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Gu Ba looked at the report in his hand, with a look of helplessness in his eyes, he sighed, put the report on the table, turned his back to the local gentleman who was standing in the room, and thought about countermeasures.

This time, after the French army landed in Kiel and marched into the interior of Prussia, the Zuaf soldiers were almost innocent of the women in the Prussian towns and villages they passed through, but everywhere they passed, all the boys were captured, and within a week, there were more than 300 cases of missing boys. Now all the reports in Loneba's hand are about the boy being snatched or missing.

"Your Excellency, honorable general, I ask you, in the name of God, to clean up the discipline of your troops and stop this blasphemous." Said a Prussian gentleman at the head.

"Gentlemen, you ought to be glad that your women have survived because of their habits, and if I purge them for this, it will not only be your boys who will suffer, but the entire people of Kiel. Decide for yourselves. ”

After listening to Guba's answer, the Prussian gentlemen, who had been filled with righteous indignation, all fell into a state of suffrage.

"You ought to be grateful for the mercy of our great French army, which only violated the ass of your boys and did not take their lives." Lone snorted and said, "Their actions to your boys are merciful compared to what your army did in Metz. Your army has killed all our young people and left countless families without their children. Therefore, you should ask God's forgiveness for the barbaric crimes of your army, and not stand here and make such an excessive request to me. ”

The Prussian gentlemen retreated in disgrace. Lonely looked at them one by one, and the humiliation of the land and people being occupied and ravaged by the Prussians was finally more than half gone.

"General, report of Lieutenant Colonel Pierre (who has also raised the line of fire by the light of solitary light)." A correspondent came in and handed a report into the hands of Guba.

Gu Ba took the report and opened it to look at it, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Lieutenant Colonel Pierre has arrived in Hamburg, which is good. When reinforcements arrive, we'll hit Berlin! ”

Although he was a naval general, he was equally proficient in the business of the army, and his military talents were already on display after being appointed supreme commander of the landing by Napoleon III.

Just then, an officer ran over and handed him a telegram that had just arrived.

"General, telegram from Paris."

Guba opened the telegram and glanced at it, a smile on his face.

"The Prussians asked for negotiations, and it was good. Paris wants us to make appropriate adjustments to our military plans. ”

"Are we going to go on the offensive then?" Adjutant Major Revel asked.

"Of course!" "The more victories we win, the better it will be for the government's negotiations, and the sooner this war will be over," he said firmly. Do you understand? ”

"You're right! Checkmate! ”

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French front, Prussian command.

"Your Majesty, we have just received information that a large number of land forces have landed after the French have occupied the port of Kiel. They are heading towards Hamburg. Bismarck handed King Wilhelm a note in a cigarette case, his voice low and hoarse, his eyes sunken, his bloodshot eyes, and his hair a little gray, as if he had suddenly aged ten years.

King William took the note, looked at it, and quietly returned it to him.

"It's time to end this war." King William let out a heavy gasp, and it was clear that he had not made a decision that was quite difficult.

"I would like to hear everyone's opinions on the terms of the peace talks." King William said in a hoarse voice, "Please all come here." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

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Paris, France.

Charles Montauban stepped out of the government building and into his rented carriage. He looked out the window and saw indifferent faces. He thought of Thiers again, the man who had been the prime minister of the July Dynasty and had now taken his place, and he had not looked at him the whole time when he was cooperating with him in the handover formalities.

As the carriage departed, and as it passed through the Place Napoleon, Montauban saw crowds of young men singing Marseillaise and waving tricolor flags. They were supposed to sign up for the army and go to Chalond to fight with the emperor against the Prussians.

"Sir, where are we going?" The coachman asked.

Montauban then remembered that he couldn't go home now. His noble title of "Count of Baliqiao" had been stripped of his noble title by the Emperor, who had also ordered the seizure of his mansion, and now the police and the interior were supposed to be confiscating his property in his house, and he himself had been ordered by the police not to leave Paris during this period.

The dignified Prime Minister of the French Empire Cabinet actually fell into this step, and Montauban couldn't figure out why.

I heard that the empress was in Xialong, and because of the tragedy that happened in Tianjin, China, she angered the emperor and was ordered by the emperor to be placed under house arrest. His own removal may also be related to the queen's house arrest.

As soon as he thought that he had suggested that the empress go to Xia Long to persuade the emperor to enter the army, he regretted it in his heart.

Montauban, of course, would not have known that such a big turn in his fate was entirely due to a young Chinese he had never met.

"Which hotel are you going to?" The coachman's question interrupted Montauban's thoughts again.

"Whichever one." Montauban sighed and said.

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November 10, 1870, Tianjin, off the coast of Dagukou.

In one of the cabins of the French ironclad ship Normandy, the sound of a loud roar came from the locked door.

"Let me out! Let me out! You bastards! ”

"Your enemies are the hateful Chinese! Not me! You hateful Turks! ”

"I want to appeal to His Majesty the Emperor!"

The person who was scolding in the room was Feng Daye, the former French consul in Tianjin, China. By this time he had been removed from his consular duties and placed in custody.

At this time, no matter how Feng Daye scolded, the two French sailors guarding the door stood there expressionless as if they hadn't heard.

On the deck of the "Normandy", the captain of the ship, Lieutenant Colonel René, held a telescope and looked at the sea in the distance.

After a while, a small black dot appeared on the surface of the sea, as well as a faint column of smoke.

"Here they are." The deputy captain pointed to the small black dot on the surface of the sea and said.

Captain René nodded, "It should be His Excellency the Chinese Governor who has arrived, let's get ready to meet him." Go and ask Mr. Envoy to come to the deck. ”

Soon, the black dot grew larger, and in the telescope, the French were already able to see that it was a Chinese gunboat.

Compared with the "Normandy" ironclad ship with a displacement of 5,360 tons, this Chinese gunboat, which has a displacement of less than 1,000 tons, seems so small.

"This is probably the best gunboat for the Chinese, right?" The deputy captain couldn't help but laugh when he saw this Chinese warship, which clearly had the style of a "90-day gunboat".

"I guess so." René smiled, "Otherwise, they wouldn't have used this kind of ship to transport their governor." ”

"His Majesty the Emperor of the French Empire sent an ironclad ship of more than 5,000 tons to arrest a mad consul, and the Emperor of China sent a small gunboat of only a few hundred tons to send their governor to meet us." The deputy captain smiled, "Is our esteemed majesty making some fuss?" ”

"It's not a big fuss, it's very necessary." Admiral Henri Guy Mauriel, the envoy of the French Emperor, happened to be on deck at this time, and when he heard their conversation, he immediately spoke.

"Your Majesty the Emperor wants to show the officials and people of China the military power of the French Empire," said the envoy, looking at the approaching Chinese gunboat, the second steam gunboat built by the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau, the Caojiang, "Although His Majesty the benevolent and wise Emperor has made some concessions in the handling of this incident for the sake of friendship between the two countries, concessions do not amount to weakness. Some stupid Chinese officials are clamoring to fight against us in alliance with the hateful Prussians, and the 'Normandy' is a good medicine to sober them up. ”

After listening to the envoy's explanation, the French naval officers nodded their heads again and again.

Seeing the triangular yellow dragon flag fluttering on the mast of the small gunboat, Captain René gave the order to salute, and soon the ironclad ship "Normandy" began to fire a salute, and the gunboat "Caojiang" also fired a salute in return.

Hearing the salute, Zeng Guofan, who was sitting on a recliner on the deck deck with his eyes closed, struggled to prop himself up, his eyes widened, and stared at the French ironclad ship in front of him.

"Father......" Zeng Jize, who was standing aside, saw Zeng Guofan's body trembling uncontrollably, and immediately stepped forward to hold his father's hand.

"Bring the copy of the "Chart of the French Division" that Kunyu sent." Zeng Guofan said in a hoarse voice.

Zeng Jize didn't dare to slack off, and immediately gave a look to the entourage beside him, and the entourage ran into the cabin quickly, and after a while, he took a beautifully bound satin album and sent it to Zeng Guofan.

This album is the hand-drawn "Chart of the French Division" given by Lin Yizhe to Zeng Guofan.

Zeng Guofan opened the album and flipped through it, followed the map, and soon found the page with the "Normandy" drawing.

"This ship is only a second-class ironclad ship in France, and it is already a giant in China, and there is no one who can be its leader......" Zeng Guofan sighed, closed the album, and fell backwards.

After listening to Zeng Guofan's words, Zeng Jize and the accompanying Chonghou and others were silent one by one.

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