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

But the comer moved faster, and with a left jab, he hit Alihui's eye steadily.

The wild goose hunted all day long and was finally blinded by the wild goose!

Ah Lihui did not expect that he, who had been victorious in Beijing, Istanbul, and Calcutta, would fall short of a punch.

This punch made Ali Hui's eyes stare, and he couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north for a while.

"Shut up! Be honest!"

Ah Lihui was stunned for a moment, it turned out to be the familiar Daming Yayan!

Just the pronunciation is a bit weird.

He struggled to open his swollen eyes, and through the cracks he saw a thin Asian face with a cropped cut, soot and scars all over his face, which was not easy to mess with.

Taking a closer look, the Asian man seemed to have taken off his coat, leaving only a white vest on his upper body, which was not exaggerated, but very strong muscles.

This is the Great Tomorrow Soldier!

Ah Lihui immediately recognized the identity of the visitor.

At this time, Jin Shinan, who managed to escape from birth, grabbed the fat white man's throat with one hand, and clenched his fist with the other, as if he was about to punch again.

"Don't fight, it's your own!"

Ah Lihui hurriedly shouted, "I am an undercover agent placed by His Majesty Zhu Fugui, and I am a member of the Ming court!"

"What? Are you an undercover agent?"

Jin Shinan's first reaction was not surprise, but suspicion. After all, the shivering look of this fat man really didn't look like a professionally trained Jinyiwei agent.

But his Daming Yayan is really good...

At least...much better than myself...

Jin Shinan was a little ashamed.

When A Lihui was speaking, Chinese characters jumped out one by one, not only the words were correct, but even in order to show that he was indeed an undercover agent of the Ming Dynasty, A Liguo specially used what he learned when he was the Minister of the Qing Dynasty. The most authentic Peking accent.

This time, Jin Shinan, who wanted to become a Daming man, was even more embarrassed.

My Da Ming elegant words are actually not as good as a white-skinned fat man!

A Lihui obviously also noticed this, and asked strangely: "This warrior, are you really a soldier of the Ming Dynasty? Why do you stutter when you speak the elegant words of the Ming Dynasty? Where are you from?"

"You don't care where I come from!"

Angrily, Jin Shinan punched Ah Lihui's other eye hard again, and said through gritted teeth, "I am from Guangxi, and we Guangxi people are Smecta who speaks the elegant words of Ming Dynasty like that!"

Chapter 853

The fire in Portsmouth burned for two days.

The battleships "Anglo", "Jut" and "Saxon" that had just set sail were completely burned.

The North Sea Fleet of the British Royal Navy that came to the rescue was attacked by wolves of the Erkang-class fast battleships of the Ming Dynasty, and suffered heavy losses.

At this point, the sea power in the North Atlantic has changed from being strong and weak when the war broke out seven years ago, to a balance between Ming and Britain three years ago. At this point, the overall advantage of the Ming country has finally emerged.

This not only laid the foundation for sea power for the Ming Empire to implement the sunset invasion plan, but also plunged the remnants of the British Empire in North America into an abyss of despair.

Only half a month later, the Marshal of the Governor's Office of the thirteen North American states of the British Empire had the glorious record of "[-]/[-] with Stonewall" and was regarded as the God of War of the Federation. Marshal Robert formally changed flags and surrendered to the two principalities of the United States.

The bandit leader Abraham Lincoln, who ranks the highest on the playing cards of spades K, and Robert Lincoln, the king of clubs, were both captured by him.

In a sense, this event marked the end of the American Civil War that began on April 1861, 4 and has continued to this day.

In this war that lasted for 16 years, no one was a winner, or in other words, no one was a winner except Daming.

According to incomplete statistics, in the past 16 years, the northern government of the United States (including the federal government, the government of the 1020 states, and the government of Canada) has invested a total of 350 million troops, with 370 million deaths and [-] million injuries.

The southern government of the United States (including the Confederate government, the Lone Star Republic, and the two principalities of the United States) invested a total of 760 million troops, with 290 million dead and 210 million injured.

These figures are undoubtedly staggering.

Compared with the original Civil War in history, the number of people participating in the battle increased by 5 times, the number of deaths increased by 8 times, and the number of injured increased by 14 times.

In fact, this is not entirely due to the prolongation of the war.

The reason for the straight-up increase in the intensity of the war is also the reason that certain two foreign powers kept fanning the wind and lighting will-o'-the-wisps, prompting the three lights and revenge to reflect each other, and blunt knives slowly bleeding.

The Infinite Civil War shed the last blood of the colonists of North America.

The war ended with the complete disappearance of the Northern regime and the symbolic retention of Georgia and Florida by the Southern regime.

Behind the tens of millions of casualties in the army is the complete collapse of the white society in Northern Yinzhou.

According to the preliminary statistics of the Ministry of Household Affairs and Jin Yiwei, in the first year of Dewu, the total white population in North America was about 3500 million.

By the 15th year of Dewu, the total white population in North America had plummeted to 1130 million.

Among them, the total population of Seattle is 63.

The total population of white unfree manual workers under the name of the Son of Heaven is 72.

The two principalities of the United States have a population of 670 million.

The population of the British colonies is more than 300 million.

In addition, there are more than 20 sporadic illegal immigrants.

Obviously, this is no longer a matter of vital energy, but a population gap that cannot be recovered at all.

In World War I, the French, who could be called heroic, had only 500 million casualties.

This caused the total population of France to drop by more than 4 million in four years, so that the Germans attacked again 200 years later, and the French wisely spread their wings and were unwilling to block the Anza people.

But now, the population loss suffered by the Anza Group in North America is several times that of the French, and their spine has been broken long ago, and there is no possibility of revival.

Of course, the population has not increased but decreased for 16 years, and has decreased to 1/3 of the original level. Not all of them died directly from the northern government's Sanguang policy, the southern government's retaliatory attacks, or the Ming Dynasty and the British Empire took turns to purge.

A considerable number of wealthy people returned to England at the beginning of the Anglo-American merger.

But now, the North Atlantic route is in the hands of Daming, and the rich people who fled from Chicago, Detroit, New York and other places to the base of the White Bandits in Maine have lost hope of fleeing.

Marshal Robert Jr. nominally surrendered to his old rival, Marquis Robert Lee, but everyone knew that there was only one person he really surrendered to, and that was the great and glorious Emperor of the Ming Empire.

It's a pity that it's too late for them to lick His Majesty's stinky feet now.

Daming does not welcome capitalists.

A secret and quick liquidation operation was launched quickly.

……

Early in the morning, John D. Rockefeller awoke from his sleep.

He shook his head, throwing out the sensual dogs and horses in the dream.

Those are the distant past.

Today, he is Labor Rockefeller.

Rockefeller emerged from his aluminum foil insulated sleeping bag and pulled on his thick gray overalls.

When the door was opened, the cold wind that lingered in Xianbeilia was howling all year round, making people shiver uncontrollably.

This ghostly place is so cold that Rockefeller was still shivering even though he was wearing work clothes filled with thick cotton wool.

He poured some hot water from the emerald green thermos into the plastic cup, tested the temperature, added a handful of snow to it, and started brushing his teeth.

To be honest, there is nothing to complain about this kind of life.

Rockefeller is 38 years old this year. According to the original trajectory of fate, in just five years, he will become the first trust in American history.

But the war has taken everything from him.

The oil fields in Ohio, Exxon-Mobil Oil Company, stocks and cash were either destroyed by the war or confiscated by the Ming court.

Moreover, the special court of the Ministry of Criminal Justice of the Ming Dynasty found that since March of the first year of Dewu, Rockefeller had successively stolen 3 million barrels of crude oil, causing irreparable losses to the core assets of His Majesty Zhu Fugui's internal funds.

Rockefeller was sentenced to 15 years in prison and sent to Xianbelia for labor reform.

He had no doubts about that.

Because as far as Rockefeller knows, if he hadn't surrendered to the Ming Empire a year before Marshal Robert Jr.'s uprising and handed over all the oil exploration equipment to the court, he would have ended up with those stubborn old men. Like, dude, hung up on Maine streetlights.

How stupid!

Didn't you see that Vanderbilt's offshoots also obediently sold their factories and stocks and accepted the scrutiny of the red bird?

In short, after Rockefeller found out that a cousin of Ms. Julie Vanderbilt was executed by Jin Yiwei for serious financial crimes, he immediately made up his mind to undergo a thorough transformation.

Rockefeller's oil company thrived under the aegis of the Lincoln administration.

If you really want to get to the bottom of it, every car that the northern government transported supplies to the front line has Rockefeller's contribution in the gasoline burned.

Once he was tried by the Ming government as a war criminal, Rockefeller knew that what awaited him would be doomed.

Chapter 854 Transformation

Even if he voluntarily surrendered, if Rockefeller had not had certain business contacts with Fan Wencheng, the father of Concubine Julie, and had secretly sold information about the Lincoln government, he would not have been sentenced so lightly.

When Tang Sangui went down to contact the Vanderbilt family on behalf of the Emperor, I don't know what Fan Wencheng thought, but he thought that Tang Sangui was the benefactor behind the scenes, and even thought that he was her daughter's licking dog.

Fortunately, neither he nor Fan Wencheng said anything about it, otherwise Rockefeller really didn't know how he would die.

In short, Rockefeller believes that his current ending is not bad.

Serving 15 years of hard labor sounds terrible, but Rockefeller knew that as long as he worked hard and did not steal or play tricks, his sentence could be progressively shortened.

And being able to come to Xianbeilia to build the railway is Fan Wencheng's help.

You know, even if it is His Majesty's private white slave, it is not easy to get an errand to build a railway.

There will be a lot of points for building the Siberian Railway. It may seem dangerous, but in fact, safety is also guaranteed.

The death rate will not exceed 1/5 at most.

As an aggressive gambler, Rockefeller did not think he would be that 1/5.

Maybe seven or eight years later, I will be able to regain my freedom.

Of course, don't think about reopening the oil company.

Although the Ming Dynasty did not reject the establishment of private enterprises, such important weapons as oil exploration were still firmly in the hands of the imperial court.

Of course, the efficiency of the state-owned sector is procrastinating, and the imperial court is also trying to improve it.

Jingle Bell--

Rockefeller had just rubbed his company with hot water when a rush of bells rang.

This is the bell for three meals a day, and it is the most beautiful sound in the whistling north wind of Xianbelia.

Together with the other white slaves who were very bloated, he rushed towards the work shed desperately.

Suddenly, Rockefeller felt his feet slipped, and he fell into the mud.

Xianbelia in spring is very muddy.

This is especially true now when the snow is about to melt.

Fortunately, after a year of labor reform, Rockefeller's skills are already very vigorous.

In fact, he felt that his body seemed to be better than it was five years ago, as if he was ten years younger.

Standing up and patting the mud stains on the back of the urea pants, Rockefeller couldn't help feeling that those engineers in the Ming Empire were the ones who really understood the value of oil!

Compared with them, Americans and British only use oil as fuel, which is really reckless.

When he was just sent to the labor camp, Rockefeller was surprised to see the workers cut open the bags storing urea and flour and sewed them into trousers.

Now Rockefeller knows that this is a real treasure!

This kind of packaging bag is made of chemical fiber, which is airtight and soft, and it is not to mention how warm it is stuffed with cotton.

It's just a little bit of a sell.

Rockefeller had studied the elegant language of Ming Dynasty for a while.

"White slaves see white slaves, and compare urea pants, with 'Ming Zhi' in the front and 'urea' in the back."

Especially the pair of Rockefeller's trousers, with the words "70 kilograms" written on the crotch, people who don't know may think that he is very talented.