Master Yuan, start!

All the rockery, flowing water and potted plants were given to the people in Guangzhou city.

No one was given a chair except the reporters and envoys from various countries.

In the eyes of these people, the podium, which was not impressive and was so narrow that it could only cover the lower body, now looked simpler and neater.

There were no flowers, no ribbons, and not even a luxurious podium. Everything was arranged to ensure basic needs.

Although they did not know where this style came from, in the eyes of these journalists, this style demonstrated the Social Revolutionaries' style of not competing with others and not wasting.

They are indeed two completely different species from previous Qing Dynasty officials.

I recall the scenes in the past when a Qing Dynasty official, or an official from the Lingnan Xinghan Military Governor's Office, had to order people to select an auspicious day, hang up lights and decorations, and spend several days preparing even for a notice.

Liao Zhongkai couldn't help but sigh at the huge ideological gap between the two political parties.

Naturally, no one would pay attention to the little Guangzhou prefect who was feeling sentimental in the corner.

But the two people standing opposite each other behind the podium made everyone hold their breath.

Yuan Shikai, President of the Republic of China.

And

Emperor Thanh Thai Nguyen Phuc Trieu was the 10th emperor of the Nguyen Dynasty of Great Southern Kingdom.

Emperor Thanh Thai looked a little pale. As the emperor of Vietnam, the ruler of a country, he always regarded himself as the orthodox Chinese. He never thought that one day he would come to China in such a situation and with such an identity.

The great country of China is often mentioned in historical books, poems and Chinese classics.

Even though the person on the other side was Yuan Shikai, the President of the Republic of China, who had been of great help to him and even helped him escape from the clutches of the French.

Emperor Chengtai was still a little dazed, as if the scene before him was not real.

However, after seeing the encouraging expressions of Nguyen Thien Thuy, Phan Boi Chau and others beside him, Emperor Thanh Thai finally plucked up the courage and spoke.

"On behalf of the ancestors of the Nguyen Dynasty and the millions of people of Dai Nan, I make a solemn promise to all countries and governments around the world.

For the sake of peace in Da Nan and to expel the French, we earnestly request the President of the Republic of China, His Excellency Yuan Shikai, to recapture the 5000 miles of Da Nan territory that has been lost!

The Huns have yet to be destroyed, so how can I return home?

At the same time, until the Great Southern Kingdom is restored, I will remain unmarried and childless, to demonstrate my commitment to standing with the people of Great Southern."

Emperor Chengtai's speech was not very fluent, and he was obviously not used to the sentence format of this article which was more vernacular.

However, his pronunciation was quite standard, with the unique accent of Cantonese Mandarin, which showed his determination to fight the French to the death.

Seeing Emperor Chengtai read out these words on his own, the British Minister to China, Sir Claude MacDonald, who was watching, couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

Once Emperor Chengtai's words spread, Yuan Shikai would really be in a fight to the death with the French, with almost no chance of recovery.

Even if the French wanted to establish another Vietnamese emperor, his legitimacy would definitely not be able to compete with Emperor Thanh Thai who issued the "Declaration of Alliance with China to Resist France".

But no matter what, my goal was finally achieved.

Dou Nale still breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, France's influence in Asia was completely challenged.

Before the colonial issue in Indochina is resolved, the French should not try to stir up trouble elsewhere, otherwise they may face the risk of chaos in several major colonies.

That evening he sent a telegram to 10 Downing Street: "Except for the Germans who still have troops in South West Africa, I think we have no need to worry about anyone coming back to hinder our South African campaign.

As for the Sino-French War, I personally think it is no longer relevant to the overall situation.

No matter who wins or loses, it will not have much impact on our colonial interests in China.

If France wins, we can take the opportunity to help Yuan Shikai, or we can join forces with the French to put pressure on them, both of which will yield considerable benefits.

If China wins, we can also bring the British Empire to Indochina and add another less dazzling pearl to Queen Victoria's crown.

However, I think it is highly likely that they will not be able to determine the winner.

Perhaps, a year, no, half a year later, when we have concluded the South African Campaign and returned to the Far East with the prestige of victory, we can still act as a mediator and generously give the two sides a chance to negotiate.

Dounale didn't know that half a year later he would begin to feel ashamed of this idea and even wanted to resign from his post as minister to China.

After all, no one expected that the world's invincible British Empire would fail and almost capsize in tiny South Africa.

But at least for now, his ideas still represent the entire British high-level, because they still think that the South African War is just a small battle.

Back to reality.

After listening to Emperor Wan Tai's speech, Yuan Xiangcheng first thanked him for his contribution to Sino-Vietnamese friendship.

Afterwards, they talked at length about the historical origins between China and Vietnam, and claimed that the Vietnamese were descendants of the Miao people from Guangdong and Guangxi in China, who later migrated south and gradually formed Vietnam.

Afterwards, Yuan Xiangcheng waved his hand, and Ming Ye brought over a box. After opening it, a jade seal was found inside.

Yes, this is the imperial seal of the Vietnamese emperor.

The jade seal that appeared in Guangzhou City was naturally a fake, but that didn't matter.

Yuan Xiangcheng believed it was true, and Emperor Chengtai also admitted it was true, so it must be true.

With everyone witnessing, Yuan Shikai picked up the heavy seal, rubbed it on the ink pad for a while, and then stamped it on a military order to dispatch the National Revolutionary Army to the south.

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"From now on, all patriotic people of Annan will abide by the decrees stamped with the Imperial Seal. All other decrees without the Imperial Seal are false and absurd. Patriots are not required to obey them!"

Emperor Chengtai cleverly said these words to everyone present, which was considered a complete recognition of the legitimacy of Yuan Shikai's invasion of Vietnam and the National Revolutionary Army's deployment of troops in Vietnam.

From now on, all large and small forces in Vietnam that intend to rebel against France will be controlled by this imperial seal.

When the reporter's camera was pointed at the two men and captured the moment when Yuan Shikai took over the imperial seal from Emperor Chengtai, everyone forgot about the raging Sino-French War and their breathing became a little rapid.

Ming Ye, Duan Qirui, Wang Shizhen and others also had smiles on their faces.

This scene is what many talented and ambitious people have longed for. The People's Republic of China now has a legitimate reason to intervene in the situation in Vietnam.

From now on, France can no longer say that China is an aggressor. On the contrary, they themselves have become the designated aggressor.

Although the National Revolutionary Army has paid the price of thousands of deaths and thousands of injuries for this, it will pay even more in the future.

But it's all worth it.

After all, who can say that Vietnam will not become the next North Korea?

Both are of Chinese Miao descent, one in the northeast and the other in the southwest.

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The wanderers from the Northeast have returned home, and the wanderers from the Southwest have been bullied after wandering for hundreds of years and now come to seek help.

After teaching the uninvited guest a lesson, wouldn’t he think about coming home?

Seeing Emperor Chengtai's somewhat unhappy expression, Yuan Xiangcheng handed the jade seal to Mingye, and after approaching, he whispered:

"Your Majesty, what is there to worry about?

Now that we have escaped the clutches of the French and the prison of Hue, we can finally return to nature after being in a cage for so long.

The vast land of China, its vast rivers and mountains, whether it's the snowy forests of the Northeast, the fertile fields of North China, or the poetic water towns of the South, Your Majesty is free to go wherever you want, and Xiangcheng will not stop you!

What Yuan Xiangcheng said was the truth. As long as he sent troops to follow Emperor Chengtai, half protecting and half monitoring him, Emperor Chengtai could go wherever he wanted.

After all, he rescued Emperor Cheng Tai as a savior.

If we send Emperor Chengtai to Tianjin or Jiangning and put him under house arrest in disguise, wouldn't that be slapping ourselves in the face?

Perhaps he had come to his senses, or perhaps he was touched by Yuan Xiangcheng's words, Emperor Chengtai raised his head, looked at Yuan Xiangcheng in front of him, and said:

"Thank you very much, President, for your assistance to Great South. I will never forget this. If we ever restore our country, I will invite you to sit at the top table, and I will sit at the bottom, pouring wine to express my gratitude!"

Liu Yuan Xiangcheng looked at Emperor Chengtai deeply. He could see that Emperor Chengtai might believe in him, but he did not believe him absolutely.

6 This is inevitable. No one will trust others unconditionally, not even their own parents.

As for trusting the leader of another country, it is even more difficult.

However, none of this matters.

He smiled as he looked at Emperor Chengtai in front of him and replied, "Forget about the wine pouring. Your Majesty is the ruler of a country, how can I let Your Majesty do such a disrespectful thing.

However, on the day Annan regains its independence, I will ride into Hanoi to celebrate the victory for the Chinese and Vietnamese soldiers!"

His voice was loud and clear, and he did not try to suppress it deliberately because of the many reporters and officials from various countries present. His confidence and assertiveness were condensed in his tall and straight body. Behind him was the National Revolutionary Army fighting bloody battles in Lianzhou City.

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"Come on! Come on, foreign devils, grandpa is here!" In Lianzhou City, Wu Yue's index finger was tightly clasped on the Maxim machine gun.

With thousands of people firing together, the sound of gunfire was even denser than the raindrops last night.

Beside him were four comrades who had died when shrapnel flew in from the firing windows. The only three remaining soldiers of the artillery squad were also wrapped in gauze, moving boxes of shells out of the ammunition depot. The road, just over ten meters long, was stained with a bloodstain from their blood.

The ammunition feeder pried open the ammunition box and stuffed two loaded shells into the paulownia gun. Bursts of hot air were still emanating from the barrel.

Seeing this, a soldier immediately grabbed two kettles and poured cold water into them. The high-temperature steam even burned his wrists.

But he had completely forgotten the pain. After kicking a few empty ammunition boxes to the side, he picked up his rifle and aimed it at several French soldiers who were attacking this side.

In the ammunition depot in Lianzhou City, the reserve company mobilized all the soldiers to move the shells out. At this moment, they had no other ideas, and there was only one thought in their minds.

Bullets! More bullets! Fire more bullets!

Torrential bullets were fired from the plum blossom-shaped machine gun bunker with a cement helmet. Inside the makeshift bunker, the five Maxim guns displayed extremely terrifying lethality.

French soldiers fell in front of the rammed earth embankment in batches, and the bodies killed by cannons were twisted and strange in shape.

The entire surface was covered in smoke from the simultaneous leakage of nine machine gun shells and nine artillery shells.

Suddenly, several short, unnoticed French soldiers suddenly stood up from among the corpses.

They held a bundle of weapons in their arms and rushed forward under the cover of gunpowder smoke.

The gas from the explosion of the yellow dynamite made Wu Yue and Fang Yuqiu's throats burn and they could hardly open their eyes.

Seeing the French soldiers approaching, he shouted: "Shoot, shoot!"

As he shouted, he twisted the Maxim heavy machine gun, which he was not very familiar with. As the muzzle twisted, two French soldiers, also holding explosives, rushed out from the other direction.

Except for the machine gunner who was still delivering bullets, everyone else in the bunker had almost forgotten their work. Densely packed rifle barrels protruded from the five shooting windows.

Amid the monotonous gunfire, the French soldiers acting as human bombs fell one after another, but one guy managed to run within thirty meters before being shot dead.

"boom!"

Picric acid explosives, which were about the same power as the nitroglycerin explosives used by the Wehrmacht, were detonated, sending yellow smoke all over the sky.