No one is invincible in the world. Even if they are as powerful as Britain and France, they cannot guarantee that all their military sources are the best.

However, the Qing Dynasty wrapped around East Asian countries and felt that Westerners were invincible, and their inner fear of foreigners had become deeper and deeper in the wars.

The reason is also very simple. On the one hand, it is the shock brought by the strong ships and powerful guns. The technological generation gap makes the backward nations feel frustrated in fighting against gods.

Another reason is that the quality of the troops sent to Asia is very high. Just as Tian Ji Saimali said, the enemy uses the upper horses to fight against the Qing Dynasty's middle horses and even lower horses. How can such a war be unbeaten?

This was the case in both Opium Wars. In the era of sail battleships, humans spread troops across half of the earth, which was a very big adventure in itself and a big gamble.

There are countless dangers in the vast sea, such as typhoons, reefs, diseases, and even colonial riots. Warships are different from merchant ships. They must take into account many factors such as safety and degree. It is impossible for a full fleet to travel thousands of miles from Europe to Asia without half a year.

Because the journey was so difficult and full of accidents, Britain and France had to prepare the most elite soldiers with the highest quality to improve the success rate of the expedition as much as possible.

Not to mention the mid-19th century, even in later World War II, with the industrial strength of the United States, it was a big gamble to deploy troops around the world, and the Pacific War was not smooth sailing.

The expeditionary army selected the best and the best. Facing a group of Manchu Eight Banners and Han Army Green Camp soldiers holding big swords and spears, the result was self-evident.

Today, the sudden attack of Zhiyuan actually completely overlapped the tactics in the story of Hetian Ji's horse racing. These foreign students who are proficient in several foreign languages ​​and natural sciences are purely trained as senior officers, and a group of elite soldiers who have been trained for a hundred years in the Prussian Kingdom have become Shangsi in normal battles.

The poor Dakar defenders, those colonial defenders and servants who thought they were the upper squads, actually didn't even count the middle squads. After all, they were just a group of lower squads and a group of inferior horses.

France has been colonial over West Africa for more than two hundred years, and the Dakar port has sold more than tens of millions of black slaves in these two hundred years. As for gold, ivory colonies, there are countless other goods such as cotton, coffee, etc.

Did the blacks rebelled once during this period? In addition to some small tribes who were blind and dancing with spears and attempted to attack the French army, in addition to giving away some heads to the garrisoned troops as achievements, the entire Senegal region was harmonious like the French back garden.

Two hundred years is enough for people to form a psychological inertia. In the hearts of all the Dakar governors, as long as they can ensure that the annual taxes and goods are paid and local security is acceptable, it is enough for those niggers to steal less things and fight less in groups.

Being a governor in such a place is actually just enjoying happiness and earning qualifications. No one will try to do anything here.

As for those defenders, let alone the officers were worried about whether the African goods they smuggled could be sold at a good price in Europe, the soldiers were worried about whether the wine in the bars would increase, whether the syphilis disease in cities was more prevalent, and as for war, the local elites with high salaries would worry about it. Another bottle of Caribbean rum in the fruits in the equatorial region is life.

Unfortunately, the sound of artillery in 1868 shattered their dreams. The Governor, the officers and all the soldiers were stunned at that moment. They had not conducted live-fire exercises for a year, and everyone forgot what they should do.

"Where did the shelling come from? Who is the enemy? My God, is it that Britain started war on us?"

"I knew it was Britain. The despicable British guys appeared to have reached an alliance with us, teach the Russians a lesson together, and attack China together, but they turned against each other and refused to recognize others!"

"It must be Britain, they have betrayed all the treaties, they declared war on France, my God, now the outside of the port must be filled with the Royal Navy."

In the chaos, people always believe some rumors and even take the initiative to create some rumors. Why is this happening? Because suspicion is a dark ghost, because all of them subconsciously have a fear of the UK, and they are all vaguely afraid that the UK will stab them in the back.

The Royal Navy is too strong, and Britain's national strength is too huge. No country in Europe is not worried. Faced with such a behemoth, everyone subconsciously feels insecurity.

So when people didn't know the enemy situation at all in the chaotic night, this vague concern for Britain instantly became a consensus among the people of the whole city. Even though Molière was shouting that the Chinese were killing him, unfortunately his shouting was ignored at all.

"Damn, where did you come from the country bumpkin? You actually said it was Chinese? When will the Chinese have warships across the earth? Aren't they all covered with big swords and spears?"

Molière, who was wet, never expected that he, an elite member of the upper class from Paris, would be called a country bumpkin in Dakar.

Sun Chujian, who is proficient in French, laughed, "Hahaha, country bumpkin? What an appropriate description, country bumpkin? Hahaha."

"Shut up! Believe it or not, I'll shoot you now." Moli's stern and cowardly took out his pistol and shouted, his face was deformed, but Sun Chujian shook his head contemptuously, "You can't bear to leave it. Without an officer as an expert, I, can you convince those bureaucrats in Paris?"

"Look, I don't know anything about you, right? Don't forget that we are all Chinese, and China has the longest bureaucratic rule of the entire earth. We are too familiar with that group. It is impossible for you to do something without passing their level first!"

"Stop glaring at me, I'll be sure of you. From today on, you'd better be polite to me, otherwise I'll have a thousand ways to provoke the entire French bureaucracy and tear you into pieces and believe me, I have this strength, because in China, we have accumulated thousands of years of such experience."

"Hahaha" Amid the explosion of fire, Sun Chujian burst into laughter, causing the chaotic black people around to look at each other.

Moli's face turned blue with anger. He gritted his teeth and said, "You're ruthless. I don't have time to deal with you now, but don't be arrogant. If you dare to challenge my dignity again, I'm also a mad dog!"

After saying that, he suddenly pushed Sun Chujian and then said to his subordinates, "Take these prisoners to the slums, the slums in the north of the city!" Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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