This is the Governor’s Yamen!
When entering the gate of the Governor's Palace, Ahmed looked at it carefully. This building full of Chinese charm, although it is not as majestic as the Tianshi style building, but it is low-key and vaguely reveals the official hall.
majesty.
"Sir, please come with me."
After Chen Yi led Ahmed into the governor's office, Ahmed immediately saluted respectfully.
"The Mahdi State's special envoy Ahmed has met the Governor and wishes the Governor good health."
"No gift."
An Fusheng nodded and looked at this Tianfang man wearing Chinese clothes. No, he should be a Sudanese man.
"There is no Mahdi State in this world, and there is no special envoy. Ahmed, if you have anything to say, just say it directly."
Ahmed was not surprised when the cold words fell in his ears. He just smiled.
"Sir Governor, please believe that the Mahdi has never been willing to be an enemy of the Ming Empire. Rather than being an enemy, we prefer to be a friend of the Ming Dynasty. What we are resisting is the rule of the British. A Sudan under British rule, for
It is a great threat to your country. After we drive away the British, the British will no longer be able to threaten the colonies of the empire through the Sudan, and the free Sudan will become a friend of the empire."
This is the simplest truth. The enemy of my enemy is my friend...Ahmed believed that the governor in front of him would definitely be able to weigh the pros and cons. No one would doubt this.
Unfortunately, the person sitting in front of him was An Fusheng, an imperial army colonel. He asked unmoved.
"There's no need to go that far. Tell us what information you brought and want to tell us."
Uh...why is it different from what I imagined!
Ahmed felt guilty.
"Mr. Governor, listen to me..."
Before he could finish speaking, An Fusheng narrowed his eyes again and stared at him.
"Since you don't want to say it, then go to the prison and say it. Someone come and lock them up!"
Ahmed was dumbfounded by the sudden change of attitude. What... is this?
"My Lord Governor, if the two countries are at war, the envoys will not be killed. This is what you Chinese people say. It is you Chinese people..."
Before Ahmed could finish speaking, An Fusheng sneered.
"Are you an envoy from that country? Drag him down and let the Intelligence Department ask him for information!"
After the so-called "special envoy" was dragged off, Chen Yi looked at the governor in confusion.
"Sir, why is this? They are obviously enemies of the British. We can definitely use them to drive the British out of Sudan!"
He stood up, walked to Chen Yi, patted his shoulder, and An Fusheng said.
"Adjutant Chen, you still haven't figured out who we are!"
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After Brazil, Ming Dynasty stopped expanding!
Ming's ambition was satisfied!
To a certain extent, this is true. After 1878, Ming Dynasty did stop expanding.
It seems that Ming's ambition has been satisfied.
The fact is, and should be, that in South America, the Ming Dynasty occupied most of the Americas.
In Africa, the Ming Dynasty occupied the most fertile areas in Africa.
The pace of empire expansion should stop!
Of course, this stop is not because the ambition has been satisfied, but... it takes time to digest.
Digest the fruits of victory already achieved.
It is also necessary to alleviate the conflict of interests with European countries, especially the United Kingdom. Especially the differences on African issues. Although the two sides have a lot of differences on territorial issues, after several years of negotiations, they finally reached an agreement.
After reaching an agreement, the Ming Empire in the north stopped in Ethiopia and Sudan, and recognized the British occupation of Sudan.
It was also this treaty that gave rise to a real national border line on the land of Africa - in fact, it was a line drawn on the map by diplomats from the Ming Empire and the British Empire.
The national border is actually two boundary monuments, which are erected face to face and looking at each other silently.
On one side was Sudan under the occupation of the Anglo-Egyptian authorities, and on the other side was the colony of Kenya under the imperial rule.
Under the moonlight, on one side of the national border, a short and stocky soldier on the sentry tower walked back and forth on the top of the sentry tower. Occasionally, he would use the searchlight on the top of the tower to shine into the distance, and his eyes moved in the searchlight column -
—The distance is as peaceful as ever.
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"We can switch defenses in half an hour."
Just when he was checking the time on his watch at the entrance of the house and planning when to switch defenses, he didn't notice that in the darkness, dark figures were approaching the sentry tower under the cover of twilight and bushes.
.
A few kilometers away, a group of indigenous people on horseback wearing long robes with scimitars at their waists were observing the sentry tower with telescopes, watching the light beam move back and forth.
"There are only about thirty people here, right?"
Putting down the telescope, Saidi Mubarak Sultan turned around and asked.
"Yes, this is a small sentry tower, with only a small group of soldiers stationed there."
The natives wearing robes and scarves said. Compared with ordinary natives, their skin color is not that dark, and their appearance is closer to the Tianfang people. In fact, they themselves are Tianfang people - their ancestors traveled from Tianfang hundreds of years ago.
Ships came, occupied this land, and engaged in slave trade here. They had been eating grapes, sleeping with female slaves, selling black slaves, and enjoying the beauty of life, until the arrival of the Ming Empire a few years ago destroyed everything.
.
The Ming Empire not only occupied Mombasa and all the surrounding land, but also dismantled their privileges, banned the slave trade, and even forced them to change their beliefs. A few years ago, they had incited the natives-the same slaves they plundered
, launched an uprising against the rule of the Ming Dynasty.
After the uprising failed, they fled to southern Sudan.
Now inspired by the Mahdi uprising in Sudan, and of course with the support and instigation of the Mahdi, Sultan Saidi Mubarak is leading his army to the south in an attempt to take back everything that belongs to him.
"Honorable Sultan, as long as we enter Kenya, there will be people everywhere who are dissatisfied with the rule of the Ming Dynasty. They will definitely welcome our arrival."
"God bless you."
Saidi Mubarak put down the telescope in his hand and said.
"We will definitely take back everything that belongs to us."
Many of the dark-skinned indigenous people only have simple spears and bows, and only a few have rifles, but they have firm beliefs.
Driven by the officers, they cautiously approached the guard tower using the cover of the bushes as if they were hunting.
Although these shirtless natives are not necessarily qualified soldiers, they are definitely good hunters. They move quietly among the bushes just like they did when hunting in the past, and their dark skin hides them perfectly.
In the shadow of the bushes.
Just as he was calculating the time to change defenses at the entrance of the house and thinking about what to eat today, in the shadow of the bushes dozens of meters in front of the sentry tower, a dark figure opened his bow and arrow.
"Whoosh..."
It wasn't a person, nor an arrow. Five or six arrows flew towards the entrance of the house on the top of the tower from several directions. One arrow hit his left arm, and before he could react, several more arrows flew towards him.
hiding in his body,
"Enemy attack..."
The moment he fell, he shouted and tried his best to sound the alarm.
This chapter has been completed!