222 The Death of the King
A line infantry captain, gently wiping his blood-stained saber, pointed his white-gloved index finger at the four French youths on the ground who had been tortured to death and were castrated:
"Dispose of their corpses, find a conspicuous place to hang them, and let the people of Versailles know that this is the end of resisting us!"
As the soldiers disposed of the bodies, the captain's adjutant stepped forward and asked, "What about the woman named Shaya?" ”
The captain turned his head to look at Shaya, who had been fucked not far away, looking confused, as if she had lost her mind.
"I promised her that I would let her know all the men in the legion, how could she easily break her word?"
"But......" The adjutant frowned slightly and looked at Shaya, who was immersed in the climax with a look of enjoyment, and replied: "She doesn't seem to be punished, this woman's physique is really good, and she doesn't seem to care about how much more man's body fluid she has in her body, she is completely enjoying the process of punishment......"
The captain smiled and patted the adjutant on the shoulder indifferently: "The soldiers of the legion have been fighting bloodily all day long, and they need to relax their rewards, but I have heard many soldiers who have used Shaya praise her, how can we easily waste such a good ready-made soldier reward?"
Compared with those French women who can't even bear a company of soldiers, a woman like Shaya is what the soldiers need most, not to mention, Shaya's appearance is a stunning beauty among French women, as long as it is cleaned when it is used up, our boss will not mind, she can immerse herself in it, it is not necessarily a bad thing for us, let a determined rebel become a 'slave' of the legion, it doesn't sound bad.
Okay, let the soldiers below hurry up and rest, the third batch of rotating companies has come down, and we will need to go up again soon, and then I will tell the new handover officer about Shaya's situation, such a good military livestock, we can't waste it at will, hehe. “
The adjutant thought about it, Shaya's body he had also tasted, it was indeed much better than the average young French woman, and it was resistant to tossing, it was also a good thing to stay and let the friendly army relax and relax, tens of thousands of strong men in the Paris Legion could not implement a collective effect on all French women, and it was not good to spread the reputation, it was better to use these guilty resistors to let the soldiers vent.
Moreover, it is rare to see a stunning girl who is addicted to sensuality like Shaya......
The captain of the line infantry is right, Shaya has completely fallen in love with this feeling after experiencing more than three holes of soldiers, because of the messy moral concepts such as scruples about reputation before, Shaya rarely dared to play so brightly, where has she ever encountered this situation where hundreds of big-headed soldiers lined up on her?
Shaya's physique also belongs to the kind of innate yin body that is very rare in medicine, and there is a proper noun in medicine to describe it, called acute sexual craving patients (I forgot the specific name, anyway, it probably means, there is really this disease in medicine, both men and women, the demand for that aspect is particularly strong, and the ability in that aspect is naturally resistant to tossing, because that aspect of desire is too strong, and it is included in the psychological disease, in fact, this kind of people have no physical symptoms)......
Because the superiors strictly ordered Shaya not to play to death, the soldiers did not rudely use weapons to create wounds on Shaya's body, but they were more intense than the normal 'what', and in order to prevent Shaya's sister from being too long, there were too many trends, and every once in a while, Shaya would be replenished with some water......
Most of the soldiers are just venting, they don't have the desire to kill, they have killed enough on the battlefield!
Therefore, with the officer's order, Lady Shaya survived intact, but the bottom was already red and swollen and congested, of course, no one cared......
Versailles to Zhanjiang was very tragic, not a single line infantry company in rotation was full, and the entire city of Versailles, which was set on fire, lost lives every minute and every second, becoming a veritable demon cave that devoured mankind.
What makes Lin Haoda unhappy is that it has been a day and a night since he attacked the city of Versailles, and the result has not yet reached the Palace of Versailles, which is located in the suburbs, let alone the core position of the city of Versailles!
The Versailles armed with the whole people, with their own lives firmly blocked the attack of the line infantry, this is a group of civilians who are not afraid of death and a group of professional soldiers who are afraid of death, although the exchange ratio is very favorable to Lin Haoda, but the process of the offensive is not satisfactory.
The people of Versailles also invented an effective way to kill and injure the enemy in street fighting, they often hid explosives made of black powder, and when the line infantry attacked, they ignited all the explosives and died with the line infantry!
Because each attack and occupation required the stage of bayonet hand-to-hand combat, the desperate fighting method of the Versailles people's armed forces caused great losses to the line infantry, which was also the largest part of the battle losses of the Paris legion.
Because of this, when the line infantry charged with bayonets, they always did not dare to step forward with fear, which greatly delayed the pace of the attack!
However, this method only made the line infantry fearful at most, and did not make them really stop the attack, and the street fighting in the city of Versailles was not without support for the remaining line warrior infantry regiments in the Palace of Versailles, and many of the coalition troops who attacked the Palace of Versailles were pulled out to resist the attack of the main force of the Paris Army in order to prevent the 1st Infantry Division from breaking through in this direction, which is why it was difficult to concentrate its forces on the 1st Infantry Division in the direction of Versailles.
The Confederates were much more combat-ready than the average civilian army, after all, they had received real military training and had fought fiercely with the Warrior Infantry Regiment at the Palace of Versailles.
Although the pressure on the Palace of Versailles was reduced, it was only a matter of time before it fell, and when the Parisian legions attacked the city of Versailles on the third day, even the volunteer battalion, which had reduced its offensive strength, successfully cleared the remnants of the line warrior infantry regiment hidden in the Palace of Versailles, and rushed to the door of the last king's bedroom on a piece of broken walls and ground!
Dense lead bullets were fired at several line warrior infantry placed by John Rambo at the end of the line of defense outside the door, and the fierce gunfire frightened the king's family into a ball, and Queen Maria Antoinette, who had been extra strong in the face of the revolution, behaved like a weak little woman, holding her own children and cowering in the corner, but the cowardly King Louis XVI, who was now dressed like a man in a neat royal uniform.
Although he didn't have any weapons to hold in his hand, at least he was in good spirits.
Just as King Louis XVI was calmly waiting for the mob to destroy the last line of warrior infantry, and rushed in to kill John Rambo, who had humiliated him, John, who had been depressed, suddenly stood up, and under the horrified gaze of King Louis XVI and Queen Maria Antoinette, he raised his delicate flintlock handcuff and put it on the head of King Louis XVI, and said with a smile:
"I'm sorry, I suddenly don't want to die in battle, but I know that I will definitely die at the hands of those mobs, so I want to make a try to see if the mob outside the door will continue to respect you as His Majesty."
King Louis XVI suddenly broke out in a large cold sweat on his cheeks, and asked calmly, "What do you want to do?" You should know very well in your heart that I, the king, am the target of the mob outside, and you want to use me to get a glimmer of life? Are you crazy or am I crazy! ”
Tall and muscular, John pulled up the cute little fat man Louis XVI and put the flint flint on his head from behind, John stood behind the stiff King Louis XVI and whispered into his ear: "Whatever happens, you have to try, don't you?" The worst outcome would be death for me anyway, so why wouldn't I do it? ”
When King Louis XVI heard this, his legs trembled unconsciously, and it was really difficult for him, a pampered king, to face a group of thugs with guns, or to overthrow his own thugs......
"You...... John, you can't do this, if you pull me out, as soon as I die, your master Lin Haoda will bear the reputation of killing the king, aren't you willing to die for Lin Haoda? Do you want to let yourself and your soldiers sacrifice to the water?! ”
"Haha~hahahaha...... It's ridiculous, do you think that the foreign butcher in the eyes of the French, the tyrant of the city of Paris, would care about this charge? Since you can't fall into the hands of the Duke of Paris, why should I let you fall into the hands of Robespierre, huh?! ”
Queen Maria Antoinette's shrill voice suddenly sounded: "John, don't do this, once the king is dead, the Prussian and Austrian intervention forces will not spare your allegiance to your master." ”
John's frantic eyes slammed into Queen Maria Antoinette, and she was scared back by the words that followed: "Shut up! You rotten bastard, if Lao Tzu has an afterlife, you have to be cao rotten you 'what', don't think that you are a princess, you can point fingers at Lao Tzu, you better not provoke me, otherwise, I don't mind pulling you out with your lovely children, and have a good talk with the gun-wielding mob singing Marseillaise outside, can you let us go. ”
Queen Maria Antoinette's eyes widened, and the fear of death immediately enveloped her heart, and she closed her mouth tightly, hugged her child, and did not dare to say a word, not even John's bloodshot eyes.
King Louis XVI, who was pale, bowed his head in resignation and replied: "Well, I'll go out with you......"