When the boundless night slowly receded with the curtain as deep as water, and the first rays of dawn lit up, Chopin and his party, after several days of arduous sailing at sea, finally arrived at the Drifting Island, which carried Paris.

And after the Imperial soldiers in charge of patrolling on the shore discovered the traces of Chopin and his party's warship from afar, they passed the news back as soon as possible.

Chopin was originally going to enjoy the warm welcome of the residents of Paris, but what he didn't expect was that because of a sea collision that happened yesterday, the atmosphere of the entire Paris city couldn't help but be a lot more tense, and he returned at such a sensitive time, no wonder the Imperial soldiers looking for defense would have such a big reaction, after all, they were naturally unable to see clearly from such a distance.

The first place where the news was conveyed was naturally General Twill, who was sitting in the consul's residence at this time, and during the time when Chopin was not in Paris, the other party was solely responsible for all incidents.

After pushing open several elaborate doors made of high-quality teak, and then passing through one wide and beautiful corridor after another, the soldiers in charge of delivering the message finally rushed to the main office of the consul's residence.

At this time, because of the collision at sea without warning, Twill is asking for news from Gilman.

"So, the other party's purpose is to come at us?"

After listening to Giman's words, the admiral, who was famous in the history of the French Empire, couldn't help frowning, and asked again.

"Yes, General, these guys are all Fordes' men, and under our "friendly inquiry", according to the captured soldiers, their group is only one of several expeditionary troops, and a large number of battleships are still to come. ”

Jiman leaned down and said with a sinister grin.

Obviously, the process of Jiman's so-called "friendly inquiry" was definitely not as friendly as he said, but General Twill obviously did not care about the life or death of these captured soldiers at this time, and he was more concerned about how many warships Forders sent to deal with them, and how many sailors and soldiers there were in total, but these questions, those captured soldiers naturally couldn't tell.

"General, according to the captured soldiers, they make contact with the main forces in the rear every few days, but the exact time of each contact is not at all clear to the soldiers. Once the commanders in the rear fail to receive the news transmitted back by these warships on time, they will inevitably discover the abnormality immediately, and they are afraid that they will rush to this sea area as soon as possible. Just in case, the patrol soldiers near Drift Island are ......"

"Don't worry, I've already added a row of people."

Before Giman could finish speaking, Twill spoke.

"Knock-"

Just when the atmosphere was slightly awkward, a crisp knock on the door suddenly sounded.

"Come in."

After saying this, Twill's brow suddenly tightened, and the patrolling naval soldier seemed to notice that the admiral did not seem to be in a good mood, and hurriedly told the anomaly found on the beach.

"Huh?"

The soldier who delivered the news couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, at this moment, he didn't find any panic or retreat in the eyes of this famous admiral of the empire, there was only a surging battle intent.

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Outside the consul's residence was a wide square, made of neat masonry, and at Twill's command, two groups of town militia, one line of infantry, plus three spearmen and hundreds of cuirassiers, were assembled at the first moment.

"God bless France! God protects General Twill! ”

With the red and yellow French flag, which symbolizes fire and blood, strength and hope, fluttering in the wind, the faces of both French nobles in gorgeous costumes and ordinary civilians are filled with pride and excitement.

Although Chopin has not appeared in front of the residents of Paris for several months, because of this invincible bug effect, all the residents of the French Empire still love Chopin very much, and his prestige is always close to the full value, and as the temporary commander designated by Chopin, Twill naturally enjoys such an honor at this time.

"Let's go!"

Riding on a tall war horse with Arabian horse blood, Twill gently drew the knight's sword from the scabbard at his waist, although his voice was not loud, but the resoluteness and excitement in his words were not disguised at all.

With Twill's order, the voices of their respective captains also sounded in an endless stream, and then, the rapid drum beat suddenly sounded.

In each team of infantry ranks, there is a captain, a flag bearer and a drummer, as long as the captain gives an order, the drummer will immediately beat the corresponding drum sound, so that in the battlefield where the sound is quite chaotic, not only to avoid the command transmission errors caused by shouting with voices, but also to allow the soldiers to quickly get the corresponding information, and make an effective battlefield response.

The spearmen were dressed in lean pale white military uniforms, and carried sturdy rucksacks on their backs, looking like gentlemen, but they walked in front with spears, and the three-meter spears in their hands were made of fine wood, the shafts were hard without losing their toughness, and the tips of the spears made of steel formed a forest of steel at the top, shining in the sunlight.

They were followed by the town militia with early flintlock pistols in their hands, undoubtedly much more earth than the spearmen, but with the gunpowder and lead pellets on their waists, and the flintlock pistols in both hands, any enemy would be subjected to frenzied fire fifty meters in front of them.

As for the line infantry on the side, they all held relatively advanced flintlock pistols in their hands, and at their waists, they all pinned a sharp short sword.

With the advent of the line infantry, the position of the town militia under Chopin was suddenly much more embarrassing, but in any case, on the battlefield, even if the casualties caused by these town militia were not as good as those line infantry, after all, there would not be much difference.

"Da Da Da-"

And with the stirring of horses' hooves, hundreds of cuirassiers moved in unison.

Although at this time, these hundreds of majestic war horses were not in a state of charge, but slowly moving forward, but this momentum still suppressed all the imperial soldiers in front.

In the era before the appearance of firearms, cavalry is undoubtedly the most dazzling star on the battlefield of cold weapons, even in modern wars, in the period when firearms just appeared, their position is still unshakable.

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"Maisie, why is it so noisy outside?"

In the consul's residence, Sherlay put down the quill pen in her hand and frowned.

"Miss, it's General Twill who is gathering troops, and I heard that it seems that the soldiers under Forders are chasing after me."

The girl in a black and white maid costume took the document handed over by Sherlei and whispered.

"Fordes—"

Hearing these three words, Sherlei's originally peaceful face suddenly changed, like a storm about to pour, becoming cloudy and uncertain.

As soon as she thought of each other, she recalled that bloody night that she could not forget.

That night, when the last rays of afterglow slowly extinguished, the desert night was like an endless tide, striking from the distant horizon, and the nightmare that accompanied him was also the beginning of his life.

And the scenes of the past are also like nightmares, resurfaced in my heart.

"Tick Tick ......"

Crimson blood continued to drip down the heavy armor to the ground, and the expensive carpet that had been covered with various patterns was also stained red by the mottled blood.

"Sherlet, you must get out of here right now."

His father's majestic and slightly hurried voice sounded in his ears like thunder, and the tone contained in his words was decisive and serious as never before, without the slightest possibility of negotiation and disobedience.

The red blood stained the blue armor on the lion's body, and the sharp giant sword in his hand, which was nearly two meters long, had many gaps at this time, and the thick bloody aura was like a constantly suppressing tide, wave after wave, until it ruthlessly drowned everything in front of him.

As soon as the words fell, the noisy voices of the outside world that had subsided were heard again, screams, wails, the piercing sound of swords colliding, and the clatter of things being smashed...... All kinds of sharp sounds are like the repertoire played by the Grim Reaper, and with the fall of one figure after another, and the continuous convergence of countless blood, it seems to slowly begin to enter an increasingly violent climax.

Without giving Sherlay any chance to resist, her rough hands shoved the slightly heavy iron box into her hands, and then several guards pushed and pushed Sherlay into the secret passage.

At the last moment of entering the secret passage, what she saw was the slightly relieved old face, probably sending her away, which was the last wish of the lion's heart.

And since that bloody night, whether on the unknown escape road, or as now with a stable place to live, she has never slept peacefully, always waking up in the endless panic, and then silently enduring the unimaginable torment.

However, at this moment, hearing the news that Fordes's army was constantly approaching, Schelles's heart surged with more emotions of extreme self-blame, because it was precisely because of her that Chopin and his family brought a series of crises and wars.

After a bloody battle a few months ago, in order to avoid the attack of Fordes' army, Chopin had to control the Drifting Island to the "City of Chaos", but even if they had fled so far, Fordes was obviously unwilling to let them go, and his army still pressed over.

"You have to win!"

Sherlay knew that he was completely powerless in the face of the coming big battle, and the only thing she could do was pray silently.

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In the months since Chopin's departure from Paris, the city has continued to develop step by step, whether it is the reconstruction of the internal structure and roads of Paris, or the development of various projects on the island, or the discovery of the Drift Island.

The road construction on the drifting island is a top priority.

With months of intensive construction, the construction of roads in and around Paris has been almost completed, as well as several improvised roads leading from Paris to the sea.

A five-meter-wide gravel road had appeared on the uneven ground, and it was precisely because of this road that directly connected the city of Paris with the coast that Twill's party marched nearly twice as fast as before.

And after arriving at the beach, the first thing Twill did was to check the condition of each battleship.

Although he has absolute confidence in his own level of command of naval operations, if the other party really has dozens of warships, only with the warships that the French Empire has at this time, it is afraid that it will be extremely troublesome to deal with it, and it is not known who will die in the end.

However, as the black spots on the sea in the distance gradually became clear, Twill, who was originally proud and ready for a bloody battle, was completely blinded.

On the sea in front of him, there were dozens of warships, and no matter how he counted them, the number of sailing ships in front of him was probably less than ten.

"Isn't the main fleet yet to appear?"

Although Twill was extremely confused in his heart, he still didn't dare to slack off, and at the same time, he took out the telescope in his hand.

Through the refraction effect of the telescope, the dark shadow on the ocean in the distance suddenly magnified a lot, but the picture was not very clear.

But vaguely, how did Twill feel that the soldiers on those sails were a little familiar, and if he looked closely, damn, all the soldiers on these sails were Imperial soldiers.

The morning breeze always has a bit of a salty and wet smell, but as the cold wind blows, Chopin's whole mind is much clearer.

When Chopin saw the sails docked on the shore and a large number of Imperial soldiers gathered on the shore, he thought that they had received the news of his return, and came to greet him.

But in any case, Paris, he is finally back!

ps: Thanks to the "Poor Lonely" pro-reward of 500 coins.

The story line of "City of Chaos" ended from the previous chapter.,Although there are actually a lot of storylines and points to dig into.,But it seems that everyone doesn't like this part of the storyline very much.,So the author won't write much.,As for the next,Naturally, the protagonist returns to Paris.,Start building、Pile up resources.,And then solve Fordes, the big boss who appeared from the beginning.,And in this part of the plot,All the darkness and the history that has been lost in this other world.,It will all be revealed.。

Anyway, it seems to be completely off topic when I wrote it before.,Many readers have also said it.,But I've already written this part of the storyline.,

In the end, I asked for a subscription as usual, the results of this book are too unsatisfactory, the author Jun is extremely poor to even eat, and he uses a dime in half, and he doesn't dare to find a girlfriend at all, he is already in his twenties, and he is still a single dog, and he is still an authentic maternal fetus solo, hey......