How could the French let the people of the Wahhara tribe go!
Henry's trembling body walked up to the head of his wife and children.
Taking them off, endless anger suddenly flooded his mind.
A pair of war horses ran out from the Wahari tribe and killed the French soldiers.
But he was stopped by Nashadir. Looking at the two angry generals, Nashadir guessed what happened without thinking too much.
"What effect will you have if you kill them?"
"Do you want to avenge your tribe?"
"Killing them means nothing. The French who gave the order are your real enemies."
The two men looked at Nashadir and shouted in a tearful voice: "Our enemy must not be allowed to live!"
"Absolutely not allowed!"
Nashadir assured the two of them: "Don't worry, Smith will die!"
"I said."
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At this time, Europe.
France Mainland, Army Academy,
The war situation on the front line was tight, and Bonaparte was forced to end his studies early and become a trainee artillery officer.
But Bonaparte had no intention of working for France at all.
He spoke the French language with an Italian accent, and in his heart he did not agree with France's dominance at all, just like he always believed that Corsica did not belong to France.
But in order to gain better knowledge, Bonaparte still chose to enter the battlefield.
He entered Raphael's artillery regiment. This unit did not go to the front line, but was still destroying reactionary forces in the country.
Because of Louis XV's policies toward the war, signs of collapse appeared everywhere on the battlefield.
Prices began to soar, and the backlash caused by rapid expansion began to appear.
Food that could previously be purchased at extremely low prices is now beginning to collapse.
The loss of the Americas and the failure of the establishment of New Zealand directly caused the domestic capitalists who owned large plantations and factories to lose a large amount of wealth in an instant.
Such fluctuations make it impossible for them to hold on to their wealth.
In the face of war, their money lost value.
After losing the transmission of resources between large swaths of colonies, France's fragile economy was hit hard again. The already oppressed farmers were further aggravated by taxes and suffering.
Countless ideas began to sprout and sprout.
Some of them even raised the flag of resistance. They could no longer accept such oppression.
However, after seeing these 'heroes' who considered themselves to be resisters, Bonaparte was completely disappointed with their resistance.
Such resistance is just venting their own desires. They cannot be called resisters. These people are just using the weapons in their hands to force those weaker than them to pay the price.
Or they may use the name of resistance to coerce the government into recruiting them.
Raise the banner of resistance, win over the wealthy gentry, accept recruitment, and become a new official or capital...
This is their so-called resistance, and the ultimate direction is just to continue to move towards France, which is about to collapse.
Bonaparte had no sympathy for the evil ways of these rebels.
He believed that they were all people who deserved to be killed and showed no mercy during the battle.
However, after seeing the large amount of bright red left behind after killing the resisters due to his shelling, he still felt a strong sense of discomfort in his heart.
His stomach and intestines were turbulent, but Bonaparte gritted his teeth and persisted.
The veteran in his team, who was also his subordinate, brought a cup of coffee and said: "This is the first time I have seen such a scene, sir."
"It's normal to feel discomfort in the body. After seeing it too much, you won't feel anything at all."
Bonaparte stood up and looked at the soldier who deliberately distanced himself from him. He said casually: "Are you numb?"
The soldier looked stunned and did not retort.
He just handed the coffee to Bonaparte and said no more.
Bonaparte looked at the coffee in his hand. The discomfort in his stomach made him not in the usual bitter and sour taste.
He was looking at the marks left by the man who died in the battle, and there was no longer any discomfort in his body.
But he turned around and left.
He was told that troops would be stationed here.
Although this place is in the army, there is no shortage of books. For him, this is a good opportunity to read and enrich himself.
He obtained knowledge from books that he thought was useful, such as physics. He could let you know why cannonballs draw parabolas in the air.
Mathematics will tell you what kind of parabola you need to draw to accurately land the cannonball on the city wall.
Architecture will teach you how to analyze where these shells will land to cause the greatest damage to such a building.
Of course, all these are just the basis. He prefers the war history written by a great monarch in European history.
Alexander is generally called Alexander the Great by Europeans.
He had this part of Europe where he turned the Mediterranean Sea into his own inland lake.
He ushered in an era and his conquests brought prosperity and prosperous kingdoms to the world.
Start the era of Greek culture!
He is still recognized as a military genius in the world.
Bonaparte liked his book very much, perhaps because the other person was somewhat similar to himself.
However, in the libraries in this area, Bonaparte did not find many works on Alexander's war history that he had not read.
This made him a little disappointed, but here he met a man who was equally disappointed as him.
The man seemed a little disappointed because he was writing a book.
He couldn't think of his own language, or he didn't think about how to write his own content.
Bonaparte had no intention of disturbing him, but when he saw his name written in one corner, Bonaparte stopped immediately.
He had read this man's books and was affected by the thoughts described in them.
Bonaparte greeted the man softly. He wanted to know more about the author of the books he had read.
"hey-hey……"
Rousseau, who was scratching his hair and worrying about what to write in the book, saw a short man greeting him. He raised his head and looked over, frowned and said, "I don't know you."
Bonaparte picked up the book in his hand and pointed to the author's name on it.
"I am a loyal reader of your books."
Rousseau saw the book in Bonaparte's hand and the name on it, and immediately understood what the other party's purpose was.
He smiled and said: "Thank you for reading my book. If you want my autograph, maybe you can only say sorry. I don't think I am a person who can show off my fame."
Bonaparte smiled, casually sat down at his small table, leaned on the sofa, looked at Rousseau, and said, "Rather than signing autographs, I want to discuss the book with you."
He pointed to the manuscript under Rousseau's hand and asked: "This is a new work, can I have a look?"
Rousseau spread his hands and motioned for Bonaparte to watch as he pleased.
