Chapter 213 Bleeding the British

Author: Seven Years Period

Chapter 213 Bleeding the British

Vienna, Schönbrunn Palace.

Franz dragged Adjani, who smelled of alcohol, towards the bathroom.

Franz tested that the water temperature in the bathtub was just right, and then looked at the unconscious Adjani. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "You have let a group of children be indoctrinated. Is this all you can do?"

Franz lifted Adjani up and was about to put her into the bathtub when he saw Adjani looking at him with a smile.

"If you don't take off your clothes, they will get wet." Adjani's smile was very clean, her eyes were very lively, and she didn't look drunk at all.

Only then did Franz realize that he had been tricked. How could an old goblin who had been involved in dances and drinking parties for many years get drunk by a group of children?

"Then you've been pretending for so long?"

"There's nothing you can do about it, your friends are too bad. If you don't let them have fun, maybe something will happen. After that, I saw that you were very involved along the way, so I will accompany you.

Just for a moment."

Franz threw Adjani into the bathtub.

"Wash yourself away, you smell like alcohol." After speaking, Franz turned and left.

"Franz!"

Franz turned around and saw Adjani raising her eyebrows.

"Wash together?"

"No" Franz went out directly and closed the door.

"Can you help me fold an aloe vera stick?"

"There's it on the windowsill. Make it yourself."

Franz sat at the table, opened the newspaper, and saw a piece of news.

The British Sir John Keane led the army to conquer Afghanistan, and Dost Mohammed fled Kabul and went to Bukhara. His son Akbar Mohammed led the army to continue fighting against the British.

The British supported Shuya Shah, a loser who had been on the throne for thirty years, to return to the throne. They took it for granted that the Afghans would recognize Shuya Shah's orthodox status.

Little did they know that Dost had already eliminated all Shuya Shah's supporters, and now he was just a lonely man. Although the British supported him to become the king of Afghanistan, they were unwilling to give him real rights.

There are still a large number of tribes loyal to Dost Muhammad in Afghanistan, and Akbar Khan Muhammad is a famous war god and military commander in Afghan history.

Historically, the British were defeated at the hands of Akbar Khan, but the hero who defeated the British did not live to inherit the throne of Afghanistan in the end, but was poisoned to death because of his father's suspicion.

As for Dost Mohammed, who was highly praised by Western historical circles, Franz really didn't think there was anything outstanding about him. If cruelty could be considered an advantage, this would be one of them.

Franz wondered if the situation in Central Asia would be more interesting if a heroic commander became the king of Afghanistan.

The Russians, the British, the Khiva Khanate, the Bukhara Khanate, Afghanistan, and Persia. I believe that in this way, the Russians will not be one-sided.

The British could not take advantage of the opportunity to make war profits, because they had to always be on guard against the threat of Akbar Khan.

You must know that the Hindu Kush Mountains between Afghanistan and India are also known as the "Mountains that Killed India."

Legend has it that Genghis Khan's cavalry entered the country from here, causing rivers of blood to flow across India. Not only Genghis Khan, but all the rulers who conquered India in history, except the British, entered India through the Hindu Kush Mountains.

Moreover, if Afghanistan, with its poor land, wants to become a powerful country, the fertile land of the South Asian subcontinent is indispensable.

Franz wanted to know how much blood the British could shed in Afghanistan, and whether Akbar Khan could create a miracle to counterattack the Indian subcontinent?

Franz wrote a letter and planned to have it delivered to the people around Akbar Khan at an appropriate time.

That's right, it was not left to Akbar Khan himself, because this man seemed to be a filial son who had countless opportunities to become a king in his life, but still tried every means to rescue his cruel father.

In the end, Akbar Khan was poisoned by Dost, which was largely due to his foolish loyalty. However, the people around Akbar Khan were not as gentle as him.

After all, those who encouraged and followed Akbar Khan in history thought that he would become king sooner or later. If these people knew that Akbar Khan would be murdered by Dost, the Afghan tribal leaders who knew Dost's brutality

, I will definitely try my best to kill that tyrant first.

As for whether the letter is true or false and who wrote it, it will not matter to the Afghans.

At this time, Adjani came out with her hair disheveled. She was wearing a loose bathrobe, with a gap on her chest that flickered in and out as she walked.

"Franz, is the newspaper so good?" Adjani said and shook her undried hair.

Franz didn't answer her, he just kept talking to himself.

Adjani couldn't hear clearly, so she could only move closer and stroke her long, limp hair beside her ear.

"When did you learn the naked choke?" Although Franz was always sure that Adjani would win in the end, he didn't expect that she would use a lot of messy techniques.

In fact, Adjani's physical fitness is very strong. She can do fifty push-ups and fifty squats in one breath. How can those helpless maids be her opponents?

Some people think that strangling means naked choke, but this is not the case. Different positions are divided into blood choke and air choke. Moreover, the key point of naked choke is not only to strangle the opponent's neck, but also to press the opponent's head hard with the other hand, which is considered a real choke.

Naked twist.

"Look at you beating those children, didn't you explain it to them while beating them?" Adjani said.

"Did you just learn the piggyback throw and the arch bridge throw?" Franz asked.

Adjani nodded.

"You are really humbled." Franz sighed.

"When you have time, recruit a group of geologists and an expedition team."

"Where is the destination? As you know, the terrain of each continent is different, and the types of scholars and explorers who are good at it are also different. If the compatibility does not match, it is easy to get half the result with twice the result." Adjani said.

Franz knew that what Adjani said was right, so he said.

"Africa, Namibia."

"You seem to be very interested in Africa, but as far as I know, the most profitable place in Africa is" Adjani hesitated to speak. It seemed that she was planning to let Franz speak for himself.

"Slave trade, right?" Franz said.

Adjani nodded.

"We're not in that kind of business," Franz said.

"But there is a problem. We need enough manpower to develop a colony. There are currently only more than 600 Austrians in Namibia. It would be difficult to complete the construction of the colony just by relying on them alone." Adjani said.

"You are right, that's why I want to send an expedition team to investigate. As long as important resources can be found, there will be people willing to take risks to go there." Franz said.

"Then why can't we learn from the British?" Adjani asked.

"You mean to capture some homeless people and orphans and send them there?"

Adjani nodded noncommittally.

"We are not pirates after all, but you reminded me that if there are desperate homeless people, we can hire a group to send them there, so that the construction of the colony can indeed speed up."
Chapter completed!