Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 202: Is King

To ask the truth in Fasher's heart, what did he think of this war, and why he even fought this battle, so far he still hasn't understood much.

Xu Jun made a small empirical mistake. He overestimated the prince’s ability. In fact, the Saudis of this era have fallen behind this era as a whole, and this situation has continued for a long time. Time is up.

It's not because the world has abandoned the people of the peninsula, but their society as a whole chose to isolate themselves from the world. On the surface, this is a cultural issue, but in the final analysis, all of this is a derivative product of religious politics.

In Riyadh’s days, Fashir’s life was actually very simple. Every morning, he set aside one or two hours to deal with some chores. The rest of the time was games, hunting, and various banquets, and then he was like an ordinary Arab man. Praise the true **** so piously.

The king's attitude towards such offspring of the royal family is very generous, and it can even be said to be a bit conniving. As long as it does not threaten the rule of him and his descendants, he will generously meet all the requirements of his relatives. This is a custom formed by nomads in history, because if a family wants to survive in the harsh natural environment of the peninsula, the most basic condition is that all members are united as one.

Fasher has ambitions in power, but lacks the strength to achieve his ambitions. At the same time, he has not received a systematic modern education, and he is still ignorant of the outside world. Fashir's knowledge of military and political aspects came from the careful teaching of his chief's father and tribal elders. And his concept of war still remains at the level of the series of tribal civil wars fifteen years ago.

At that time, Fasher was only more than ten years old, but he also rode a camel and followed his father to the front line. Although he was just standing next to the commander to watch the battle, he did open his eyes. However, these experiences cannot be used for reference in the war before us.

The tactics and strategies of the Arab tribes have been eliminated by this era. The world’s top military powers have entered the stage of mechanization and three-dimensional warfare at this moment, and those are still at the level of military technology from the beginning of the century to the end of World War I. In the face of these great powers, the country can only be cruelly crushed.

This is an excellent example of the current national government. The national army, which still uses pre-World War I tactics, is at least ten years behind Japan in terms of military theory and tactics. The formation of military officers in the national government has been a secret topic for a long time in later generations. Both sides in the civil war deliberately ignored or concealed the fact that the famous military academy in the national government really had its status. Compatible teaching level.

In the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, the officers who served as division commander, army commander, and even commander of the group army in the national army were mostly trained from the late Qing Dynasty to the warlord melee era. They clung to the old experience of the civil war and the tactics of their officers and soldiers. And training level, not even comparable to Lao Beiyang in the late Qing Dynasty.

The gap between the Saudi army and the German army can no longer be measured by generation difference. This is completely a collision of two military cultures across time and space.

If Fasher is a member of the royal family who is enthusiastic about warfare, then he might be able to tell some meaningful truths. It is a pity that this prince's understanding of modern warfare may be dissatisfied with a cup of water.

"This... Honorable Führer... Hmm..." Fasher's forehead was dripping with sweat.

"I think the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia will definitely be defeated in this war." After holding back for more than ten seconds, the prince finally came up with such a sentence.

"Why do you think so?" Xu Jun's tone was gentle.

It seems that there is no problem with this answer. Fasher, who felt that the German head of state was right, let out a sigh of relief.

"Because Germany is the world’s first-class power, and Saudi Arabia is just a poor desert country. Regardless of population or wealth, Saudi Arabia cannot be compared with Germany. Germany also has the world’s most advanced weapons and The most powerful army, you defeated France and Britain, and conquered the whole of Europe. As far as I know, only the Roman Empire completed these great achievements. Germany must be the leader of the world. It is foolish to be an enemy of the German army. The behavior." Fasher's thinking became flexible, and he tried his best to tout the aggressor in front of him.

At this time, he can still retain the ability to think, which proves that the prince's psychological quality is quite good. If it is replaced by some other Arab prisoners, it is not bad to be able to answer a whole sentence.

"You are right, Prince Fasher, my subordinates did not lie, you are indeed very knowledgeable." Xu Jun nodded with satisfaction and said.

"Thank you for your compliment. Compared with you who are as wise as a desert, I can only be regarded as a country shepherd who has never seen the world." Fasher humbled his chest.

"Don't be so humble, Your Royal Highness. It's a pity..." Xu Jun said with a smile: "Some people don't understand the simple truths like what you just said, such as your king. Your Majesty, can you tell me why this happens?"

"That's because..." Fasher stopped here, and he raised his head to look at Xu Jun.

"That's because Ibn Shah is arrogant and arrogant..." Fasher tentatively said, the expression of the German head did not change.

"Because he was blinded by personal greed and forgot the teachings of the true god." Fasher continued.

This time, the German head of state was still calm. He just picked up a long sword from the table. God knows how a long sword was placed there. The blade flickered in the sun, and Fasher couldn't help swallowing it. Take a sip of water.

"Because he is stupid and ignorant?" Fasher began to hesitate.

"All of what you said is correct. Since Ibn Saud has so many flaws, it is obviously no longer suitable to be a king." Xu Jun looked at the long sword in his hand, and said flatly to Fasher. .

"Yes, he is no longer fit to be our king." Fasher finally couldn't help but tell the voice he had hidden for more than ten years.

"I admire you more and more, Prince Fashir." Xu Jun stood up and walked to Fashir with a long sword.

"The true God is on the top, it is my honor, honorable head of state." Fasher hurriedly leaned down, expressing his surrender with gestures.

"Now I need someone. I think you should be qualified. After all, you are a true member of the Saudi royal family." Xu Jun held the sword in one hand and looked down at the gray ridge of the long sword full of history.

This is a knight's long sword forged in the early eleventh century. It was a popular style at the time. It had a straight cross-shaped sword with a huge ruby ​​inlaid in the middle of the round handle. The sword grid and the sword spine are inlaid with a decorative pattern composed of gold wire, and the huge handle is entirely made of gold.

Looking at the materials and workmanship of this sword, the owner of this sword was definitely not a nameless person, but Xu Jun did not search the sword for a long time, and did not find any clues about the previous owner. There was no owner. Initials, no badges, or even the hymns commonly seen on weapons at the time.

"No, no, no, honorable head of state. Strictly speaking, I am only a collateral member. My father is just one of many distant cousins ​​in Ibn Saudi. If the strength of the family tribe is not weak, I would not have To the title of this prince." Fasher humbly set aside his relationship with the royal family.

"You mean, you deceived my subordinates before, but you actually don't have a deep relationship with the royal family?" Xu Jun dropped the tip of his sword and placed it in front of Fasher's nose. The head of the Führer's hand was very steady, his sharp sword was chilling, and Fashir stared at the tip of the sword with wide eyes in panic.

"No, I didn't mean that... Honorable head of state." The prince resisted his instinct to escape.

"What does that mean? Don't you have the blood of the Saudi royal family?" Xu Jun looked at the prince who had become the opposite, and shouted with a serious face.

"Yes, yes, ah no...no, I mean I have the blood of the Saudi royal family, the head of state." Fasher felt that familiar urination came up again, unexpectedly the German head of state He was also a lunatic, and he drew his sword and turned his face when he didn't agree with him. He didn't want a living person to sacrifice his sword. I heard from the English teacher that there was such a custom in ancient Germans.

If he was hacked to death on the spot by the German Führer, he would not even have a place to call for grievances. As for resisting, don't tease him. Didn't you see that Lieutenant Colonel Randolph had already drew his pistol.

"That's right, Prince Fasher, before answering other people's questions, you must first think carefully." Xu Jun did not remove the long sword, he smiled, and continued to say: "Yi This Saudi Arabia will be overthrown, but I don’t want to sever the Saudi family’s rule over the Kingdom of Nezhi. So I must choose a suitable person from the blood of the Saudi royal family to inherit the throne of the Kingdom of Nezhi. My subordinates I recommend you, Prince Fasher." Before Fashir could figure out his taste from the words of the German head of state, Xu Jun flipped his wrist and put the long sword on the prince's left shoulder.

"In the name of the head of the Great German Empire, and the power granted to me by God, I declare that you are the king of the Arab kingdom of Nezhi, and you are King Fasher I." The head of Germany lifted his chin and his face was holy Said.

"Congratulations~IndoMTL.com~His Majesty Fasher I." Then Xu Jun patted Fashir on the right shoulder with his long sword, ending this trivial canonization ceremony.

"Wait...wait a minute, do you want me to inherit the throne of Ibn Saud?" Fasher finally reacted from the dementia. What kind of new routine is this, I don't understand the thoughts of this head of state at all.

"It is not the entire Saudi Arabia, but the Kingdom of Neizhi. The Kingdom of Hanzhi will be returned to the Hashim family." Xu Jun said with a sword.

"Aren't you kidding me."

"I don't have the time to make this kind of joke for you, Fasher." Xu Jun turned and walked over to the table, putting the long sword back on the round table.

"But if you don't want to be this king, I won't try to force it." Xu Jun's face was smiling, but his tone became utterly cold.

"The German Army is approaching Riyadh. I believe my subordinates will send me a dozen princes soon. I don’t believe that there will be no one Fasher II in it. Randolph, send two people to send it. Your Majesty will go back to the room and think about it."

Detecting that the German head of state had put an accent on the "Second King", Fasher was involuntarily shivered, and then he felt hot and humid at the base of his thigh, but his heart became cold. Xu Jun said next to him I couldn't hear a word.

"I am willing, my honorable head of state, I am willing to do whatever you ask me to do. I, Fasher bin Abdul bin Mohammed, swear to the greatest true God, I will always be you The most loyal and humble servant." Fasher hissed, and then knelt down on the carpet.

PS: Thank you for your support. I'm sorry that I can only update one chapter today, and the remaining chapter will be updated tomorrow.

The plot of the Middle East is here for the time being, and the next chapter will be transferred back to South Asia, so today’s double changes to tomorrow, I need to carefully consider the plot.