1890 King of Southeast Asia

"Oasis! Two o'clock!"

A shout broke the quiet of the convoy, and an armored vehicle immediately left the team and went to the sand dunes to observe.

"It is definitely an oasis, not a mirage. According to the comparison, we have arrived!" The armored vehicle came back soon, and everyone's tired faces had a smile.

"We should be in Turayf. Further north is the Ottoman territory. We have reached our destination." Han Jiang breathed a sigh of relief.

Along the way, Han Jiang went through more than a dozen tribal oases, and the convoy gradually decreased from 90 vehicles to 70.

The 98-type engine designed for the desert has withstood the test, but the tires have not. After the spare tires are used up, only part of the vehicle can be dismantled.

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"The armored vehicle will lead the way, announce our arrival to the Turayf tribe, plant the national flag, and remember, show force!" Han Jiang licked his lips.

Water is precious in the desert. Even if he carries enough clean water, Han Jiang cannot waste it. Each car needs not only fuel, but also enough water to cool the engine.

The drinking water is strictly controlled at two liters. The evaporation rate in the desert is large, and even two liters of water is not enough to drink. Now that we have reached the destination, we can drink enough.

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Four armored vehicles drove towards Turaif in a cone. Like all desert cities, this is a city formed because of an oasis, with the Turaif tribe as the core.

They make a living by raising camels, planting, and small-scale mining. From here to the north is Jordan under the influence of the French under the control of the Ottomans, and to the east is Iraq under the control of the Ottomans. It can be said that the geographical location is very important.

Dongdongdongdong...

Tututututu...

Han Jiang vaguely heard some gunshots in the back, but he didn't pay much attention. Ten minutes after the armored vehicles entered Turaif, the truck team also entered Turaif.

"Captain, I have found out that this is Turayf. There are about 3,000 people, most of whom are from the Turayf tribe, and some are Ottomans." This is a city, a tiny city.

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The carrying capacity of the oasis is limited and cannot carry too many people. In the agricultural era, if you want to know how powerful a desert country is, you can figure it out by looking at the size of its oasis. Thousands of thousands of people

"Ottomans?" Han Jiang looked unhappy and took a sip of water: "Raise the national flag and declare Nanhua's rule over this place to everyone. Assemble the radio station and report to Commander Zheng. After five days of marching, the advance battalion completed the mission without casualties."

"Yes!"

Han Jiang chose to camp in an open space. As soon as the tent was set up, the chief of the Turayf tribe came up.

"Hello, respected guest, I am Faisal Turayf, the patriarch of the Turayf tribe. Welcome to Turayf. I wonder what your purpose is?" Faisal walked into the tent and saluted.

Faisal looked about fifty years old. Considering the wind and sand, his actual age should be about forty years old. Thinking of this, Han Jiang spoke without hesitation.

"Hello, Mr. Faisal, I am Han Jiang, the battalion commander of the Special Advance Battalion of the First Division of Nanhua Oman. You may have to face me for a long time in the future. I hope we can become friends." Han Jiang said.

Faisal's heart sank. Are they really here to fight for land? But they have cannons and moving steel monsters. Although he is not as ignorant as his tribesmen and knows that cars should be new creations, that's all.

"The city of Turayf is the land given to the Turayf tribe by the Caliph. We will not make any concessions on this issue." Although he was very nervous, Faisal still said stubbornly.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Chief. Nanhua will not deny your position as the chief, let alone fight for this pitiful amount of arable land, but..." Faisal's mood was up and down.

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"But what?" Faisal is now worried that the taxes collected by the new army are too high, and he is also afraid that they will do something wrong.

Of course, if only a little money and women can solve this problem, Faisal is not worried. If he can't fight, he can go to the surrounding tribes to rob, and the Ottomans are still there.

"Turayf is going to change his name. Don't look like that. Listen to me..." After watching Faisal stand up and soften his face, Han Jiang took the M18 double-action revolver in his hand away from Faisal's head after sitting on the chair for a while.

"To be honest, your temper is a bit hot." Han Jiang ejected the cylinder, poured out the bullet and wiped it.

Faisal fell into silence as he looked at the Magnum pistol bullet on the small table. This bullet can blow up a person's head like a watermelon.

"Turayf needs to be renamed Turayf Town. You can be the first mayor of Turayf Town, provided that you swear allegiance to Sultan Salman, that should be the name." Han Jiang blew into the gun barrel and put the bullet back into the cylinder.

"Sultan Salman?" Faisal asked in confusion.

"The new Sultan of the Sultanate of Oman, Sultan Salman entrusted Nanhua to manage his territory. Forget it, are you tired of listening to this? Let's go, the time should be about the same." Han Jiang put the revolver in his pocket and walked out of the tent, followed by Faisal.

"Captain, there is an Ottoman who claims to be an envoy of the Ottoman Empire and is here to negotiate." Faisal heard this sentence just after he went out, and he was happy.

The Ottomans may be greedy, but at least they are familiar with it. They will not be as uncontrollable as this person who spits out seven or eight place names in a few minutes. Yes, Faisal is just afraid of being uncontrollable.

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As for his so-called wealth, Nanhua doesn't care about the money earned from raising camels.

"Just right, take it with you!" Han Jiang looked at it, wearing a hat unique to the Ottoman army, which also fits the current habit, military and diplomacy are inseparable.

Since it's best to have someone who knows the business, Han Jiang led a few people and a few troops out of the station, and didn't even look at them during the period, showing his arrogance to the fullest.

"Report! The fire support team is ready!" The artillery lieutenant reported loudly.

After turning the corner twice, the destination was reached. There were two artillery pieces placed under the date palm tree, which were 91-type field artillery.

"Start the show." Han Jiang looked back at the Ottomans and Faisal, turned around and ordered the artillery lieutenant.

"Faisal, who are they?" The Ottomans hadn't figured out the situation yet. He came to protest and told Han Jiang that the forty soldiers from six ethnic groups in the city were ready to use force to expel the outsiders.

"Sultan Salman, a sultan whose name I haven't heard of, do you know who he is?" Faisal looked into the eyes of the Ottomans, wondering if he was lying.

"Lord! It's the cannon! Salman? Never heard of..."

"Then Nan..." Faisal didn't have time to finish his question.

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Boom!

Boom!

The two roars of the Type 91 field gun brought him back to the present.

boom!

Looking at the explosion not far away, the target was a piece of khaki sandstone, which had now been shattered.

Han Jiang nodded. This target was good and could fully demonstrate the destructive power: "Now, Mr. Chief Faisal, are you willing to join the Sultanate of Oman and accept the leadership of the Sultan of Oman?" Han Jiang looked at Faisal.

Faisal suddenly didn't think Han Jiang's awkward Arabic was strange. The Ottomans were strong, but they were under the eaves...

"Of course, dear battalion commander, I have prepared a banquet and hope that you will come. I have a daughter. Although I look like this, my daughter is the most beautiful flower in the surrounding 100 miles..." Faisal stuck to him.

As for the Ottomans? I don't know where they ran off to...

"Will this be too arrogant? Our logistics line is too long, and we will be very passive when encountering a battle." The instructor said quietly.

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"The locals just need to be calmed down. We need to pay attention to the Ottomans. If they dare to attack, we can ambush them in advance. We will win the ambush battle with our mobility!" Han Jiang said: "We are too few and our self-sustaining ability is not good. We must deter them."

"Why didn't I know that we also brought artillery?" The instructor nodded in agreement and asked in confusion.

"The commander stuffed it in. You were checking the supplies at the time. I was so busy that I forgot to tell you.

It can be transported by one vehicle after being disassembled into four parts. There are also 1,000 shells. If a battle breaks out, it can last for a while, but there is not much fuel left." Han Jiang took out the fuel data. There are only four vehicles left, less than 20 tons.

The radio station needs electricity, the generator needs fuel, and the armored vehicle patrol also needs fuel. The fuel consumption of 100 liters per 100 kilometers in the desert is not a joke.

"Buy some camels for transportation when you go to the banquet later. I have sent a telegram to the Corps Headquarters. The supplies will come from Kuwait and arrive within half a month." The instructor took out the telegram.

"Let's go together later. There are a few small puddles nearby, and there is also a small lake in the northeast. But now it is October, there may not be much water. Arrange someone who can speak Arabic to buy supplies and ask if there is any news about oil nearby. Don't mention the word oil." Han Jiang nodded.

………

When Han Jiang arrived at Turayf, Ye Fan also led the Arab Legion into Riyadh. Because the resistance on the east route was the smallest, Ye Fan, who was the least familiar with military affairs, was allowed to lead.

Under the firepower advantage of the South China Army, Ye Fan was unstoppable all the way and basically encountered no decent resistance.

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"Captain Ye, where is the next target?" Su Xuezeng looked at the collapsed wall of Riyadh. If nothing unexpected happened, the Arab Legion would grow stronger after going up.

"The ruler here is the Saudi family, the most restless tribe. Captain Su, we may have to waste some time here." Ye Fan smiled easily.

Su Xuezeng's face was not very good, "The telegram from the Corps Headquarters, the Ottomans clashed with us in Kuwait, urging us to speed up and support the advance team as soon as possible. This is the order from the headquarters to you."

"Has the advance team completed the mission?" Ye Fan asked. He didn't care that the telegram was sent to Su Xuezeng. How could the Arab Legion have such a precious thing as a radio?

"Looks like we have to be a little rough." The division commander signed and gave the order directly to Battalion Commander Ye Fan. Ye Fan nodded, walked out of the temporary command post, and looked at the soldiers of the Arab Legion.

"Riyadh is ahead, a wealthy city, maybe 7,000 people? 8,000 people? It doesn't matter,

Go! Go and plunder everything you see, and finish it within a day! You only need to hand over 70%! And the military merit will be doubled!" Ye Fan shouted loudly.

The first batch of people absorbed into the Arab Legion have become officers. They once hated the South Chinese and Adan's group, but now it is different. They have gained wealth, slaves, and status. Although they are still second-class citizens, it is different. There are third and fourth classes below them!

"Kill!"

"Kill the Saudi family!"

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"End the battle within one day! Keep 30% of the property you have obtained, and double the military merit!"

"End the battle within one day! The gains..."

As the sound spread farther and farther, the soldiers of the Arab Legion began to get restless. Looking at this situation, Ye Fan nodded with satisfaction.

"Go! Children... Kill the Saudi family who disobeyed the Sultan!" Ye Fan drew out his scimitar and chopped it down fiercely. The soldiers of the Arab Legion rushed to Riyadh like a mob.

"How does it feel to be in power?" Su Xuezeng asked after the people of the Arab Legion rushed out.

"What? Are you talking about this machete? It's not even convenient for cutting vegetables." Ye Fan shook his head: "I would rather be a repairman in Borneo. I will have my own repair shop. Maybe I will make an excellent engine, or go to Java to go to college?"

"Sorry, but I have to confirm your mental state." Su Xuezeng nodded apologetically.

"It doesn't matter. It's the same for me. Power is really too charming, but we know very well what we want." Ye Fan said.

"Just like these people, they believe in the so-called God. I have believed in it since I was a child, but this God has never brought me anything. When I was almost starving to death, I didn't get a grain of rice. Instead, I had to offer the fattest meat to it. It's really ironic." Ye Fan looked at the resistance in Riyadh. Maybe there were hundreds of people? But what's the use?

"I don't pursue much. I was only thirteen when I immigrated. Nanhua raised me for seven years. Now it's time for me to give back to Nanhua..." The Arab Corps had already rushed into Riyadh, and Ye Fan showed a regretful expression.

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"What a pity, if I wasn't in a hurry..." Ye Fan shook his head.

"Are there any news about Adam and the others?"

"No, but there is heavy firepower along the way, don't worry." Su Xuezeng was also full of emotion. Everyone's fate is very similar, and everyone's pursuit is the same.

"Heavy firepower? Aren't they in the mountainous area?" Ye Fan could still understand the map.

"It was originally confidential, but you have the title of battalion commander. In order to ensure the smooth battle, Commander Zheng applied to the mainland for 6 152mm self-propelled howitzers. Do you know tracked armored vehicles?" Su Xuezeng asked.

After seeing Ye Fan nod, Su Xuezeng continued: "It is a bit similar to that one, but it is larger and has wider tracks. It has a 152mm howitzer as a weapon. Mecca is only 80 kilometers away from the Red Sea, and the self-propelled howitzer will land there."

"How powerful is the 152mm artillery?" Ye Fan didn't have much idea in his mind.

"152mm naval artillery, shells weigh 5kg or 57kg, killing radius 50, one shot can knock down a house. Just now we fired 17 shells to destroy the wall of Riyadh. If we use 152, we only need to hit two shells to knock it down." Su Xuezeng pointed at the wall and said.

Ye Fan looked at the thick wall and fell into silence...