Chapter 1268: Ming Dynasty, I can do it too (first update, please subscribe)

Roz took the bait!

Almost at the moment he hung up the phone with Rhodes, Pearson's brows raised slightly, revealing a somewhat weird smile.

Over the past year, he has been active in London and other places.

Just for today!

If there is no reason, then make one; if there is no excuse, then make one. In a word, he is not a war broker, but that does not prevent him from provoking a war.

Of course, this war was not started by him, but by Rhodes.

"God can testify that I have nothing to do with this matter!"

Of course, all this has nothing to do with the Ming Empire, and no one can prove the role the Ming Empire played here.

Except him...

…

What should people do when faced with the opportunity to succeed?

That's grab it!

When Johnson entered Cecil John Rhodes' office, he held a pile of files in his hands, including a 100-page action report he had written, as well as a stack of large photographs and several maps.

Ross asked, looking at the map and photos displayed in front of him.

"When you were collecting this information, did anyone know who you were and who you were working for?"

"No one noticed it, sir. No one questioned it."

"Does anyone in the Transvaal know that the collection of this material concerns them?"

"No, sir. I use existing archival materials, although they are very rare. But I still collected them. These materials are all public information."

"very good,"

Rhodes said,

"I'll read the report later. Now just give me a brief overview."

Johnson agreed and walked to the map, which was a map of Transvaal.

"Look, sir, from the map we can see that Transvaal is a typical landlocked country without its own seaport. Of course, this is not important. What is important is that we have huge commercial interests in the local area. The Transvaal Parliament, customs, taxes, railways, banks... they all exploit us and British immigrants. We must take some action to end this problem. This is why I proposed that plan."

As he explained, he took out a few photos from the file and pinned them to the board. "Sir, if we want to solve the problem of Transvaal, we must take the enemy by surprise and launch a surprise attack - just like the Ming Empire's expedition to Peru."

"Car, you mean car?"

Luo Ziqing stared at the large map intently.

"Yes, sir. My plan is to recruit 1,500 well-trained mercenaries, take 100 trucks, set out from Mafeking in the northeast, and drive directly to Pretoria under the cover of night. I have conducted a field survey of the route by car. It is only 110 miles from Mafeking to Pretoria, and it only takes eight hours by car. We can arrive in Pretoria in the early morning and seize their capital before the Boers react. If everything goes well, the Boers will not even have a chance to resist and will be defeated..."

There is no doubt that this is exactly why this plan attracted Rhodes. How could he not be tempted?

The cost of this plan is very small and the probability of success is very high. How could it not be high?

The Ming Empire relied on such sneak attacks to occupy one country after another. If the Ming Empire could do it, he could do it too.

Of course, even if the worst result - the sneak attack failed, the British Empire could be dragged down.

"What about the main roads? Are there roads there? If it's a car, it definitely needs a road."

Jason pointed with his finger.

"There are no roads there, and we don't need any. I've driven a car myself before, and the land there is flat. Even without roads, our convoy can still drive normally. At most, the speed will be slower. In most areas, we can even drive 20 miles on the grassland. If there are any obstacles, they are just a few small rivers along the way, and there is only a wooden bridge over those rivers..."

"So the river will block the convoy?"

Roz asked curiously.

Jason shrugged and said.

"It's impossible to stop it. The rivers are not deep. Most of them are shallow rocks. Our cars can pass through them. And it's far away from the Boer farms. Most of the people living there are indigenous people."

Rhodes changed the subject again, although his eyes never left the map.

“What are the conditions like for the tribes living there?”

He asked again. Johnson answered his questions one by one. He stared at the map in front of him for 5 minutes, thinking hard about a mountain, a gold mountain in the east, and of course the greedy Boers. Now it was time to end it all.

"Yes, your plan is indeed good, although there are some risks, but who knows? What is risk-free? Well, of course we still have to be cautious and not let the Boers know our plan."

He...agreed!

Johnson then came to his senses.

"Are you saying...Sir, are we going to implement this plan?"

Rhodes did not answer his question immediately. He walked to the window and stared at the dark night sky outside and the brilliant sea of ​​lights downstairs. The streets of Cape Town were bustling at this time, and the lights from the street lamps and windows lit up the city.

What did colonial officials and businessmen, clerks and merchants, bankers and doctors, customers and shopkeepers, and of course ordinary people, do as they walked the bustling streets of Cape Town?

It's just an ordinary life. Most of them live a mediocre life, and they spend their whole lives waiting for that moment to come.

die!

Yes, until the time of their death, all they have experienced is a wasted life.

"Yes,"

He said stiffly to Johnson behind him,

"Go ahead and do it. I'll give you everything you need."

Johnson grinned all the way down the stairs as he quietly walked through the back door of the office.

"I succeeded, I succeeded..."

He was talking to himself on the stairs, and while he was talking to himself and cheering for his success, in Rhodes's office, James was sitting on the sofa and chatting with Rhodes.

"Do you think his plan will succeed?"

"The chances of success are very high, if there is a suitable commander,"

James thought for a moment, then said.

"Sir, the reason why I agree with this plan is because of this reason. As I said before, I think the plan has a chance of success only if there is a suitable candidate. Johnson... is a suitable candidate."

"No!"

Shaking his head, Ross let out a sinister laugh.

"He is not a suitable candidate!"

He stared at James as he spoke.

"I believe you are the most suitable person, my friend."

Rhodes said without even waiting for James to refuse.

"You go with him to this grave, leave Cape Town, go there. My friend, do it! You take 30 days, Mr. James, to seize a country. 30 days! We can seize a country!"

(End of this chapter)