Chapter 112 The King's Cossacks (First update, please subscribe)

"What a mob!"

Looking at the empty town, Zhu Xianhai felt inexplicably emotional.

No war along the way!

Just like the simulation in the simulator, they did not encounter any organized resistance along the way. At most, there were occasionally a few young manor owners or sons of the manor who stood up and led some tenants to block the resistance, and that was all.

Their resistance was not worth mentioning. They could not even withstand a few rounds of bombardment and fled. Thanks to their resistance, Zhu Xianhai was able to rob their homes, divide their land, and take away their food.

"Because they don't even know what they should be defending."

Heisenberg shrugged his shoulders. Among all the surrendered officers, he had the highest rank - lieutenant colonel, and he even graduated from the Bavarian Military School. Because of this, the artillery lieutenant colonel has now become Zhu Xianhai's chief of staff.

"I am Bavarian, Madese is Spanish, Morici is Sardinian, who is Chilean?"

As an immigrant country, Chile has immigrants from all over the world. This is why these officers surrendered. Their common feature is that they are not Chileans.

Turning his gaze to the mercenaries, they were still wearing the blue uniforms of the Chilean Army, Heisenberg said.

"Chileans, in addition to some upper-class whites, there are many mixed-race people in Chile, but there are even more Indians who have nothing. Who are Chileans? Who will fight to the death to defend Chile?"

Pursing his lips and shaking his head, Heisenberg said.

"I have no idea."

"If I don't serve my country, what am I..."

Pursing his lips, Zhu Xianhai felt a surge of emotion in his heart.

For the vast majority of Chileans in 1861, the word "motherland" was an extremely unfamiliar concept. In fact, it was also an extremely unfamiliar concept for the vast majority of South American people.

But education can change everything, just like in the "Guano War" more than ten years later, when Chilean soldiers shouted "Fight for Chile", Peruvian soldiers didn't know what their country was. As for Bolivian Indian soldiers, they even fought with bows and crossbows.

Why were Chilean soldiers able to defeat larger enemies with smaller numbers?

Because of education!

In 1860, just last year, President Montt promulgated the Education Organization Law, which stipulated that primary education was free; public education funds were provided by the state; emphasized the protection of women's right to education; and expanded schooling opportunities for children of workers. At that time, Chile had more than 900 public schools with more than 45,000 students.

In the 19th century, this was an extremely remarkable number for a country with a population of only 1.5 million. More than a decade later, what kind of Chile was Peru facing?

A regional powerhouse where half of the population has received primary education.

"In the final analysis, it is the podium that determines the victory of the war."

This was true for Germany in the Franco-Prussian War, for Japan in the Sino-Japanese War and the Russo-Japanese War, and even in the "Guano War". "The podium determines the victory of the war" is a universal truth!

While sighing, Zhu Xianhai frowned and talked to himself.

"After returning to Nanhua, no matter what, we must start education first!"

Education is the top priority for Nanhua's future development! As long as we grasp education, we will grasp the future of Nanhua!

"Your Majesty, what did you say?"

Heisenberg wondered.

"Heisenberg, you should learn Chinese."

"Of course, my Lord, as an employee of Orchid, I will certainly learn the language of flowers."

Listening to Heisenberg's not-so-fluent Chinese, Zhu Xianhai laughed.

"Orchid Department"

"Flower Language"

It's really amazing that those people could come up with this idea. However, this also seems to be a disguise.

In the Pampas, Nanhua disguised itself as the "America Company", and in Araucanía it became the Indian "Orchid Department".

It seems that I have really become a "pretender", but this is indeed a good thing.

It's better to have disguise than no disguise!

But this disguise is only temporarily useful and is of no use to the Mapuche people.

Mapuche...

After all, the Mapuche people are not our own people!

Even though they have been dragged onto Nanhua's chariot by themselves, they may betray Nanhua at any time. After all, according to the Spaniards, the Mapuche people have no other hobbies but independence... Fortunately, they also like fighting.

Love fighting...

Well, let them become the Cossacks of South America, using their spears to open up land for South China. Of course, there will inevitably be casualties in the process. Many men will inevitably die, but I think the Mapuche people, who are born warriors, will definitely not mind.

As a natural born warrior, dying on the battlefield is of course the best choice. It is definitely better than doing nothing, drinking all day, and beating your wife!

Of course, as the king, I and Nanhua will never treat them badly. After they die, I will take care of your wives and daughters. Nanhua doesn't have much else, but there are many bachelors. They will definitely be happy to take care of Mapuche women and let them live a stable and happy life.

This is definitely not a case of killing someone with a borrowed knife.

Killing with a borrowed knife?

Are we that kind of person?

We are their king. How can a king mistreat his own people? A king will definitely love his own people.

The Mapuche people are born warriors. If you don't let them go to war, they will feel uncomfortable. Good Mapuche men would rather die on the battlefield than die of illness on their beds.

What a good man!

Turning his gaze to the Mapuche people who were wearing "tents" and holding spears, Zhu Xianhai looked at them with a look of satisfaction, just like the Tsar seeing the Cossacks, Temujin seeing the Semites, and Huang Taiji seeing the Han army flag.

At this moment, he seemed to understand their love for these people. They were definitely the pillars of the empire and the backbone of the emperor. They had to be treated a little bit more specially. For example, they had to be sent to the front in battle. After all, they were the elite!

Elite troops, of course, are meant to fight tough battles!

If good steel is not used on the blade, how can we justify such good steel?

Such good steel is really hard to find.

In the world, only the Cossacks on the Ukrainian steppes can be compared with them. They really waste... good materials!

Well, we need to improve their treatment! We must not let the empire's talents feel disappointed!

After thinking about it, Zhu Xianhai gave the order.

"Send a message to Chief Sebad and tell him that after taking Qilian, each warrior of the Golden Eagle Tribe will be given two glasses of Victory Brand liquor every day!"

Chillán is a big city with a population of over 10,000! After conquering a big city, of course we have to celebrate the victory with “victory”!

I have set up a book club: 335260551. Everyone is welcome to join and discuss and deduce the plot together.

(End of this chapter)