Time flies, mankind is about to enter the 20th century. At the turn of this century, Li Haidn, who has become the deputy commander of the Imperial Navy and the director of shipbuilding, and Li Haidn, who has become the Grand Duke of Dalmatia and the Governor of Tyrol, seems to have become irritable and frivolous.

First, he publicly expressed his support for the Spanish during the Spanish-American War, and in addition, he always stood on the side of the Devaslands in the war between the British and the Boers, constantly condemning the British's robbery. Although the personal remarks of a grand duke did not represent the position of the empire, this still aroused protests from the British.

Lieutenant Colonel Miller, the Grand Duke's attendant, never felt this way. Li Haidn said these words carefully and of course, everything was for the benefit. In order to suppress the Cuban uprising, the Spanish ordered two armored cruisers and some weapons from the Istria shipyard. The Boers had been exchanging various weapons and ammunition to the Islay Company before the war. Until now, the Islay Company's arms smuggling ships still appear on the coast of Southeast Africa.

This made the British Boer War even more difficult.

Everything is for the benefit.

In Europe, a huge movement to support and support the Boers has long been launched. Among them, out of national feelings for Dutch compatriots in southern Africa, the Dutch and Belgians are the most active. They not only formed many private support groups, but also actively solicited funds. Although the German Emperor reached a political deal with the United Kingdom, the German private support for Transvaal was also higher and higher, and more than one million people signed their signatures to support the Republic of Transvaal.

Of course, there are also large-scale fundraising.

Most of these donations fell into the pockets of Isleia, and they were used to purchase weapons. In addition, about tens of thousands of volunteers around the world entered Devasland to help the Boers fight, including more than a thousand Dutch Americans.

Now, Colonel Boloevich has more than 2,000 people in his hands. They set off and brought the weapons purchased by the Boers with gold and diamonds: 20,000 rifles, 200 heavy machine guns and 120 artillery, including 30 large-caliber artillery. It was very difficult for a team of such a large scale to cross Rhodesia quietly, so they simply took the banner of the "Dvasland Volunteer Brigade". If the British dared to stop them, they would destroy them directly.

The colonel had to enter Devasland along the border of Niasaran and Vajra before the rainy season came, and the journey was quite difficult, and although there were 3,672 pack horses and more than 1,800 indigenous porters recruited in German East Africa, the hot climate and the jungle marching almost dragged them down.

There was almost no road, and the long march and fatigue had wiped out the enthusiasm of these volunteers. If he could leave, Boloevich would probably not have much left behind in his subordinates. But now, he did not dare to do so. Boloevich and less than fifty officers from Austro-Hungary led such a team of peasants that looked more like an uprising, all the time to move southwest.

Of course, there are also a large number of weapons and ammunition ordered by the Boers.

They traveled most of the time in the Vatican East Africa, which could avoid many troubles. As for whether it would cause any trouble to the Portuguese colonists, this is not within their consideration. Boloevich was preparing to cross the border between Portuguese East Africa near Vareka, go to Delva, and then, after a period of adjustment, go to Pretoria.

After more than twenty days of arduous trek, they have finally arrived at the small town of Varica on the border of the East African Varoise. Bolojevic rode his horse and turned his head to look behind him. In his sight was a barely huge team: volunteers who looked a little sluggish under the scorching sun slowly walked on the bush-covered grassland, each two soldiers took turns using a horse, behind them were the temporary Karubaru natives, with nearly two thousand people driving away pack horses or mules loaded with cargo, making loud noises while moving forward, or singing songs that he couldn't understand.

They were indeed hardworking than his white soldiers, although sometimes they seemed very lazy.

These black porters seemed very happy and entertained themselves, but Bolojevic felt that this trip was a little bad, and his reputation might be ruined here.

The volunteers seemed to have no desire to fight.

The "troop" began to rest and cook in a jungle. Boloevich was always thinking about how to restore morale to his men. What made him feel depressed was that he still didn't expect any good idea until he finished his meal. He had to turn his head and say to several black guides in German: "Go forward! Keep moving forward!"

The natives didn't know what they were answering, maybe they understood what he meant, because these people were already calling on the porters to continue their journey with mules and horses, and the "soldiers" under his command also began to enter the long journey.

"Hey, how are those damn Portuguese following us?" Lieutenant Colonel Mayer stared at a small team of Portuguese cavalry not far behind him. These guys who were as disgusted as flies have been following the team since they left Vareca, undoubtedly carrying out surveillance missions.

This made him feel uncomfortable, although he fully understood the Portuguese mood.

"Maybe we should drive them away!" Bolojevic might have felt the same way, so he shouted: "Walter!"

"What order do you have, sir!" The commander of the third company under his command soon stood in front of him.

"Bring your team and ask them what's going on?" Boloevich said, pointing to the Portuguese cavalry squad behind the team.

"Yes, sir!" Walter turned his horse's head, "Come with me in the third company!" he shouted to his men.

A team of cavalry followed him and rushed towards the Portuguese in a mess, making Boloevich shake his head.

Soon a Portuguese who seemed to be an officer was brought to Boloevich, "We have no malice!" he shouted in his mouth, as if he felt something was wrong, and shouted again in French, and finally said in German.

Boloevich admired this guy's language talent very much. If he was a good officer in the Imperial Army, "Why are you following us?" he asked.

"Sir, this is in the territory of the Vatican East Africa, we are the border troops here..."

"Call me sir!" said Boloevich, who seemed to be just a lieutenant, so he would have the upper hand.

"Yes, sir, we are patrolling." said the Portuguese lieutenant.

"Oh, maybe we went the wrong way, Lieutenant," said Bolojevic. "Isn't this Rhodesia?"

"Rhodesia is there." The lieutenant pointed to a hillside in the distance.

"Oh, I'm sorry, we have no intention of invading your territory." Bolojevic said, "But don't follow us anymore, as it's easy to misunderstand, Lieutenant." He threatened.

"Yes, sir, let's leave now!" The Portuguese lieutenant was very sensible. If he was killed in such a desolate place, who would know who did it.
Chapter completed!