The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria’s Mandate of Heaven

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News of the Egyptian naval defeat came back to Cairo.

In Manio Palace, Muhammad Ali felt dizzy, and a maid tried to help him.

However, in an instant, the maid fell into a pool of blood.

Muhammad Ali held the scimitar in his hand, which was still bleeding, and laughed.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! You must all be lying to me! The number of battleships of Aipariki Pasha is twice that of the British, even if they cannot be defeated, the entire army will not be wiped out! Thiers promised me! France will definitely send troops!"

In fact, Thiers really wanted to have a big fight with the British, but at this time the French King Louis-Philippe was a patient of Anglophobia, and verbal threats to war with Britain were the limit he could tolerate.

The current situation is good enough for France, there is no need to go to war with the British for an Egypt. And as far as Louis-Philippe himself was concerned, he felt that England was invincible.

After all, as powerful as Napoleon, he could not break through the English Channel. Rather than creating any great achievements, he is more willing to be a peaceful monarch and continue his family's rule.

Sirte has long since lost his ambitions, and now he just wants to retire. But Ji Zuo, who actually holds power, is an out-and-out pro-British faction.

The French navy did not take any action in the end. After all, most Europeans at this time felt that the British navy was invincible. Even during the Crimean War, the Russians would rather sink their ships than have a direct conflict with the British navy.

None of the surrounding courtiers dared to dissuade them, they could only shrink back and pray that Ali Pasha would not call his name.

At this time, a clever courtier thought of the opium wine, and hurriedly opened the wine cabinet. The moment the cork was uncorked, Ali seemed to wake up, and after taking a big gulp, he threw the wine bottle on the ground.

He didn't expect his allies to be so short-sighted. It seemed that he could only use his trump card to let those short-sighted guys know his true strength.

"Send my order to let Aisha Pasha immediately take the big fleet to go out, let them destroy the British fleet in Beirut at all costs. At the same time, send an order to Ibrahim to drive the British into the sea at all costs. Be sure to let Osman agrees to our terms..."

Muhammad Ali suddenly realized that something was wrong and asked.

"Where's Aisha Pasha?"

No one answered.

"Where's Aisha Pasha?"

Ali asked again, but still no answer.

"Are you all deaf? If you don't say it, you will all be killed!"

At this time, a courtier finally prostrated himself on the ground.

"My lord, Aisha Pasha is dead."

Muhammad Ali jumped in the chest, as if hit by a heavy hammer.

"The British did it?"

"..." No one answered.

"Who did it!" Ali yelled.

"have no idea.."

"Where's my fleet?"

"..."

"Where's my fleet!" Ali roared with red eyes. He had already thought of the worst possibility, which was to be blown up in the dock. But it is almost impossible to blow up such a large natural cave. It is almost impossible to destroy so many ships at once. He also had a sense of luck...

"Being driven away..."

"what!?"

It pained Muhammad Ali more than having his fleet owned by someone else. He fell back on his throne.

Muhammad Ali closed his eyes and recalled his life as a soldier. From an orphan begging on the side of the road, he became the overlord step by step. It took him eight years of painstaking efforts. Sacrifice the future of Egypt, yet at this moment make a wedding dress for someone else.

(Although Egypt's borrowing from France allowed the former to develop rapidly in a short period of time, once the war is defeated, the latter will be completely overwhelmed by debt.)

Finally Ali spit out a mouthful of black blood and fell on his back.

Ibrahim, who was on the front line in Syria, actually led his army to storm Beirut without waiting for Ali's order, hoping to get back to Beirut from

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The important city was recaptured from the British.

However, the 20,000 elite troops under him still could not take down the city where the 2,000 Sequoia Army was stationed.

Compared with the fighting power of the Sequoia Army, what surprised him even more was that the residents of Beirut actually sided with the British.

"These **** traitors, heretic lackeys!" Ibrahim was frustrated on both sides at this time, and the logistics had been harassed by the guerrillas. Although he didn't know the situation at sea, he was sure that everything was bad now.

Istanbul, Grand Salakirio Palace.

Mejid couldn't believe his ears. The British wiped out the Egyptian navy with half of the opponent's force, and then the Austrians cut off the hidden power of the Egyptian navy.

McGidd has been called a genius since he was a child, but now he suddenly feels that his brain is not enough.

The amount of information was a bit beyond the limit he could bear, but McGidd understood that the old man Metternich was not just talking, the Austrians were indeed powerful, and now he had to reconsider his relationship with European countries.

But in any case, this time the Ottoman crisis should be resolved. Egypt, which has lost its navy, can only choose to retreat, otherwise it will be cut off by the navy. The 130,000 Egyptian expeditionary force will have no bones left and can only be turned into the Syrian desert. in the dust.

Although the Egyptians are finished, the war potential of the Ottoman Empire is also finished. And those crazy pagans in the north will definitely not miss this opportunity to make unreasonable demands on the weak Osman.

Mejid felt that it might be possible to use the power of the Austrian Empire to check and balance the terrible Russia. Moreover, there are many Slavs in Austria, and the excuse Russia used against the Ottoman Empire is likely to be used against the Austrians.

According to Mejid's prediction, after the Austrians got the rotten land in Bosnia, they should no longer be interested in the Ottoman land.

After all~www.wuxiaspot.com~ that is the worst piece of land in Ottoman, the barren land is full of bandits, and the sturdy mountain people are either fighting or on the way to fight, so that taxation can't maintain local stability at all.

Mejid believes that the poisonous candy of Bosnia will definitely stop Austria's ambitions for the Balkans. And according to his intelligence, except for a small number of Catholics in Bosnia in the Balkans, Europeans in other regions are heretics to Austria.

The leader of the heresy is of course a Russian. He knows that heresy is more terrible than heresy, so he firmly believes in his own judgment. find true balance.

The so-called three fulcrums of Mejid are Austria, England, and Russia.

Ottoman is a region heavily influenced by religion. Although Mejid and his father have been trying to weaken the influence of religion, they still cannot change their religious thinking.

However, within the Austrian Empire, there were voices of opposition.

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