Captain Jacques was awakened from an erotic dream. In the dream, Father Simon's granddaughter and the noble lady from Paris were actually serving him together. The sight of the spring light in the bedroom made his blood boil.
Just when he was about to rush forward to fight for 300 rounds, Father Simon's old face suddenly flashed out of the glass window. Then, without saying a word, Father Simon took out the rocks in his arms and smashed them all. glass window.
"Oh, you old thing, why are you going on forever..." Jacques was suddenly awakened by anger. When he shook his head and looked carefully, he realized that the glass in the bedroom was actually broken.
"God, what is this..." He grabbed his hand, and the deformed bullet with residual heat on the blanket fell into his palm.
"Enemy attack! There is an enemy attack..." Captain Jacques shouted like a little girl blocked by a gangster in a dead end. He didn't even wear a military uniform, just wearing pajamas and bare feet, grabbed the pistol from the table and rushed out. When he ran out of the small building, he found that the entire military camp was in complete chaos.
Dark grenades rolled in the sky and flew toward the soldiers' dormitories, and the shock wave of the explosion shattered all the glass. The famous American gun Spencer fired one after another, killing the French soldiers who rushed out one after another to the ground.
The war horses galloped around the military camp in a rhythm. These killing gods in light blue military uniforms were merciless, just like slaughtering livestock without blinking an eye.
"What the hell is this? Which country's soldiers are these? When did Europe have such military uniforms?" Captain Jacques was going crazy. His uncle, a high-ranking official in Paris, transferred him to the Swiss border just to avoid him. It was a war, but I didn’t expect that there would be no way to hide in the end.
"Fight back, warriors of France, fight back! Come out with your courage and kill these thugs..." Jacques shouted fiercely, but the direction in which his feet moved revealed his intention. How could anyone shout while Those who retreated to the mountains while fighting.
It was dawn now, and people's sight was full of blurry figures. In such chaos, Jacques's sneaking away was not discovered. Instead, more than 20 brave soldiers heard the commander's order, They gathered together and launched an attack on the new army.
It is a pity that these French troops still used very primitive front-loaded miniguns. They only fired two volleys and killed four or five New Army cavalry before they were smashed into pieces by high-speed horses.
"Charge, the horse accelerates... trample these big noses to death, look, there is a man in pajamas running away in front... Stupid French guy, your officers have escaped, and you are still holding on..."
Nohira's whole body was lying on the back of the horse. The long chrysanthemum one-letter sword was placed on the right side of his body. The blade of the famous Japanese sword with perfect curvature exuded a cold light, and Nohira's eyes were even sharper. , he kept urging his war horses, and when the enemy's two rounds of volleys had ended, the sword had already cut through the enemy's formation.
Many European war horses use tall Arabian horses instead of the short Mongolian horses used in the Qing Dynasty. Although this kind of tall horse does not have enough endurance, it has an amazing impact.
Nohira's horse hit two French soldiers with the force of its shoulder and neck. The sword flashed with cold light, and a French soldier's head was cut off at the neck level.
"Take advantage of his chaos and kill him... draw your sword and attack, chop them down..."
At this time, the military camp was in chaos and turned into a hell on earth. The large playground was full of fleeing French troops. The cavalry clung to them tightly, using rifles, sabers, and even horses to eliminate the enemies.
When Lord Long, who was running wildly, rushed to the military camp, he couldn't stand the horror of the scene anymore. "Stop! Send the Prime Minister's order to stop the massacre... Those who surrender will not be killed..."
"Holy shit, Hyōtaro, are you crazy? You don't even listen to your father? He has already raised his hands and surrendered, why are you still wielding a knife to behead him?"
"Noheita, Luo Huo... do you want to get out of the New Army? The military orders are to be carried out immediately... shout in English immediately!"
Xiao Letian's orders were still effective at the critical moment. The new army had already formed a conditioned reflex to obey Xiao Letian. No matter how unwilling they were, they would have to stop.
"Send your gun and avoid killing... Surrender and avoid death..." After a while, English shouting came one after another in the Kung Fu military camp. Although the tone was very non-standard, the French people present understood it.
After more than a dozen shouts, most of the surviving French troops chose to surrender. Only a small group stayed in the dormitory and still stubbornly shot at the new troops. As a result, three bottles of Molotov cocktails were thrown over and a fire started, and they also Just be obedient and honest.
When the gunshots and shouts of death had ended, Xiao Letian's carriage drove into the military camp.
"Okay, okay, you killed really well. In just a short time, how many did you kill? You can count it for me, you can count it for me..."
Xiao Letian jumped off the carriage and yelled, "We are not murderers. Our purpose is to subdue these French troops, not to massacre the city... Do you know what Europeans think of Asia? They say we are uncivilized savages! What are you doing? Hurry and send the evidence...cough cough cough!"
Xiao Letian's roar shook the wound, causing him to cough in pain. Luo Huo and the other three lowered their heads and no one dared to speak, especially their godson Hyōtaro, who was about to kneel down due to the fighting.
Xiao Letian waved his hand, "Tie them all up and take them across the border. Just say they are trying to kill me... I'll wipe your ass..."
"Father, we will shoulder any responsibilities. What do we need them to do with these burdens..." Before Hyoutaro could finish speaking, Xiao Letian yelled.
"Shut up, I'll shut up... How can we file a lawsuit with the French without hostages? At the very least, we have to replace the bones of our brothers who died in the battle. How can we let our brothers' dead bodies be humiliated? You fool..."
Just when Xiao Letian was cursing, he looked up and suddenly found a white ghost running wildly on the hilly slope behind the military camp.
"What the hell? Give me the telescope..." When Jacques wearing white silk pajamas appeared in front of Xiao Letian in the camera, Xiao Letian was going crazy.
"Idiots, you are all idiots... In this broken company, who can wear silk pajamas if not the commander? You guys let such a big fish go... Hyoutaro! Bring me some people. Catch him back. If you can’t catch him, don’t come back…”
"Yes, sir!" Hyoutaro got on his horse and rushed over with two new Japanese soldiers on horseback.
After a brief conflict, thirty of the hundred-man company died and twenty were seriously wounded. Xiao Letian did not overly insult these French troops. He even released more than twenty seriously wounded soldiers and left ten soldiers to take care of them. The remaining forty soldiers were bundled into a group and headed towards Switzerland.
By this time it was already dark, and the Prussian army lurking on the other side of the border also discovered Xiao Letian's team, and the two armies soon joined forces.
"Your Majesty, Prime Minister, our department is here to greet you on the order of the Prime Minister of Bismarck. The special train is ready and stopped in Zurich. We must hurry up... Oh my god, your chest is bleeding, your wound Is it getting worse? Military doctor..."
Xiao Letian waved his hand, "Ahem...Thank you. I'm fine. I can't leave now. There are my soldiers behind me. I can't leave them alone..."
"No, no, no, Prime Minister, you cannot stay here. Our scouts have just brought the latest information. Two French cavalry battalions are galloping towards here. It will be very dangerous for you to stay for one more minute. …”
The Prussian side did not expect Xiao Letian to be so stubborn. No matter how hard he tried to persuade him, he could not be persuaded. Just when the Prussian officer was scratching his head anxiously, intelligence officer Paul pulled him aside.
"Stop trying to persuade me. You don't understand the Prime Minister of the East. He is no less iron-blooded than our Prime Minister... In essence, they are both the same kind of people."
Paul mentioned Bismarck, and the officer on the opposite side really stopped trying. He gave Xiao Letian a meaningful look, sighed softly, and turned around to start arranging the defense of the troops.
At this moment, Hyoutaro from across the border rushed up with a burst of howling, "Sir, catch the escaping officer... This idiot's feet were cut by stones..." As he spoke, Hyoutaro had already rushed in front of Xiao Letian. , stretched out his hand and threw Jacques on the horse to the ground, barely surviving the fall.
"Sir, this guy killed Duoji, kill him to avenge your brothers..."
"Dismount...hand over these French people to the Prussian side, and they will take over the rest."
Hyoutarou wanted to open his mouth to say something, but Noheita pulled hard from behind and blocked his words. Nohira lowered his voice and said to Hyōtaro, "Stop chattering. Two French cavalry battalions are coming from the north. It seems that Sima Yun and Xiao He believe that they are in danger. Your Excellency is already very anxious. You are still nagging me." What are you talking about..."
Upon hearing this, Hyoutaro stuck out his tongue in fear, quickly took two steps back and hid in the crowd, and did not dare to say a word again.
Can Xiao Letian not be anxious? Xiao Hexin, Sima Yun, Wang Huaiyuan, and Luo Huo are now known as the four heroes of the new army. If they are trained in the future, they will definitely be qualified to serve as army commanders.
Not only that, there are nearly 150 elites around them, who are all the future officer corps. As long as they mature, an army of tens of thousands can be easily assembled.
Xiao Letian secretly prayed in his heart, "Don't let anything happen. Don't let anything happen..."
Sometimes God just likes to play tricks on people, and the good and bad spirits are like a curse that cannot be broken. Just when Xiao Letian was praying silently, two war horses sprang out from the north path, and the Prussian scouts cackled. Yell loudly.
Jonas was so shocked that he was sweating. "Mr. Xiao, a large number of French cavalry were found in the north. They will arrive in fifteen minutes. You must leave here. It is too dangerous here..."
When the new troops present heard this bang, they exploded. "Sir, please retreat first. We will stay to pick up Lao Xiao and Sima... Brothers, we must rescue them!"
Xiao Letian frowned, his mouth full of bitterness, and he fell into a deep conflict.
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