France, Palace of Versailles, Hall of Mirrors.
The palace maids and guards can no longer remember how many times His Majesty the Emperor has been furious. Ever since the bad news of Besançon came, the maids and guards of the entire Palace of Versailles have been so frightened that they dare not even express their anger.
Napoleon III has gone crazy. These days, the only things that accompany him are angry roars and bottles of wine. During this period, no good news came, and the French government suddenly turned into a broken house with air leaks on all sides.
All European countries are desperately publishing special reports on China written by Leo. Xiao Letian and his officer corps have become tragic heroes in people's minds, saving orphans in fires, pulling out bayonets in carriages, and powerful Media power has shaped these Chinese people into tragic protagonists.
People are simple and love to watch the excitement. They will subconsciously distinguish good from bad things. Since Xiao Letian and others are kind-hearted and have been wronged, the French side has become the villain in the drama no matter how they explain it.
The reputation of French Emperor Napoleon III was not very good to begin with. His path to the throne was all about deception and suppression. He used his uncle's reputation to win over the army, then suppressed Parliament and dissolved the National Government, and finally succeeded in restoration.
In the eyes of the French, especially those who supported the Revolution, Napoleon III was an executioner. In the eyes of the Habsburg family, the French emperor was an outlier among the nobility, a warlord.
Fortunately, France has not suffered losses in several foreign wars in recent years, which has stabilized the emperor's prestige and the foundation of its governance has not been shaken. But what is sitting under his butt is not an extinct volcano, but an active volcano. As long as the army he relies on shows signs of slackening, opponents at home and abroad will definitely be ready to take action.
Now, the emergence of this rising political star in East Asia is like driving a wedge into a cracked dam, causing the stressed dam to show signs of collapse.
"Betrayal, betrayal, all betrayal! Hypocrites and criminals throughout Europe have united. They are waging war on France... Now even my most trusted bodyguard has betrayed me. To answer my question, I am half To whom did you send the order I asked you to give a month ago?"
In the hall of mirrors, there was a sound of things being smashed. Standing in the mess was the guard who had his head smashed last time. Now he was almost kneeling down with his arms trembling.
"Your Majesty... please listen to my explanation. I am not betraying you. I hope you can calm down. Without the help of the British Navy, our fleet in Asia is really not enough..."
"French India currently has only ten warships at its disposal, and among them the main warship is only a pitiful one. If something unexpected happens during the expedition, our colonies in Asia will really become shelled eggs..."
"Shut up!" Napoleon III was like a furious lion. He even took out the pistol from his desk and rushed over to hold the guard's head. "I am the master of France, I am the emperor. I don't need you to teach me how to do it." fighting!"
The emperor's chest was heaving violently, his fingers were trembling, and his eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes. "Looking at your affection for following me for many years, I will give you one last chance. Go and deliver the order right away, and then you will leave for China in person. I accept my fate." You are the commander of the fleet..."
"If we fail as you expected...then I will consider bypassing your life..."
The captain of the guard was shaking all over, and the black muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead. Hearing the emperor's irony, he knew it would be difficult to persuade him. "Yes, Your Majesty, I will go to the Sinai Peninsula and rush to Asia immediately..."
Before he could finish speaking, the door to the Hall of Mirrors was suddenly pushed open, and an attendant rushed in. "Your Majesty... An urgent message came from London. The Queen rejected our request. The Royal Navy remains neutral. They will not If we start a war, even Ryukyu will not start a war..."
Before the shouting was over, there was only a gunshot, and the telegraph newspaper in the guard's hand had been pierced by bullets. He was so frightened that his face turned pale.
"Hahaha, betrayal, it's all betrayal. Even the British betrayed me. The deep friendship we established during the Crimean War and the Qing Dynasty expedition was all in vain. At the critical moment, the British also chose to look at me. What a joke... These Habsburg bastards have never looked at me..."
At this time, Napoleon III was extremely angry. He put away his musket and walked back to his desk. He even briefly organized the books and documents in front of him.
"The plan remains unchanged. My dear captain of the guard, you go to Asia. This battle of punishment must be carried out... As for your suggestion, I will adopt half of it. We will not send the army for this battle of punishment. The navy will complete it alone. ...Fire the cannon, blow it up hard, and blow Ryukyu back to primitive society..."
"Then the battleships go north to find trouble with the Qing people. Don't tell me that Xiao Letian is not Chinese. Don't use this childish scam in front of me... Whether it is war reparations or the opening of new ports, it will be up to you and the Minister to China Let’s discuss it…”
Then His Majesty the Emperor turned his attention to the pale attendant, "Go and call the Chief of Staff. We must retaliate against Prussia. Even if we cannot directly declare war, we must arm the Austrian army in large numbers...
"Contact General Benedek of Austria. I believe in his strength and ask him what he needs. As long as France can provide it, we will not be stingy..."
The attendants looked at His Majesty the Emperor's firm eyes and knew that the matter was irreversible. They bowed to His Majesty and then left the Hall of Mirrors.
"So what if the whole of Europe is against me? Our French army is invincible. As long as we have strength, I am not afraid of even Britain. After Prussia is defeated, let's see how I deal with them!"
"Xiao Letian, I will let you have fun for a few more days. After I have completely eradicated your foundation and you have become a lost dog without a foundation, which country will support you?"
"A useless lost dog will only die!"
In contrast to the madness of Napoleon III, Xiao Letian was calm and gentle. After the secret meeting with Bismarck, Xiao Letian was officially accepted by the Prussian high-level officials, and the first cocktail party at the Hamburg Garden Villa was finally held.
This was the first appearance of a rising political star from the East in the European political arena, and the scene was unimaginably grand. Under the guidance of the Prussian Ministry of Foreign Affairs, envoys from almost all European countries except France came, and even Austria sent a viscount to join in the fun.
No matter how tense the relationship between Austria and Prussia is, from a legal and cultural perspective, these two countries belong to the Greater Germany. They are full of brotherly states, and they still have to give enough face before the war.
Viscount Alan, who was wearing gorgeous court clothes, stepped out of the carriage and looked coldly at the lively scene in the garden, his eyes trembling unconsciously.
"Damn yellow-skinned savages, your stupid heads can only choose a weak country like Prussia. Do you really think they can dominate Europe? Stop dreaming. We, Austria, are the focus of the European nobility, and the Holy Roman Empire is It’s Zhengshuo…”
Just as he was cursing secretly in his heart, a long carriage rushed over behind him. Hamburg's most prestigious Protestant bishop, Axel, rushed to the garden together with the iron-blooded Prime Minister Bismarck.
"Salute..." Luo Huo gave the order, and the heels of the large leather boots of one hundred New Army honor guards guarding the perimeter of the garden collided with each other, making a loud bang like thunder.
Bishop Yax's eyes lit up at that time. This was the first time he had seen this legendary army with his own eyes. The shock in his heart was indescribable. "My merciful God, these Easterners are really tough... Oh, they don't have braids. They don't have braids." The temperament exuding from his body...this temperament..." The bishop seemed a little unable to describe it, and then Bismarck, who was standing aside, spoke.
"Iron-blooded, pious, commanding... all of these are attributed to God's influence!"
Flatterer! Viscount Alan cursed in his heart but had a smile on his face. Although he believed in orthodox Catholicism and was completely unconvinced by the Protestants, Protestantism had grown in size over the past hundreds of years. On the surface, he had to remain loyal to the Protestants. Respect.
"Dear Bishop, Dear Prime Minister, these Chinese are indeed very tough, but it is a pity that they belong to Asia, not Europe..."
Viscount Alan's instigation was really too low-level. How could a person who was on equal footing with Bismarck have any good intentions? The bishop retorted with a smile.
"Oh? Haha... Regardless of whether he is an Asian or a European, don't forget that their leader is a Christian and a baptized member of the Protestant Church. Without the influence of the Lord, I don't think such a miracle would have happened. All living beings are equal before the Lord..."
After the bishop finished speaking, he walked forward. He wanted to take a closer look at these soldiers, but Bismarck didn't even bother to talk to Viscount Alan. The status of a young Viscount was really too low, and his speech was not very good.
You're mentally retarded. With your little IQ, you still want to drive a wedge between Xingjiao and Xiao Letian? Your Austrian vision is only limited to a small part of Europe. Xiao Letian himself is a Protestant, and he also donated a church in Beijing. Lotte & Foreign Co., the most core and most profitable company in his power, still has 10% of its shares given to the church.
Putting aside the lack of money, the church has never been short of money, but what Protestants need is face. Since the birth of Christianity, there have been missionaries all over the world, and various sects have competed in sending missionaries around the world.
China, in particular, is a country that all popes focus on. With a population of hundreds of millions, China has millions of believers as it develops. Now it seems that Protestantism has opened up in China through Xiao Letian's help. The church in Beijing and the church in Naha would never have gone so smoothly without Xiao Letian's help.
Bismarck looked at him with great disdain, thinking that Austria would raise such an idiot noble, sowing discord without even doing basic intelligence research?
"Hmph!" Bismarck made a silent nasal sound from his nostrils, and strode towards the bishop, leaving the embarrassed viscount standing there.
At this time, the bishop was standing in front of Xiao Hexin. The elder cast his kind eyes on him, "Young man, can you understand German? Can you understand English?"
Xiao Hexin can become one of the three heroes of the New Army. There is absolutely no problem with his IQ. Now his German level is enough for daily conversation.
"Your Majesty Bishop, I can converse simply in German, and I know some English..." After that, he gave a standard military salute. At this time, we can see the benefit of Xiao Letian asking them to practice their formation and military appearance. The neat military salute naturally reveals the unique discipline of an iron-blooded soldier.
Bishop Yax has read countless people in his life, and his eyes are extremely vicious. Xiao Hexin's spirit is not that of a palace guard, he is a real elite teacher.
The moved bishop even touched the left side of Xiao Hexin's neck. "My child, can you tell me where this scar came from?"
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