"The Kingdom of Sardinia doesn't have much territory in the Alps! Combined, it's not as big as the plains in front of you! Do you think I'm an idiot? Franc? Who doesn't know that the franc is now seriously depreciated! What can a million francs buy? At most, it's a third-rate manor! Maybe it's still the kind where you can see the decomposing corpse of your previous master! Napoleon stretched out his right index finger and pointed at the Savoy viciously.

"So what do you want? Your Excellency, General? I will definitely try my best to meet your request! The Duke of Savoy wiped his forehead with a handkerchief in his pocket.

"You? You don't have the qualifications! Go and get your brother, the King of Sardinia! Only he is qualified to meet with our Lieutenant General Bonaparte for such a big event! Before Napoleon could speak, Murat had already given an answer, his demeanor and tone as arrogant as ever, as if he were an emissary of ancient Rome. The emissaries of ancient Rome tried to provoke the enemy with a bad attitude and a conceit that was above the top, and that they could justify Roman expansion.

"Your Excellency General Bonaparte, rest assured! His Majesty has granted me full powers to negotiate with you on his behalf! I am fully capable of meeting any of your requirements! Ignoring Murat's provocation, the Duke of Savoy turned his face to Napoleon, and said with a shēn and a cute look that made him look like an emperor penguin.

"Then, Your Excellency! Here are my demands: First of all, the Kingdom of Sardinia must cease any hostilities against France, leave the anti-French alliance, and withdraw its troops from the battlefield! Officially armistice with France! ”

When the Duke of Savoy heard this, he immediately relented, "This, that" Obviously, the Kingdom of Sardinia did not want to withdraw from this battle, and their ideal outcome was to delay until reinforcements arrived; Or bribe Napoleon to lead the French army out of Turin. In this war against the French Alliance, the allied forces were in absolute advantage, (shēn) was one of the wolves surrounding France, and the Kingdom of Sardinia also had the ambition to gnaw a large piece (ròu) from France (shēn)!

"Secondly, the Kingdom of Sardinia is to make reparations for the damage inflicted on France in the war! You must hand over no less than 5,000,000 gold coins, 200 cannons, 10,000 horses, enough food for 50,000 people for a year! "Napoleon, this is a lion's mouth, these things can almost empty the foundation of a medium kingdom accumulated for decades!

"Impossible! It's absolutely impossible! The Duke of Savoy shook his head like a rattle.

"Excellent! Then I officially inform you! Negotiations broke down! Artillery, aim, ready to fire! Napoleon had apparently anticipated this, and perhaps he had deliberately opened his mouth, but he was just lightly putting on his white silk hand (tào) and facing the artillery unit in front of him.

The Duke of Savoy was not an idiot, Napoleon looked old (tào) when he used the same trick twice, so he did not say anything to stop it, but took out a snuffbox, took a slow puff, and then looked at Napoleon quietly, as if to say: "Come on!" Please start your show! I think you're bluffing! If you have the ability, you can fire! ”

But Napoleon is destined to surprise him, I have to say that Napoleon's grasp of the enemy's psychology can be said to be no bad, and what he is best at is to use military superiority in exchange for negotiating capital at the negotiating table.

So in the stunned gaze of the Duke of Savoy, more than thirty cannons opened fire in unison, the city of Turin was destroyed by qíng, the panicked screams of the crowd even drowned out the rumbling cannons, and the entire city of Turin fell into a panic. Smoke rose from the striking building and floated into the air as if it were the ghost of the dead, and there were even cries in the breeze, as if to accuse the Duke of Savoy of sin.

Although our Duke of Savoy was a fat, ugly middle-aged man, and the white powder on his face made him look like a pink (ròu) pig, his heart was not as unbearable as he looked on the outside, he was a kind man with a heart for the world, he genuinely cared about his country and its people, and he was not always the pig in front of him!

He used to be a kind, young, energetic prince, with a handsome appearance and the same beautiful heart, he was filial to his parents, he cared for the common people, he sponsored academics, (rè) (ài) arts, he was like a legendary prince, everything was so beautiful! His life is like a fairy tale. If nothing else, he will become a virtuous king who is worn by the people (ài).

But ahead of his bright and smooth path, there is one biggest obstacle - his brother! Yes, he was not the eldest son of his parents, his parents (ài) he was above all else, they regarded him as a treasure from heaven, and the people (ài) wore him as well, but that did not change the fact that he had an older brother! His father wanted to give him the throne, but he couldn't get around his brother!

"What a kind, innocent boy I was! Holy as an angel, as immaculate as a crystal! The Duke of Julio Savoy sighed as he remembered his old memories.

He rejected his father's good intentions and did not choose to become king, and his virtues were praised by the people, but in the end they also dissipated in the wind as the years passed! In order to protect him, his father insisted on making him Duke of Savoy, the traditional domain of the House of Savoy and the richest place in the country.

As his father expected, his brother was not as kind as he thought, he cared about his relatives (qíng) so much, and after his father's death, he showed his true colors, he hated his younger brother, he hated that he was better than himself, he hated that he was more handsome than himself, and he hated that everyone else wore him. He will not be grateful to Giulio for giving up the throne to him, he will only see him as a thorn in his side!

The death of his parents and the change of his brother plunged the life of the Duke of Savoy into a gloomy, and the seeds of kindness and humility he planted did not bear the fruit of care and affection!

He began a life of overeating, self-abandonment, he tried to make his brother be more tolerant of himself by destroying his glorious image, and he tried to humbly beg his family to return to his side (shēn) by this way of concession, compromise, and wronging.

In a way, he succeeded! His handsome face and shēn material were replaced by greasy fat, and his brother saw that his gaze was not cold, but full of smiles! But that smile wasn't the kind of smile he wanted! He became the laughing stock of the court, the harlequin, and people took pleasure in teasing him, and over time, people even forgot what he used to be like!

It may have been a big sacrifice, but at least he was safe! On countless nights when no one was around, Giulio reflected that his whole life was paying for the wrong choice he made in the first place, "Maybe I was really wrong? ”

Originally, he thought that his life would be spent in a nightmare, but he didn't expect that this war would give him the opportunity to show his talents, his brother was never willing to let him interfere in any government affairs, and made up his mind to let him be a "vase", but this time he was uncharacteristically sent as an envoy.

The Duke of Savoy did not think it was a good intention, it was a dangerous task, but he did not hesitate, "Let me use this bloated body to do my last bit for the country of my heart!" Where is it not ridiculed? At least being ridiculed by the French can delay them and buy time for the return of large forces! ”

The second round of shelling pulled the Duke of Julio Savoy out of his memories.

Self-blame, this is a true portrayal of his inner feeling (qíng), a voice lingering in his head, "These people are all dead because of you!" It's all because you're dead! Tears swirled in his eyes, and there was a sour smell in his nose, and he took out his handkerchief tremblingly, pretending to wipe his forehead, but quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Please stop! Your Excellency, General! If you have something to discuss! The Duke of Savoy tried to make himself look as calm as he could, and he cautiously approached Napoleon's (shēn) with his cane, and spoke in a earnest tone.

"Your Excellency! You know, I don't want to do that! The French army is fully capable of conquering the city of Turin, and the reason why I give you a chance to negotiate is to save both sides from a war! This war has gone on for too long and has caused too many casualties! But I don't see the sincerity of your negotiations in the Kingdom of Sardinia! Napoleon said in the same kind tone.

"Please believe in the sincerity of our peace talks!" The Duke of Savoy first lowered his posture and bowed slightly, and then changed his words again, and said with a look of embarrassment: "But, Your Excellency! Personally, I completely agree with the first one! The second one, but it makes me a little embarrassed! The conditions you have put forward are indeed beyond the reach of our Kingdom of Sardinia! Can you reduce it a little bit? ”

Napoleon took a deep breath of embarrassment, and then, as if he had made a very difficult decision, gritted his teeth and said, "Well, I can reduce the amount by a quarter!" This is already the bare minimum! I have shown my sincerity in peace talks! I hope you can show sincerity too! ”

"On my own behalf, I would like to express my sincere gratitude for your tolerance and kindness!" The Duke of Savoy bowed deeply and said, "But this is not something that can be decided by my authority (qíng)!" I must go back and ask His Majesty! ”

Napoleon understood this, and the conditions he gave were originally sky-high, which not only reserved room for bargaining for himself, but also made the Kingdom of Sardinia think that he was a person who was determined to win, so he dared to open his mouth, which was a psychological tactic.

"But remember, Lord Duke! You only have half an hour! If you don't come back within half an hour, the French will attack immediately! This time, there is no room for negotiation! Napoleon said to the back of the Duke as he departed.

"Just let him go?" Murat asked, holding his hand on the handle of his saber at his waist.

"Putting them (bī) too tight will only backfire!" Napoleon smiled as he looked at the carriageway where the Duke of Savoy had gone.