War Palace and Knee Pillow, Austria’s Destiny

The Karamanli family returned to Tripoli with thousands of Egyptian craftsmen given by Franz. The first thing they did when they came to power was to announce that they would sever all ties with the United States.

The former Karamanli family, led by its most outstanding leader Yusuf Karamanli, tamed the Tuagre tribes in the west, defeated the Bedouin in the east, and even conquered the desert tribes in the south. With the Ministry under his command, the territory he ruled was no different from Libya at that time.

Yusuf Karamanli built schools, opened handicraft workshops, and learned advanced technology from the West. At the same time, he took advantage of the European war period to resell materials to actively develop business and build his own merchant fleet.

While the Kingdom of Tripoli was prospering, the Americans discovered that war money was indeed easy to make.

The Americans easily achieved the achievement of doubling their territory during the Napoleonic Wars. I won’t go into more details so as not to talk about hydrology.

In short, by coincidence, Tripoli was targeted by the Americans.

Washington directly appointed William Eaton, the U.S. consul in Tunisia, as commander of the naval fleet and decided to provide some small help to the Berbers in Africa.

For example, overthrow the Tripoli government and establish a pro-American regime.

Soon they found an unlucky guy, this was Yusuf Pasha's brother. With the US military occupying the port of Derna, the civil war in Tripoli officially began.

However, the US military was really good at that time. In the battle with the African indigenous people, they found that they were the one who suffered the greater losses. It took 1.5 US soldiers to kill one Tripoli indigenous person.

In the end, Washington had to pay reparations and withdraw its troops amid domestic condemnation. However, the civil war interrupted Tripoli's development, and it was eventually taken over and re-established as a direct jurisdiction of the Ottoman Empire.

Fortunately, the Ottoman Pasha who followed was equally unworthy. Coupled with the further shift of the commercial center to the Atlantic and the impact of the Turkish-Egyptian War, Tripoli soon became a place where birds did not shit.

Then, by acting as spies for Franz, the Karamanli family obtained a group of armed Egyptian craftsmen. Under the escort of Austria's "armed merchant ships", they took back their homeland with almost no bloodshed.

The biggest industry in Tripoli now is actually the port, which mainly relies on foreign merchant ships to come here to make extra money. Of course, it also provides some special services secretly, such as buying and selling slaves.

In addition, there are olive oil, wool, and various handicrafts. However, the prices of these items are very low, but it is enough for the Karamanli family who is entrenched here.

It is enough for them to support an army that can control the entire coastal area of ​​Tripoli.

The entire family also keeps a secret, which is a pit hundreds of meters deep.

Almost no one knows what this pit is used for, but since the Karamanli family regained power, they have been recruiting civilians to dig the pit.

Since there was no reasonable explanation, and people often died in the pit and could not return home, rumors spread over time that there was a monster in the pit.

In fact, they were looking for oil, which was naturally what Franz asked for, because Austria didn't really need a desert.

Oil is the blood of future industry, and Galicia's oil alone cannot afford the entire Austrian Empire. What's more, Franz has to take care of his allies in the German Confederation, so North African oil is necessary.

At this time, the Karamanli family and the first few thousand Egyptian craftsmen actually constituted the ruling class in Tripoli at this time.

Although it had only been a few years since the country was restored, the internal conflicts in Tripoli were more serious than Franz thought. The entire country was like a boiling water pot that could explode at any time.

The Karamanli family didn't take it seriously about the Chechen envoys visiting at this time. After all, they were just puppets used by Franz to pull strings. They couldn't do anything without speaking from above.

And the Chechens really don't know how to show appreciation. The Austrian side has clearly sent out so many gifts, but the former does not know how to return gifts.

Previously, the special envoy responsible for contacting him was killed. Although it was an envoy from Austria, he was a member of the Karamanli family.

Although some people wanted revenge, they were just puppets after all. If Franz, their benefactor, didn't say anything, they could only let it go.

Unable to fall out with the Chechens, and not wanting to upset the owner, the Karamanli family casually sent a housekeeper to handle the matter.

The purpose is to eat well and drink well, and don’t know anything about it.

Abidi Zabul was the steward of the Karamanli family who was responsible for the contact this time. He did not even want to allow the envoys of the Imam Khanate to enter the city.

In a courtyard near the port of Tripoli, Abedi Zaboul arrived belatedly.

Although he kept saying sorry and his face was full of guilt, he kept silent about the assistance.

Ibrahim did not want to waste time with the lackeys of the Karamanli family in front of him.

"I just want to ask, will you send troops?"

"I'm just a little housekeeper. You have to ask Mr. Heshan about this matter."

"Where is that Heshan? I am the servant of the great Imam Shamil. I represent the Imam Khanate. I want to talk to him!"

Ibrahim's tone was very exciting, and he couldn't taste the delicious food no matter how good it was.

As for wine, it was contraband in their teachings. Looking at the group of blasphemous guys in front of them, they felt even more angry, and their tone could not help but contain a hint of murderous intent.

Abidi Zabul didn't react at all, but Ibrahim's men all put down their hands to eat and slid their hands to their waists.

"Yes, you can talk to Master Heshan in person."

After hearing Abedi Zabul's words, the atmosphere in the court suddenly relaxed a lot.

"Then please take me there." Ibrahim's tone became much gentler.

Abidi waved his hand, "Don't worry."

"How can we not be in a hurry? Hundreds of thousands of Russian troops are raging in our homeland. They kill people and burn houses when they see them. Those who can't escape in time are either hanged or become slaves. We."

Ibrahim said excitedly because he saw Chechens in Istanbul's Slave Square before coming.

Ibrahim pulled the slave dealer to the corner and beat him up. He learned that these Caucasian slaves were sold to them by the Russians.

It is obvious that the Russians are serious this time and want to completely drive them out.

At this time Abidi continued.

"But Master Heshan is not in Tripoli."

"Then where is he?" Ibrahim asked, grabbing Abidi's Distash.

Distash = Arabian robe.

"release."

Abidi said coldly, but Ibrahim had no intention of letting go. Instead, he directly lifted the former up with his arms.

"tell me!"

There are many strong men in North Africa. Abidi did not take the reckless man in front of him seriously, and this was his territory. There was no chance that a group of mountain bandits would become arrogant and domineering here.