When Eugene got out of the car, his legs were already weak. If there was no support from the veteran bodyguard next to him, he would immediately fall down and gnaw on the dirt.
"Sir, be careful... Paris is very uneasy right now. The congressman asked me to protect you..."
A North African black veteran smiled at him, looking at the man with a full mouth of white teeth. The scar on his face dragged from his forehead to his chin, making him feel even more fierce.
How is this protection? This is the congressman's warning. Through such actions, you can tell Eugene that if you know the secret, you will never get off this boat again.
If I, Thiers, become prosperous, I will definitely benefit from you, but if I am unlucky, you, Eugene, will never even think of stabbing me in the back. You know too many secrets about me, and if you want to betray me, you will have no choice but to die.
Eugene looked at the black carriage going away, and his back was covered with sweat. In the end, he was just a businessman. Although his business was huge, his courage was definitely not enough to kill people.
"Oh God, why are these politicians so dark-hearted and vicious! My God..."
Eugene thought to himself. When he wiped his forehead, he found that it was covered with white hair. Thiers' plan was so terrifying that it completely subverted his imagination. It was really hard to imagine how someone could let the entire motherland bleed for their own rights and status. .
They secretly formed a gang to control the parliament, but on the surface they showed a high profile, gave up the rights of the 26-man regiment, and pushed General Trochu to the firewood mountain to roast.
Thiers took away his reputation and connections, and at the same time dug a big hole for the senior parliamentarians.
The most important task of the establishment of the Provisional Committee is national defense. They will definitely try every means to start a war with the Prussians, but looking at Thiers' attitude, it seems that France will lose this battle!
Could it be that...could it be said that Thiers had already predicted the future? Or……
Eugene shuddered, and he suddenly realized that he was not facing a person but a devil. Even Eugene would guess that Thiers would do everything possible to make France fail.
Because only a complete defeat can completely collapse the Provisional Committee and directly eliminate the 26 largest competitors with the help of the Prussians.
After killing these 26 political opponents, who can compete with Thiers? Wouldn't his path to the top be easier? Perhaps the first president or prime minister of France after the war was Thiers!
"Sir...Sir, what are you thinking about? Are you feeling uncomfortable..." The North African veteran with white teeth smiled, but his smile was uglier than crying.
"I'm going to...the Garden Cafe...wait...forget it, you'd better take me home, I'm not going anywhere!"
The businessmen in the Garden Cafe have been waiting for new news from Eugene, but Eugene was frightened at the moment and he did not dare to meet these people.
What if Thiers misunderstood him and leaked the secret? Killing this scar-faced North African mercenary would definitely be easier than killing a chicken.
"Go home, escort me home, I'm not going anywhere..."
Thiers knew that Eugene was a cowardly man who was greedy for money, so he was not too worried that Eugene would betray him. Sitting in the carriage, he was currently planning the next specific plan.
Just when he was about to return home, a war horse suddenly rushed out from the alley. A bodyguard rushed to Thiers' carriage and handed a telegraph newspaper through the window.
"Sir, top secret telegram from the north..."
Thiers' expression changed drastically. He grabbed the telegram and immediately closed the curtains. He chewed the contents of the telegram three times carefully.
The French text above is very simple, "Immediately provide military deployment data around Montmartre, as well as current equipment details of the National Defense Forces...send to the Meaux Telegraph Office within six hours..."
This is a telegram requesting military information. It doesn't look like anything special, but the signature at the end is a very strange string of French words.
Maybe others will be confused after reading it, but Thiers understands the meaning of this word, because this is the French transliteration of Han Zixiao.
I am afraid that the whole of France does not know that Thiers had secretly established contact with the Chinese heads of state long before the war began, and Thiers himself was a senior French spy bribed by the Chinese.
In order to buy Thiers, Xiao Letian prepared a total of 600,000 francs for him to buy mercenaries and members of Congress. Xiao Letian even promised that companies in which Thiers secretly held shares could invest in Chinese companies.
Moreover, Xiao Letian also promised to only recognize the French government formed by Thiers, and all of Thiers' plans to seize power had the shadow of Xiao Letian's advice.
There will never be a shortage of traitors in this world, because there will always be careerists in this world!
If you are ambitious, I can help you realize your ambition, but of course you have to pay a certain price!
Thiers memorized all the words firmly in his heart, then tore up the telegraph newspaper bit by bit and ate it in his stomach.
"The terrible head of state from the East. His strategy is so effective. He is really a devil who plays with people's hearts... Turn around and go to Mr. Eugene's company. I want to use his telegraph machine!"
In less than six hours, only half an hour later, Thiers sent all the defense information in France at the moment to the telegraph office established by the head of state.
Chinese spies have taken control of Meaux, a small station northeast of Paris. When the telegraph machine made a ticking sound, a series of top-secret military data began to be compiled and delivered to the Chinese vanguard troops by fast horse.
"At the moment, Paris has a total of 654 artillery pieces, and more than 400 of them have been snatched away by the National Guard? Blanqui is amazing..."
Luo Huo and Sima Yun got together and carefully marked various data on the map. They never expected that the Workers' Self-Defense Forces led by Blanqui would be so powerful. Wouldn't all the artillery in the city be robbed?
"The head of state asked us to station ourselves near the Montmartre heights. Now we see that we must adjust our strategy. The enemy is so high up and has so many artillery pieces. Our camp is too dangerous!" Sima Yun's eyes flickered as he pointed at the map with the pencil in his hand. change.
Luo Huo sneered and said, "It seems that we have underestimated the strength of these French people. There are so many cannons, and I'm afraid there will be no shortage of rifles!"
"But the head of state also asked us to focus on defense and not take the initiative to kill the French... This task is really too difficult!"
Sima Yun and Luo Huo suddenly looked at each other. They smiled evilly and at the same time turned their attention to the thousands of cavalry around them.
"Wandering without attacking? Drag them to death... Hahaha!"
