene, this voice would be the only sound in his heart.

The explosion woke the entire city's people from their beautiful dreams. Midnight, Dakar's Port was jolted awake by a loud thunder, as countless people in a trance tried to push their wives who were sleeping by their side.

"You … You go and collect the clothes... "It's going to rain soon …"

There was no thunder or rain. When the second shot struck the Holiness's mast, the soldiers on guard duty finally woke up. They stuck their heads out and looked at the sea. "Oh my god …" Our warship is being chased by the enemy? "Quick, ring the alarm bell …"

The shock wave from the explosion sent Molière flying onto the deck. He hysterically shouted at Dakar, "I am the Emperor's Special Envoy, Molière! I order you, as the envoy, to open fire immediately! Dakar retaliated... "

"Counterattack …" "Fire for the emperor!"

According to Molière's arrangement, right now the Dakar should be like a porcupine that used hundreds of cannons to shoot down the Zhiyuan Warship, letting this group of damned Chinese people see the anger of the France.

It was a pity that the pain in his stomach wasn't always so weak. Sometimes, when he was in pain, there wasn't even a fart.

The Dakar today had let him down, the Zhiyuan Warship had already hit the Holiness twice, and even now, the Dakar was still muddled from head to toe, not to mention retaliating, there was not even a wave of noise. What kind of strategy was this? Wasn't this playing according to common sense?

"Are you all a bunch of pigs? Attack with Cannon Attack... Counterattack! " Molière roared until his face turned the color of pig liver, but Dakar Cannon was still silent, no one responded to his roar at all.

At this moment, the lighthouse's alarm bell started to creak. It was unknown how long it had been since the bearings were oiled for maintenance, but the soldiers had to pull on the ropes with all their strength. He could even feel the copper rust on his face, blinding him.

Clang clang clang … The bell finally rang, but at this time, Molière could no longer wait for the turret's counterattack, he pulled the rope on Sun Chujian's body and pushed him into the sea, "Swim towards the shore …" "Everyone, take these prisoners ashore!" Soon after, he also jumped into the sea.

The Holiness had already ignited into a raging fire, and the explosion and light from the fire finally made the city understand what was going on.

"My God? Had I been exiled by the France? Is Britain at war with us? "How could this be …" In his eyes, no country in the world other than Britain would dare to attack the colonies of France.

The Holiness was burning and the sailors were jumping into the sea like dumplings. The battleships and civilian ships in the harbor finally woke up as signal lights lit up one after another. The human figures on the battleships seemed to be preparing for a counterattack.

Looking at the land cannon emplacement, it was only now that there was a shadow of a person appearing. Judging from the look of panic, the usual training was not that good, the Zhiyuan Warship had already fired three shots, but the Dakar did not retaliate at all.

Xiang Ying was stunned, he stood in the command cabin and allowed the telescope to slip from his hands: "This this this..." This is the second strongest France in the world? With this level of training, you still dare to call yourself a strong army? "

"Miserable, laughable, lamentable... In those days when Lin Zexu was popular and the British stood on the sea and bombed the tiger gate, Guangzhou, what were the feelings of those British people? "Will it be the same as the current me …"

"Hahaha …" Xiang Ying laughed, "So you guys are just paper tigers! Today, this grandpa will poke a hole through your thick skin! "

"Zhiyuan Warship, extend your shot! Turn Dakar into a sea of fire! "

Boom … BOOM! Amidst the roar, the Holiness's ammunition cabin was pierced through with a cannon. The intense martyr's explosion shook the entire port and the burning debris filled the entire dock.

Under the waves of the ocean, Molière and countless of sailors carried the captives and fled toward the shore in panic, not daring to look back at all.

"Two consecutive shots from the main cannon …" Break the Dakar's Lighthouse of Light... "Your father has been troubled since I heard the bell sound …" Amidst the howls of, the captain of the cannons, a heavy 210 main cannons started to move. The muzzle of the cannons ignited a strong gale, and without the two cannons, it just so happened to hit the top of the lighthouse.

The shock wave set off a heavy bronze alarm clock that flew towards the city, the Dakar massacre officially began.