C2952 The Führer arrives

The French people did not know that on the horizon, there was the biggest war flag, which was flying amongst all the flags. There was only a simple and unadorned Chinese character on top of it, and that war flag was the only leader of the Chinese people, Xiao Letian.

When Xiao Letian appeared in front of everyone at 4 o'clock in the morning, everyone was stunned. No one expected that the Head of the Guards would catch up to them so quickly.

"So fast?" Führer, did you not rest? "Continuously travelling for an entire night?"

"Prepare hot coffee, prepare breakfast …" Why didn't you send us a telegram on the night road? This is the outskirts of Paris, and there are French everywhere. We have become an isolated outpost. It's dangerous! "

"God knows which village has an ambush against the regular army. Do you know which civilians are disguised as National Guard?!"

Luo Huo and Sima Yun frowned as they complained all over, and when they saw Wang Huaiyuan, they kept on nagging that the CIA's security was not in place …

However, at this time, the group of people saw the admirals wearing different uniforms!

"Xiang Ying? Fatty Jin? "Why are you guys here?" Everyone's expression immediately turned strange.

It seemed like there was a conflict between the navy and the army since ancient times. Although the European Army had done a great job, compared to the outcome of how the Zhiyuan Warship had picked the pillars by herself, the army was still dwarfed.

After all, the army was allied with the Prussian Army. Although there were some tactical highlights and breakthroughs, the overall strategy was still the Prussian army.

But the Navy is not. The Zhiyuan Warship, on its own, is completely disabled without the support of the Prussian navy, the French Confederate Fleet.

At this moment, the Maritime War in Eastern Frisia had already spread across the entire world, and even the America's Naval Academy on the other side of the Atlantic was gathering many experts for a detailed analysis.

Not to mention Britain, it could be said that Xiang Ying's battle had stimulated the British Navy's upgrade plan. All of the older models of the warships had been stopped, and even 80% of the completed warships had been removed from the dry dock. All of the projects had been completely replaced by the new Iron-armored Ship.

Not only did the naval battle change the balance of power between France, Prussia, and China, it also changed the era of the Iron-armored Ship.

Such a wild victory, such a glorious moment that the army was already on edge, and today they saw these young marines running to Paris, all of them with strange expressions on their faces.

Xiang Ying strode to the front of Sima Yun and General Luo Huo, bringing the other naval officers in front of him as they bowed. In front of the Four Heavenly Kings, they would always be juniors and subordinates.

"Sure! Xiang Ying, you actually returned to the Chief's side … It seems like you've passed? " Sima Yun asked with a smile.

Luo Huo was not polite, "What are you doing … "The meritorious military service is not enough for you. Now you even want half of the meritorious service of surrounding Paris?"

Xiang Ying laughed out loud. "Senior General, you must be joking … "We've come here purely to study. On one hand, we're asking for a beating from the leader, and on the other hand, we're here to watch the fight. We don't have any other reason …"

"It's good that you know this. You have already crippled the Zhiyuan Warship. Aren't we supposed to help you knock on the door in Paris for the money we get from repairing the boat?" "Brat, you sure are brave. You dare to attack an entire fleet of their battleship?"

Luo Huo and Sima Yun obviously had the qualifications to beat up Xiang Ying and the other young military officers, but the other military officers were much more polite.

Everyone chatted about their drinking relationship and the interesting things that happened in the battlefield. Of course, there was a lot of boasting, and the atmosphere suddenly became heated.

It was only then that Xiang Ying saw the group of women and children being blasted out of the church. Xiang Ying turned his head and asked Bing Tai Lang: "What's going on?"

Bing Tai recounted what happened last night in a simple manner. He turned around and said indignantly, "We are already merciful enough if we don't kill them. Why do you still have to give us money to eat?"

"If it were us, Fu Sang, these would all be spoils of war. We could all be at the mercy of life and death!"

They couldn't let Bing Tai Lang and the other soldiers of the Foreign Legion become depressed. A group of people were all holding back their desire to take revenge, thinking back to when the French Fleet killed quite a few of those tyrannical people.

Xiang Ying shook his head and said to Bing Tai in a low voice, "Don't talk about this anymore, master has already talked about this topic on the way here … Our mission is more important than the massacre of the city... "

"Don't push yourself into the line of fire! Have you guys made your plans? "

At this time, Xiao Letian was sitting in the town hall, listening to Sima Yun's report of today's battle preparations. After listening to him for ten minutes, Xiao Letian waved his hand.

"This battle is not difficult! "Your plan is a little too complicated, there's no need to use so many scouts to get those precious snipers and scouts back …"

"This time, we are not facing the regular army of the France, but twenty thousand left-wing controlled National Guard s! The weapons are messy and there are no cannons! "

"Hmm? "How did you know …" Sima Yun asked in confusion.

Xiao Letian waved his hand and left the few high ranking officers behind, he then took out a electric newspaper from his pocket and said, "Take a look! "My spies in Paris have already sent me the changes in the situation over the past few days..."

"Last night, the Bourbon's palace was filled with the smell of gunpowder. This first round of the siege of Paris will be fought by the National Guard! "

"Hehe …" "1.5 francs a day, my life is as cheap as grass, I have to lose my life over such a small amount of money, what a pity …"

No one had expected the leader to have another spy in Paris, and from the looks of it, this spy was of a very high rank, so the information he provided was extremely detailed.

The French army that was within fifteen kilometers of the Bobini had all retreated. The entire defense line was replenished with twenty thousand National Guard.

Each of these twenty thousand men carried only thirty rounds of ammunition, not a single cannon, and the troops were not equipped with transport wagons, which meant that they were simply unable to carry out a long period of combat.

"Are these people here for tourism? No cannon, no cavalry, no heavy weapons, no baggage... They look down on us so much? "

Xiao Letian shook his head: "Hehe. It's not that they despise us, but that the internal strife among the French people is so severe that the cannon in National Guard's hands has become a thorn in Interim Government's side! "

"These cannons are all hidden in the Montmartre plateau, used as defensive power … This time, if I bring a portion of it back, I will be afraid that someone will rob us while we are still fighting! "

No one had expected that the internal conflict in France had reached such an extent. If this piece of information was accurate, then today's battle would be much easier to fight.