South of the Strait of Malacca, Lion City Star Singapore... Yes, in the 19th century, this place was not called Singapore. Chinese people called it Lion City, while Westerners habitually translated it as Star Singapore.

At nine o'clock in the morning, a sound of leather boots trampling on the earth suddenly sounded at the busy dock, and slogans from a distance were heard. When people looked closely, they were actually a team of British soldiers in formal clothes trotting towards the dock. The sharp-eyed person actually saw that the rifles in the hands of these soldiers were brand new.

"Oh my God, why did these foreign ancestors come out? Isn't you hiding in the military camp and drinking and eating fruits on this hot day? You actually came out to practice?"

"Bad, are your eyes? You have to change to a brand new military uniform at home, and even the gun is brand new? This is a matter of looking at the rhythm of a distinguished guest..."

"Distinguished guests? How expensive are they... After so many years, I have never seen foreigners come to be honored as guards. Usually, at most, a few foreign officers came to the scene, and a group of native soldiers stood up to be majestic... Now they are all foreign soldiers? Could it be that the queen is here?"

"Barring..." The people around him who were listening to gossip could not help but go up and slapped him in the back of his head. "It's the queen. If the queen really comes, the entire strait will be blocked by the British ship..."

"I guess, 80% of the people may be back..."

"Ah..." Everyone around exclaimed, "Is that person back? Is it true or false?"

Not to mention that person's name, in Lion City and Southeast Asia, there is only one person who can be described as "that person". The legendary hero who shocked Europa and shakes the Westerners' invincible myths can only be exclaimed without mentioning the name, but also everyone's exclamation.

"Damn it, I won't do business today... I'll go to the dock, I want to see who is going..."

"Guys, it's time for vacation, the boss has a day off today...that person may be coming to Lion City..."

"Oh my God, I won't sell this dish anymore, go to the dock..."

All the merchants near the Lion City Wharf closed down, and the farmers along the street who carried the loads of buying vegetables and fruits lost their burdens and rushed to the wharf. In the end, even the foreigners and wealthy Chinese businessmen who were enjoying their lives in the coffee house were alarmed.

When the voice of "that person" resounded through every street, the rich Chinese businessman in brocade threw away the newspaper in his hand and rushed out of the coffee shop like a wild horse that broke free.

The discarded newspaper fluttered in the wind, and when it fell on the rattan chair, a big photo came into view. It was a scorched earth-like battlefield, with the flag of residual blood fluttering in the wind, and the majestic man under the flag was the 'that person' and the East Asian man who created the miracle of the stone bridge.

Xiao Letian's name had magic power in East Asia at this time. Just as he crossed the Indian Ocean, the newspapers passed from Europe had already stepped forward to him. Now the entire East Asia, especially the Chinese in the transportation hub of Malacca, have already known the miracle that "that person" created in Europe.

The scene of the new army entering the Lion City is still floating in front of people, but half a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and the group of young soldiers with great momentum have actually done such a big thing in Europe.

French warships were sank in the Mediterranean, and the orphans in the Hamburg fire were rescued. The French cavalry regiment was destroyed on the French-Swiss border, and the media war was able to step on France and stand on the commanding heights of public opinion.

Even in the Pudong-Austrian War, the weak army was able to defend the Shiqiao Highlands to the death, winning time for the victory of the entire battle. The Shiqiao miracle even established the position of Xiao Letian as a military master.

In the 19th century, the transmission of information between the East and the West was still very lagging behind. Telegram lines did not connect the world. People's information was transmitted simply by word of mouth and the expired newspapers.

The people of Lion City only started to receive newspapers sent from Europe a month ago. At the beginning, the British governor and military officers, the ruler of Lion City, blocked these newspapers in fear in the foreign circle, and they did not dare to let these Chinese people see them.

Ruling the colonies is a great story. These indigenous peoples must not have heroes, which is harmful to the rule of Europeans. However, after Xiao Lotte passed through the Sinai Peninsula, the British governors and military officers suddenly discovered that the big men in London actually sent olive branches to Xiao Lotte.

The sluggish information not only plagues ordinary people, but also plagues the rulers. If these governors had known about London's attitude towards Xiao Lotte earlier, they would probably not dare to sell the ship of arms to the French, and it would be even more impossible for Molière and others to share the information.

If you do something wrong, you have to make up for it. After thinking about it, these Asian governors only thought of one way, which is to try their best to praise Xiao Letian high and give him the most favorite face of Asians to please him, and perhaps relieve the embarrassment.

It was under this mentality that European newspapers began to spread widely in East Asian colonies without restrictions, and there were no doubt those positive reports that tended to be Xiao Letian.

The Chinese circle is so exciting now that people are looking at the incredible photos and reading those unimaginable articles. An indescribable sense of glory fills everyone's hearts.

Countless people gathered together to drink and celebrate, wishing "that person". Countless Chinese merchants translated and printed European newspapers at their own expense, and distributed them to various Chinese circles in Southeast Asia for free. That person's reputation was already so high in South Asia that he could not be looked up to.

Today, the British troops in the Lion City were dispatched abnormally, and they were dressed in a new way, with five or six people. The Chinese could see the clue at a glance. After a while, there was only one cry in the city, "That person is back, that person is back..."

People were rightly guessing that the man is now in the Strait of Malacca, standing on the deck of British merchant ships.

The word "nearby love" is not available to Xiao Letian. At this time, he changed his previous decadent drinking style and guided the picturesque country around Malacca with great enthusiasm.

"Lion City will sooner or later become the most prosperous place in South Asia, so it is impossible to miss this geographical location... The Strait of Malacca is not wide, and the average water depth is not enough. Only the line close to the Lion City can be built. I firmly believe that after the tonnage of sea ships in the future, the Lion City Pier will surely become the number one port in South Asia..."

Xiao Letian was in a good mood, mainly because the British intelligence officer had just sent the latest information. No one expected that Ryukyu had not been lost until now and was still under the control of the new army. This was really unexpected. This made Xiao Letian's originally depressed morale and burned again.

"Prime Minister, our ship will arrive at Lion City this morning. The Governor has prepared the highest-standard welcome ceremony. I believe it will give your journey the most perfect end..."

"After passing the Lion City, even if we enter the South China Sea waters, we have completely left the French circle of power. Apart from the ten warships fighting in Ryukyu, the French have no force to invade you... Dear Prime Minister, your journey is safe now..."

The British intelligence officer took a frigate to greet Xiao Letian last night, and also sent the most detailed information so far. Xiao Letian did not even open the file. Just looking at the intelligence officer's humble expression, he could guess it.

Now this British man dares to act obediently in front of him. He can't spoil him, "Hmph... am I really safe? I'm so moved when the British intelligence personnel listened to me a few times. Why are you doing such a grand ceremony? Are you getting drunk and putting some secrets?"

"I don't know what you think. London is clearly implementing a policy of curbing the mainland, but why did it become a policy of support for you colonial officials? It seems that I really need to write a letter to Prime Minister Derby to praise your great achievements..."

The sweat from the intelligence officer's forehead was flowing down, "Prime Minister... You misunderstood, you really misunderstood... Our British colony did not help Molière, your guess is false..."

Xiao Letian sneered a few times and said nonsense to this intelligence officer who didn't even bother to remember his name. Human nature is just like this. These colonial officials despise themselves before and eavesdrop on their feet. To put it bluntly, they don't believe in their abilities.

In their eyes, even if Xiao Letian returned to his country, he saw the conquered Ryukyu. The news from Europe was also faced with suspicion.

Those who are used to being old men in the colonies do not believe that Asians can lead the way in Europa.

Until now, reality slapped them. Although Ryukyu was in danger, it was not lost. The subsequent series of information from the British side shocked the governors. It turned out that the Earl of Derby had personally gone to Hamburg to secretly meet Xiao Letian.

It is said that the two had a meal of seafood and had a fight, but in this way, the Earl of Derby still said good things about Xiao Letian, and even the old prime minister was forced back to the queen's questions.

Not to mention that Europeans don’t flatter and flatter, that’s nonsense. When they encounter precious horse butts, they are sure to be more skillful than the Eight Banners slaves.

The intelligence officer took out his handkerchief and wiped his sweat, whispering, "Prime Minister, after the cocktail party with you and the Governor, we will send a letter to Molière as the Governor of the Colonial. Don't worry, we are willing to become the last mediator of the war. The British Empire will not let friends suffer losses..."

Oh, even Sima Yun and Xiao Hexin couldn't listen to this. They turned their heads and looked at Dahai and said that this British man was shameless, so he called him a friend?

However, Xiao Letian didn't take this flattery. He looked coldly at the northeast, "Do you need to adjust now? I'm afraid it's a little early. This big test has not yet come out. How can I interrupt in advance..."

"I believe in my soldiers, and I believe in the people's enthusiasm that has been motivated by me... If they can't even pass this exam, then I don't need to worry about them anymore.

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