Life is always full of surprises, and even the most perfect plan is afraid of change, and this is evident in these Swiss people.

Originally, the Prussian intelligence agencies had chosen this farmer very safely, this silver-haired old man, who was revered by the French and Swiss people on the border as Daddy Simon, had been in the business of agricultural and sideline products all his life, and this trade route had been traveled for nearly fifty years, and almost everyone knew him.

Daddy Simon was a hospitable man, often bringing sausages and wine to the soldiers guarding the border, and his relationships were so good that his goods were not inspected by anyone.

But today is really surprisingly evil, Daddy Simon recognized the captain at a glance, he roared and rushed up and punched him with a stagger, and his left eye suddenly became a panda eye.

"Damn Jacques, you seduced my granddaughter, you ran away, you merry bastard......" Daddy Simon is a typical Swiss, and the scolding pops up in French, Italian, and even German.

What's worse is that he will also use some obscure Swiss vernacular, and even the French soldiers don't know what he is talking about.

Captain Jacques is really unlucky today, it is said that with his rank, he no longer needs to stand in the checkpoint and personally lead the troops to inspect it, but recently the Prussians have changed, and the Paris side has raised the guard level of the border garrison, and as a result, he has also been forced to come out of the office.

The French are indeed too romantic, and last year Jacques met Simon's father's granddaughter, and the eighteen-year-old Swiss girl was deeply attracted to him, and Jacques immediately launched a love offensive.

The teenage girl was the age of innocence, they were the opponent of the old fritter Jacques, and under the attack of sweet words and flowers, the little girl quickly threw herself into Jacques's arms.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, Jacques was transferred back to Paris for a short time, and it was during this time that he fell in love with a Parisian lady again, and Simon's granddaughter was naturally abandoned.

The angry Simon father tried to find Jacques theory several times, but unfortunately he was dodged, and today the enemy was very red when he saw him, he didn't care about his important task at all, and rushed up with a loud roar and opened his fist.

Captain Jacques was already at a loss, and he would have been hit twice, and the soldiers around him also knew that their parents were at a loss, but you can't fight without ending it? When Jacques received a dozen punches, he finally became angry.

"Get this madman out of the way... What are you looking at stupidly? Buck this madman's cart and examine it carefully......"

"Bastard, you bullied my granddaughter, you still dare to detain my team, I will die with you......"

Daddy Simon was already angry, and he picked up a pitchfork and tried to poke him in a few transparent holes, but was stopped by a disguised German intelligence officer. "Oh, Daddy, don't be angry, business matters, the guests are still waiting for our pasture......" said as he pinched Daddy's arm.

It was only at this time that the father came to his senses and collected two thousand gold francs to escort these Chinese into France, which was a desperate business that could not be done in any way.

"Damn Jacques, this time it's cheap, you wait for me to go and complain to your superiors..."

Originally, Jacques also wanted to get off the donkey, and the matter was over, but when he heard that Simon was going to complain to his superiors, he was mad.

"Check, check right away... From today onwards, all the goods of this old thing will be carefully checked by me......"

The captain gave a strict order, and the soldiers had no choice but to carry bayonets one by one and began to stab them into the grass one by one, even if they were biased towards Daddy Simon.

Daddy Simon and the disguised Prussian intelligence officers were scared out of white sweat on the spot, and their backs were soaking wet. There are fifty Chinese in ten carts, and if the bayonet is so messily stabbed, there will be an accident.

"You ......," said Daddy Simon, who wanted to say something, but opened his mouth and couldn't say a word. At this time, Jacques looked hideous, and sneered in his heart, "Sure enough, there is a problem in these hay trucks..."

"French soldiers, check carefully to see if there is something in this grass that should not be in it..."

The soldiers at the border were well aware of the methods of the smugglers, and since the tariffs were different for different goods, forage was undoubtedly the goods with the lowest tariffs. Because of this, many merchants hide high-duty goods such as meat, wine, and cheese.

Looking at Daddy Simon's strange face today, it means that there must be private goods in the hay cart.

The white bayonet brush pierced the pasture, and the hearts of Simon and the entourage were in their throats, as long as the Chinese inside made the slightest sound, then this smuggling would be completely smashed.

The soldiers felt the force of the cold bayonet in the grass, and after the bayonet was drawn, they had to look carefully at the edge, if there was grease, it meant that there was cheese or sausage, and if they heard the sound of the barrel, it meant that there was good wine in it.

Noheita was the first to suffer, his cheek slashed with a white bayonet, and red blood flowed from an inch-long wound. But this Japanese swordsman is not afraid, and he really has a bit of the smell of Tarzan collapsing in front of him.

The bayonet was stained with blood, but in the process of being retrieved, it was wiped clean with hay, and the French soldiers outside did not notice anything unusual at all.

More than a dozen carts stabbed the group of French soldiers one by one, but nothing unusual happened, and just as the captain was preparing for the next round of inspections, the intelligence officer next to Daddy Simon came over to play a round.

"Dear Captain, don't exacerbate the conflict, you see that Daddy Simon is no longer talking, which means that he is convinced, why should you make a fuss?"

"I promise you, I will persuade my father not to make trouble when I go back, and there will never be a complaint to your superiors, and the two sides will reconcile this matter, you see that there are so many vehicles blocked on the road, and if you don't speed up, it will affect today's taxes......"

Under the persuasion of the intelligence officer, the captain finally relented, "Oh, God testify, I really don't want to embarrass him, if it weren't for him going too far, how would I take care of some...... Okay, you can go......"

The clouds of the day had dispersed, and Father Simon had paid his duties in despair, and the grass cart had driven into the territory of France.

When the convoy turned a corner and people could no longer see the soldiers at the checkpoint, everyone put away the clouds on their faces, and whipped their whips with nervous faces, desperately driving the horses forward.

"Hurry up, hurry up and enter the manor, I have a bad premonition in my heart, something is going to happen, something is really going to happen..."

The whip was whipped on Thoma's back, and the aching horses galloped forward, and ten kilometers away was the stronghold of the Prussian intelligence services, a large pasture.

It's daylight and it's in France, and no one dares to turn over the grass to let these Chinese out, which is really too dangerous.

The galloping Thoma soon brought the cart to the pasture, and one by one the wagons rushed into the tall wooden stable, and before they could stop, a crowd of people rushed up around them.

The tarpaulins and hemp ropes that bound the grass were uncovered, and the people tore over the grass like crazy, and when they saw the scene inside, everyone was stupefied.

"God, what kind of army is this? Is this still human......

As he was talking, Luo Huo and the others who had arrived earlier also rushed over, and when they saw the injuries on Nohira's face, they were all angry, "Who did this? Is it a French bastard at the checkpoint?" Damn, ......" Luo Huo rushed into the carriage and lifted Noheita up.

"Leave me alone, look at the others......" Noheita pushed Luo Huo away and reached out to help a pale-faced Japanese mercenary.

"Dorjee... Dorjee, what's wrong with you......" Nohei looked down and saw that Dorjee's abdomen had been stained red with blood, and his hand was tightly covering the wound.

"Lian...... Captain... I can't hold on anymore, I'm going back to Amaterasu...... Can you help me make a mistake, I'm going to die like a samurai..."

Dorjee's face was already sallow, his lips were frighteningly white, and the grass around his body was soaked with blood.

"Dorjee... Dorjee...... Why don't you make a sound, why don't you make a sound after passing the level......" Hyotaro knelt beside him, tears raining down.

"Prime Minister...... The Prime Minister said...... The military order is like a mountain, I can't lead everyone to danger......" Speaking of this, Dorjee's eyes turned black for a while, and his blood was about to run dry.

"What about doctors? Are there doctors...... Save people, save our brothers......" Noheita pleaded bitterly with Dorjee in his arms.

It's too late, and Dorjee has lost too much time, unless there is a modern operating room in this stable now, and a few thousand CC of plasma may be able to save him. It's a pity that this is 1866, and human first aid is still very, very primitive.

Several German medical soldiers, after checking for a long time, finally everyone shook their heads, and they were all helpless.

Dorjee was the most seriously wounded soldier, including him, a total of ten New Army soldiers were stabbed with bayonets, but without exception, not a single person spoke, not even a little **.

"Terrifying Chinese, how the hell did this build an army... Are their hearts made of steel?" all the Germans present took off their hats and stood solemnly, and the atmosphere was extremely heavy.

Luo Huo cried with a face full of flowers, and he spun around on the ground in a rage, and arrested a famous Prussian intelligence officer just to ask what happened.

This is the comradeship, Luo Huo doesn't like this group of Japanese Foreign Legions in his heart, he feels that it is a waste for the prime minister to distribute resources to them. However, if you don't like it, you don't like it, it's just a contradiction within the new army, and when they meet outsiders, they will definitely stand up and stand up for their comrades.

What is a comrade-in-arms, that is, a brother with a different surname who can scold casually, but if outsiders dare to scold, it will never work...

"Everyone has shed blood on the battlefield together, and you are my brother Luo Huo...... Don't go far, wait for my brother, I will avenge you...... This French outpost, brother, I'll slaughter you clean..."

Dorjee listened to Luo Huo's promise, the corners of his mouth trembled and he wanted to laugh, but he didn't have the strength to laugh, he just used his last strength and said, "Give it to me...... Death of the samurai...... Misalignment ......"

This was Dorjee's last request before he died, and no one could refuse, and in the end, Hyotaro and Luo Huo helped Dorjee to kneel on the haystack left and right, and Noheita personally made a mistake for him.

The Foreign Legion was an army with knives allowed by Xiao Lotian, and they kept the sword and rib cha as sharp weapons for melee assault in battle. And today, Noheita's sword will be the wrong for Dorjee, and all the Japanese soldiers present fell to the ground with tears in their eyes to see off Dorjee.

"Dorjee Dorjee... You are the bravest samurai... The beautiful ...... of seppuku "The sword flashed down in the tears, and Dorjee died.

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