This late autumn was more abundant than usual, and the vines of the province of Kodor swayed in the "rustling" drizzle, and the plump grapes were washed and reflected. The path of the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info wine estate is so muddy that you have to put on your boots to walk.

Burgundy wines were Napoleon's favourite and were well known and sold abroad. Visitors will find a romantic wine culture from Dijon, the capital of Burgundy, to Lochebo. Whether it's an old castle or a private inn, it's actually a winery like no other, with colourful vineyards on their rooftops and outside their courtyards.

The mansion of Cotton Manor stands quietly in a verdant green sea, like a small island in the waves of grape leaves. The wine estate is closed to the public, and the clusters of red grapes dotted under the green leaves are like royal jewels for private possession.

Lush vines split a gravel path from the gate in the distance to Cotton House. A scarlet carriage jolted and slowed in the drizzle, a corner of the elegantly waterproof curtain lifted, and a bright red cigar spewed smoke behind it.

Sir John took a cigar, lifted the curtain and looked out at the drizzling vineyards, squinting and exclaiming, "I'm afraid I won't be able to drink these grapes." ”

"When they're drinkable, I'll send you one, wherever you are." Opposite Sir John, a gentleman with neat sideburns and a velvet beard steadied his oak cane, like a smug general, and looked at Sir John with a smile as the carriage jolted: "You will definitely drink." ”

Cotton's hospitality was not answered, for after Sir John lowered the curtains, he quickly changed the subject: "Mr. Cotton, I believe you have learned of the tragedy on the Norwegian Seas - a glorious flagship with a displacement of 50,000 tons is sleeping at the bottom of the sea, and countless fierce deep-sea monsters are soaring, and I am afraid that it is close to the coast of Denmark at this time." Trust me, even deep in Burgundy, deep in the interior of France, those deep-sea battleships can easily blast your real estate into the sky. ”

Baron Cotton still maintained a scepter sitting posture, like an unfailing pine, and his smile did not change: "The battleship's main guns have a range of twenty-nine kilometers, and at most they will harass the beaches of France." Besides, France is deep in the inland sea, and the Deep Navy Group does not dare to go deep easily, maybe the Cotton Group only needs to close a few fish soup restaurants. ”

"Twenty-nine kilometers?" Sir John twisted his head and laughed, politely disguised his contempt. This made Baron Cotton's smile retract and frown slightly.

Cotton was a Burgundian hereditary nobleman who had served in the military himself, and the Cotton family's assets were worth countless francs, and his real estate was close to that of a successful banker. Sir John was troubled by the old creed of wealth, always producing, creating, and accumulating material wealth, and had little interest in bank investment.

He knew that Baron Cotton's influence in Burgundy was extraordinary. To sway the people here, one must first convince this wealthy veteran.

"Did I say something wrong?" Baron Cotton frowned.

"I got conclusive information from London that the Archon-class battleship was blown through alive by a large-caliber railgun and dismembered on the spot." Sir John took off his cigar, and his gray beard approached Baron Cotton's iron-green face, like an ornamental plaything: "The range of the ship-based railgun is at least one hundred and forty kilometers, and that is still an experimental variety that the US military has not yet carried. Taking into account the caliber and leading scientific and technological level of deep-sea battleships, the firing range of the large-caliber railguns carried by the deep-sea battleships in the Arctic Ocean has reached at least 340 kilometers, and this range can even be shot down by satellites. ”

Baron Cotton gritted his teeth. He served in the French Navy, and he knew that the shipborne railgun was in high demand, and it was a decisive weapon for the next generation that the navies of various countries were desperately developing, so he knew that the theoretical range of the railgun was very long.

"You don't trust the banks, and I couldn't agree more. But you have to admit that when war threatens the homeland, the most vulnerable asset is real estate – your fish soup restaurant, your vineyard, your castle villa and winery factory will be wiped out in the blink of an eye under the fire of a deep-sea battleship. Believe me, those Deep Navy regiments didn't drive into the English Channel to make environmental propaganda. Sir John said gloomily.

The carriage shuddered and stopped suddenly. The butler stood under the wet tassel with a nostalgic black umbrella and said seriously: "Lord Cotton, the distinguished guests can't wait." ”

Sir John smiled, looked at the baron Cotton, who had a straight face, and invited: "You are always generous in sharing rare wines, and you are a rare and good person. To protect your possessions sacrosanct, I bring good news for London. We said at the reception, how? ”

Baron Cotton today invited the nobles of Burgundy to taste the wines of Cotton's estate. It dawned on him that John, a cunning Englishman, might not have been a drunkard.

The baron pressed the wooden door of the carriage.

"I'd rather listen to it in the car." The baron was going to dig up John's bottom.

"As you said, the maximum range of a capital ship in service in France is only 29 kilometers. A coastal defense fleet of this level is not worth mentioning in front of deep-sea capital ships. Only by virtue of the fleet of free France, absolutely unable to protect the safety of the coastline, as long as the deep-sea beasts in the Arctic Ocean enter the coastal continental shelf within 10 kilometers, they can set up their main guns and wantonly destroy the military factories and air bases in France, of course, the artillery of the deep sea can not distinguish the difference between the red winery and the parts factory, the loss of the coastline, it is not only the military industry that suffers - the artillery fleet is in the city, the favorite is the carpet bombing, when the British and French fleets entered the Qing Dynasty, they did not care about any humanitarianism. Sir John added fuel and vinegar and stared at Cotton: "When the cannon is in the city, it will surely wash the ground." At that time, people's livelihood will wither and ruin, wealth will disappear, and the accumulation of the Cotton family for many years will be lost in the sudden war. ”

"What's your good news?" Baron Cotton gets straight to the point. He could already smell the smoke of gunpowder.

"The ultra-long-range destructive power of the Deep Navy lies in the over-the-horizon railgun carried by the Arctic Ocean Habitat Beast. The main fleet of the Royal Navy of England is urgently mobilizing, and it is about to cross the English Channel, rush to the Norwegian Sea, and cooperate with the local air force to rush to bomb, so that it can fight with the Deep Sea Regiment and protect the normal order of the French coastline by the way. The conditions were simple, the French naval fleet had to be integrated into the British Naval Alliance, as a secondary fleet, subject to the command of the Admiralty. Sir John slowly stretched his cigar into the cold drizzle and flicked the ashes. But when the curtains were opened, the raindrops the size of beans smashed into the car and silently hit the soft carpet. Sir John then realized that the angry clouds were rolling outside the window, the torrential rain was pouring down, and the butler who was waiting outside with an umbrella was so embarrassed that he could not even hold the umbrella steady.

Baron Cotton was unresponsive to the changing weather, and he categorically refused: "If you wish to use my influence to influence the decisions of the Burgundian councillors, I'm sorry I have to refuse." I cannot accept the humiliating regulation of the loss of naval sovereignty, and neither will the President of France. I'm just the first little farmer in Burgundy and can't help you, don't mind. ”

"There's a price code for everything. Sovereignty is only a little more expensive - in fact, the Duchy of Burgundy three hundred years ago was very good at managing sovereignty and often sold it for a good price. It's better to sell for a good price than to go bankrupt. Sir John pointed to Baron Cotton, meaningfully: "Perhaps you should learn a little from your successful ancestors." ”

Cotton stood up suddenly, bent over in the cramped carriage, his cane poked on the carpet, and stared down at the calm John: "I'm not one of those lustful kings!" How dare you compare me to the guy who betrayed the Statue of Liberty? (To be continued.) )