As soon as Varlan entered the town hall, he found that there was no earth-shaking inside, it was just two big guys slapping the table and staring, trying to overwhelm each other with their momentum.
When Varlan came in, the two big guys went down the stairs and sat back down.
Blanqui said angrily, "I can't accept your conditions. Don't treat us French people as cowards!"
Xiao Letian waved his hand, "You will definitely not be convinced by what I say now, but don't we have a prerequisite? Let's see how the first battle in Paris goes!"
"If you lose, then it is destined that Paris will be surrounded. Whether you like it or not, every city gate in Paris will be broken down and captured one by one!"
"If we Chinese don't occupy the Chapelle Gate, the Prussians will definitely occupy it..."
"I would like to advise you that it is better for us Chinese to occupy it than for the Prussians to occupy it!"
"When Paris is besieged like an iron barrel, it is better to leave yourself a chance of survival than to fall completely into despair!"
As soon as Blanqui heard something, he immediately asked, "Are you willing to provide us with a secret passage? Is this your exchange condition?"
Xiao Letian shook his head, "What I give you is just a chance to cooperate. If I, the Chinese, control the Chapelle Gate, it will at least open up a possibility for you, a possibility of cooperation..."
"Specifically how we should cooperate in the future, there will definitely be other negotiations by then!"
"No matter what the discussion is, you must be clear that my proposal is beneficial and harmless to you! I believe time will prove everything..."
Blanqui said nothing and thought for a moment, "Well, everything depends on the first battle in Paris. If things really develop as you said, I will negotiate with you again!"
"I'm also looking forward to that day, it probably won't be long..."
The negotiation between Blanqui and Xiao Letian ended in just over three hours. Seeing these leftist representatives leaving the town, Xiao Letian relaxed and stretched, "We have almost done everything that needs to be done. The following things can be done." Just watching a show..."
"How is the telegraph line being laid? Has it been connected to the French main network? Send a telegram to Bismarck and say that I have arrived. Why are they so slow..."
When Bismarck received Xiao Letian's telegram, his beard was blowing with anger. Xiao Letian did not follow the pre-planned plan during the Franco-Prussian War. The entire battle was willful.
As the head of state of a country actually goes to the battlefield in person, doesn't he know how dangerous this is?
It was already agreed upon that the later battles would be allowed to be watched by the Chinese, but the Battle of Sedan was still involved due to various reasons.
I originally thought that after the Battle of Sedan, the Chinese should calm down for a while. You, Xiao Letian, had already met with Emperor Tongzhi. However, Bismarck was slightly distracted and let Xiao Letian take the lead again.
No one expected that Xiao Letian would become the first supreme commander to arrive in Paris!
What is this for? It’s so ugly to look like this after grabbing the credit!
"Send a telegram to Xiao Letian! Without an order from the general headquarters, we must not launch an attack... From now on, we will no longer provide any supplies of weapons and ammunition to the Chinese!"
"Give them wine and meat... feed them well and feed them well. From now on, don't give them any supplies that can be used to fight the war!"
"Has the train line ahead been repaired? Dispatch a special train immediately. I want to watch him personally and never let him steal the spotlight again!"
The railway tracks destroyed by the French guerrillas were quickly repaired in the hands of Prussian engineers. The special train whirred and puffed out black smoke, pulling officials from the Prussian general headquarters and tens of thousands of Praetorian Guards as they began to approach Paris. .
The Prime Minister opened the car window and let the cool wind blow in. The spectacular scene of hundreds of thousands of troops marching outside washed away his recent depression.
"What a great cause! What a great cause it is to step on the corpse of France to make the German nation rise!"
Along the railway, the two-horse sports car ran very fast in the middle of the road, and the murderous Krupp steel cannon had shocked the whole of Europe, and even China knew his name.
The war is not over yet, the Krupp Company is already crowded with arms purchasers from all over the world, and the deposits for various post-war purchases make the Krupp family smile from ear to ear.
How many people can the business of just one cannon feed? How many jobs can it provide? How much GDP can it boost?
It is simply impossible to calculate, and once arms, the crown jewel of industrial products, gain a reputation, it will drive the sales of other industrial products!
Consumers are not stupid. They will judge that when a country can make the best cannons in the world, are the other industrial products manufactured by this country also of reliable quality?
War is always the most profitable business, and of course it must be run in the hands of smart people!
Look at the majestic soldiers on both sides of the road. Their pointed helmets are in uniform, and the faces of all the soldiers are filled with invincible pride.
Morale is a very subtle thing. It is a wonderful illusion that can defeat God. Only the strongest nation can have him!
Endless as far as the eye can see! The long German dragon marches across the land of France, as far as the eye can see!
The foreign land is trembling, and all the French people are panicking. Their so-called pride has been completely torn to pieces, and their national self-esteem has been pressed to the ground by Germany and rubbed desperately!
"Paris! Paris... you wait for me, I will make the German king proclaim himself emperor somewhere! I will step on your French backbone as a bench!"
Old Maoqi walked to the side of his comrades, with one hand on his hip and another smoking a pipe. "The pleasure of being a conqueror is so wonderful, right? So Xiao Letian must run to the front with all his strength!"
"This is a cunning guy. He knows to make full use of this victory. He is determined to be the king of Asia!"
Bismarck smiled bitterly, "Why don't I know his thoughts? A brilliant victory in a foreign land is his weapon to unite the hearts of the Chinese people!"
"No matter how much his opponents slander him, as long as such great achievements are shown, all doubts will be put aside!"
"A person with a huge reputation is someone who is followed. The people will have their own choice!"
"But there's one thing I don't understand. Yesterday, a battle broke out between the Chinese and 20,000 French National Guardsmen... Why didn't the two sides fight in the end? Didn't Xiao Letian want credit? Why didn't he want such a big credit for the first battle? ?" Old Maoqi asked puzzledly.
Bismarck also saw the latest battle report. To be honest, he was a little confused about Xiao Letian's purpose. "Yeah...what exactly does he want to do? With the combat effectiveness of his men, it is impossible to be afraid of these militiamen?"
"With his character of taking advantage, even if he wants to retreat, he will bite the enemy hard before retreating. How can he let go without killing and leaving the whole place in a mess?"
"No fight or retreat? In the end, both sides went their own ways? What on earth was Xiao Letian thinking... No, I have to ask him in person!"
