Chapter 1676: Ausilige's Idea

Britain's Colonial Area in America possesses an absolute advantage in terms of numbers.

In terms of troops and technology, they should generally be stronger than the French Army, but Britain's strength lies in its navy.

The number of warships they possess far exceeds that of the French, and by comparison, their army is a bit too weak.

The strength of the navy is beyond doubt; by contrast, Britain's army truly has no combat effectiveness.

Britain's army had not experienced many decent battles to begin with.

Previously, when competing with the French Army for gold mines, they relied entirely on Longyan equipment to gain a technological advantage.

The Ohio River is a plain region; the equipment previously sold to the British army could not exert much combat effectiveness, and coupled with the already lackluster army units, they could not play any role at all.

Even relying on the equipment provided by Longyan could not lift Britain's current state of combat.

Fang Dalong thought of an ancient Longyan saying: "A Dou who cannot be propped up!"

Just at this moment, while Fang Dalong was letting his thoughts wander, a plump figure entered the hospital ward.

Seeing Fang Dalong lying on the hospital bed, he immediately wailed as if mourning the dead: "Brother Fang, what has happened to you?"

"How could it turn out like this!"

Fang Dalong looked at the person who had arrived; the other's cheeks trembled violently amidst the wailing, and facing such mourning as if his own father had died, the corner of his mouth twitched.

He thought to himself that he wasn't dead yet, but was already being mourned by this guy.

"Brother Ausilige, I only suffered some superficial wounds, there is no need for this," Fang Dalong said, looking at Ausilige.

But Ausilige expressed strong suspicion regarding Fang Dalong's claim.

"Brother Fang, I heard you suffered very heavy injuries, and I also heard you won't use God's Blood."

"Although the feeling of injecting that stuff isn't pleasant, it really will alleviate your pain."

"When I was little, whenever I got sick, I would definitely use this stuff; it would give me a feeling of being light as a fairy."

After hearing this, Fang Dalong's face was filled with shock.

A feeling of being light as a fairy—this guy couldn't have had his brain ruined by wine, could he?

Looking at Ausilige's fat head, Fang Dalong couldn't help but feel a bit of sympathy; this guy must have become so stupid because he injected too much wine.

Quack doctors ruin lives!

Especially those doctors who believe in things like Catholicism.

Fang Dalong could not figure out why these doctors would think wine could treat diseases, and even have miraculous effects.

He did not know what feelings others treated with wine had.

But looking at Ausilige's answer, it probably wasn't much different from being drunk.

"Poor child..." Fang Dalong sighed.

Ausilige was taken aback, not hearing clearly, and asked: "What did you say, Brother Fang?"

"Nothing, nothing."

Ausilige said "oh."

He immediately looked at Fang Dalong excitedly; Fang Dalong was the person he had introduced to his own father, Richard.

Now, Fang Dalong had saved Richard's life.

According to this logic, shouldn't the credit for Fang Dalong saving Richard be counted on his own head?

After all, if it weren't for his introduction, how would Fang Dalong have such merit now?

And if it weren't for him, his own father might have been gone.

No matter how you look at it, this credit should be placed on his own head.

Thinking of this, Ausilige shamelessly said: "Brother Fang, look at this matter of you taking a bullet for my father..."

Fang Dalong looked at Ausilige's sly grin.

He thought to himself, did the sun rise from the west? Why is this kid so enthusiastic?

Could it be that his conscience was stirred, and he felt he should repay the favor for saving his dad?

"Hey, that's a small matter, it was my duty to save him."

"Don't play any games, let's get practical."

Fang Dalong grinned, pinched his two fingers together, and rubbed them, making the gesture of counting money.

Ausilige looked at Fang Dalong's gesture and instantly understood.

Fang Dalong must be grateful to him for giving him this opportunity; otherwise, he wouldn't be offering him money.

Ausilige's chubby face bloomed like a flower, and he laughed: "Brother Fang, you are too polite."

"How much do you plan to give me?"

Fang Dalong was stunned, and immediately three question marks appeared over his head.

What does that mean?

"What do you mean?"

Ausilige threw away all shame: "Didn't you just say you wanted to give me money?"

He gestured while demanding it.

Fang Dalong's eyes widened instantly, completely unable to believe that Ausilige was actually asking him for money.

Where can one go to reason about this?

Although he knew Ausilige was extremely shameless, he didn't expect him to be this shameless.

He even wanted to snatch away this kind of credit.

It left Fang Dalong completely speechless.

Ausilige stared at Fang Dalong with a smile, already impatient to get the money from Fang Dalong's hands.

"Brother Fang, hurry up and give it to me, how much are you prepared to give me?"

"..."

Fang Dalong was so infuriated that he was completely at a loss for words.

Fortunately, at this very moment, Richard walked in.

While at the doorway, he had already heard what kind of foolish things his idiot son was doing.

He stormed in, looking at this disappointment of a son who failed to live up to his expectations.

He truly wanted to slap him to death!

Ausilige watched his old man storming up, intending to take credit for the matter regarding Fang Dalong.

Just as he was about to speak, Richard slapped him across the face without a word of explanation.

Ausilige was instantly stunned, completely unable to fathom why his old man had hit him.

He clutched his red, swollen cheek and cursed, "I helped you find your savior, and you still hit me!"

Hearing this, Richard's fury burned even brighter.

It was clearly Fang Dalong who had saved him; when did it become his merit?

Faced with Ausilige's claim, Fang Dalong was also speechless.

This was probably the aftereffect of injecting too much wine, growing into a brainless thing!

Fang Dalong was speechless, and so was Richard.

Soon, a scene of "fatherly kindness and filial piety" was playing out in Fang Dalong's hospital room.

Fang Dalong was caught in the middle; he had lost too much blood and had not yet recovered, so he could only rest quietly, but these two were making a huge scene.

If it were any other patient, they would have been kicked out long ago.

But this was the leader of the French Colonial Zone; in a French hospital, who would dare kick them out?

Fang Dalong could only accept his bad luck and endure it silently.

Fortunately, Ausilige was soon dragged out by Richard to be reprimanded.

This finally gave Fang Dalong some time to rest.

The fact that Richard came to visit him was enough to show his position in the heart of Richard, this French leader.

His plan could be considered a success.

Fang Dalong breathed a temporary sigh of relief; next, he would wait and see what kind of news Wanshang brought back from Longyan City.

In the current situation, Longyan City absolutely must not come into conflict with France and Britain.

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