1890 King of Southeast Asia

"Be careful!" Hundreds of soldiers searched carefully on the ruins of the customs building.

Shunzi's row is also in it, with a 91 -type rifle in his hand, alternating to cover search.

"I surrender! I surrender!" Suddenly a white man appeared, and when they were quite far away, they knelt on the ground and yelled. Although I couldn't understand, the meaning of the meaning of the surrender was clearly expressed.

"We ... surrender." The Chinese -footed Chinese appeared in the same direction. Although it was southern Fujian, it was not difficult to go.

"All come out, throw the gun to the ground, and then lie on the ground, hurry up!" Shunzi responded with Minnan dialect.

After about a minute, Shunzi was ready to attack. Dozens of Spanish Army came out one after another and lay on the ground.

Shunzi looked around, and the light injury sent the corpse and the serious wounded. He only had 29 people to fight, and to watch these captives. At least one class was required.

"Brothers of the Marine Corps! Let's give it to us here!" Shunzi was how to allocate troops, and strange voices came from behind.

"I am Lieutenant Confucius, Lieutenant Lieutenant Lieutenant, the two companies, and two companies, at least the headquarters here, you have made great achievements!" Kong Disheng's serious salute and then said happily.

"Zhang Shun, the head of the Eight Battalion of the Marine Corps, the first brigade of the first brigade of the Marine Corps. Fortunately, you are here, and the battlefield is given to you ..." After Shunzi handed over the intelligence, he took someone to escort the captive back to the dock.

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The battle has been carried out for four hours, and the city of Manila has gradually become lively. There are sounds of guns everywhere. A large number of South China Army has landed. The port has been planned to be based on the planning office.

"From the current information collected, the Spaniards wanted to carry it. The Manila Inner Army should have more than 80,000 people to prepare for the lane battle, but we did not encounter any resistance on the streets outside the port."

"From the perspective of feedback, the nearest resistance is 1400 meters away from the port. A seven -person squad is the largest size of the customs building in the northeast. At present, hundreds of corpses have been found."

"We analyze that at least some people have no resistance to the will and discard the position without resistance. This can also explain why our army can advance quickly."

The staff reported on the battlefield to Yang Tao, hesitated, and said his final conjecture.

"The Spaniards should be dispersed, and the will of resistance is weak. The staff department believes that if it is accelerated, it can speed up the enemy's disintegration."

Yang Tao considered it, "Is there a combat plan for the Staff?"

The staff nodded and found a thin piece of paper from a bunch of documents.

"There are three armored vehicles landing with the army, with three armored vehicles as the core to form three elite assault teams for emergence and interspersed. Pessimonal emotions ""

Although Yang Tao feels that this tactic is very feasible, there is also a fatal disadvantage: "How to guarantee logistics?"

To quickly advance, it is impossible to carry a lot of weight. To ensure the assault strength, it must be ensured that the firepower must be guaranteed. This is a paradox.

And once the enemy reacted, the breakthrough was blocked before the large army arrived, so the assault team that lacks guns and less bombs is the middle of the middle.

"Everyone carrys double ammunition, half a day of grain, and no other. The armored vehicle can carry a lot of ammunition. In addition to the inside, it can also be hung on the car. Our cleaning activity is. By a day's high -intensity battle. "

Yang Tao thought for a long time. After all, the risk was very high. If he was not careful, he was overwhelmed by a commando team. Now, the South China Army has not died 17, and it would not be too high to be killed steadily.

"Go to do it, the rhythm between the troops must be controlled." Yang Tao still chose to take risks. For nothing else, Liu Yiming sent him a telegram, "The British attitude changes, be careful of other people's intervention."

Liu Yiming has lost the control of the rhythm. After the Luzon Islands are unified, the entire island group is under the control of South China. This is not in line with British interests. In addition to supporting the needs of the Japanese, ghost knows what moths they will do.

The transfer of troops will inevitably take time. After all, the current South China soldiers are not rich, Manila is so calm ...

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After Silil found Liu Yiming, he thought again and again. Liu Yiming still decided to ventilate with Americans.

"The British expressed dissatisfaction with our war."

In Zhangtai Palace, Liu Yiming urgently met Sam.

"What are they doing?" Sam said angrily.

Sam was a little unbalanced in his heart. Nanhua saw that the decisive battle was on, but the American navy did not build a tree.

The American fleet was playing and hiding with the Spanish fleet. The Army pulled even hundreds of attacks. Thousands of people died in one attack, and thousands of people were wounded -higher than the current casualties hitting the present.

"The British proposed to restrict the development of the navy in the Far East. I demanded that the prerequisite is to limit the size of the Japanese navy and put some ports under the international co -control. It refused." Liu Yiming shook his head.

"What scale? What kind of co -tube?" Sam was more interested in these.

"The scale is not deeply discussed. I proposed to retain a battleship in South China. Japan also has the same scale. It is very effective for peace." Liu Yiming seemed to be honest.

"As for co-management, considering that Japan's finances have long been bankrupt, its income can hardly repay the loan, and reducing the size of the navy is the most effective way.

In addition, placing Sasebo under international co-management and having the managing country pay a certain fee is simply the best for Japan..." Liu Yiming smiled at Sam.

Sam was a little tempted. This is a perfect transit station. Japan itself is also a large market, but he can't show it.

"One battleship is too outrageous. Not to mention whether Britain will agree to withdraw the battleships in the Far East, just talk about the existing ones. Japan has seven battleships, four battleships, two cruisers with higher combat effectiveness than second-class battleships, and Nanhua's cruisers are not to be mentioned.

Even if the battleships are eliminated, a total of nine battleships will be eliminated, and the whereabouts of these battleships is also a problem." Sam kept silent about Sasebo. (Ironclad ships are counted as battleships. This is actually very vague.)

"This is very simple. It is definitely not normal to let people dismantle them. Sell the battleships. Both sides of the Greco-Turkish War will want them. As for the second-class ironclad ships, small countries in Northern Europe will like them." Liu Yiming looked like he had thought about it a long time ago.

Sam was a little speechless. He was actually considering the issue of military purchases from the Qing Dynasty. The Qing Dynasty had ordered warships in the United States and South China before, but after the war situation calmed down, they were cancelled. The old witch used the money to train new troops.

It is understandable. After all, although the navy had fought undefeated before, if the army was stronger, it would not have been like this.

Moreover, the army is cheap, and the navy is too expensive. Two Dingzhen and two battleships are already the limit.

But foreigners have different ideas: "Instead of cutting the navy on a large scale, it is better to let them maintain a balance. A strong navy can better guarantee the interests of the Qing Dynasty. Of course, Nanhua should also get a corresponding share of the navy."

"In addition, in order to ensure the repayment ability of the Japanese, it is completely reasonable to put Sasebo under international co-management. What do you think?" Sam looked like I was thinking about the Qing Dynasty.

In the past 20 years, the Far East has been one of the two major naval export destinations in the world, the other is South America, but South America has gradually calmed down, and there is also Brazil snatching the market.

In the Far East, only two countries have purchased dozens of warships of more than 1,000 tons, as well as a large number of small ships. The Americans also want to get a piece of the pie.

Liu Yiming's approach is to smash the pot, and everyone does their own thing.

"Let's talk about it later! But I'm more worried about the next move of the British." Liu Yiming changed the subject. If he wanted Nanhua and the United States to plan Sasebo together, he would support the naval restriction treaty with Nanhua.

The British would definitely not agree, because in this way, the Japanese would definitely not be able to stop the Russian Empire, and then Pumpkin could maintain a "defensive" navy on the grounds of defending against Japan.

"Don't worry, the British will not take the initiative to intervene in this war." Sam had just finished speaking when Secretary Wang walked in.

"Headmaster, Mr. Cyril is here..." Secretary Wang looked at Sam.

"Go ahead, what's the matter?" Liu Yiming didn't care. Cyril must be here for no good, it doesn't matter.

"Mr. Cyril said that the British Empire is ready to mediate the war between Nanhua and Spain..."

"Please let him in." Liu Yiming still didn't care, turned around and chatted with Sam: "Do you think I need to agree to Britain's mediation?"

Sam was a little embarrassed. He just said that the British would not take the initiative to intervene, and turned around and slapped his face.

"Mr. Headmaster, Mr. Ambassador is here too..." Cyril still looked like an arrogant old British gentleman.

"Good day, Sir Cyril, I heard that the British Empire is ready to mediate the war? Is that true?" Liu Yiming took the initiative to greet him, like a sunny and beautiful boy.

"Yes, London believes that the war between the two countries is unreasonable and meaningless, and there is no disagreement between the two sides..." When asked about this, Cyril could only continue to talk, only mentioning the two sides, not mentioning other things.

"For peace and justice, London hopes that the two sides will sit down and negotiate... I wonder what Mr. Yuan thinks?" Cyril stared at Liu Yiming.

Liu Yiming curled his lips slightly: "Sir Cyril, you are wrong. South China joined the war in fulfillment of the South American Treaty of Friendship and Mutual Assistance. It is a fulfilling country, not an initiating country.

So, if you want to continue to mediate, you should first send a mediation invitation to the United States, that is, Mr. Sam."

Liu Yiming turned his head and said to Sam: "Are you right? Mr. Sam."

Sam rolled his eyes: "The Kingdom of Spain shamelessly attacked the Maine. We are just carrying out a just punishment. Of course, if the Spaniards are willing to pay a certain price, they can also stop the dispute."

Cyril's face was a little ugly. He didn't expect the Americans to give him no face at all...

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