The battle surrounding Ryukyu has only entered a truly exciting stage. Although the French bombardment was so crazy, violence was violent enough, but it was less twists and turns.

Now that all the chaos has gathered together to form a huge cyclone, and the super storm in the Pacific is about to break out.

The King of Shangtai and his ministers in Ryukyu have been prepared for negotiations, and now even the new army represented by Fan Jian and Liang Kun cannot stop it.

On the sea, French envoy Molière and Major General Bruce had been excited for two days and had not had enough sleep. The carefully selected French veterans fought with the black indigenous people in the African desert jungle. It should be foolproof to ask them to launch a raid at the negotiating table.

Let’s look at the old traitor Gong Cheng. His wonderful performances in Ryukyu have deceived countless people. No one can guess that this old guy is addicted to selling the country. In his eyes, the excitement brought by deception and selling the country is even greater than smoking cigarettes.

The Ryukyu Island is already in chaos, and other places are not as good as that. Wang Huaiyuan and Sakamoto Ryuma are already wandering on the sea, looking for opportunities to start.

On Kyushu Island, Japan, the Shimazu family, the Satsuma lord, was also working hard. In order to restrain the French, they even burned a large area of ​​civilian areas and forged a big plague. This shows that the Japanese are indeed crazy.

The storm is not limited to the ocean island. On the opposite continent, the Qing Dynasty has already begun secret operations. Countless Eight Banners children began to put pressure on the court under the connection of those who are interested. They even temporarily formed an alliance with Qingliu led by Weng Tonghe, and together they strongly demanded the court that all the remaining forces of the rebel Xiao Letian were investigated.

Qingliu's bullets flew into the Forbidden City like snowflakes, and the secret words of the Eight Banners' playboys also poured into the Palace of Heart through various channels. The powerful pressure has shaken Empress Dowager Ci'an. This is the last calm fuse of the Qing ruling class. Once it has been burned, the anger that has accumulated for several years will erupt like a volcano in an instant. God knows what it will be like at that time.

At this point, even the powerful Hunan Army was helpless. Zeng Guofan's power was on the mainland, on both sides of the Yangtze River, and the ocean was not his stage. No matter what Ryukyu was like, the Hunan Army could not get involved. The old man who first introduced the Hidden Dragon Theory can only pray for Xiao Le silently at home.

The sky in East Asia was already dark and there was no trace of sunshine, but Xiao Letian didn't know all this. He could only make random guesses on British merchant ships and then rely on fine wine to get himself drunk.

This is the territory of the British. People know that every sailor here is a voluntary spy of the British Empire. Every word Xiao Letian and his men say will be recorded by those who are interested.

The Prime Minister's small class and regular war games were stopped. All the officers were bored drinking and basking in the sun on the merchant ships, and the warm wind from the Indian Ocean almost softened their bones.

Everyone hates such a life, but there is only one exception, that is, French gold medal intelligence officer Pierre, who had made three rules with the official Fang before, and promised not to drink when he was working. Then, due to British surveillance, Pierre's intelligence analysis work was stopped.

Pierre almost read this long sea voyage in the wine cellar. His daily life was to drink, learn Chinese, eat, sleep... and borrow Xiao Letian's light. What he drank along the way was good wine that he could not afford on weekdays.

This is really the happiest time for Pierre. You don’t have to worry about not having enough money in your pocket. Although I miss Fangguan every day, I think that I am now going to Fangguan’s motherland to learn about Fangguan’s familiar life and culture. For the sake of future happiness, I can tolerate short-term longing.

However, relaxing vacation time always has an end. After the merchant ship was protected by British warships and was in the port of Jaffna in Sri Lanka, a secret intelligence was sent up.

Facts have proved that Prussian intelligence personnel are still very capable, and the British are not a single piece of the same. There are several secret men who have been instigated among the sailors of merchant ships.

Baskets of tropical fruits, vegetables, meat and grain were brought to the merchant ship, and the chefs and sailors were busy.

"Be careful, be careful. These wooden barrels contain top-notch wine. You will have to work for a year in vain if you break a barrel... This is a fine wine for the guests, and you will be delivered to the bottom cabin winery..."

"Move these air-dried meats down quickly, don't act as a road here... and these mangoes are sent directly to the kitchen..."

The chef is not very good at seeing the officials, but he is quite powerful in the merchant ship. Even the captain dares not offend him. If he offends him, God knows if he has his saliva in the food he gives you.

Under the arrangement of the chef, various foods were transported into the cabin in an orderly manner, and there was also a summary of the Eastern Newspaper carefully prepared by the Prussians.

Pierre, the drunkard, was found in a wine cellar. When the sailor who was carrying the wine barrel opened the hatch, he saw the Frenchman sleeping soundly blocking the aisle. Several sailors kicked him in anger.

"Go back to your cabin to sleep. Can people sleep here? You are not afraid of falling wine barrels on the sea that are smashing you to death. Oh, it's so dead..."

Seeing that the sailors couldn't wake him up, they had to put him out by themselves. At the same time, a wax-sealed paper roll was thrown into Pierre's shirt, without any idea.

Pierre was thrown into his hammock. He lived in the same cabin as him, including Master Long, Sima Yun and Xiao Hexin, who had a knee injury. However, at this time, Master Long and Jack Sima were watching exotic scenery on the deck. Only Xiao Hexin was reading books in the cabin, and he actually read the English version of "Hamlet"

The hatch door was closed, and Pierre snored like a thunderous sound, and lasted for five minutes. The Frenchman suddenly opened his eyes like a ghost, without any intoxication inside.

"Can you understand the English version of Hamlet? There are many medieval ancient English words here."

"It's okay, I can understand the general meaning. If I really don't understand, I can ask the British captain and first mate."

"Oh, God, have you really learned English for more than two years? Then you are such a genius..." Pierre and Xiao Hexin were talking about literature, but they were not idle in their hands. The wax-sealed paper roll was crushed, and they both recorded all the information inside in their hearts at a glance.

He recited it three times and then three times. Finally, Pierre stuffed the roll of paper into his mouth and chewed it desperately, "Oh... Mr. Xiao, the little bit of beef jerky you left is so hard. Give me a sip of wine..."

Gudong Gudong drank three big mouthfuls of beer in a row before Pierre swallowed the unpalatable roll of paper. He whispered, "The situation in East Asia was so severe. Give me three hours. You will go to see the adults now, let's analyze it together..."

After saying that, Pierre looked like a drunken look, opened the hatch and walked out, and happened to collided with two British sailors whom he had "met by chance".

"Why are you...why are you hitting me...going away, don't block my way, I'm going to...go to the deck to bask in the sun..." After saying that, he left.

At this time, Xiao Hexin, who was leaning on a crutch, walked out, "The two gentlemen are sorry, Pierre is drunk, I apologize to you for him..."

"Oh, it doesn't matter, Mr. Xiao is going to bask in the sun, too?" the two sailors asked enthusiastically.

"No, I want to play chess with our Prime Minister. Today is a good weather... Oh, if you don't have any trouble, please give us a tropical fruit, okay? I heard that the fruits in Sri Lanka are very delicious..."

As he said that, Xiao Hexin took out two pounds of banknotes from his pocket and stuffed them into the sailor's pocket. Xiao Hexin was an important officer on the merchant ship, and his identity was much higher than that of the two sailors. Giving a tip was not an insult.

Moreover, the pound in this era follows the gold standard. A pound can be exchanged for nearly 8 grams of gold. Xiao Hexin takes 16 grams of gold, so it is not difficult to calculate how much you can buy.

Although the two sailors had complicated identities, they would not refuse the opportunity to make extra money. Without saying a word, they nodded and walked out. Xiao Hexin hurried to meet Xiao Letian.

"Sir, the Prussian intelligence personnel are really powerful. All the intelligence in East Asia has been summarized during this period. These damn French people have begun to massacre civilians..."

Xiao Hexin lowered his voice and began to repeat the details of the information one by one. Ping'er and Hu Niu, who were beside him, began to hum European opera tunes and cover up the conversation.

Xiao Letian's expression became increasingly serious. This information was only as of the first day of the war. Although it was not comprehensive, it also made people feel the seriousness of the situation.

There were rumors in East Asia. People over eight floors believed that Xiao Letian was dead. The morale of the military was the most unstable. In addition, the French fleet was well-trained and the war started, so they took down Guotou Village and established a landing position, which made all analysts even more pessimistic.

It took Xiao Hexin ten minutes to repeat the information. At the end, he said nervously, "Prussians hope you don't move forward. The situation in East Asia is very dangerous. If you have lost Ryukyu after you go back, then all enemies will attack him in groups, and you will be in danger of your life."

Xiao Letian did not answer immediately. He knew what the Prussians meant. If he turned back to Europe now, under the dual protection of the United States and Prussia, he would definitely have a very good treatment and could even become a political adviser in the opposition. These escaped officers could have their own place to use it.

It is Prussia's promise to be able to save one's life and develop one's career, and Xiao Letian has no doubt about this promise.

If Xiao Letian insisted on going back to Ryukyu, it would be in danger. If Ryukyu had been lost, the French navy would naturally block the ocean. At that time, even Americans could not confront France head-on.

The mortal enemies within the Qing Dynasty would not miss the opportunity to beat the dogs in the water. At that time, they would definitely roll up their sleeves and go on the battle in person. If Caishikou is not good, it will be Xiao Letian's final destination.
Chapter completed!