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Chapter 1007 The flood washed the Dragon King Temple

Almost while the Ming army conquered Rumanai on the Mediterranean coast, the Ming army in Suez City won the Suez victory and annihilated nearly 20,000 Mamuliuks. Without any communication between the two sides, the Ming army stationed in Ou and the Ming army stationed in Tianfang Peninsula sent troops to capture the north and south ends of the Sinai Peninsula almost at the same time. What benefits does such an action benefit?

On the one hand, it was certainly because of the expansion spirit of the officials during the Gansheng period, but on the other hand, they were probably keenly aware of the importance of the Sinai Peninsula, to the Ming Dynasty, and even to the world. Even though its importance had not been shown in this era, they had long been eyeing these places, and all they lacked was a reason and excuse.

When they see an opportunity, of course they will not take advantage of a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and immediately decisively send troops. Their decisiveness is even far beyond people's expectations.

At the end of 1665, the two wars in the north and south of the Sinai Peninsula would bring to the world, no one knows yet, but one thing that is certain is that the war changed the fate of many people. At least for Ma Yuqiang, his fate changed because of this war. He was originally just an ordinary immigrant from the Straits Colony, and was an army that joined in response to the conscript.

Becoming a soldier is definitely an enviable thing in China. If he had the opportunity to become a soldier back then, he would never have gone overseas, and even went to the Straits Colony, which was very desolate. Even until now, he didn't know why he had arrived here.

However, it is precisely because of this reason that he has the opportunity to become a military household. Perhaps this is what Sai Weng means to lose his fortune!

Although he was riding a horse, Ma Yuqiang yawned from time to time. It was not really sleepy, but sunlight. Although it was almost the twelfth lunar month, this place was like a strait breeding area. There was no heavy snow flying all over the sky, nor the biting cold wind. The weather was a bit like autumn. When the sun was sunny, it was so comfortable.

"Yuqiang, don't just sleep, be careful!"

The captain's shout made Ma Yuqiang cheer up and said.

"Captain, it's not that I just slept, but that the road was so boring. You said that those locals seemed to have not seen us. They neither resisted nor ran away, and even took the initiative to sell things to us. Don't these people know that we are fighting their country?"

Ma Yuqiang was full of confusion. Born in the early years of Gansheng, he had no hunger in his memory, nor had he experienced wars. Like all the young people who grew up during the Gansheng period, he also studied social science for five years, which is the so-called "primary school". Although he learned Mandarin, arithmetic, museums and music in social sciences, he also knew what "loyalty to the emperor and patriotism" was. When he arrived in the Straits Colony, like all immigrants, he also had the awareness that once the colony was attacked, he would definitely sacrifice himself for justice. However, what he witnessed here completely subverted his understanding.

The locals did not regard them as invaders at all. Not only did they not resist, they even took the initiative to lead the way, guide them, and sell things to them. This was simply... a group of "local traitors"!

"The country does not know that it has its own people, and the people does not know that it has its own country!"

When they got close to each other, they even actively reached out and said hello. They were all in Arabic. As for whether they were fluent or not, they seemed to care.

However, while both sides were greeting each other, Wang Pengju, who noticed that the other party seemed to have had some movement, hurriedly drew out the revolver, and his comrades around him also took out their weapons. The other party also took out their weapons.

"Don't move!"

"Don't move..."

Accompanied by a deafening shout, as both sides pointed guns at each other, they opened their eyes wide in surprise, with doubts in their eyes. Because they could hear it very clearly, whether it was the "Bedouin" or the "Turkish", they spoke Chinese! And they also had various local accents. Even the weapons in their hands were six-sounding revolver guns. This is a unique thing in the Ming Dynasty!

Obviously, they could never be locals. But even so, they still did not put down their weapons, but shouted at each other and asked loudly.

"Who are you!"

"Who are you?"

"I am an official army from the Straits Colony..."

"We are also an official army, an official army stationed in England..."

At this moment, both sides were suddenly stunned. They looked at each other, lifted their scarves one after another, revealing their bright faces.

"Why are you here?"

"Why are you here too?"

"Of course I'm here to deal with the Turks."

"One, those things are really not things..."
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