Roark has always attached great importance to his previous friendship with Winston and Neville Chamberlain. When Roark and Phyllis got married, although Winston and Neville Chamberlain were not able to come to Johannesburg to congratulate them in person, they
They all sent congratulatory messages to Rock and entrusted Xiao Si to give gifts to Rock.
Winston's gift to Rock was a saber from the Qing Dynasty, which was said to have been used by the Qing royal family and was one of the trophies of the Eight-Power Allied Forces when they invaded China.
Neville Chamberlain's gift to Rock was even more precious. This guy bought two French Schneider M1897 75mm field guns from some unknown source and gave them to Rock.
The Schneider M1897 75mm field gun is the famous "Miss Seventy-Five". This artillery pioneered the use of an elastic gun mount. Its rate of fire, shooting accuracy and maneuverability are higher than those of the same caliber artillery with a rigid gun mount structure.
There is a significant improvement.
Because of its light weight and easy movement, the "Miss Seventy-Five" can be used to provide fire support for field troops. It was one of the best-performing rapid-fire guns before World War I and was widely used in World War I.<
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Artillery is Nyasaland's biggest shortcoming at present. Neville Chamberlain's gift came at the right time. Rock had already sent the artillery to Nyasaland for disassembly and requested that it be copied as quickly as possible because France
People are worried about technology leakage, so this kind of artillery is currently unpatented, and Nyasaland does not need to worry about imitating it.
The reason why Rock has good relations with Winston and Neville Chamberlain is so that Winston and Neville Chamberlain can give Rock some help when necessary. At present, it seems that Rock's investment is still worth it. The rebel officer Bai Qi came to negotiate with. When he saw Roque, the officer's salute was very standard. He must have received training in Nyasaland.
"Lord, I have come to negotiate with you on the order of Chief Bambaata -" the officer spoke in fluent English, which further confirmed his identity.
"Stop, I don't accept any form of negotiation. Go back and tell Bambaataa that unconditional surrender is his only way out. Otherwise, you 100,000 people will prepare to be buried with him." Roque did not accept negotiations. Bambaataa is now
Already desperate, Rock can at most ask Bambaataa to surrender decently.
"Sir, if we surrender, can we guarantee Chief Bambaataa's life?" The officer did not argue. It is useless to say anything at this time.
"No, I cannot guarantee this, but I can give Chief Bambaataa a chance for a fair trial. If Chief Bambaataa is worried about being treated unfairly in Natal, then the trial can be held in Pretoria.
"If possible, Roque would not let 100,000 people be buried with Bambaataa.
"So, where are the other leaders?" The officer hesitated for a moment and continued to ask other questions.
In fact, Bambaataa should also know very well that it is basically impossible to obtain a decent result at this point. The conditions set by Roque are already the best result that Bambaataa can face in the face of evil.
Of course, regardless of whether Bambaataa has hope in Pretoria's trial, Roque actually knows very well that Bambaataa is destined to die this time. The difference is that he will either die silently in Sehrabate.
Bei, or be taken to the execution ground after being tried.
In fact, it seems to Roque that he would rather Bambaataa stand trial.
This is not only because of the 100,000 rebels in the canyon, but also because as a police officer, Rock has to maintain the dignity of the law.
Although the final result will not change anything for Bambaataa, the trial can more easily serve as a warning to other Zulus, which is very important.
"Similarly, I don't guarantee their lives. They can all get a fair chance of trial." Rock was indifferent. None of these rebel leaders would be let go. If it weren't for their selfishness, things would not be the same.
It has evolved to this point today.
To be honest, ambitious people are everywhere, and Rock doesn’t hate ambitious people.
What Rock hates are those who coerce public opinion and use other people to achieve their own evil purposes. These rebel leaders did not hesitate when they rebelled. Now they are forced into a desperate situation and only begin to reflect and repent. This kind of behavior is not worthy of forgiveness.<
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The officer didn't talk too much. After confirming Rock's conditions, he returned to the rebel position with a white flag.
"Sir, do you want to continue the attack?" Martin was eager to try. Seeing that the rebels were about to surrender, if they didn't fight, there would be no credit to be gained.
"Give them a day. If they don't surrender tomorrow, then continue the attack tomorrow." Rock is not in a hurry. Now that the rebels have become a turtle in the urn, give them a chance. Then when they attack again, Rock will not hold back. That night, the canyon was really lively. The rebels did not dare to provoke Rock, so they launched continuous attacks on the teaching camp's position.
This time the rebels really hit the wall. Although the training camp's firepower is not as strong as Roque's, the quality of its individual soldiers is much better than Roque's. Coupled with Yaya's ruthless men, the rebel front
Four consecutive attacks were launched in the middle of the night without any gains.
At one o'clock in the morning, in a tent in the center of the canyon, the roar of Bambaataa echoed throughout the valley.
"Continue to attack, we must continue to attack. If we stay here, all of us will die. Don't think that Baron Nyasaland will let us go. It's impossible. We have killed so many white people. Nyasaland
The Baron will never let us go. If we surrender to the Baron of Nyasaland, we will still die after being tried. Listen to me, breaking out with all our strength is our last hope -" Bambatha is like iron
The trapped animal in the cage is making its final struggle.
The other rebel leaders in the tent looked at each other, some with madness in their eyes, some with deathly silence in their eyes, and more with flickering eyes, wondering what they were thinking in their hearts.
"Chief, we don't have the ability to continue to attack. We have lost thousands of people in four consecutive attacks, but we have not even left the mouth of the canyon. The ones fighting us are not even British, but traitors among us.
The British are letting our own people fight our own people, and we can't continue to kill each other." Someone among the rebels saw it clearly.
"Those damn traitors, when we break through the British siege, I will chop off all their heads, and their families, and I will burn all their families to death in front of them. Anyone who betrays Zululand
Anyone who is a traitor will definitely receive the harshest punishment——" Bambaata changed his target to a traitor among the rebels, and cursed again.
"Chief, I think what we should consider now is, if we cannot break through the British siege, what should we do?" A rebel leader asked a sharp question, and Bambaataa immediately began to breathe rapidly.
"What do you mean? Do you want to surrender to the British? I just said that if we surrender, the British will kill us all!" Bambaataa said sharply.
"The British will not kill us all." The rebel leader who spoke earlier was calm.
"Pinar, what do you mean?" Bambaataa's eyes flashed dangerously, playing with a table knife in his hand.
"It's not interesting. Even if we want to attack, we should wait until after dawn. The brothers are already very tired. Let them have a good sleep and have a full meal tomorrow morning before they have the strength to break out." Pienaar didn't talk nonsense.
Wait for Bambaataa to speak, and take the initiative to get up and leave Bambaataa's tent.
Two rebel leaders who were friends with Pinard followed Pinard out of Bambaataa's tent.
Bambaataa didn't say anything. There was deep frustration in his eyes as he stared at Pienaar's back. He even cut his palm with the knife without even realizing it. Blood dripped from Bambaataa's hand, "Plop."
, the sound of "pop" is very harsh.
At night, the rebels in the canyon fell into their final madness.
In the middle of the canyon, the rebels lit several huge bonfires. Countless rebels got drunk around the bonfires. The women who had been taken away by the rebels danced around the bonfires with fear. From time to time, the rebels pulled the women out of the fire.
He dragged her away from the pile, ignored the woman’s cries, and carried her into the boundless darkness.
The entire camp was enveloped in a crazy atmosphere, and no one noticed that more than a hundred heavily armed rebels were walking towards Bambaataa's tent.
The rebel leader is none other than Pienaar.
"Stop—" As soon as the guard outside the Bamba Towers tent raised his gun, he was surrounded by several people. With the sound of several sharp knives being inserted into the body, everything returned to calm.
Bambaataa was holding two women and acting recklessly on the wrinkled carpet. Both women were white, and ordinary rebels would definitely not be able to get involved. The rebels had plundered a few white people, and they were divided among the rebel leaders.
, most of them are Indians.
Among the four colonies in South Africa, Natal has the largest number of Indians. Apart from Natal is Orange. Most of the Indians in Orange are members of the stretcher-bearing team led by Gandhi and their families. "Who!" Bambaataa was awakened when Pinar and his party poured into the tent. When he saw the leader Pinar clearly, Bambaata was heartbroken: "Pinar, what do you want to do? You want it too.
Betray Zululand?"
"Chief Bambaataa, don't talk about Zululand. You are just an ordinary chief in Zululand. There are many chiefs like you in Zululand, so you are not qualified to represent Zululand." Pina
My words took off Bambaataa's last fig leaf, making Bambaataa feel embarrassed and annoyed.
"You bastard, I must—" Bambaataa wanted to get up as he spoke.
Pienaar did not give Bambaataa a chance and continuously pulled the trigger of the pistol in his hand.
Bah, bah bah—
Bambaata fell to the ground without saying a word, and his legs twitched unconsciously on the ground for a while before he calmed down.
From beginning to end, the two white women said nothing, as if they were unaware of everything happening in the outside world.