Chapter 1771: The Invisible Battle

Dolgorukov said, "Let us also change our monetary system to the Gold Standard."

"We shall ship a large quantity of goods to those countries, and use that to drain their gold."

Upon hearing this, the crowd let out a smile of admiration.

This tactic was not particularly clever, but it was highly practical; in this way, Britain's gold reserves would be significantly drained.

They, Tsarist Russia, could also make a profit once again.

At this moment, someone else said, "Longyan has already done this."

The crowd:...

Dolgorukov:...

Elizabeth I frowned, "Then compete with them for the market. Do not forget there are other countries in the world; if Europe does not work, there is still Africa and America."

"We have already occupied an Ice-free Port and should develop ocean-going trade."

Everyone agreed with Elizabeth I's point of view and did not say much more.

At this time, in America.

Qiaozhi and Qiuer moved forward in the Northwest direction.

Looking from the previous hill, there were at least three gathering points for French Soldiers on this road.

At this time, Qiaozhi held the simple map that had been drawn, marking the three locations; they were already very close to the first gathering point of the French Army.

The group stopped, and Qiaozhi hid in the shadows, using a Telescope to continue observing the situation ahead at the French gathering point.

But this time, no French Soldiers were observed through the Telescope.

"No one in front?"

Qiuer heard this and was slightly stunned: "No one?"

"Could it be a temporary outpost of the French Army? It should be safe for us to go over now, right?"

Qiaozhi confirmed the situation ahead once more and put down the Telescope.

"No, not necessarily. Who knows if they have camps nearby? We cannot go over like this; there are too many of us, which is not conducive to hiding."

Qiaozhi stepped back and arranged: "Qiuer, you lead a team, and I will lead a team. I will take the lead from the left, and you provide cover for us from the right."

Qiuer nodded. Qiaozhi made a gesture, and the soldiers behind him split into a group to follow him forward.

After this period of contact, everyone had come to recognize Qiaozhi's ability and had gradually taken him as the leader of this team.

Therefore, regarding Qiaozhi's orders, no one had any resistance and executed them readily.

Qiaozhi led a small team from the left, moving slowly under the cover of trees.

Ahead was the French gathering point, but now there was not a single person left, only the ashes left behind by burning wood.

But there were still three tents; it was unknown if there were French Soldiers inside.

After all, this was merely a gathering place, not a defensive position, and no soldiers would stay here for a long time.

Qiaozhi made a gesture to disperse, and the others immediately lurked in the surroundings to observe the situation.

Qiaozhi led two men to approach the three tents step by step; they had no way to be sure if there were enemies inside these three tents.

They could not use a Musket to probe the situation inside.

The sound of a gunshot would travel very far and might expose their position.

Qiaozhi used the Musket in his hand to lift the tent flap; at this moment, his heart was almost in his throat.

But when he saw the empty tent inside, with only some food and water, Qiaozhi instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at the other two companions; one of them had a slight change in expression after opening a tent.

He hurriedly signaled that there was a French Soldier inside this tent.

Qiaozhi's expression tightened, and he hurriedly looked inside; a French Soldier was lying in the tent, sleeping.

The light shone in, somewhat dazzling; he opened his eyes and was shocked to see these three big British men staring at him.

"Ah!"

He trembled all over in fear and hurriedly backed away, looking for the gun he had placed by his side, but when he saw his gun was in the hands of these British people opposite him, his expression changed.

Qiaozhi snorted coldly and immediately subdued him.

This was the first prisoner they had caught in such a long time.

Seeing him, everyone showed a smile.

"You hateful British people, I will absolutely not tell you anything about our French Army!"

Slap!

Qiaozhi went up and gave him a slap, leaving him somewhat dazed.

Without much nonsense, he pointed the Musket at the French Soldier's head: "We have no interest in your intelligence; you should be able to see that we need to leave here as soon as possible."

"A prisoner is a burden to us, but a dead man is not."

The French Soldier subconsciously thought he was going to pull the trigger.

He hurriedly said, "I can tell you how to leave here, I beg you to spare me."

"I have a companion, he should be here soon. If he finds that I am dead, you people cannot possibly walk out of the jungle alive; this place has already been controlled by our troops."

Hearing this, Qiaozhi lowered his gun. He immediately covered the French Soldier's mouth again and ordered the others to get ready.

Sure enough, it did not take long.

Another French Soldier returned to the front of the tent. As soon as he opened the tent, he had a Musket pointed at his head; he could be shot in the head if he moved even a little.

He raised his hands and backed away, forced by the gun.

The British Soldiers who had been lying in ambush immediately rushed out and tied him up, giving him the same treatment as the previous French Soldier.

Qiaozhi looked at the two of them and said calmly, "Which of you can help us leave here?"

One French Soldier was still hesitating, while another French Soldier nodded frantically, almost begging to express that he could lead them away.

Qiaozhi nodded, turned around to look at the hesitating French Soldier, and brought his blade down.

The result was very clean and swift.

"Then you are useless."

The French Soldier nearby saw his companion's life ended so suddenly, his eyes filled with panic and bewilderment.

Qiaozhi immediately gave the order: "Pack everything up, we need to set off as soon as possible."

Qiaozhi looked at him and said indifferently: "We need to pick up the pace; tell us now how we should leave this place."

That soldier nodded frantically and turned his head in one direction, signaling to Qiaozhi that they could head that way to avoid most of the danger.

Qiaozhi stood up to leave: "Tell Qiuer we have a new plan of action, have him keep up, we need to move as quickly as possible."

Everything was arranged in a flurry of activity.

Qiuer and Qiaozhi immediately launched their new operation, advancing in a more certain direction.

When Qiuer and Qiaozhi met up, he looked at the French Soldier captive and immediately broke into a smile, exclaiming that it was miraculous.

Qiaozhi had actually managed to capture a French captive under these circumstances.

"Qiaozhi, how did you manage this? All of this is so unexpected."

Qiaozhi smiled in the face of such high praise: "Just a little bit of caution, that's all. Now we should be able to leave this godforsaken place more easily."