"Dear Your Majesty, our Prussian army will definitely make those republicans and socialists thoroughly understand that shouting slogans cannot save the country!"
"Are you still going to march to Paris?" The French Emperor said with emotion, "That's it, that's it! This is no longer something I can control. I just hope that I can send a few telegrams..."
"Are you going to notify the Queen? No problem, you can use the telegraph system at will, but we need to confirm the safety of the message you send!"
The empire was definitely doomed. Napoleon III had no illusions at all. At this moment, the bleak news had not reached Paris, and the thugs had not yet started to take action.
Eugenie must know the news first. She must escape quickly, join the crown prince and then immediately go to England for political asylum!
The telegraph line had long been pulled over, and the French Emperor simply wrote with a quill: "On September 1st, our troops were defeated at Sedan, and on September 2nd I surrendered to Prussia!"
"Take it away, the queen will know what to do after reading it..."
The telegraph operator had just left a few steps when the Emperor suddenly said, "Wait a minute... I'll write another telegram!"
"Call to the people of France that I was defeated at Sedan on September 3rd. I and my army have all surrendered to Prussia!"
"Please send this telegram to Paris in twelve hours!"
After everything was arranged, the Emperor felt relaxed. "Okay, my historical mission is over. Where is the prisoner of war camp... take me there!"
Bismarck stood up and shook hands with the French Emperor. "Your Majesty, you made a wise decision and thousands of lives have been saved!"
Just when the Emperor was about to get on the carriage and leave, he stopped and said, "Prime Minister... Xiao Letian really didn't come?"
"Yes!"
"Will he be so obedient? That man is a madman..."
Bismarck didn't want to deceive a loser. He said calmly, "With Nha Trang in Annan as the boundary, the Chinese will be allocated to the rich southern half. If he doesn't go crazy, of course he will accept this condition..."
"Half Annan's colony? Xiao Letian is trying to turn the South China Sea into his inner lake! Forget it, I can't take care of this anymore... Tell Xiao Letian, hoping that he will send military doctors from a humanitarian standpoint Go treat McMahon!"
"The marshal lost too much blood and needs the Chinese blood transfusion magic to save him... If he is willing to help, then I am willing to meet him!"
The Emperor's eyes were red, and he gritted his molars and said, "I gave him a chance to humiliate me! I just want to live in exchange for my marshal..."
Bismarck was moved. He discovered that Louis Bonaparte also had a humane and kind side. Perhaps he is the real body under the mask today.
The Prime Minister stood at attention and saluted and said respectfully, "How dare you disobey your orders! Please rest assured, Your Majesty..."
Napoleon III waved his hand, boarded the carriage and left Sedan without looking back. Before leaving, he shouted to Congressman Raul, "You are not a prisoner, you are a Congressman in Paris. The Prussians will not embarrass you... …Go back, go back to Paris!”
"Go and witness that earth-shaking bloody storm!"
"Hahaha... You all say that I, Napoleon III, am a madman. I believe it won't be long before you can see what a real madman looks like!"
"Not one, but countless...boundless!"
The Emperor's carriage drove all the way north while laughing wildly. The laughter was so miserable that the Emperor burst into tears. His world was finally over!
Bismarck sent a battalion of Prussian cavalry to 'protect' the French Emperor as he headed to Fort William. Looking at the back of the lonely old man, the Prime Minister didn't know what to feel.
"Hey... tell Xiao Letian and ask him to send the best military doctors to rescue McMahon immediately! Just tell him clearly that there is no bargaining on this condition!"
"Let's go and receive the prisoners!"
At this moment, Sedan has turned into a chaotic surrender scene. The Emperor's sword circled the city, and all the soldiers knew that everything was over.
Civil servants in the Prussian army walked to the center of the French position with tin trumpets and began to shout.
"Everyone raises their weapons above their heads and goes to the assembly point to register with their respective units... We will treat the prisoners preferentially and will give you food and medicine after registration!"
"Don't struggle in vain. The war is over. There is no need to bleed any more... The Emperor of France has sacrificed his sword. The war is over!"
Lieutenant Xiafei's face was full of sorrow, and he bit his lip with his teeth, and the bright red blood was swallowed into his stomach!
But no matter how much you are unwilling to do anything, there is nothing you can do. The King of France has surrendered, and the morale of the army has been completely lost. What can an eighteen-year-old student change?
Veterans of the surrounding artillery units gathered around the lieutenant and walked to the nearest registration point under the leadership of Xiafei.
But the proud Xiafei was unwilling to raise his hands in a surrender gesture. When more than a hundred of them approached the registration point, the Prussian troops on the opposite side quickly became vigilant.
"Raise your hands above your head... As for you, raise your hands above your head, let us see your weapons! Hurry up..."
Among the more than a hundred French troops, only Xiafei did not surrender with both hands, and the Prussian army's rifles were already aimed at him!
The French veteran beside him quickly whispered, "Lieutenant, raise your hands, don't engage in unnecessary conflicts..."
"No! Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!"
Crash, clatter... there was a sound of the Prussian army pulling the bolts of their guns, and they were about to start shooting, and at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind the registration point.
"Wait a minute... This young lieutenant is very interesting! He actually uses a famous Chinese saying?"
Following the voice came a Chinese general, Sima Yun who was inspecting the battlefield. By chance, he heard this famous Chinese saying in French.
You know, France was the first country in Europe to be interested in Chinese culture. When the Sun King was in power, there were many translators who translated some Chinese ideological classics.
Many Chinese proverbs have also been translated into French and passed down!
Sima Yun was attracted by the lieutenant's words and came over specially. As a result, he saw that he was such a young lieutenant.
"So young? You, the lieutenant, can't be fake, right?" Sima Yun asked.
Xiafei's face turned red with anger. "General, you are humiliating me! I am a student of the Imperial Paris Polytechnic School, and I am a student of an official military academy!"
"With my achievements, I can definitely be awarded the rank of lieutenant! My performance on the battlefield also proves that I am qualified!"
The surrounding French veterans also shouted, "Yes, we are all broken up soldiers, completely temporarily organized by the lieutenant, a temporary organization on the battlefield!"
"The lieutenant led us to conduct three beautiful ambushes! If it weren't for the incompetence of the coach, we wouldn't have failed!"
Sima Yun and the 18-year-old lieutenant looked at each other for a long time. Looking at Xiafei who looked determined, he suddenly smiled.
"Well, since you are a warrior and an excellent officer, then I can give you a special case... This lieutenant doesn't need to raise his hands to surrender! They can't change anything anyway..."
After saying that, Sima Yun wanted to leave, but unexpectedly Xiafei rushed over and grabbed the reins of the war horse!
"General! This failure does not mean that France will fail. My motherland must take revenge! Evil can never defeat justice!"
