Chapter 428 "Tribal Warrior"
At the same time, in the Kahir Palace in Tunis City, Tunisia's Intelligence Director Ishaq was also discussing the same topic with his men.
"Yes, there must be tribes that are willing to take risks just to make some money." Ishaq sneered, "Actually, we need just such an 'example'."
"Need it?" the intelligence officer next to him asked in surprise, "What do you mean?"
"The Palace of Versailles has issued an order. If a serious case occurs in which a peace officer is killed, the tribe he is responsible for will face severe punishment." Ishaq said, "If the leader takes the responsibility, all the top leaders of the tribe will be arrested. If not, If people stand up, the entire tribe of adults will become coolies!”
"Will this, will this cause a backlash from other tribes?"
"No need to worry." The Intelligence Director waved his hand calmly, "This is a serious crime of killing the Sheriff, and other tribes will definitely not sympathize with them. Even the tribe from which the Sheriff comes will thank the military for avenging their tribesmen.
"As long as one or two tribes set an 'example' for everyone, other tribes will start to respect the peace officer very much."
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Algiers.
Annaba.
Kehel, the commander of the Algiers Guards, rolled up the secret letter in despair. Because his hands were shaking, he repeated it five or six times before putting the roll of paper into the mailbox.
The letter had just been sent from Mitijia, and its content could be summarized in one sentence - the British had cut off all aid.
From funds to weapons, from intelligence to military advisors, everything disappeared overnight.
In other words, Algiers now has to face the wrath of France alone...
Monsignor Dey ordered him to hold Annaba until the Algiers ambassador and the French completed the armistice negotiations.
However, Kehler knew very well that even if he commanded the elite Guards, they would not be able to withstand the powerful French - he had already confirmed this last year.
And the so-called Imperial Guards in his hands are just a ragtag group of people who have been put together here and there and have been trained for less than a year.
He estimated that he only needed 3,000 French troops to launch a charge, no, even just a few rounds of shelling, and his defense line would collapse.
No, he also has the Black Guards of Morocco. Kehel suddenly had an inspiration. As long as the Moroccans help, it should be possible to defend Annaba for a month or two.
He hurriedly waved to his attendants and said, "Quick, prepare a big gift. I'm going to see Said Pasha!"
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Tunisian border town Tamiray.
Lefebvre used his telescope to look eastward for the 30th time today, and still saw only the wilderness in his field of vision.
He impatiently said to his staff: "Aren't those guys here yet? My wife takes the children for an outing faster than they do!"
"Uh, yes, Lieutenant Colonel, they are already two days behind schedule..."
"Two days and seven hours!" Lefebvre shouted. He was already extremely dissatisfied when he was sent to Tunisia - except for him, most of the Guards Corps went to Silesia to start a head-on battle with the Prussians. But he can only play with the weak North African "natives" here! Even if you win, you will have nothing to show off to others in the future.
Just a month ago, the war in the Southern Netherlands came to an end. After the Prussian withdrawal, General Leo had led the Austrian army to attack the rebels in Brussels.
The main force of the Southern Netherlands rebels had suffered serious losses before. Most of the defenders were new soldiers, and because Hanover and Prussia withdrew their troops one after another, morale was extremely low.
So Leo, with the help of Lefebvre's Army, quickly invaded Brussels, and the Parliament of the Southern Netherlands was dissolved.
Van der Noort fled to the Netherlands with some of the core members of the Brabant uprising. Most other rebels surrendered.
At this point, except for Wallonia, the Southern Netherlands returned to Austrian hands.
Joseph ordered the Guards Corps to rest for a month before heading to Silesia to fight.
As for Tunisia, in fact, only 20,000 men from Scherer's Army were enough to capture Annaba. However, in order to have a sufficient deterrent effect on the tribes in Tunisia, Joseph still called on Lefebvre to lead nearly 4,000 men. The Guards Corps arrived to assist in the battle.
If it weren't for the fact that Joseph asked Lefebvre to wait for the "tribal warriors" to arrive and take them to fight on the front line, Lefebvre might have captured Annaba as early as a week ago.
Finally, around 4 p.m. that day, a tribal army of nearly 5,000 people arrived in Tamirai. And until noon the next day, the tail of the team was still outside the town. In addition, hundreds of people are missing because they are left behind.
Lefebvre was already impatient and immediately ordered the tribal troops to rush to the front line immediately. The Guards Corps is ready to attack at any time.
The ignorant are fearless, and the "tribal warriors" are gearing up one by one, thinking that they will kill a few Algiers later and take home a piece of the war exploits.
The next morning, the morning breeze blew away the mist. Kehler saw the French army's murderous formation through the telescope, and couldn't help but twitch in his heart.
Soon, a melodious sound of trumpets came from the French army, and then he saw a group of nearly 5,000 French troops lined up...a very messy three-tiered line array. Well, that could barely be considered a line array. , slowly approaching towards him.
Keheler did not dare to be careless at all. He just thought it was a new tactic of the French army, or a skirmish formation. He immediately ordered the entire army to be on alert, and at the same time notified the Moroccan Guards to coordinate defense.
About 50 minutes later, the French "skirmishing formation" finally reached a position 400 steps away from the Algiers defense line. During this period, the formation separated twice, and the officers had to stop and regroup.
Kehler looked at this strange French army with his binoculars doubtfully. It was not until the attendant reminded him that he remembered to fire.
As the Algiers army roared, several iron balls landed in front of the French army's column with a sharp whistling sound. The formation that had been somewhat scattered before suddenly came to a standstill.
Less than a minute later, there was another flash of cannon fire. This time the Algiers artillery was lucky. Three British 6-pounder cannon shells penetrated into the crowd of "tribal warriors".
Suddenly, a series of slight "clicks" sounded, and three gullies composed of limbs and blood foam instantly appeared in the tribal army.
After a moment of silence, those "tribal warriors" let out one after another wails. The officers could not restrain them at all, and even hundreds of people turned around and fled.
When the third round of shelling hit, the entire tribal army collapsed completely - thousands of people desperately ran away, until they were face to face with the forward of the Guards Corps, they still did not stop.
Lefebvre's face was gloomy as he watched his soldiers point their bayonets forward, and finally forced the broken soldiers to disperse to both sides.
Keheler was even more stunned on the spot - had he successfully defended it?
(End of this chapter)