typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 1019 Peace of the people under the rule of the empire

When a conspiracy is brewing, people often know nothing about it.

While those so-called "exiles" were plotting their conspiracies, Shanxi seemed extremely peaceful at this time.

Chile is the first stepping stone for the rise of South China.

Before that, Nanhua was just a colonial company. After that, Nanhua appeared on the South American stage as a country.

Who would have thought that the once powerful South American country would be destroyed overnight?

"No, sir! If the generals in Chilian could have realized that the South China Army would use armored trains to transport the troops to the city of Santiago by rail, then on April Fool's Day in 1866, Santiago would not have fallen, and everything would have been different.

It will change.”

Sitting in a quiet corner of the bar, Chandler listened to Ambrose talking about the fall of San Diego sixteen years ago.

Most of the customers in this bar are Europeans like him, and of course they all have changed their Chinese surnames like him. This is the case for him, and so is Ambrose.

There is a large bar in the center of the room, where dozens of drinkers can sit and drink. In the past half hour, the old man drank several glasses of corn whiskey in one go. He was already a little drunk and was talking with the help of some alcohol.

"Perhaps, the Republic will still exist."

"You have to remember this fact, young man, the Republic has perished. From the day Nanhua's commandos occupied the Presidential Palace fifteen years ago, everything was doomed."

An old man with white hair warned loudly.

"The generals on the Chilian front line may have made some mistakes, which anyone can make. However, from the South Chinese Army's occupation of Araucania in 1862 to the fall of Chilian, we were there

We fought with them for four years. During those years, we had almost every advantage. At that time, someone suggested negotiating with the provisional government of Chilian - after all, if we occupied Chilian, it was very likely that Nanhua would intervene. This suggestion made Santiago

Public opinion was in an uproar. Someone bluntly said to the president: "President, you can either remove those guys who are trying to betray the country and investigate, or wait for them to betray the republic." They completely ignored the threat of Nanhua - Nanhua not only has many brave men

Generals who are good at fighting, and they also have the most advanced weapons in the world - mortars, machine guns, armored trains, ironclads, you name it, they have it. Yes, they don't consider these at all, why don't they?

Because of arrogance. Sir, we are white people and we have never been defeated by people of color!

The failure of Araucania? It was just an accident. I bet you that as long as we occupy Chilian, our army can go directly south to occupy Araucania. Look, what happened next? Young

People, you saw that Chile was destroyed. On April Fool’s Day, the presidential palace was occupied, as well as Santiago. Overnight, Chile became a thing of the past..."

The old man asked for another glass of whiskey and said.

"Araucania has never been Chilean land. We had every opportunity to negotiate peace with them, but our arrogance prevented us from doing so. Because of this, we have to endure the injustice of our fate."

Is it an unfair fate?

After the old man finished speaking and picked up the wine glass, a guy on the side said.

"Hey, I said, old man, maybe fate is unfair to you. You were once a captain in the army and you lost everything. But we are different. We are just ordinary people. When the South Chinese came, we lived a better life. We

Now there is not only work and bread, but also a generous income."

The guy's words immediately aroused a chorus of approval:

"Yes, not only that, we also have Sundays and annual leave."

"And pension insurance and medical insurance!"

"Yes, we have better housing!"

For a moment, the bar was filled with such voices. Finally, someone stood up and spoke in a somewhat stiff Chinese.

"Would we have this life without the Empire?"

"Never. I came to Chile from Italy when I was fifteen. Like many people, I can only make a living by doing odd jobs, or I will work as a tenant farmer in the estates of the chiefs. Maybe by the time I die, there will be no one except

Apart from an Indian wife, I still had nothing. Later, the South Chinese came and changed everything. I have been working in the shoe factory for ten years... I am already fifty years old, and I will be able to get it in a dozen years.

I have a pension, and God has blessed me to live until then. However, I now have a house and a wife. Even if I die now, there will be no regrets..."

As the man spoke, he patted Ambush on the shoulder and said to him.

"Young man, Chile... I really don't know, what is there to cherish, just because the republic is ruled by a group of Caudillo sirs with the same skin color as us?"

His words aroused a burst of agreement. As for the old man with white hair, he just drank with his head down and became a lost sight. Ambush quickly waved his hand and said.

"That's not what I meant. I was just talking about a certain possibility. God can testify. My loyalty to the empire can be represented by the sun and the moon. I... you see, how good I speak Chinese."

Ambrose's drunkenness seemed to have disappeared at this time, and he even looked nervously to the left and right, lest he be regarded as a rebel, arrested, or disappeared... No, exile is no longer a secret.

There are more than 70,000 Chileans in exile in Africa. Among them are soldiers, politicians, landowners, businessmen, teachers, journalists, and many ordinary people. They resisted or promoted resistance and were arrested and then exiled.

to Africa.

What about them when their families lost their livelihoods because of their stupidity? They were well taken care of in the colonies - they even had two or three black mistresses and gave birth to a bunch of children. There are many like that in Africa

family!

Although this has reduced their fear a lot, for ordinary people, the gendarmerie and the legendary Gulag, Lubyanka, and Tekko still have a frightening presence.



Ambs, who had sobered up, dared to continue sitting here. After hurriedly walking out of the bar with his friends, he saw a brightly lit city that never sleeps.

This city is Taiyuan, which was once the capital of Chile, Santiago, but is now the most prosperous city under the Andes...

Looking up at the bright street lights above his head, looking at the city that never sleeps, Ambrose couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"The empire's rule... really pushed Chile away by dozens of miles!"

"Ha ha……"

Chandler patted him on the shoulder and said.

"This is a well-known thing! Although to a certain extent, they are full of suspicion and discrimination towards us, just like we used to be towards the Indians. But it is undeniable that under the rule of the empire, all people's

Life is very happy, and everyone’s life has been changed to varying degrees!”

In fact, this is where the Chileans are currently most troubled. On the one hand, they miss the past, but on the other hand, no one can deny that under the rule of the empire, the lives of most people have undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Yes, the Empire... is indeed the best ruler we can get. It would be better if they could be more fair..."


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next