A few days have passed since the night battle at the Palace of Versailles, and the revolutionaries have not made any new moves, and the citizens of Paris have lived in peace, without marching in the streets or anything, and it seems that everything has become calm.

"One hundred and fifty-six, one hundred and fifty-seven, one hundred and fifty-eight......"

While Huang Luofeng was holding the wooden sword in his hand and slashing in the air, he silently read the number of times in his heart, and the short shirt he was wearing on his upper body had already been soaked with sweat.

"Knock knock, knock knock ......"

There was a knock at the door, and Huang Luofeng frowned slightly.

"What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty has asked me to inform you that the army has arrived." The man outside the door replied.

"Got it, tell Your Majesty that I'll go later, so he doesn't have to wait for me."

"Yes, sir."

"Finally...... Is it coming? Wiping the sweat from his body with a cotton cloth, Huang Luofeng muttered.

He changed into formal clothes, said hello to Qi Liuyun and went out. In order to prevent further assassinations, both of them lived in the heavily guarded Palace of Versailles, and tried not to go out at ordinary times.

Qi Liuyun was not lightly injured in the explosion of Notre Dame Cathedral, but fortunately, he had internal strength to protect his body, and after being treated by doctors, he was fine, but it was not convenient to go out. Then, as usual, he hid in his room all day to practice and heal his wounds.

The French army that came to King Qin was gathering in front of the Palace of Versailles at this moment, all in blue clothes and white trousers, Huang Luofeng stood on the balcony of the palace and looked into the distance, just looking at the sea of people in the distance, he felt excited.

Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dreaming back to blow the horn company camp. But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death.

How many hot-blooded men have never dreamed of leading thousands of troops to fight on the battlefield?

At the swearing-in meeting before the expedition, King Louis XVI of France personally ascended the podium and delivered a brief pre-war speech denouncing the rebellious revolutionary forces.

After the speech, it was time for dinner, and I saw Louis XVI wave his hand, and a cart of meat, vegetables and fruits was pulled out.

These are all prepared in advance by Huang Luofeng suggested that the Palace of Versailles be prepared, and now they are taken out to reward the three armies, and the soldiers who have been gnawing hard bread for a few days are suddenly grateful, and the voice of shouting long live the king for a while is deafening.

After eating and drinking, the army lined up and set off, and in order to prevent the "magical" existence of the Templar Order's disciplinary officers, several carriages carrying mysterious barrels even appeared in the army.

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Meeting room, western suburbs of Paris, Château Saint-Maur.

The high-level revolutionaries at the meeting debated endlessly, but none of them were able to come up with a practical solution.

Brissot, who looked a little languished, had a gloomy face, and without saying a word, he held his forehead with his left hand, and his right index finger kept tapping on the tabletop, just like that, watching the people in front of him blush.

Am I wrong?

Brissot began to question himself in his heart, and his repeated setbacks and the people's abandonment made him begin to doubt his revolutionary beliefs.

On the night of the attack on the Palace of Versailles, Andrew, the Templar magistrate, went into battle in silver armor and rode the legendary Holy Spirit Pegasus to break through enemy lines with one man and one horse, and no one could stop him. Everyone thought that their revolutionary ideas were the truth and that they had done God's will, which is why God sent miracles to help them.

However, the unexpected, the invincible Templars were gone, and it now appears that God is not on their side.

No, you can't give up yet, as long as you keep going, there is hope that things will turn around!

Brissot rubbed her temples and forced herself to pull herself up.

"My lords, there are two black-haired and yellow-skinned Orientals outside, who ask to see us, saying that they can help us win the victory of the revolution." A voice at the door of the conference room interrupted the debate.

Everyone looked at each other, wondering why an Oriental suddenly appeared, and finally everyone looked at Brissot.

"Let them in."

Black-haired, yellow-skinned Orientals?

Although Brissot had no hope in his heart, it was better to see them than to continue to argue meaninglessly, what if an unexpected guest brought unexpected joy?

As the iron door of the conference room opened, a boy with mushrooms and glasses walked in, followed by a tall, tiger-backed man, the former was Zhen Jun, who had encountered robbers before.

"Your Excellency." Zhen Jun bowed.

Brissot asked, "What can you do to help us win the victory, this friend of the East?" ”

"Then I'll be blunt." Zhen Jun pushed his glasses, "Since I can find this place, then I can't hide it from Louis XVI, so I suggest that you immediately evacuate here, go underground to carry out revolutionary activities, and at the same time disperse the personnel to the villages and towns, establish bases in the villages and towns, and accumulate strength until the time is ripe to counterattack." ”

Zhen Jun didn't talk nonsense, and gave a plan straight to the point, "It's a famine now, the villagers are hungry, you just need to distribute a little food to win people's hearts." ”

After a brief silence, the top leaders of the revolutionary faction present exchanged words one after another, and most of them agreed.

"Well...... Your plan may really open up a new situation for us. Brisso touched his chin, and his eyes seemed to regain their brilliance.

However, at this moment, the roar of cannons was suddenly heard outside.

At the rear of the king's army, Huang Luofeng was sitting in an open-top carriage when there was a sudden muffled sound, and dust exploded in the distance.

The army was still some distance from the range of the artillery, and the revolutionary army was in a hurry to open fire, and it seemed that the opposite side was already in chaos.

Huang Luofeng sighed lightly, and was about to shout before the fight to give him a chance to surrender and recruit peace, but he didn't expect the other side to fire directly.

In that case, don't blame me for being cold-blooded and ruthless.

Having made up his mind, Huang Luofeng turned sideways and said to Mika, who was riding a horse next to him, "Let the officers prepare to attack, the plan for the attack is up to them, as long as they guarantee to capture Fort St. Mor before sunset." ”

Only Mika of the Swiss Guards followed, and the others were stationed at the Palace of Versailles just in case.

Of course, Huang Luofeng did not need to be personally commanded in this battle, and the officers of the French Army could be better qualified for this job. What's more, even if he wanted to command, it was estimated that those officers would not be convinced by him, an Oriental, so it was better to let go in a chic manner and be a leisurely spectator, but better results could be achieved.

On one side of the lake, St. Maur Fort is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and on the other side is a small town built around the castle, whose inhabitants are basically revolutionary soldiers and family members, who have the advantage of both geography and people, but still have no chance of winning against a regular army more than ten times larger.

It didn't take long for the cannon on the side of the king's army to sound out, several times more than on the other side, like thunder.

Heavy firepower covered the town in front of Fort Saint-More, and the townspeople were unfortunately killed by the indiscriminate bombardment of the King's Artillery, falling victim to the struggle for democracy and royal power.

The second head-to-head confrontation between the king's faction and the revolutionary, the attack and defense were reversed, and the number was also very different, and tens of thousands of French regular troops besieged a castle with two thousand defenders, and the result was undoubted.

"It's a pity, if you come a day earlier, there is still a chance to turn the tables. Heh, the game is getting more and more interesting. Zhen Jun groaned, and then he slowly walked to the edge of the castle, and with a sudden roar of an eagle, he jumped down towards the lake.