"Damn it, Raul, what do you want?" the King of France roared angrily.
"Your Majesty... Surrender! The Prussians can't do anything to you. All they want is the unification of Germany and an indemnity. We can afford these conditions!"
"How do you know...you..." The French Emperor looked at Raul in horror, "Did you surrender to Prussia a long time ago?"
Raul shook his head, "Your Majesty, I have always been your subject, and I will not surrender to anyone! However, in this current situation, some people are always needed to do something!"
"To be honest, on my way to Metz, I did meet the Prussian vanguard cavalry... I even met one of them!"
"Who?" the Emperor asked.
He never expected that Raul actually lied to him. What he said that he almost collided with the Prussian cavalry was a lie. The real situation was that Raul's team was heavily surrounded by Prussian cavalry. Raul was briefly surrounded by Prussian cavalry. Captured.
"Your Majesty, I stayed in the Prussian army for a total of four hours, and I met the Crown Prince of Prussia, Prince Karl!"
"Karl? He went to see you?"
"Yes, Prince Carl met with me secretly and asked me to bring you some messages..." Councilor Raul looked around and said in a low voice.
"Prussia does not want to overthrow your rule. Turning France into a republic will not be good for the whole of Europe... He also said that the kings of the world are actually one family. If the butcher's knife falls on your head today, it may fall on you another day. On their own heads!”
"Prince Carl hopes that His Majesty will think carefully about these words!"
Strangely enough, after the King of France heard this, his nervous stomach pain was more than half relieved. "You mean, the Prussians will ensure the safety of the royal family?"
"My Majesty, what are you worried about? Will the Prussians benefit from killing an emperor? Their purpose in fighting this war is very clear. Isn't it just to unify South Germany?"
"No one has the guts to completely occupy French land. Once a nationalist war breaks out, the Prussians will not be able to resist it!"
"The Austro-Prussian War allowed Prussia to unify North Germany. Now they need to defeat France and unify South Germany. Of course, they will also extort some money!"
"This is their ultimate goal. The royal family has no worries. Your Majesty's biggest threat is still domestic, the careerists in Paris!"
These words finally convinced the French Emperor, and hope appeared in his eyes again. It turned out that his life was worry-free, and it turned out that the Bonaparte family was also safe.
"But... the war has reached this point, and so many soldiers have died. McMahon has formulated a grand strategy of promoting peace through war..."
"How can I speak at this time!"
Congressman Raul shook his head, "Your Majesty, I am not asking you to surrender immediately. You can take a look at the form. If McMahon can complete his strategy, then the price we will pay in the future will be much less. Isn't this a good thing?"
"If McMahon can't stand it anymore, it doesn't matter if we consider the next step..."
There was hope in the Emperor's eyes, but while the two were having a secret conversation, a Guards officer suddenly broke in from outside.
"Reporting to your majesty, General Frossard is here. He is here with two cannons... He said he wants to hoist the cannons behind the tower!"
"What? Lift the cannon? What a big project this is. What is he going to do..."
At this moment, Frossard had already rushed in covered in blood and smoke. He saluted His Majesty and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, we must set up the cannon at the top of the tower. Only in this way can we blow up the enemy's airship..."
"Xiao Letian is on the airship, our cannon can definitely kill him!"
As soon as he heard Xiao Letian's name, the French Emperor's heart suddenly ignited with anger. "Did that damn Eastern warlord come to the front line again? Madman, he is ignoring my powerful French army!"
"Okay, you go ahead and make arrangements! We must blow them all up, including Xiao Letian!"
Frossard turned and left, while Councilor Raul said with a worried face, "Your Majesty, fire directly from the tower...will it anger those Chinese!"
"If Xiao Letian is killed, those Chinese soldiers will go crazy. Then they will refuse peace talks and attack the fortress with all their strength... What if they both die together?"
"Ah?" The French Emperor really didn't expect this, but there was no chance to change his mind. Several long ropes hung from the top of the twenty-meter-high tower, and a cannon had already been fixed.
The roller skating set at the top of the deep tower was very strong. More than thirty soldiers were divided into three rows on the ground and began to pull the rope desperately.
"One, two, three...get up! One, two,three...get up!"
"One, two, three... get up! Everyone, be careful, try to avoid the direction of the airship, and don't let the enemy discover our actions..."
"Work hard and blow up those damn invaders!"
Frossard also tried his best. He rolled up his sleeves and rushed to the group of soldiers. He pulled the rope himself, and the strong pulley began to rotate. The one-ton bronze cannon was slowly lifted up with its gun mount.
Just when Frossard was trying his best, McMahon, protected by a group of officers and soldiers, also entered the front line of the battlefield.
They walked through the alleys, dodged the enemy's artillery fire, and cautiously approached the place where the fighting was fiercest. When the French soldiers carrying the wounded saw the marshal coming, they suddenly screamed in surprise.
"Marshal, why are you here? The Prussian vanguard is two hundred meters away. It's too dangerous here..." The wounded soldier reached out and grabbed the marshal's hand and said loudly.
At this moment, countless soldiers were transporting wounded soldiers back from the front line. There was a constant flow of stretchers, and many soldiers were directly carrying their comrades on their backs to retreat.
Soldiers with broken arms and legs were bleeding all over the place!
Around the wounded barracks, more than a thousand reserve troops were quietly waiting for the commander to issue an assault order. They gnawed on hard dried meat and drank as much water as possible from the kettle.
The veterans looked serious and the recruits looked horrified!
McMahon walked up to them, causing quite a commotion!
"Marshal! Do you still remember me? The First Division of the Guards, the Thorn Flower Brigade... I was the flag bearer back then!"
"You personally commanded the First Division. When you faced the Tsarist Russians, it was you who stood on the battlefield and shouted, 'The people are here!' It was you who personally inspired us!"
McMahon has forgotten what an ordinary soldier looked like at that time, but he will always remember that war!
"Yes, the First Division, the Thorn Flower Group! Your defense line faced an attack of four times the number of Tsarist Russian soldiers! In the end, you defeated the enemy's attack with bayonets! How can I forget!"
A group of veterans who had participated in the Crimean War were so excited that they almost shed tears. "Marshal! Back then you personally led four divisions and broke through and captured the Malakhov Heights in ten minutes!"
"It was you who personally broke the deadlock in the battle!"
Note: No more updates today, I’m really tired...
