1890 King of Southeast Asia

No matter what, Liu Yiming was unwilling to give up this layout. In the end, he sent Taishan and two medium-sized cruisers, Luling and Guangling, to deter the Ottomans with force.

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(Names of cities on the territory of Nanhua. Unfortunately, I can't render. When I can, I will make a map.)

On November 6, a self-propelled artillery battalion and a militia division of the Construction Corps loaded ships in Surabaya and Medan Port. Their target was the battlefield.

In the Iraqi region, two Ottoman divisions set out from Baghdad. Unfortunately, their speed was not as fast as Nanhua's troop transport ships (fast immigration cruise ships).

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Mafking, a small town controlled by the British.

"John, John, are you still alive?"

"Who am I? Where am I?" John felt a shake and was still suffocating.

"I am John Jonathan, an army corporal. I ended my service in India three months ago and was transferred to southern Africa. I am now fighting the Boers..." John's mind gradually flashed with this information.

"Yes! I'm still fighting! I'm alone, the Boer artillery hit us, am I dead? It's so uncomfortable, will I feel suffocated if I die..." John felt his mind become slow again.

"What are you doing? He was almost strangled to death, put him aside, those bastards are coming!" This was the last sentence John heard before he fainted.

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"Hu~ha~hahu..." John stood up from the bed and looked around.

"I'm in the hospital?" John hadn't come back to his senses yet.

"You're awake? You slept for a long time..." The nurse said happily, and pressed John on the bed and checked him.

"You are lucky, you were just stunned by the shock wave, but unfortunately, you were almost strangled by a gun, otherwise you wouldn't be unconscious for so long." After the nurse made sure he was okay, she dragged him out of the ward with one hand.

That's right, one hand! Drag him! Drag him out! The nurse was a 1.9-meter-tall, muscular and thick chest hairy burly man.

"Since you are fine, don't stay here any longer. This is a place for the wounded." The nurse pushed John out of the hospital. John shook his head and walked towards his bunker.

"I hope it's still there." Why not go back and ask about the battle situation? The hospital was filled with screams and the smell of opium, "Maybe hell will be milder? Oh! Forgive me, Almighty God..."

John passed through a piece of ruins and came to the edge of the town. Fortunately, the bunker he was responsible for was still there.

"John! I'm glad you are fine. I have good news for you. The Boers have no shells!" His comrade said to him happily.

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"No shells?" John was surprised. Indeed, he hadn't heard the sound of artillery for so long.

"What good news, I hope the reinforcements will come soon!" John picked up his rifle.

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"My friend, you have to know that we are not gods. We have provided five million rounds of bullets, enough for each of you to have one hundred rounds. I know you are very uneasy and want to store ammunition, but we need time to transport it!" Wang Tinghan persuaded Franco earnestly.

Franco had been pestering him for the whole afternoon, but before getting the authorization from Nanhua, Wang Tinghan had no right to open the second arsenal.

"And I really can't get 7mm rifle bullets. This type can either be bought from Germany or customized. No matter what, it can't be delivered here." Wang Tinghan was annoyed that Franco was clamoring for what he didn't have.

"Then sell me some rifles, shells and artillery, my friend, the price is up to you." Franco said impatiently.

Up to now, the Boers still have the upper hand in the war, and the coalition forces even tried to attack the Cape, hoping to get more bargaining chips.

"My friend, the British are sending more troops to Africa, and I need more time to transport the weapons in. Have you ever considered seeking support from the Germans for the 7mm Mauser you use?" Wang Tinghan tried to change the subject.

"Before last year, we could still get it, but last year, William, that despicable villain, reached an agreement with the British and stopped selling arms to us. We only got 20,000 Mauser rifles." Franco began to curse.

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Wang Tinghan was silent for a while, silently calculating the Boers' equipment, 20,000 Mausers, 20,000 1888s, and captured miscellaneous rifles.

No wonder Franco ordered so many calibers of bullets last time, but he had no other ammunition reserves. As for transportation? British warships are cruising in the German colonies and Portuguese colonies in the north, and any merchant ships that dock may be inspected.

In addition to a batch of supplements received at the beginning of the war, Nanhua has stored nearly 40,000 rifles, more than 15 million rounds of various bullets, and nearly 10,000 shells in several bases in southern Africa.

Except for the shells, half of them have been sold. The news just received was to reduce the export volume of ammunition to the Boers. Although I don’t know what happened, Wang Tinghan doesn’t plan to sell it casually. There are only 2 million rounds of ammunition, 7,000 rounds of various shells, and eight cannons in the warehouse that has been opened.

"According to the calculation, you shouldn’t be so anxious. I will notify you as soon as the goods arrive. Now..." Wang Tinghan gritted his teeth.

"I still have four German-made cannons, but they are second-hand and refurbished, and there are only more than a thousand rounds of shells. Do you want them?" Wang Tinghan thought about it and this was all he could sell.

"Second-hand goods..." Franco was a little worried: "Will it not explode? And can we have more shells? 2mm shells, the front line has almost been hit."

Wang Tinghan stared at Franco in surprise.

"You only took Kimberley and ran out of ammunition?" 3,200 shells, although not much, are still very considerable in a battle, but it is not cost-effective to fight for a small city.

"There are many cities, but because of insufficient ammunition, the siege can't be taken halfway. Machine guns are really good. The British want to launch a counterattack, and we only use one company plus machine guns to defend the front line." Franco smiled.

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"And they destroyed the East-West Cape Railway and put the British under full martial law. Do you know how difficult it is to send things in now? Our expenses have at least doubled." Wang Tinghan pretended not to understand.

"Come and pick up the bullets next week. Four cannons, more than 1,100 rounds of shells. I won't raise the price for you. The package price is 300,000." Wang Tinghan acted like he was helpless and busy.

"There will be shells and bullets next week. As for the weapons, even if they are shipped now, they won't arrive so quickly, and you also destroyed the telegram!"

After a tangle, Wang Tinghan watched Franco's carriage leave with a gloomy face.

"They can't be consumed so quickly. Are they preparing for a new offensive?" The partner counted the gold and stood side by side with Wang Tinghan.

"The British reinforcements came, but they were arrogant. It's a pity for such a good buyer." Wang Tinghan shook his head.

"Let's make a bet! I bet that the Boers will win, and I'll bet on your 9mm revolver." The partner said easily.

"What if I win?" Wang Tinghan stared at his partner.

"Then we should find a way to run away..." The partner shrugged. "Come on, transport the gold out."

On November 6, British General Buller arrived at the Cape, and British troops drawn from various colonies also arrived one after another. The British began to exert their strength, and the second battle after the war was about to break out.

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The battle in southern Africa will have to wait until mid-November, and Han Jiang in Turaif is now in trouble.

"The Ottoman army has three regiments and seven battalions, they are from three Pashas, ​​Mr. Battalion Commander, you..." Faisal said hesitantly.

"Three regiments and seven battalions? Are they all infantry?" Han Jiang frowned, thinking about what he should do if it was true.

"Battalion Commander, the latest intelligence."

Han Jiang looked at the latest intelligence, a piece of paper, from a small town not far away.

"It shouldn't be..." Three regiments and seven battalions, commanded by several different generals, only one battalion is a new-style army, and after investigation, there are definitely not so many people.

"When will they attack? Don't worry, we will give you a chance. When the battle begins, we will send out all the troops. Don't move the camp and the drilling sites in the city center. Who knows if we will lose?" Han Jiang shook his head, threw away the mess, and said to Feisal.

"No! No! How can we lose... That is, battalion commander, where are your reinforcements?" Feisal asked cautiously. The Nanhua Army has not been here for long, but he already feels refreshed.

The Nanhua Army does not have so many requirements, a little insignificant tax, nor does it fight for their women, let alone kill people for no reason.

The cars of the Nanhua people go in and out every day, bringing a lot of things, cheap goods, and various novelties, such as the small box that makes sounds. Because of serving the Nanhua people, many tribesmen have made a small fortune.

If possible, Feisal hopes that Nanhua will stay here, instead of the greedy and stupid Ottomans.

"Reinforcements will take time. The Arab corps closest to us will take at least half a month to arrive. I'll try first." Han Jiang shook his head. The troops that were supposed to support him were gone. I heard that they were transferred to Kuwait. There were enemies here too. It seemed that a war was about to start.

"I have confidence in my artillery. Support will come after a while." Although the support was gone, his battalion was still complete, with twelve armored vehicles, an infantry company, and a firepower company.

It would definitely not work to fight almost five regiments honestly. Only a surprise attack could win.

"Then... I have asked my son to pay attention to their actions. If they set off, I will get the news as soon as possible. It only takes four days to come from Zarqa by camel." Faisal said hurriedly.

Han Jiang glanced at Faisal. This Arab actually agreed with Nanhua more than the Omani. Was it the economy?

"Preserving yourself is the most important thing. If you encounter danger, you can take the camel team south. Our troops are heading north. Nanhua will compensate for all your losses." Han Jiang was rarely more friendly to him.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, Nanhua's policy is assimilation and integration, and it would be best if someone expressed their views.

After hearing Han Jiang's words, Faisal's face also relaxed a lot. I don't know why? Maybe it's money, maybe it's safety, who knows?