1890 King of Southeast Asia

On November 25, Lieutenant General Methuen's vanguard launched a tentative attack on Kimberley, but was repelled by the Boers stationed in Kimberley.

There were only 800 Boer police and militia stationed in Kimberley, and the rest of the soldiers were transferred to the main force. The Boers were preparing to fight a decisive battle with the British.

Kimberley, a once glorious city, is now a ruin. When besieging Kimberley, the British set up various bunkers and barricades, so the Boers used most of their shells to attack it.

For this, the Boers also paid the price of hundreds of deaths and thousands of injuries.

"My friend, your situation doesn't seem to be very good." Wang Tinghan's tone was full of regret, but his heart was very excited.

"I heard gunshots. Did the British fight back?" Wang Tinghan looked concerned.

"Yes, the damn British were easily repelled by us." Franco's expression was particularly complicated, with fear, anger, confusion, etc. mixed together.

"My friend, did you come here to know that I have received a batch of goods? You are really well-informed." Wang Tinghan taunted Franco and took Franco to the stable.

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"I have always wondered why you always keep the trading location far away in the basement of the stable. Now no one is searching you..." Franco's tone was complicated, especially when he saw the horse manure.

"Sorry, I'm used to it." Wang Tinghan shrugged and went into the basement.

"In view of your ammunition situation, I specially sent it over in an expedited manner, 1.5 million rounds of 79 rifle bullets, 500,000 rounds of 7mm rifle bullets, and 500,000 rounds of 43mm machine gun bullets, a total of 2.5 million rounds." Wang Tinghan opened several boxes.

"This is... bullets imported from the UK!" Franco looked at the ammunition box and opened his mouth wide.

"Yes, you don't know how much effort I spent on this batch of ammunition. Their price is more expensive, 50,000 pounds, a total of... 200,000 pounds, take this batch of ammunition away." Wang Tinghan looked like I was thinking about you.

This batch of bullets was really obtained by Wang Tinghan, from the British, at a price of 10,000 pounds, almost five times the market price.

The person who sold it was a British officer. Coincidentally, not long after the final payment was made, this supply point was destroyed by the "Boers".

"My friend, I need some weapons, and I will give you a satisfactory price." Franco pulled Wang Tinghan over and said seriously.

"Oh! God! My friend, you are really lucky. I happen to have 400 rifles, all of which are treasures. I want to keep them for my own use. Only you, my friend, I will not sell them to others!" Wang Tinghan pulled out several boxes.

"Although you may not like it, I still have to say that the Lee Enfield 7mm caliber rifle produced by the Enfield Royal Arsenal is a British standard rifle, one of the most advanced rifles in the world, and it is brand new and unopened!" Wang Tinghan opened a box and took out a Lee Enfield.

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"I spent a lot of money to get this batch of guns. The friendly price is 20,000 pounds, a total of 220,000 pounds. Should I pay with gold?" Wang Tinghan took the empty gun and aimed it, and said to Franco with a smile.

God has mercy on me. In just one month, the gold worth one million pounds was stored in various places by the Information Department. It will be shipped out after the war. And looking at the current situation, he can earn more. After all, he has a relationship with the British army...

"Half in gold and half in pound notes. Kimberley doesn't store much gold. I need more shells. You can name the price!" Franco said.

"Shells..." Wang Tinghan looked embarrassed: "It's not very convenient to send it to Kimberley. It's not just a matter of price. The British have already started counterattacking. It's possible that the road will be unobstructed."

"Double the current price!" Franco's veins suddenly appeared.

"Of course! With our deep friendship, we can always find a way. Three thousand shells, if you are willing to pay, we will cover the shipping." Wang Tinghan showed an eight-tooth smile and shook hands with Franco.

"No, we will be responsible for transportation. Now I know why Europeans hate the descendants of Judah." Franco stared at Wang Tinghan and said word by word.

"Happy transaction!" Wang Tinghan weighed the gold piece by piece, and told Franco the location of the basement of a farm in Orange.

"You can take the gold back first and send it back after receiving the goods. Anyway, our business is still very long." Wang Tinghan only received 220,000 pounds, and the rest of the gold was piled in the courtyard.

"No, I will give it to you sooner or later..." Franco was in a better mood. He was waiting for the telegram to arrive here and left when it arrived.

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Wang Tinghan smiled. The order he received had changed. As long as the Boers could afford the money, they could sell anything. Later it became: As long as it can cause trouble to the British, it is okay to give it away for free.

He didn't know what happened, but since the order came, he just executed it.

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At about the same time, the 8th and 10th Divisions of the Ottoman Empire (I compiled them) and more than 10,000 auxiliary troops had their first contact with the 1st Division of Oman.

This contact took place in the Jahra Oasis, about 50 kilometers away from Kuwait City. After entering Kuwait, the Ottomans marched more than 200 kilometers and arrived here.

Jehla Oasis is the most important oasis in Kuwait and the agricultural base of Kuwait. In the desert, it is a battleground for military strategists. Zheng Lei intends to test the combat effectiveness of the Ottomans here.

On the 24th, a Turkish infantry battalion arrived in Jahra. Two infantry battalions and two artillery companies of the 2nd Regiment of the 1st Division of Nanhua Oman were stationed in Jahra.

The Turks used Mauser rifles, M1889 or M18 bullets, and the ammunition was universal.

There was no artillery at the Turkish regiment level. There was an artillery regiment at the division level. The two artillery battalions had a total of four artillery companies and 16 artillery pieces, most of which were German-made 75mm artillery pieces.

At 4 pm on November 24, 1899, the Ottomans launched an attack on the Nanhua Kuwait leader without declaring war.

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"Get ready! The enemy is coming." Jiang Zhenhua held a Type 91 rifle and stared at the Gobi Desert hundreds of meters away, with figures swaying one by one.

"A Bing, the machine gun is not allowed to fire without an order, do you hear me?" Jiang Zhenhua shouted to the machine gunner not far away.

"Don't worry, platoon leader, I, A Bing, will not shoot without an order." A Bing fiddled with his machine gun and said without looking back.

Jiang Zhenhua shook his head. At this time, the Ottomans had completed their offensive preparations and began to advance towards the Nanhua position under the order of the officers.

Ye Huaixiang, the commander of the First Oman Division, who was in charge of the command, deliberately did not use artillery and machine guns. There was only one battalion on the opposite side, and it was not worth exposing firepower.

The Ottomans adopted the method of scattered attack, but they still advanced straight forward without tactical evasive actions.

"Free fire." The Ottomans approached 300 meters. At this distance, some precision shooters were already certain to hit, and Ye Huaixiang gave the order to shoot.

Jiang Zhenhua adjusted the sight and aimed at the figure at a distance. At a distance of 300 meters, the figure was not as big as the crosshairs. Except for a few precision shooters, everyone else was just trying their luck.

Even in the First World War, the fighting distance was mainly within 200 meters. What about farther? It is better to receive well than to fight well.

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Bang!

Jiang Zhenhua pulled the trigger and looked up. He couldn't see clearly, but he could still see that no one fell.

"What a pity..."

Jiang Zhenhua looked at the child next to him, his face full of black lines.

"Wei Rongjue!" Jiang Zhenhua stared at the soldier who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Yes!" Wei Rongjue stood up at once, and Jiang Zhenhua kicked him over.

"Don't you want to die? We are fighting!" Jiang Zhenhua said unhappily, "I really don't know what you learned in the recruit camp."

"Forgot, forgot..." Wei Rongjue got up and lay on the edge of the trench.

"Quick, shoot." Jiang Zhenhua said.

Wei Rongjue picked up his rifle, set the sight, and slowly aimed.

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"Understood!" A Bing opened the machine gun safety and pulled the trigger.

Boom, boom, boom...

The machine guns on other fronts also sounded, forming a crossfire, like cutting wheat, easily killing dozens of people.

"Send a signal to retreat! Quick!" The battalion commander shouted loudly, and a signal flare immediately went up into the air. The Ottomans on the front line ran away, but they couldn't resist the faster bullets.

After two attacks, the Ottomans left more than a hundred people.

"The enemy has machine guns and cannons, which should be the main force. Build fortifications to defend against possible attacks by the enemy." The battalion commander looked at Amir's body with a missing arm, sighed and said...