Chapter 821 Nonsense
While the public sentiment was turbulent and the governments of various countries were struggling, Andres Pretorius and Councilor Kurdrey were drinking wine happily.
But after a few glasses of wine, old Pretorius burst into tears.
"We Boers were first abandoned by our king and then expelled by our masters. Unexpectedly, today there are so many people who have nothing to do with us who are willing to help us fight against the most powerful country in the world."
Note: The Boers were originally Dutch immigrants in the Cape Colony, but after the Napoleonic Wars they were sold to the British by the current king's father, "Merchant King" William I, for six million pounds.
The British later became the masters of the Cape Colony, but they did not like the Aboriginal people, and it had nothing to do with their skin color.
Although little Kuldray was drunk, he was not confused.
After all, the two people live in different environments. Old Pretorius faces more poisonous insects and beasts and primitive tribes, and most of his enemies show their hostility. Congressman Kurdre Jr. is a politician and faces countless enemies every day. Unclear open and hidden arrows.
Old Pretorius's unintentional words were like a bolt from the blue to young Kurdrey. Only then did the latter realize that he might have been deceived and that his national sentiments had been deceived. cold.
"How can it be irrelevant?"
The former also came back to his senses at this time, and found that his words were indeed inappropriate. In fact, the Boers are their own name, and other countries do not recognize it.
And that sentence of irrelevance is indeed very hurtful. Although the elder Pretorius originally meant a relatively distant person, it does sound like he is playing on national sentiments.
But he couldn't think of an excuse for the moment. After all, he had never encountered such a situation before.
Finally, little Kurdrey said with a smile.
"There are no Boers or Luxembourgers here. Today we are all Germans! Come, let us drink to the great German nation!"
When the people around heard Mr. Congressman say this, they thought that Bull was a place name, so they didn't pay much attention to it. Everyone raised their glasses and started drinking.
"Respect the nation! Respect Germany!"
This kind of sound made some people in the tavern unhappy. This was Vienna, where the upper-class elites of all ethnic groups in the Austrian Empire and those who wanted to climb up gathered here. They might not like this atmosphere.
In fact, nationalism is poison to stitch monsters like Austria, because the strength of some people will make others appear weak, and contradictions will emerge in endlessly.
After the cocktail party, Congressman Kurdrey Jr. came to the temporary Confederate headquarters in Vienna again. He applied for a thorough and detailed investigation of Andres Pretorius.
The latter drank so much that he could only walk with help. But he immediately woke up after returning to his room. Old Pretorius could clearly feel that he was being protected, or in other words, being monitored.
But he had no choice. It was the Luxembourgers who brought him, and even if he escaped, he would have nowhere to go, not to mention that his previous efforts would be wasted.
So old Pretorius put the primer on his gun and fell asleep. His experience in the colony made his nerves both sensitive and thick.
He could still sleep even if someone was watching him.
On the other hand, the German nationalists began to join forces. They decided to make a big news and planned to besiege the British Embassy first.
However, as soon as this group of people set out on the road, they found that the road was full of checkpoints and military police. They were all arrested on various charges before they even reached the British Embassy.
For example, drinking and causing trouble, spitting, making loud noises, etc.
In fact, the top leaders in Vienna were relatively relaxed. Because the German Confederation had expanded, they could declare the previous meeting invalid and convene the Confederation Congress again. This time, some reliable people would be replaced to vote again.
Moreover, Metternich felt that since the Boers could not survive in the British territory, they would just go to the Austrian territory.
Anyway, Franz spends a lot of money to invite immigrants every year. It is better to directly use the waste to send the Boers to the Tanzania Governorate, or directly break up the scattered colonies in West Africa.
In fact, Metternich's ideas and methods were correct, but what he didn't know was that the world's largest gold and diamond mines were buried under the land of the Transvaal.
Andres Pretorius and the Boers were sitting on a golden mountain without knowing it, but Franz, the time traveler, knew it all, so he could not just move away.
Since the stakes were so high, almost all the top officials of the Austrian Empire gathered together.
The outspoken Count Latour spoke first.
"Today's young people are getting more and more outrageous. They dare to say and do anything."
Franz scratched his forehead.
"I'm not talking about you, Archduke Franz."
"Cough cough cough." Friedrich coughed again in displeasure.
"I'm not talking about you either, your Excellency, the Commander of the Navy."
Archduke Friedrich in history had already drowned at this time. It seems that he accidentally fell into the water while patrolling a warship at night. It is also said that the sailors mutinied and pushed him into the water. However, it is true that the naval commander drowned in the sea. Very ironic.
However, history has changed now. After Friedrich married Princess Sneka, he would not be so bored as to patrol warships in the middle of the night.
Friedrich did not go to the port and naturally did not fall into the water. However, according to his attendants, the Grand Duke almost drowned in the bathtub a few days ago while playing with the Grand Duchess.
This may be the final stubbornness of the God of Death.
Closer to home, Count Latour is not optimistic about the prospects of this war.
"The British maritime power is too strong. Most of the German states are landlocked. The Danish navy is eager to try, but they don't have battleships."
"The Danes? How could they have a hand in it?" asked Julius Heinau.
"The King of Denmark is also the Grand Duke of Holstein, and the relationship between the Danes and the British is very bad, except that they don't have the wood to build ships."
Count Latour continued after explaining.
"Other countries can't count on it, and our navy is too weak."
"I don't agree!" Friedrich said very unhappily.
“We can destroy the British Mediterranean fleet and seize Crete in fifteen days.
But can your army take the Strait of Gibraltar? Our maritime power is not weak, but we cannot break through the Strait of Gibraltar. "
Count Latour was a little helpless. He had no way to deal with the son of his old boss, and he didn't understand the navy, but he could still tell which side had more ships and which side had fewer ships, so he felt that Archduke Friedrich could only He's just trying to show off his strength.
However, Friedrich had actually been preparing for this day for many years. He planned nine different plans to seize the island, of which fifteen days was the slowest.