"Long Yan is a group of demons. They support the Protestant religion and actually occupied Saxony!"
"To tempt Saxon to become a servant of the devil, this is the greatest betrayal of the Lord!"
"The heroic Holy Crusaders were brutally killed by demons in order to protect the believers in Saxony. The fallen warriors will be embraced by the Lord, and the French warriors will live forever in the Hall of Valor."
…
After the news broke, countless newspapers printed the news, and it quickly spread throughout France.
It even includes France’s large floating islands on the sea.
This is an island in the Mediterranean Sea, Corsica.
Although this island belongs to France, a large part of the people on the island do not identify themselves as part of France.
Corsica should go out on its own.
They have different views on the matter.
"Bonaparte, the mainland said they would resist the Longyan people. The Longyan people are demons. What do you think about this?"
The young man known as Bonaparte turned his head, raised his head slightly and looked at his few friends, and said with a smile: "This is just a deliberately exaggerated statement by Louis XV in order to divert the issue."
"In my opinion, the Dragon Flame people captured Saxony just to help Prussia. The struggle between these countries is simply about interests."
His friend listened to Bonaparte's always sharp insights and said: "According to what you say, those Holy Crusaders who died in Saxony were just victims of the Pope's struggle for power in Europe."
Bonaparte nodded: "Sars, you can understand that, but you are also a believer in Catholicism. Slandering the Pope like this is not what you, a believer, should do."
Sals chuckled: "Aren't you the same, Bonaparte?"
The two looked at each other and laughed.
In other words, there was no third Catholic believer present when these words were spoken.
Otherwise, if these words were spread to other Catholic believers, both of them would be heinous heretics and destined to be burned at the stake.
"However, Louis XV's move will definitely extend the life of the French Empire."
"But it's just about extending our lives. There is still no way to resolve the most fundamental contradiction. Perhaps we in Corsica should take this opportunity to go out independently."
Bonaparte's eyes looked into the distance, deep and wise. He focused on the other end of the sky, seeming to be deep in thought.
Bang, his train of thought was suddenly interrupted. Sals patted him on the shoulder and said, "Stop thinking about it. If you have such an idea, you must first see the soldiers on Corsica."
"I really don't understand how those people on the mainland thought of leaving so many soldiers on a very safe island while they are fighting a war."
Bonaparte said nothing. Both of them knew this problem well.
As long as the mainland withdraws these soldiers, a war will definitely break out on Corsica.
A war for the independence of Corsica.
"Let's go, my father is still waiting for us to go back. He said he has something important to tell us." Bonaparte said.
"Oh, it turns out that the great Count Carlo is calling us, so we should leave as soon as possible."
Sals trotted all the way to the front.
Bonaparte did not take Sars's joke to heart.
The two families are one of the few nobles in Corsica and have a very good relationship. Sals has been his playmate since childhood.
The two soon arrived at the home.
As soon as they walked into the house, Bonaparte and Sals felt something was very wrong. The atmosphere was a bit depressing, but not heavy.
Something must have happened.
Count Carlo looked at Bonaparte and Sals with a serious look on his face.
"You two come here quickly."
The two people walked over and saw a man wearing a white cassock standing next to Count Carlo and Sals' father.
"This is Father Hal." Count Carlo introduced them.
Bonaparte and Sars said in unison: "Father Hal."
Father Hal nodded slightly without saying much.
"Next, the priest will help you get the blessing of the Lord, and you will get the blessing of the Lord."
The two of them were stunned for a moment, very confused. Although both of their families believed in Catholicism and often went to mass, these were just rituals.
Being invited by the priest to pray at home like this, the two of them had the impression that there was only someone in the home who was contaminated with evil spirits.
But the two of them didn't feel any discomfort.
Father Hal's solemn voice sounded out: "Lord..."
Before Bonaparte and Sachar had time to react, the ceremony had already begun.
Father Hal prayed to the Bible and everyone prayed.
The normal ceremony took more than two hours and finally ended.
The priest looked a little tired and said to Count Carlo: "Dear Sir, the Lord will bless these two children."
Count Carlo and Sals' father looked grateful.
"Thank you, Father, thank you so much!"
The priest waved his hand, turned and left Count Carlo's mansion.
Bonaparte and Salz looked puzzled. They didn't know why their father would ask a priest to bless him at this time.
Count Carlo saw the doubtful looks in the eyes of the two people, and he said seriously: "You will soon know what is going on."
"War is very likely to come, and Sals' father and I must consider your future."
The two of them were stunned.
Salz shrugged: "This is Corsica, and there is no safer place than here."
"The current wars are all on the European continent. What does it have to do with us? Even if France is destroyed, can't we be independent?"
"Foolish!"
Count Carlo said harshly: "If France is destroyed, can our Corsica survive? Even though we are in the Mediterranean, far away from the mainland, those who want to destroy France will consider this?"
"And you should also feel it. Now there is a struggle between various forces in the French Empire. Even if the wars of foreign forces cannot burn our place."
"But the flames of civil strife in France will definitely sweep across our island of Corsica."
"No matter which way you go, war may come, and you must be fully prepared."
"Bonaparte, Sars, we have agreed to send you to the French military academy to study. While the situation is still relatively stable, you can master more knowledge."
Salz was a little unhappy when he heard that he was going to the French mainland. He was somewhat hostile to the French people on the mainland.
"I don't want to go. I want to study. Why not go to Long Yan?"
"Right, Bonaparte?"
Bonaparte shook his head: "I'm going to France, you can go to Longyan."
"However, I think we are not necessarily suitable to use Long Yan's military theory now. They are progressing too fast, and we lack the most basic basic theoretical knowledge. It may be useless for you to learn Long Yan's theory."
