C283 blood-stained bayonet

This was the latest light carriage that was made by the hamburger. The bronze bearing and spring shock absorber were all the latest models, and there was even a thick layer of rubber cushion on the outside of the wheels.

Xiao Letian and his wife did not sit in the same carriage today, because the thing he had to do next definitely could not be watched by his wives.

There were two long sofas in the carriage and six people sitting opposite of each other. On the left was the King Yi, while on the right was the Dragon Lord.

Opposite Xiao Letian and the others, the freelance writer Lei Ao, intelligence officer Paul and the liaison officer, Jonas, were gathered together.

"Are you ready? "When you're ready, I'm going to make my move …" Xiao Letian looked at Lei Ao who was fiddling with the camera and said softly.

Just then, Lei Ao's hands started to tremble, he suddenly felt a bit scared. When he first saw Xiao Letian, he was a little afraid, adding his perverted request, his fingers could not help but tremble.

"Stop shaking. If the photo was taken off the record, then I would have suffered a loss for nothing …"

"Prime Minister, are you sure you want to do this? Was there no other choice? There will be a better solution! " Jonas took out his handkerchief and wiped his sweat.

"You all don't understand, today's matter can already be considered as falling out. Emperor of France will definitely mobilize everyone, and if you want to calm the situation, then you have to use ruthless means …"

"Paul... "Remember, you've found enough evidence for me. I believe in the power of your Prussian intelligence agencies. Don't make me suffer for nothing …"

At this time, Xiao Letian's expression became sinister, he looked at Lei Ao and asked: "Are the cameras ready? Alright, alright, alright, since you're ready … Dragon Lord, just do it! "

After saying that, King Yi fiercely stuffed the towel in his hand into Xiao Letian's mouth. "Good brother, bite!"

At this time, with a swoosh sound, a bayonet made in France appeared in Dragon Lord's hands. The top of the bayonet had long been sprayed with strong alcohol essence. Dragon Lord's eyes moistened before he finished speaking.

Crack! Xiao Letian's suit and shirt were ripped apart, revealing his sturdy chest. The sharp blade in Dragon Lord's hands pierced into Xiao Letian's heart at the speed of lightning, the force reaching an inch and a half deep.

"En!" Xiao Letian let out a cold groan and almost fainted from the pain.

Dragon Lord's hand was very steady, but his voice was already starting to tremble, "Master, hold back, is this alright? Can you take a picture now … "

"No …" Not enough blood... Insufficient visual impact... "I can't do it first …" Xiao Letian spat out the towel in her mouth, unable to even say a complete sentence.

"I have blood here!" King Yi waved her left hand, and a small dagger as thin as a cicada's wing appeared at her fingertips.

"Use my blood, the more the better …" Fresh blood dripped onto Xiao Letian's chest like a stream. Very quickly, Dragon Lord's white towel with the edge of the blade was drenched in blood.

"Enough, it's really enough …" When the King Yi dodged the camera, he started to press the shutter button.

Xiao Letian's plan was very shameless and useless. He wanted to fake the scene of a Frenchman killing the Ryukyu's Prime Minister, so he could pay a huge price to hire the best pens in Europe. He wanted to use the overwhelming news to make himself the victim.

Xiao Letian knew that his rescue plan would definitely infuriate Napoleon III, and this furious emperor would never let him off the hook. Even if De Mei supported him from behind, the current Prussia didn't have the power to challenge France, so Bismark could only provide some moral assistance or maybe help from the shadows.

Since retaliation from the French was inevitable, he would strike early, first identifying himself as a victim and then slowly fighting the French.

The pioneer of East Asian Western Studies, the Prime Minister of the Ryukyu Kingdom, and the founder of the Qing Empire's industrial reforms, these titles were enough to shock the European people. And the French had hunted down an East Asian politician and imprisoned him in the Besanthus. The prime minister had even almost been stabbed to death by the French army.

This series of information was just as inconceivable as the legends of the Middle Ages. However, Xiao Letian was good at using high technology, so he wanted to use this series of images to deceive the masses.

For matters like quarreling, it all depended on who had the loudest voice and who had the most evidence. Regardless of whether it was true or false, it was better to let the people listen in on it first. In any case, your reputation as a Frenchman was not good, and there were plenty of people in continental Europe who hated you.

Prussian, Russian, Americans, and the Italians did not have much of a relationship with France at the moment.

Although the plan was good, Xiao Letian had invested quite a bit into it. Dragon Lord was indeed experienced, and his blade was firm and accurate, this slash could still create an extremely strong visual impact, not damaging his internal organs. Such a bloody picture could definitely shock the entire Europe.

Instead, it was the entire process of Dragon Lord pulling out his bayonet to save him. This was a group photo shoot, coupled with the fact that the background was a burning city in Besanthus. This was indisputable evidence, they were truly framing the French to death.

Jonas looked at Xiao Letian's viciousness, and muttered continuously: "Inconceivable, truly unbelievable. You are all a group of weird Chinese people, if all Chinese people had this kind of energy …" Oh, God, what a terrible thing that would be... "

Xiao Letian said with trembling, pale lips. the revival of a people... How could he not bleed... He wasn't risking his life! Isn't it the same for you in Prussia... It's always been this way for national renaissance... "So cruel …"

"Ah …" After a miserable scream, Dragon Lord finally pulled out the bayonet. On the snow-white towel was the numbered French Army bayonet.

The next step was to disinfect and sew up the wound, and then to bandage Xiao Letian's wound. During the entire process, he was in so much pain that he almost fainted.

He leaned into King Yi's embrace, narrowed his eyes and said, "Brother … Brother, I... Enough! "

King Yi's tears rolled down his face, he could no longer hold back his emotions. "Good enough, brother, you have guts … "Among all the bureaucrats in the Great Qing Dynasty, you have the most balls …"

King Yi and Dragon Lord were on the verge of tears. What kind of person was Xiao Letian? He was the leader of a powerful force and also a scholar politician. Throughout the history of China, how many people would be willing to put their lives on the line like this? Even if they did, could their status compare to Xiao Letian's?

"Why so bitter?" What are you doing? He's already the prime minister of a country, why are you fighting so hard? "If you die, we won't have a leader anymore …"

Xiao Letian was about to fall asleep so he said softly, "I can't hide … How can I stand by and watch my brothers bleed while I am unmoved? "

"I sacrifice Xuan Yuan with my blood, I sacrifice Hua Xia with my life …" "This isn't just for you guys to hear, this is also for me …" As he spoke till here, Xiao Letian's vision turned black and he fainted from the pain.

, Yepingtai and the others, riding on the war horses that Paul had acquired, were currently protecting the group as they charged towards the checkpoint.

Crossing fields with heavy loads was one of their training subjects. Xiao Hexin and Sima Yun were not slow at all, and could even boost their morale from time to time.

"Brothers, isn't it just 60 kilometers? We've practiced before... Back then, we played around the Bulbus Glazed Island with the weight of a hundred kilometers, wasn't that a piece of cake … "Speed up, don't make our lord wait too long …"

"Brothers, we caught the French by surprise this time. Right now, those ducks are definitely panicking and blacking out. Let's put more effort into it and let them eat the dirt behind our butts …"

Xiao Hexin's and Sima Yun's teasing, were all exchanged for their laughter. At this time, they no longer had to hide themselves anymore, their big leather boots stepping on the French soil, they ran as fast as they could.

The rumbling footsteps woke up countless of French villages. When the farmers saw the group of God of Death rushing out from the road outside the pasture, they were so scared that they closed their doors, not daring to show their heads again.

Countless women knelt in front of the cross and prayed, praying that these mysterious troops couldn't be bandits, their families really didn't have enough money to rob.

The new army looked at the terrified expressions on the faces of the French people, at the houses with their lights out, and at the young men who seemed to have been sublimated. Countless people were thinking in their hearts: Back then, when the English and French's soldiers were trampling on the land of China, were our village people so terrified?

We finally know what the Mr. Xiao meant by a national war, and we finally understand what kind of path Lord has brought us to.

A good man should be like this. He should let all the foreign races know what the Chinese were like. Even if they wanted to show their fangs at China, they should think and think. They would rather let them fear than be mocked.

In the silence of the journey, sixty kilometers was not enough for them to cover. On the way to Switzerland, they could not stop the Chinese.

In this era of France, the telegraph line had not completely covered the entire country. The transmission of orders could only be done by means of telegrams and the support of horses. And this kind of communication method was undoubtedly very chaotic, and this kind of chaos was the best opportunity for Xiao Letian and the others to break out of the encirclement.

If we had a pair of wings that could fly up into the sky and look down on the earth, we would see that to the north of the Forces nouvelles cavalry and the rear infantry units, two legions were pressing down on them, and they were all cavalry.

But regretfully, these two cavalry unit only had the general location and escape route of the group of Chinese, they could not pinpoint the exact location of the new army. As they advanced, they would have to send out scout cavalry to search for clues, and time would be wasted, minute by minute.