Rock has always attached great importance to his previous friendship with Winston and Neville Chamberlain. When Rock and Phyllis got married, Winston and Neville Chamberlain did not come to Johannesburg to congratulate him in person, but they both sent congratulatory messages to Rock and entrusted S to give gifts to Rock.

Winston gave Rock a gift from the Qing Dynasty. It is said to have been used by the Qing Dynasty royal family and one of the spoils of the Eight-Nation Alliance during the invasion of China.

Neville Chamberlain's gift to Rock was even more precious. This guy bought two French Schneider M1897 75mm field guns from some unknown way and sent them to Rock.

The Schneider M1897 75mm field gun is the famous "Miss Seven Five". This kind of gun pioneered the use of elastic gun mounts. Its firing rate, shooting accuracy and maneuverability are significantly improved compared with the same caliber artillery with rigid gun mount structure.

"Miss Seven Five" is lightweight and easy to move, and can be used to provide firepower support to field troops. It is one of the best rapid-fire guns before World War I and was widely used in World War I.

Artillery is the biggest shortcoming of Niasaran. Neville Chamberlain gave this gift at the right time. Rock had sent the artillery to Niasaran for decomposition and required the imitation as quickly as possible. Because the French were worried about the leakage of technology, this kind of artillery is now unpatented. There is no need to worry about imitation of Niasaran.

The reason why Rock had a good relationship with Winston and Neville Chamberlain was to give Rock a certain help when necessary. At present, Rock's investment is still worth it.

The rebel officer who fought Bai Qi came to negotiate. When he met Rock, the officer saluted him very standard and probably had received training in Niasalan.

"Lord, I will negotiate with you on the orders of Chief Bambata--" The officer spoke fluently in English, which further confirmed his identity.

"Stop, I will not accept any kind of negotiations. Go back and tell Bambata that unconditional surrender is his only way out. Otherwise, you 100,000 people will be buried with him." Rock did not accept the negotiations. Bambata is now at a loss. Rock can at most let Bambata surrender be more decent.

"Lord, can we guarantee the life of Chief Bambatta?" The officer did not argue. I was the one who was the slaughter and I was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one

"No, I can't guarantee this, but I can give Chief Bambatta a chance to have a fair trial. If Chief Bambatta is worried about being treated unfairly in Natal, then the trial can be held in Pretoria." If possible, Rock would not be willing to let 100,000 people be buried with Bambatta.

"So, what about the other leaders?" The officer struggled for a moment and continued to ask other questions.

In fact, Bambatta should also be very clear. It is basically impossible to get a decent result after things have come to this point. The conditions offered by Rock are already the best result that Bambatta can face evil.

Of course, no matter whether Bambatta has hope for the trial of Pretoria, Roque is actually very clear that Bambatta is dead this time, the difference is that he either dies silently in Sehrabatata or is taken to the execution ground after being tried.

In fact, Rock seemed to him that Rock hoped that Bambata would be tried.

This is not only because of the 100,000 rebels in the canyon, but also because Rock, as a policeman, wants to maintain the dignity of the law.

Although the final result will not change for Bambata, the judgment is more likely to warn other Zulu people, which is very important.

"Same, I don't guarantee that their lives will all be given a fair chance of trial." Rock was cold and would not let any of these rebel leaders go. If it weren't for their own selfishness, the matter wouldn't have evolved to this point today.

To be honest, ambitious people are everywhere, and Rock doesn't hate ambitious people.

What Rock hated was those who used public opinion and used other people to achieve their evil goals. These rebel leaders did not hesitate when they rebelled, but now they were forced into desperate situations and began to reflect and repent. This behavior is not worth forgiven.

The officer did not talk much nonsense. After confirming Rock's conditions, he returned to the rebel position with a white flag.

"Sir, do you want to continue to launch an attack?" Martin was eager to try, and the rebels were about to surrender. If they didn't fight, they would have no credit to make.

"Give them a day, and if they don't surrender tomorrow, they will continue to attack tomorrow." Rock was not in a hurry. Now the rebels have become a turtle in the jar. Give them a chance. Then when they attack again, Rock would not hold back.

That night, the canyon was really lively. The rebels did not dare to provoke Rock, so they launched a continuous attack on the positions of the teaching battalion.

This time the rebels really hit the iron plate. Although the firepower intensity of the teaching battalion is not as strong as that of Rock, the individual quality is much stronger than that of Rock. In addition, Yaya's cruel subordinates, the rebels launched four consecutive attacks in the middle of the night, without any gains.

At one o'clock in the morning, in a tent in the center of the canyon, the roar of Bambata resounded throughout the valley.

"Continue to launch an attack, we must continue to launch an attack. Stay here. All of us are dead. Don't think that Baron Nyasaran will let us go. It's impossible. We have killed so many white people. Baron Nyasaran will never let us go. If we surrender to Baron Nyasaran, then we will still be unable to escape after being tried. Listen to me, breaking through with all our might is our last hope-"Babata is like a trapped beast in an iron cage, making the final struggle.

The other rebel leaders in the tent looked at each other, some people were crazy, some people were silent, and more people were flickering, not knowing what they were thinking.

"Chief, we are not able to continue to launch an attack. We have lost thousands of people in a row, but we have not even walked out of the canyon entrance. We are not even fighting with us, but traitors among us. The British are asking us to beat our own people, and we cannot continue to kill each other." Someone in the rebels could see clearly.

"Those damn traitors, when we break through the British siege, I will cut off their heads and their families. I will burn them to death in front of them. All those who betray Zululan will definitely be punished the most severely—" Bambata replaced the target with the traitor among the rebels and cursed again.

"Chief, I think what we should consider now is, what should we do if we cannot break through the British siege?" A rebel leader's question was very sharp, and Bambata immediately became short of breath.

"What do you mean? Do you want to surrender to the British? I have said just now that if we surrender, the British will kill us all!" Bambatta said with a stern voice.

"The British will not kill all of us." The rebel leader who spoke before was calm.

"Pinar, what do you mean?" Bambatta's eyes flashed with dangerous light, and he was playing with a knife in his hand.

"It's not interesting. Even if you want to attack, wait for dawn. The brothers are already very tired. Let them have a good night's sleep and have a full meal tomorrow morning before they can get the physical strength to break through." Pinal did not speak nonsense, and without waiting for Bambata to speak, he took the initiative to get up and leave Bambata's tent.

Two rebel leaders who were close to Pinal, followed Pinal to leave Bambatta's tent.

Bambata said nothing, and there was deep depression in his eyes staring at Pinal's back. The knife had cut his palm and he didn't know it. Blood dripped from Bambata's hand. The "click, click" sound was very harsh.

At night, the rebels in the canyon fell into the final madness.

In the middle of the canyon, the rebels lit several huge bonfires, and countless rebels drank drunk around the bonfires. The women who were looted by the rebels danced around the bonfires with fear. From time to time, the rebels pulled the woman away from the fire, and carried the woman to the boundless darkness regardless of the woman's cry.

The entire camp was shrouded in a mad atmosphere, and no one noticed that more than a hundred fully armed rebels were walking towards Bambata's tent.

The rebels led by Pinal.

"Stop—" The guards outside Bambata's tent just lifted their guns when they were surrounded by several people. With the sound of several sharp blades entering their bodies, everything calmed down.

Bambata was holding two women and was wrinkled on the wrinkled carpet. Both women were white, and ordinary rebels would definitely not be able to interfere. The rebels plundered a few white people and were divided up by the rebel leaders, most of whom were Indians.

Among the four colonies in South Africa, Natal has the most Indians, except Natal, and there are Orange. Most of the Indians in Orange are members of the stretcher team led by Gandhi, as well as their families.

"Who!" When Pinal and his group rushed into the tent, Bambata was awakened. After seeing Pinal in the head, Bambata was heartbroken: "Pinar, what do you want to do? Do you also want to betray Zululan?"

"Chief Bambata, don't talk about Zuluran. You are just an ordinary chief of Zuluran. There are many chiefs like you in Zuluran, so you are not qualified to represent Zuluran." Pinal's words removed the last fig leaf on Bambata's body, making Bambata both ashamed and annoyed.

"You bastard, I must-" Bambatta thought to get up while speaking.

Pinal did not give Bambata a chance and continuously pulled the trigger of the pistol in his hand.

可, 可 可 可—

Bambata fell to the ground without saying a word, and her legs twitched unconsciously for a while before calming down.

From beginning to end, the two white women didn't say a word, as if they were unaware of what was happening outside.
Chapter completed!