The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria's Mandate of Heaven

Chapter 726
The Karamanli family returned to Tripoli with thousands of Egyptian craftsmen given by Franz. The first thing they did when they came to power was to announce the severance of all ties with the United States.

The former Karamanli family, under the leadership of its best leader Yousuf Karamanli, tamed the Tuagree tribes in the west, defeated the Bedouins in the east, and even conquered the desert tribes in the south. Under the command of the Ministry of Revenue, its ruling territory is no different from that of Libya at this time.

Yusuf Karamanli built schools, opened handicraft workshops, and learned advanced technology from the West. At the same time, he took advantage of the reselling of materials during the European War to actively develop business and establish his own merchant fleet.

While the Kingdom of Tripoli was booming, the Americans discovered that war money was really easy to make.

The Americans easily achieved the achievement of doubling their territory in the Napoleonic Wars, so I won’t say more specifically, so as not to mention hydrology.

In short, it was a coincidence that Tripoli was targeted by the Americans.

Washington directly appointed William Eaton, the US consul in Tunisia, as the commander of the naval fleet, and decided to provide some small help to the Berbers in Africa.

For example, to overthrow the Tripoli government and establish a pro-American regime or something.

Soon they found a hapless guy, this is Yusuf Pasha's brother.With the occupation of the port of Derna by the US military, the civil war in Tripoli officially began.

However, the U.S. military back then was a real dish. In the battle with the African natives, they found that they were the one with the greater losses. It took 1.5 U.S. soldiers to kill a Tripoli native.

In the end, Washington had to pay reparations and withdraw its troops amidst the domestic condemnation. However, this civil war interrupted Tripoli's development, and it was eventually taken over and re-established as a direct jurisdiction of the Ottoman Empire.

Fortunately, the later Ottoman Pasha was similarly inappropriate. Coupled with the further transfer of the commercial center to the Atlantic Ocean and the impact of the Turkish-Egyptian War, Tripoli soon became a place where birds don't shit.

Then the Karamanli family obtained a group of armed Egyptian craftsmen by acting as spies for Franz. Under the escort of Austrian "armed merchant ships", they took back their homeland with almost no bloodshed.

Now the largest industry in Tripoli is actually the port, which mainly relies on foreign merchant ships to come here to consume and earn extra money. Of course, it also provides some special services secretly, such as buying and selling slaves.

In addition, there are olive oil, wool, and various handicrafts, but the prices of these things are kept very low, but they are enough for the Karamanli family entrenched here.

Enough for them to raise an army that can control the entire coastal area of ​​​​Tripoli.

The whole family still keeps a secret, that is a deep pit hundreds of meters deep.

Few people know what this deep pit is used for, but since the Karamanli family regained power, they have been recruiting civilians to dig the deep pit.

Because there is no reasonable explanation, and people often die in the deep pit and cannot go home, rumors spread over time that there is a monster in that deep pit.

They were actually looking for oil, which of course Franz asked for, because Austria didn't really need a desert.

Oil is the blood of the future industry, and oil from Galicia alone cannot afford the entire Austrian Empire, not to mention that Franz has to think about the allies of the German Confederation, so North African oil is necessary.

At this time, the Karamanli family and the first few thousand Egyptian craftsmen actually constituted the ruling class in Tripoli at this time.

Although it has not been a few years since the restoration of the country, the internal conflicts in Tripoli are more serious than Franz thought. The whole country is like a boiling water pot that may explode at any time.

The Karamanli family didn't care much about the visiting Chechen envoys at this time. After all, they were just puppets used by Franz to tie the knot, and they couldn't do anything unless they spoke.

And the Chechens really don't know how to flatter them. The Austrian side obviously sent out so many gifts, but the former didn't know how to return them.

Before that, he even killed the special envoy responsible for contacting him. Although it was an Austrian envoy, it was a member of the Karamanli family.

Although some of the tribe wanted revenge, they were just puppets after all. If Franz, the benefactor, did not speak, they could only let it go.

Unable to turn against the Chechens, let alone upset the master, the Karamanli family randomly assigned a housekeeper to handle the matter.

The purpose is to eat and drink well, and ask three questions.

Abidi Zabul was the steward of the Karamanli family who was in charge of the contact this time. He didn't even want to let the envoy of the Imam Khanate enter the city.

In a courtyard near the port of Tripoli, Abedi Zabul arrives late.

Although he kept saying sorry in his mouth and his face was full of guilt, he kept silent about the aid.

Ibrahim didn't want to waste time with the lackeys of the Karamanli family in front of him.

"Let me just ask, are you going to send troops or not?"

"I'm just a little housekeeper, you have to ask Master Heshan for this matter."

"Where is that Heshan? I am the servant of the great Imam Shamir. I represent the Imam Khanate. I want to talk to him!"

Ibrahim's tone was very excited, even the best delicacies were tasteless to him.

As for alcohol, it is even more contraband in their teachings. Looking at the group of profane guys in front of them, a surge of anger arose in their chests, and their tone could not help but carry a bit of murderous intent.

Abedi Zabul didn't respond, but Ibrahim's subordinates put down their hands to eat and slid their hands to their waists.

"Yes, you can talk to Master Heshan in person."

Hearing Abedi Zabul's words, the atmosphere in the field suddenly eased a lot.

"Then please take me there." Ibrajim's tone was much more relaxed.

Abidi waved his hand, "Don't worry."

"How can we not be in a hurry? Russia's hundreds of thousands of troops are raging in our homeland. They kill people and burn houses when they see them. Those who can't escape in time will either be hanged or become slaves. We."

Ibrahim said excitedly, because he saw Chechens in the Slave Square in Istanbul before coming.

Ibrahim pulled the slave trader to a corner and beat him up and learned that these Caucasian slaves were sold to them by the Russians.

It is obvious that the Russians are serious this time, and they want to drive them out completely.

Then Abidi continued.

"But Master Heshan is not in Tripoli."

"Then where is he?" Ibrahim demanded, grabbing Abidi's Dish Dash.

Disdash = Arabian robe.

"release."

Abidi said coldly, but Ibrahim didn't mean to let go, instead he directly lifted the former with his arms.

"tell me!"

There are also many strong men in North Africa, and Abedi didn't pay attention to this reckless man in front of him, and this is his territory, and it is absolutely impossible for a group of bandits in the mountains to be arrogant here.

(End of this chapter)