1890 King of Southeast Asia

March 15th, in the mountainous area in the northwest of the Mesopotamian Plain, at the border between the Huaxia Empire and the Ottoman Empire.

This is the border between the Huaxia Empire and the Ottoman Empire. Due to historical reasons, the population here has gradually migrated to the Huaxia Empire islands in recent years and has gradually become deserted.

In early March 1916, a British army that was scattered in the Dardanelles was forced to the border area by the Ottoman Army.

At that time, the garrison and production and construction corps in the Mesopotamian region noticed the abnormal movements of the Ottomans on the border, but did not take further action.

After all, according to common sense, this is an isolated army that has experienced a retreat of thousands of kilometers, and there are Ottoman border guards in the border area.

No matter how you look at it, tens of thousands of Ottoman border guards should be able to easily deal with this outrageous British army that has run thousands of kilometers.

But it is so strange that this scattered British army broke through all the encirclement of the Ottoman border guards and rushed to the border.

Yuan Gongbao and many old Beiyang were sent to Arabia after the revolution for the principle of maximizing resources. Due to his special status, he was assigned to the Mesopotamian reclamation area.

The entire northern Mesopotamia, including the part bordering the Persian region, is directly managed by the production and construction corps of the reclamation area.

Old Yuan is the deputy director of the reclamation area, responsible for administrative and logistical matters, and also holds the title of division commander of the construction corps, which can mobilize militia to a certain extent.

During this period, other people in China thought it was okay, including the army, and they did not think it would affect themselves, but Old Yuan did not think so.

There is no reason, it is just an intuition, but he believes in his intuition, and his intuition has helped him avoid countless disasters over the years.

So, he took the militia and followed the Ottoman Empire in the border area, and went wherever it was lively.

Because of the previous wars and confrontations, there are not many people living in the border areas of the two countries. The original population has migrated, forming a buffer zone dozens of kilometers wide.

Once here, various spies of the Ottoman Empire and scouts of the Huaxia Empire fought endlessly. After a brief peace, these traces were eroded by nature.

"What kind of roads are these, second brother, hold this up." Ke Ding wiped his hair and complained to his second brother.

His workplace is not close to home. He finally took a vacation and came back with his family. As soon as he came back, he was requisitioned by his father. Not only was he requisitioned, but also his newly bought car.

At first, they took the main road, then the simple hardened road, then the dirt road with floating soil, and finally the wilderness where only a little road shadow could be seen vaguely.

Sure enough, this private car broke down.

"Okay, hurry up." Ke Wen has evolved from a weak cultural person to a strong cultural person.

His job is a Chinese teacher, but because the school lacks manpower, teachers are generally all-rounders.

He not only serves as a physical education teacher and logistics director, but also works part-time as a canteen chef, electrician and other professions.

These jobs gave him a body of muscles, which made Yuan Gongbao happy for a while.

"Okay, really, I don't know why the old man is so tormented." Ke Ding crawled out from under the car, looking helpless.

"The old man is not worried..." Ke Wen smiled and wanted to explain.

This kind of life does not have so much flattery and intrigue, and there is no need to worry about assassination or the sudden extinction of the whole family one day. Ke Wen, who was born in this environment since childhood and does not like fighting, feels that the current life is life.

"Worry? What are you worried about? Worry about yourself. Who are we? To put it bluntly, we are the remnants of the previous dynasty. We come here to be exiled. It's best to stay here honestly."

"But we can be regarded as breaking the record. Others are exiled for 1,000, 3,000, and 5,000 miles. We are exiled directly for 10,000 miles and have reached the west of Persia. There has never been such a thing in history."

Ke Ding knew what he wanted to say at a glance and interrupted him directly.

Bang...

"Is it a gunshot?" A voice came from afar. Ke Wen was a little confused, and Ke Ding rushed directly to the hilltop beside him.

"It came from the north. No one is seen. The distance should not be close. The scale may be large. Okay, get in the car and leave here first." Ke Ding looked around and saw no one, so he chose to get in the car.

Because they stopped to repair the car, they were a certain distance away from most of the people.

The car drove northwest along the border. Along the way, Ke Ding found many sentinels, which seemed to be patrolling.

It's not that Huaxia didn't find it, but just didn't take it to heart. Although Mesopotamia has only one regular army division, it has eleven militia divisions.

Not far away, Arabia has a regular army and three construction corps divisions that perform security tasks and protect oil production.

And the Ottoman Empire has only more than 10,000 people in the border area. What can it do?

"Brother, look, they ran to our territory and fought." Kevin pointed to two groups of people chasing and fleeing under a small hill.

"These dogs, speed up and go find the old man." Ke Ding cursed when he saw this, looked at the weapons of the two men, two rifles, and decided to find the big army.

The car drove forward quickly. When the silhouette of a person could be vaguely seen, Ke Ding heard gunshots coming from the front.

"The old man was attacked?" Ke Wen stood up in shock.

"This is the sound of a machine gun, and it is a light machine gun produced in Nanhua. It should be fine if it stops." Ke Ding shook his head and continued to drive forward.

A few minutes later, the two arrived at the scene. The militia was digging a pit, and there were a lot of corpses on the ground.

Through the dirty but vaguely recognizable clothes on the corpses, Ke Ding recognized the identities of these people.

"Asan? How did the Ottomans do it? Can Asan let it go?" He didn't think about why these Asan died.

A group of defeated soldiers, anything could happen. In Gong Bao's life, he saw too many defeated soldiers, so he came to stare.

As for the attack, the cause was that after seeing the militia, Asan mistakenly thought they were Ottomans, and they had already raised their hands to surrender, and then found out that they were a group of Chinese.

Asan likes to rank the most. The British are greater than Brahmins, Brahmins are greater than foreign whites, foreign whites are greater than Kshatriyas, and Kshatriyas are greater than other Indians.

There are no Chinese. Yes, in the eyes of Asan, the Chinese are the type that can be bullied at will, after all, they have a good master.

Then, Asan decided not to surrender, and asked the militia to hand over their weapons and vehicles, as well as water and food.

Gong Bao did not agree. He looked at the sky, and asked them to put down their weapons and ensure safety, while making a gesture behind him.

The four machine gun groups quietly retreated behind the crowd, went around to the two sides, and set up their weapons.

This group of Indians was completely defenseless, because in their eyes, they were just facing a group of inferior people.

According to the tradition of the Indians, the superiors can treat the inferiors at will and plunder them at will, and the inferiors cannot resist.

Then, there was a machine gun raid, and the rifles finished off the dozens of Indians. They were completely solved in two minutes, and the militia was not even injured.

After the fight, Gong Bao ordered to dig a pit on the spot, throw them in, burn them, and bury them to destroy the bodies.

"I really am, what am I doing back?" Ke Ding held the engineer shovel and wiped his sweat. Not long after he caught up, he was assigned to dig a pit.

"Another person is coming..." Ke Wen looked at the north.

Another team crossed the border. The uniforms looked different from those of the Indians, and they were not the uniforms of the Ottomans.

"Don't worry, look, they are chatting peacefully... Damn! How dare they?" Keding was watching the militia translator chatting peacefully with the group of people, but suddenly they started fighting.

Of course, it was not the militia and the group of people, but the group of people and the pursuers behind them.

"Nonsense! This is the territory of the Huaxia Empire. All foreign troops are not allowed to use force on the territory of the Huaxia Empire, let alone fight!" Gong Bao also spit at the representative sent by the group of people.

Unlike the Indians who don't know their own weight, this Australian who was fresh out of the British and Australian army and fought thousands of miles after the failure of the Dardanelles was very sincere.

"General, we have no ill intentions, but the evil Ottomans are shooting at us. We use weapons only to protect ourselves."

"We are willing to lay down our weapons and accept the arrangements of the neutral Huaxia Empire in accordance with international practice, but the premise is that we are safe." The Australian said.

After the translator translated the information to Gong Bao, Gong Bao did not express too much.

In fact, he thought that killing one person was killing, and killing two was also killing. He didn't want to go through so much trouble. After collecting people, he had to deal with the British. If he was not careful, he would be tricked by the British.

Not only did he think so, many people in the border area received similar notices. Of course, there was no written order for this kind of thing.

"What a waste, running thousands of miles in his own country without being caught." Gong Bao looked at the Ottomans and spit out a sentence.

"Warning fire, mortar fire a shot at the hilltop." Cursing is scolding, but still have to take care of it.

Tong!

Tut tut tut...

Boom!

The sound of machine guns and explosions startled the warring parties, and a car took advantage of this gap and rushed into the middle of the two parties.

"This is the territory of the Huaxia Empire, unidentified armed forces, you have invaded the territory of the Huaxia Empire, immediately lay down your weapons and accept our military management."

The officer in the car held a loud speaker and shouted in English and Arabic, then took out a flag and waved it.

Five more cars drove out from behind, driving towards the two wings of the two firemen, making a gesture of encirclement.

Although they spoke Arabic, not Turkish, due to historical reasons, many officers in the Turkish army, especially the border troops, could understand Arabic.

After the translation, the Turkish army was in a panic, because they were in a panic because of the invasion. They didn't expect to be chased abroad.

Then they saw several cars surrounding them. The Turkish dragoon commander knew that he couldn't wait any longer. He could leave the quibbling to others and retreat first.

"Retreat!" The commander shouted, turned his horse's head and galloped out.

"Stop them!" Gong Bao saw this and quickly ordered.