Chapter 137: Aid to Heaven (First Update, Please Subscribe)
What is the spirit of internationalism?
Of course it was to aid the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.
In simple terms, it means increasing trade with the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.
Trading guns for people is definitely a good business, but it should not be limited to guns. Cannons, even warships, anything that can be bought can be sold to them.
Change money, change people!
The most important thing is people!
Of course, what is more important is to let the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom persist in this war, at least not to be defeated so quickly.
As long as the confrontation between the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and the Qing Dynasty continues, even if Argentina successfully lobbies the Qing Dynasty to ban the export of laborers in the future, it will have little impact on Nanhua.
Because only in war can local officials do whatever they want, and only in war can many things be ignored.
Why did the Qing Dynasty's ban work in the simulator? It all came down to the fact that they banned the export of Chinese workers from the ports. Those ocean-going ships could only look at the "port" and sigh, and could no longer enter and exit any bay without scruples like they did during the war, and local officials no longer dared to act recklessly as they did in the past.
In a word, assisting the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom would bring only benefits to South China and no harm.
"When you go back this time, tell Kunpeng, Fugui and the others to try their best to negotiate with the Taiping Army. As long as we can buy supplies, we can sell them."
In the office, facing Li Yunqi who came back with the immigrants, Zhu Xianhai spoke directly to him as soon as he saw him.
"In a word, the stronger the Taiping Army is, the better it is for us."
Only when the Qing Dynasty's attention was attracted by the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom would they not pay attention to other things, and Nanhua could also get a sufficiently rich return from it - human resources.
"Boss, this is not going to be easy. We can buy guns from India very cheaply, but cannons are different. We have to have a foreign company come forward and buy them in Singapore."
Buy guns from India!
This absolutely overturned Zhu Xianhai's understanding. In fact, many people do not know that as early as the Napoleonic Wars, India was Britain's most important rifle production base. The "Grebess Rifles" produced by the East India Company were not only cheap, but also in large quantities, with millions of them. It can even be said that it was the rifles produced by India's Isabella Arsenal that supported the British Army's battles during the Napoleonic Wars.
The current Isabella Arsenal was expanded again during the Indian Rebellion, producing the latest P1853 rifles. Before the Nanhua Arsenal could not produce on a large scale, Indian products were also a good alternative.
"Well, the cannon..."
After thinking about it, Zhu Xianhai said.
"Let's cast them ourselves. We have the equipment and technicians. Let's cast a batch of 12-pound field guns first. We also have grenade launchers and hand grenades, which we can sell to them."
It might not be a bad thing to let Zeng the Barber, Li Zhongtang and others enjoy the "storm" of the new explosives.
At least for Nanhua, this is not a bad thing.
Faced with the boss's order, Li Yunqi answered without thinking. After all, it doesn't matter who you do business with, and selling to the Taiping Army is all for money.
"Oh, by the way, Yunqi, I remember you said that someone from your family was also enlisted in the Taiping Army. This time, you go over there and find out their whereabouts. If you find them, you can trade them for guns or buy them with silver. You must bring them out. Also, find out the whereabouts of the family members of the old brothers, bring them over, and reunite the brothers with their families..."
"Boss..."
Without waiting for Zhu Xianhai to finish speaking, Li Yunqi knelt down and kowtowed excitedly.
"Master, I will die in pieces. Thank you for your kindness!"
"Hey, look, Yunqi, I told you long ago that this is not allowed here. Next time, don't kneel down at every turn..."
Although he said this, Zhu Xianhai did not help him up.
This is grace!
What are you and what are us?
To put it bluntly, it is about the insiders and the outsiders. For Zhu Xianhai, his "we" are the Chinese. The simulator clearly proves one point - "Those who are not of my race must have different hearts." Compared with white people, the Chinese are the foundation of Nanhua.
Among the hundreds of thousands of Chinese immigrants in South China, there are people from Zhejiang, Jiangsu, Anhui, Fujian, Hakka, Cantonese, Shandong, and even Henan.
But no matter what, what is his basic team?
It was the more than 1,800 Chinese workers he rescued from Brazil. Their common experiences and sufferings made them a small group without any fellow countrymen. Zhu Xianhai saved their lives.
Whether as the "slave liberator" or the "Grand Commander of South China", anyone could betray him, but they never did.
Of course, some of them have been eliminated due to corruption and erosion of power, but what is certain is that they are trustworthy.
It can be predicted that these people will be Zhu Xianhai’s most solid team in the future, and they will show kindness to win people’s hearts... Isn’t this natural?
Of course, in the simulator, some of them were looking for their relatives in private, and some of them were found by their relatives after the war. What's wrong with taking the initiative to show kindness now?
"Give him your sincerity, and he will repay you with loyalty."
This is a harmonious relationship!
Looking at Li Yunqi who was so excited that tears were streaming down his face, Zhu Xianhai said.
"Okay, get busy now. After a few days, you can pack up and go back. You have personal matters to attend to, but official matters are also important!"
"Yes, sir, rest assured. Even if I die, I will never delay your important matters."
Li Yunqi said while wiping his tears.
"Look at what you said. If you die, who will do things for me? Besides, your son might still be alive and well in Nanjing, or somewhere else waiting for you to return!"
"Yes, yes, Cijie must be alive, definitely alive..."
Li Yunqi murmured, thinking of his son, his eyes were red and he couldn't even speak to himself for a moment.
Seeing his excited look, Zhu Xianhai pursed his lips and patted his shoulder. It was not until he left and looked at his back that he sighed.
In the simulator, Li Yunqi did find his son and brought him to Nanhua!
[On October 27, 1877, the Chilean Army and Navy combined forces of more than 20,000 people took 135 days to capture the Panshi Fortress outside Linhai City. The commander of the fortress, Lieutenant Colonel Li Sijie, committed suicide and died for his country. All 800 defenders including him were killed in the battle, and none surrendered to the enemy...]
Recalling the people who died on the battlefield in the "Patriotic War" in the simulator, Zhu Xianhai swore silently.
"Don't worry, you will definitely not sacrifice yourself like that this time..."
Yes!
Last time, South China was not defeated by a stab in the back, by Argentina, by Chile, or even by the "troublemaker" England, but by itself!
It was defeated by its own lack of manpower. The lack of human resources not only restricted the industrial development of Nanhua, but also limited the size of Nanhua’s army.
Dialogues between countries are based on strength. The reason why Nanhua has become a fat piece of meat in their eyes is precisely because of its weak human resources.
"Backstab... you wish!"
Zhu Xianhai smiled coldly, his eyes full of contempt. Now that he had already grasped the future, all that was left was targeted solutions.
As long as the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom continues to fight and as long as Chinese immigrants continue to arrive, the tragedy in the simulator will not happen again.
With the corners of his lips slightly raised, Zhu Xianhai said softly.
"Now, there is one more problem to solve!"
(End of this chapter)
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