C480 Who was that person?

Who is that person?

South of Malacca Strait, Singapore … Yes, in nineteenth century, it's not called Singapore, the Chinese call it Singapore, but westerner is used to translating to star slope.

At nine in the morning, the sound of boots trampling on the ground suddenly came from the busy dock. From afar, the sound of the number one two and one could be heard, and when people focused their eyes, they saw a group of British soldiers in formal attire trotting towards the dock, and those with sharp eyes actually saw that the rifles in the hands of these soldiers were all brand-new.

"Heavens, why did this group of Yang Ancestors come out?" On such a hot day, why are you not in the military camp drinking and eating fruits, and instead coming out to train? "

"Bullshit, are your eyes assholes? Your family needs a brand-new military uniform for drills, and even a brand-new gun? "It looks like we're welcoming our guest …"

"Esteemed guest?" How expensive! After all these years, they had never seen a foreigner become the ceremonial soldier. Usually, they would only bring a few foreign military officers and a group of native soldiers to serve as their base … All of them were foreign soldiers? "Is it the queen?"

"Bullshit …" Those listening to the gossip around could not hold it in any longer, and slapped the back of their heads. "What about the Queen? If the Queen really comes, the whole Strait will be blocked off by the British warships!"

"I'm guessing there's an eighty percent chance that that person came back …"

"AHH!" The surrounding people exclaimed, "That person is back?" Are you for real? "

There was no need to mention that person's name. In the current Singapore, there was only one person in Southeast Asia who could be described as' that person ', the legendary hero who had shocked Europa and shaken the legend that the Westerners could not defeat. Only he could not use the word' nominee 'in exchange for everyone's surprise.

"Damn, let's get down from business. We won't be doing business today …" "Let's all go to the pier, I want to see who that person is going to be …"

"Guys, it's the day off. The boss is taking a day off today …" That person may be coming to the Singapore … "

"Oh god, I'm not selling my food anymore. Let's go to the dock …"

All the businesses near the Singapore Pier closed their doors and closed their businesses. The farmers on the streets who were carrying the burden of buying vegetables and fruits also threw their burdens and rushed towards the pier. In the end, even the foreigners and wealthy Chinese merchants who were enjoying life in the coffee house were alarmed.

When 'that person' '' s voice resounded through every street, the rich Chinese merchants with brocade clothing threw away the newspapers in their hands and dashed out of the coffee shop like wild horses.

The discarded newspaper flew in the wind, and when it landed on the rattan chair, a large photo was projected in front of everyone's eyes. It was a scorched earth battlefield, with blood flag flying in the wind, and the majestic man under the flag was the one who had created the miracle on the stone bridge, the man from East Asia.

Just as he was crossing the Indian Ocean, the newspaper that was passed down from Europe had already arrived in front of him. Right now, in all of East Asia, especially the Malacca Strait area, all the Chinese people already knew about the miracles that 'that person' had done in Europe.

The scene of the new army entering Singapore was still floating in front of everyone's eyes. But in the blink of an eye, half a year had passed, and that group of young soldiers, with auras like a rainbow, had actually managed to accomplish such a big thing in Europe.

The Mediterranean Sea had exploded with French battleship s, the hamburger had bravely saved orphans at an orphanage, the Fa Li border had crippled the French cavalry regiment, and the media had once again stepped on the France to establish a high ground for public opinion.

Even amongst the Poo War, they could use the weak troops to defend the Shiqiao uplands to the death, winning the whole battle over time. The stone bridge miracle had even established Xiao Letian's position as a military general.

In the 19th century, the information transmission between East and West was still lagging behind. telegraph line did not connect to the entire world, so people only transmitted their information through word of mouth, as well as to those outdated newspapers.

The citizens of the Singapore started to receive newspapers sent from Europe a month ago. In the beginning, the ruler of the Singapore, the Governor of England, and the military officials sealed the newspapers in their circle of foreigners in fear, not daring to let them see it.

The domination of the colonies was a university question, and the absolute absence of heroes among these indigenous peoples was detrimental to the rule of the Europeans. However, the situation changed when Xiao Letian passed through the Sinai Peninsula. The Governor of England and the officials suddenly realised that the important figures in London had given him an olive branch.

The delay in the information not only troubled the ordinary citizens, but also the rulers. If these Governors had known earlier about the attitude that London had towards Xiao Letian, they wouldn't have dared to openly sell that boat of firearms to the Frenchmen, and even more so, wouldn't have allowed Molière and the others to share the information.

All the Asian governors could only think of one method, which was to do everything they could to hold Xiao Letian high up in the sky, and give him the face that he loved the most. This way, they could please him and perhaps alleviate the awkwardness.

It was because of this mentality that the European newspapers started to spread widely in the East Asian colonies without any restrictions, and without a doubt, they were all positive reports that leaned towards Xiao Letian.

This time, the Chinese community was in an uproar. Everyone looked at those incredible photos and read those difficult to imagine articles. An indescribable sense of glory filled their hearts.

Countless citizens stayed up all night drinking and celebrating, congratulating 'that person'. There were even countless Chinese Shang that paid for themselves to translate and print European newspapers, and distribute them to the various Chinese circles in Southeast Asia. That person's prestige in South Asia was already so high that it was impossible to look up to.

Today, the British garrison in Singapore had made an unusual move. They were all dressed in new clothes, each with five people and six people. The Chinese people could tell what was going on with just one look, and within a short period of time, the entire city was filled with a single call: "That person is back, that person is back …"

That person was currently in the Malacca Strait, standing on the deck of the British merchant ship.

The term "near home" could not be used to describe Xiao Letian. At this time, he had also changed from his previous dejected look from when drinking to when he pointed out the mountains and rivers around Malacca in high spirits.

"Singapore will become the most prosperous place in South Asia sooner or later. Malacca Strait is not wide, and the average depth of water is not enough either. Only by getting close to Singapore can we build a deep water pier. I firmly believe that in the future, when the tonnage of the ships becomes larger, the Singapore Pier will definitely become the first port in South Asia … "

Xiao Letian was in a good mood. The main reason was because the British intelligence officer had just delivered the latest intelligence, no one expected that the Ryukyu had not been lost yet, and was still under the control of the new army. This was truly unexpected, and caused Xiao Letian's originally low morale to once again burn fiercely.

"Prime Minister, our ship will arrive at Singapore this morning. His Excellency the Governor has prepared the most appropriate welcoming ceremony, I believe it will give you a perfect ending to your journey …"

"After the Singapore, even if we enter the waters of the Southern Sea, we have already completely left the circle of power of the French. Other than the ten battleships that we fought in the Ryukyu, the French have no other way to attack you." Dear Prime Minister, your journey is safe now... "

The British intelligence officer specially rode on the frigate last night to welcome Xiao Letian, and had also sent him the most detailed intelligence so far. Xiao Letian did not even open the documents, just looking at the intelligence officer's humble expression, he had already guessed it to be true.

Now, this Englishman still dared to act good in front of him. Am I really safe? The English intelligence personnel listened to me a few times less and I was moved. Why is the welcoming ceremony so grand? "Drunk or something?"

"I don't know what you guys are thinking. London clearly had a policy of restraining the mainland, but how did it end up in the hands of you colonial officials?" It looks like I really need to write a letter to Prime Minister Derby praising your exploits... "

All of the sweat on intelligence officer's forehead started to drip, "Prime Minister … You misunderstand, you really misunderstand … Our British colony did not help Molière, your guess is wrong … "

sneered a few times at the intelligence officer who was too lazy to even remember his name, human nature was just like this: stepping down from the top, these colony officials previously looked down on him, and eavesdropped on his words, because they did not believe in his abilities.

In their eyes, even if Xiao Letian returned back home, he would only see the conquered Ryukyu and the news that would be sent from Europe would only be dealt with with with with suspicion.

Meet the Prime Minister, pay attention to the Queen and the like, all of these were lies! These people who were used to being big lords in the colonies, did not believe that the Asian could be the only one to lead the show in Europa.

Until now, reality had slapped them hard. Although the Ryukyu was in danger, she did not lose face, and the series of information that came after made the Governors even more shocked. It turned out that the Count de Beer had personally visited the hamburger to meet with Xiao Letian in secret.

It was said that the two of them had eaten seafood and fought, but the Count de Beer still spoke good words about Xiao Letian. Even the Queen's question was pushed back by the old prime minister.

Not to mention the Europeans who could not flatter their horses, even that was nonsense. When they met a precious horse, they guaranteed that they would be even better than the Eight Flag Servants.

intelligence officer took out his handkerchief and wiped his sweat, and said in a low voice: "Prime Minister, after this meeting between you and the Governor, we will send a letter to Molière as the colonial governor. Don't worry, we are willing to become the mediators of this war, British Empire will not let our friends suffer losses …"

Aiyo, these words caused even Sima Yun and Xiao Hexin to be unable to listen any longer. The two of them turned to look at the ocean, thinking, this Englishman is too shameless, she's calling me a friend?

But Xiao Letian did not accept the flattery, he looked towards the northeast coldly: "Do you want to adjust it now? "I'm afraid it's too early. The results of this big exam haven't even come out yet. How can I interrupt it earlier …"

"I believe in my soldiers, and I also believe in the people who are inspired by me! If they don't pass the test, then I don't have to bother with them anymore.