I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

Hong Fu Khan was in the limelight for a while.

The shit stirrer, the British immediately sent a special envoy to meet with Agub and recognize his regime like a fly smelling shit.

Even Victoria, the foot-washing maid booked by Zhu Fugui, wrote a letter to Yagubo in person to repair it.

Agub also sent his confidant Mirza Shadi to India to meet with the British Governor, and was allowed to recruit craftsmen in India and return to Kashgar to build an arsenal.

But at this moment, Bai Yanhu, who had received the support of Tsarist Russia earlier, led the main force of Tsarist Russia into the Western Regions, and Rexiding and other troops turned against Tsarist Russia.

Zuo Zongtang's vanguard master Bai Zhixin bombed Shanshan with [-] Buddha Mercy rockets, regained Turpan and Hami, and restored the connection between the north of Tianshan Mountain and the Hexi Corridor.

Now Zuo Zongtang's 8 Chu troops have left the Tianshan Mountains to the west, and they have won consecutive battles and surrounded Dihua City with great momentum.

Under the attack of Zuo Zongtang and the Tsarist Russian Army's two powerful enemies, Yagubo thought hard for a whole day and night.

Finally, he knelt barefoot before the riding boots of Admiral Mikhail Dmitrievich Skobelev, conqueror of the East.

He claimed to be the tsar's whip and stirrup, and he was the pioneer warrior who completely conquered the Khitan for Russia.

Faced with Zuo Zongtang's aggressive offensive, Tsarist Russia really needed the assistance of Yagubo.

The two hit it off.

However, the Tsar is not Zhu Fugui, the sage emperor of Ming Dynasty, and Agubo is not Zuo Zongtang who "planted willows for three thousand miles, attracting spring breeze to cross Yuguan".

They are doomed to not be able to confide in each other like Zhu Zuozhi, without reservation, they can only intrigue and be suspicious of each other.

Although Tsarist Russia sent military instructors to arm the puppet Hongfu Khanate, it also emptied Yakube to a considerable extent.

Unwilling to become a puppet, he secretly sent his nephew Saeed Agub Khan to Istanbul, trying to find the so-called Ottoman "caliph" to cry.

It's just that Said was unlucky, and the "Caliph" happened to go out to soak in a hot spring.

So he could only kneel at the gate of the palace and weep day and night, shouting that his uncle was in the Russian camp and his heart was in the soil, and his loyalty to the Caliph could be learned from time to time.

Sultan also knew all this.

"Hiccup~"

He hiccupped and snorted coldly through his nostrils, "Damn Russians, damn Slavic animals, their hands are too long!"

Ali nodded and said: "That's right, and the British are also pampering them. There are signs that the British policy towards Tsarist Russia has begun to change, perhaps because of the Prussians, or perhaps because of the new Ming people. In short, The relationship between our Ottomans and Britain and France must be re-planned..."

"This matter... let's talk about it later..."

To be honest, Abdul really doesn't have the confidence to fight against the Western Europeans.

Even at the height of the Franco-Prussian War, he did not have the guts to take back the Suez Canal occupied by the French. Instead, he watched the French calmly invite the British to enter the Sinai Peninsula and jointly manage the canal.

The Sudan did not want to take care of the affairs of Britain and France, and did not dare to take care of them.

The thought of fighting the Western European coalition forces that beat the Russians to the ground in Crimea gave him chills.

Sudan shook his head, concealing his gaffe, put down the grape juice, picked up the sugar cane juice, and asked: "So, what is the boy Agubo's request? Is it for weapon aid or Akeche? Or is it for Akche? Me, the Great Caliph, sheltering his family?"

Ali replied cautiously: "The Tsar and the British have already given us weapons and money... What Yagub means is that he wants our Ottoman Empire...to declare war on the Russian Empire, the Ming Empire, and the Qing Empire... ..."

puff-

The fermented sugarcane juice in the Sultan's mouth sprayed Ali in the face.

Ali didn't dare to wipe it, and secretly groaned in his heart.

If it wasn't for his useless son who had received a lot of bribes from the Kokand people, how could he have encountered this bad luck and said such stupid things.

These Central Asian savages are complete asses with their brains full of shit.

Do they still think it is the 16th century?

The glory of the great Ottoman Empire extends from Algeria to Mesopotamia and the Persian Gulf, from Crimea and Hungary to Yemen.

The navy of the empire was once the strongest army in the Mediterranean, and under the leadership of Barbarossa, it fought against the fleets of the Christian nations;

The Sultan's personal soldiers of the empire were once the most valiant musketeers in the Mediterranean.

The Mamluks who once swept the Crusaders and resisted the Mongols also succumbed to the machete of the empire.

His Majesty the Sultan coughs in Istanbul and makes Europe tremble.

No one can thwart the glory of the empire except the lame Timur.

Maybe the Great Ming Congress in the Far East is an opponent?

Who knows!

It doesn't matter anymore.

Importantly, this is the 19th century.

300 years later, Ming is no longer that Ming, and Osman is no longer that Osman.

These Central Asian donkeys actually want the empire to declare war on three countries with an area of ​​about 1000 million square kilometers at the same time...

Ali just wanted to say one thing: "siktir git!"

But there is no way.

They give way too much.

As a well-known wise man of Ottoman, he can only face the saliva of His Majesty the Sultan.

Fortunately, this is a bathhouse, so if you find a chance, you can wash your face clean by rubbing on the maid's chest.

Ali still maintained a calm expression, as motionless as a mountain.

Sudan's hand holding the wine glass trembled, and it took a long time for him to calm down.

He knew that this matter had to be dealt with.

Although the Kokand Khanate and the Hongfu Khanate in that corner don't really care about it, as the caliphate of the entire green world, they must stand up.

At the very least, you must have the momentum, and let people know that you are a generous caliph.

"Ali, go and tell the nephews of Al-Aqub, the Ibn Aqubah deeply sympathized with what happened to them, and specially conferred the title of 'Emir' on his uncle, and gave him a medal and a sword.

In addition, 6 new Urban cannons were presented, but they had to pick them up at home, as well as 1200 rifles and 4 military instructors.

As for the declaration of war...

How about this, spread the word, the Tatars have always been barbaric and cruel, and oppressed the msl even more, my Ottoman Empire will declare war on the Qing Empire from now on, and I will never stop!

What?You ask me Tsarist Russia and Ming Dynasty?Oh, my dear Ali, did that stupid nephew of Aquba ever make such a request?I think you must have heard wrong.By the way, he has been kneeling outside the Istanbul Palace for five days and five nights, right?

Because in such a cold winter, kneeling like this, I'm afraid something will happen?

No one knows which will come first, tomorrow or the accident, don't you think?

Because of an accident, I didn't explain clearly his uncle's message. Although I am the caliph, it is very difficult to handle!do you understand? "

Ali nodded, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, His Majesty the Sultan of this generation is a wise king. Although he is a bit greedy, he is not confused when encountering major events.

Otherwise it would not have been wise to side with Prussia in the Franco-Prussian War.

Unfortunately……

Ali couldn't help being a little worried. Could the Ottoman Empire, which was riddled with holes, be mended by a capable official like himself and a wise king?

With deep doubts, Ali took a sip of fermented grape juice.

Who cares, if you have juice today and get drunk today, God will blame you for wasting such delicious grape juice.

Chapter 542 I, Qing Dynasty, Embark on an Unexpected Path

Xingzhen has been a little upset recently.

One reason is that her private relationship with Dr. Xing, a genius of the Ming Dynasty, still hasn't made much progress.

Xingzhen has asked Xiao Lizi to secretly obtain a series of precious medicinal materials such as deer antler and deer blood, tiger penis wolfberry, hippocampus epimedium, etc., and is going to warm up Dr. Xing.

For the revival of the Qing Dynasty, Xingzhen did her best.

In addition, there was another inexplicable unexpected disaster that gave Xingzhen a headache.

That is thousands of miles away, a country called Turkic suddenly declared war on me.

In fact, if you calculate carefully, in recent years, the Qing Dynasty was still peaceful and the world was peaceful.

First of all, the bandits who worship God have disappeared.

Regardless of how they disappeared, at least Xianfeng's last wish was fulfilled, and Xingzhen felt that she was worthy of the late emperor and would not feel any guilt.

Secondly, the Nian bandits have gradually subsided.

In the early autumn of this year, the Huaihe River flooded, and the court did not get the news until several months later.

When there was a flood in the past years, when was it not that corpses littered the fields, victims were everywhere, children were exchanged for food, plagues were rampant, and bandits were overgrown?

That's all for the first few items, this chaos and banditry is a bad thing.

Wasn't the Nianzi who stabbed the monk king to death in the cornfield of Cao County forced out by floods and droughts?

This year is good, such a flood, not to mention the bandits, I heard that the victims of the disaster have been resettled.

Officials in Anhui, Henan and other places did not elaborate on how they were resettled.

Probably because there are more floods, they have become mature disaster victims, and they will take care of themselves, right?

Now that Fa Bandits and Nianzi have lost their momentum, my Qing Dynasty is naturally Haiyan Heqing, and the world is peaceful.

As for Zuo and Li, two traitors...

Regardless of Li Hongzhang, hasn't Zuo Zongtang been forced by the governors of Guangdong and Jiangxi to go north to fight against Russia?

So I am a great Qing, steady and positive, time is on me!

Of course, the above are all what the imperial court said to the people in Qianshou. The real and authentic old banner people with a background don't believe a word.

The imperial court can only hope that Prince Batu Rusotna, the first brave general of the Qing Dynasty, will be able to turn the tide, but it is clear that most of the veteran bannermen have no idea.

This can be seen from the increase in the price of donations to various official positions.

In recent years, there have been more and more people in Beijing running to buy jobs.

Now, the price of this red top is one price per day, and it rises and falls rapidly.

As a result, in the underground black village in Sijiu City, there is already a red top futures market, and the germination of modern finance has appeared.

In the early years, the Hunan Army surrounded Jiangning Mansion, and there was hope for Jiangnan's stability. At that time, it was naturally the most expensive food in Jiangnan.

Three years of Qing Dynasty prefect, one hundred thousand snowflakes of silver.

It is not easy for you to get [-] snowflake silver in the north. Naturally, the fertile land in the south of the Yangtze River is the most searchable, and you can return your capital and profit early.

But if you have a life to make money, you have to have a life to spend it.

The masters of the Eight Banners still understand this truth.

When the news came out that America was born, and Zhu Fugui angrily beat up General Lincoln, the official positions under Generals Ningguta, Heilongjiang, and Yili suddenly became popular.

Rather than going to Jiangnan to make money, it is better to find a way to save my life and avoid liquidation.

However, now, the hottest job in Beijing is no longer Ningguta or Yili. The best-selling red-topped son has actually become the Minister of the Qing Dynasty in Tibet.

I don't know how many merchants from the north and the south who copied the futures cried faintly in the toilet.

But this can only be blamed on themselves, they don't understand the feelings of the Eight Banners!

The snowy plateau!

The air on the snowy plateau is fresh, and the eyes of the people in the snowy area are very innocent. The elders of the Eight Banners said that they also want to see the innocent eyes.

There is no way not to think about it!

The fate of the whole city in Wuchang and other places has already spread to the capital.

This is too cute!

Objectively speaking, Baoming is much milder than calling out bandits.

For example, Kui Ying, the Minister of Kashgar who fought against Agubai, committed suicide and died for the country, and Emperor Zhu Fugui of the Ming Dynasty authorized his old tribe and three clans to withdraw the flag, destroy the genealogy, and divide Han households without discrimination.

However, such a thing is rare!

The men of the Eight Banners in the Forty-Nine City looked around and saw that the probability of ending up like a Wuchang Banner was much higher than that of a Kashgar Banner.