This is one of the few sunny days in the early winter season. + Top Novel,

In the countryside, the sun shines weakly on the earth, and can no longer bring warmth to people.

The grass had already turned yellow, swaying slightly in the north wind, and it was bleak as far as the eye could see. However, when the sun shines, the sky is as bright as if it has been washed, and it still makes people feel less depressed.

In the midst of the cold wind, a few men on horseback slowly walked through the field.

Charles was one of those riders, and he quietly followed the leader, along with the new Secretary of the Army, General Saint-Arnault.

At the forefront is none other than Louis Bonaparte, the current President of the French Republic.

Ever since everyone rode up and patrolled here, he had been leading the way without saying a word, looking thoughtfully ahead, and since no one dared to ask him how long he wanted to be quiet, everyone had to follow behind, galloping slowly through the vast wilderness, breathing in the fresh air that was rare in the capital.

This is Sartori, located in the northwestern suburbs of Paris, where the officials of the War Office have chosen the place for the parade after taking into account the request of the Minister and Charles.

Riding on a horse, the surrounding wilderness is open, interspersed with paths and forests, and in between, only a few dwellings dot the roadside, looking rather barren and suitable for future large troops.

Moreover, the proximity to Paris and the convenience of transportation made it easy for troops from all over France to gather here for a review by military leaders.

After a morning of tours, Charles and General Saint-Arnaud had reached a consensus. This place is indeed nice enough to serve as a venue for a big military parade in the future. Want. The president probably doesn't think he's going to have a different opinion.

Because Louis Bonaparte had not spoken, Charles's thoughts gradually drifted elsewhere.

Gallop through the countryside of Sartori. It was a feeling for him.

This place, called Sartori, is a small town located in the department of Seine-Oise. (The province was created in 1790 and later abolished in 1968 and split into the departments of Yvelines, Val d'Oise and Esson, with Sartori in the Val d'Oise).

In the present, he is naturally unknown, but in the "future" more than a hundred years later, he will be very famous.

Since 1960, France has held a defense exhibition in Sartori every two years. After 50 years of unremitting efforts, it has become the world's largest exhibition of land and air equipment and national defense in the time that the Shire has traveled.

And in the 90s, it was near this place that the magnificent Villepinte International Exhibition Center was built, and the exhibition was held there. Each event becomes a grand event, with arms dealers and official delegations from around the world, as well as defense seminars that bring together the world's top defense groups and defense experts. It will turn this place into a place that is extremely lively and noisy.

Is this a historical coincidence, or is it a historical inheritance?

This is unknown.

The only thing he knows is that he is creating a different kind of history.

While he was still immersed in this thought, the horse of Louis Bonaparte in front of him suddenly stopped. Charles, who hadn't reacted for a while. Before he could rein in his horse, he almost ran into the president, but at the last moment he finally came to his senses. Tightly strangled the horse's head so as not to cause great embarrassment.

Although the horse stopped. But Louis Bonaparte did not speak for a moment, but quietly looked into the distance.

Charles wanted to turn the horse's head. Back in the ranks of ministers.

"Charles?" Then, just as he wanted to do so, he suddenly heard the call of Louis Bonaparte.

"Sir?" Charles answered, and simply drove his horse to his side.

"It's a good place, and I think it's a good place for a parade." Louis Bonaparte did not look back and said, "I agree with you that a military parade should be held here." ”

"I also exchanged views with His Excellency the Minister just now, and we see it the same way, this is indeed an ideal venue." Charles replied respectfully, "We will be here for the entire armed forces of the nation to send out the best parts of themselves for review, and you, as their supreme commander, will enjoy their cheers and supreme glory." ”

Louis Bonaparte laughed slightly at Charles's words, and though he was a little reserved, he was clearly very happy.

"It's just a cheer from some people." He replied as indifferently as he could.

"I am sure that the vast majority of people will hail you from the bottom of their hearts, that you are the heir to a great cause, and that you will be the founder of a great cause, and they all know that you will lead them to the pinnacle of glory......," Charles replied with emotion, "and as for those who refuse to admit it, those who seek to rebel, they are doomed to our most severe sanctions!" ”

"Hmph, hahahaha!" Louis Bonaparte burst out laughing, as if delighted as if mocking. "You're right, we must sanction them until they recognize the form."

"And they'll definitely recognize it." Charles replied with certainty, "If they can't, they're doomed." ”

"Then I look forward to your and General Saint-Arnault's appearance. I am convinced that you and he will not let me down. ”

With that smile, Louis Bonaparte looked back into the distance.

It will not be long before he will be here to be cheered by all the representatives of the army.

Isn't that what he's been looking for all his life?

His mind suddenly churned, and in the depths of his memory, scenes that had long since faded poured out.

The shadow of the giant suddenly became palpable.

Driven by this agitated mood, he slowly stretched out his hand, and then grabbed it.

That's right, this qiē is already a phantom of the past.

"It's so nostalgic!" Louis Bonaparte suddenly let out a long sigh.

"Huh?" Charles was somewhat surprised by his exclamation.

"I've been here, at a very young age." Louis Bonaparte said calmly. "I came with my brother and uncle."

"Huh? Oh......" After the initial astonishment, Charles nodded immediately. "I envy you. To be able to get so close to that great man.

"Great men? Yes. At that time, he was a great emperor. The most glorious ruler in the world. Louis Bonaparte's tone was still extremely calm, "and yet...... At that time, I was just an ignorant child, and I didn't even know how great he was. I didn't see greatness, I saw something different. ”

"What?" Charles couldn't help but be intrigued by him, so he asked a little rudely.

"No, I saw only an emperor who had exhausted all his energy, a tired and weakened uncle......" Louis Bonaparte replied, looking up at the sky, empty and full of regret. A middle-aged man who is exhausted and weakened to the point where it is difficult to recover. ”

Before Charles could reply, Louis-Bonaparte sighed, "It was 1813, and he had just returned from that hapless Russia, and all of Europe had been united against him, even his father-in-law. At that time, he had been busy dealing with the coming storm all day, and his whole body was exhausted. Even I, a child who doesn't know anything about the world, can see that he is facing a catastrophe......"

And then. He smiled bitterly, "Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to lead a large army on an expedition to Germany. Then in Leipzig defeated, losing the entire empire. And I'm ...... I was also forced to leave the country after that, and it was only a few decades before I had the opportunity to return. Standing here again. ”

Charles' throat felt a hint of dryness. "Yes...... Is that so? ”

"I still remember the scene of that day vividly. and will never ......" Louis Bonaparte suddenly sighed, then smiled bitterly. "I was so young, only five years old, and I came here on the horse's horse, and it was early summer, and it was a little hot."

Louis Bonaparte's tone was calm, as if he were a bystander.

"The Emperor had a hard time coming out to relax, so he brought me and my brother with us, and we rode all the way through the wilderness, and then dismounted and walked slowly. The sky was bluer than it was now, but the wind was much warmer...... I'm having a great time, running and running here,......" Louis Bonaparte closed his eyes slightly, as if to feel the memories of his childhood, "but my uncle was very melancholy, as if his whole spirit had broken to the limit, and he was so thin that only his eyes seemed to be still on fire...... At the time, I didn't understand what this meant, but I found him a little distraught. Then I asked him what had happened, and was very worried about him—strange as I had always been, my uncle had always been closer than my father...... And you, do you know how he answered me? ”

"What is it?" Charles's curiosity could barely be suppressed, and he hurriedly asked.

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"Child, you are happy because you don't have to face such a terrible disaster!" In the breeze, the middle-aged man with a stern expression looked down at his nephew, "And I, it won't be long before I will go and fight against this qiē disaster, with all of Europe, and even with God!" ”

"Do you have to go?" The child was a little worried.

"Yes, I must go, for the calamity must be annihilated by my own hands." The middle-aged man replied calmly, then waved his hand vigorously, "If I don't crush them, I'm afraid you'll never see this country again, kid." ”

"Then you will win, you are the emperor!" The young nephew looked up to his uncle with adoring eyes.

"Yes, I'm going to win, because I can only win." As if receiving great encouragement, the middle-aged man showed a reluctant smile, and then possessed himself and hugged his nephew. "And you will inherit my business and trample the whole world under your feet!"

He was talking 'you', because he didn't know at that time that his son, and his eldest nephew, would die in obscurity when he was just an adult, and that the rest of his family, under the leadership of the child in his arms, would inherit their will and career, overcome many difficulties and dangers, and return to the top of the country.

"Long live the Emperor!" In the gentle sunshine with the breeze, the child let out a small cheer. "Long live the Empire!"

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"What a great man!" After hearing this, Charles couldn't help but sigh, "It's a pity that fate played tricks on him!" ”

"He played with his fate." Louis Bonaparte shook his head, "His great light makes it impossible for others to open their eyes, but also covers his own, and when he wakes up from the fog, it is already too late, what a poor uncle!" ”

Charles was silent, for he had a point.

Napoleon's nephew is most qualified to comment on him in this way.

"So, Charles, we have to win." Louis Bonaparte took his hand and held it tightly, "I don't have his genius, so I will never have a second chance, we can only win all the time...... Do you understand? If we fail, then even if everything we are prepared to do is correct and inherited, then what is the point of suing me? ”

"Yes, you're right, we can only win, we can't lose." Charles nodded, agreeing with him.

"When not at the top, even Berthier turned his back on the emperor." Louis Bonaparte continued, "Who else, then, of our present generals, could be better than Bertier? ”

[Louis-Alexandre-Berthier (1753-1815), who joined the army in his early years, and was later promoted to chief of the general staff by Napoleon because of his outstanding merits and abilities.

In 1805 he was appointed Chief of the General Staff of the Grand Legion. In 1808 he was commissioned to marry Mary Elisabeth, niece of King Maximilian I of Bavaria. The Bavarian princess Bikenfeldt married and received the title of second marshal of France.

On January 29, 1814, he was wounded in the Battle of Brinnburg. On April 11, Napoleon I was forced to abdicate. Even before Napoleon's abdication, he declared his allegiance to the Senate and the Provisional Government, and later led the marshals of the Empire to Gambi to welcome Louis XVIII on his knees. As a result, he was commended by the Bourbons and served as the chief of guard of Louis XVIII.

When Napoleon was restored in 1815, he refused to serve the emperor any longer. 】

Charles understood.

Hidden deep in the heart of the future emperor was the deep fear that arose from the fate of his uncle.

His uncle's deeds made him worship and yearn for him, but his uncle's end was something he wanted to avoid no matter what.

"Charles, you have to be cautious, understand?"

"I understand." He bowed his head. (To be continued......)