His Majesty Nasan, who is 58 years old, is no longer young.

However, at this time he showed extraordinary physical strength, and he did not lose to the young lad at all.

Nasan put his arms around his colt's neck, and together with his own personal guards, he smashed away the infantry that was in the way, and fled desperately forward.

He did not dare to flee directly to Mexico City.

As an emperor immediately, Nasan's military knowledge is actually very good, at least much stronger than Zhu Fugui's old uncle Zhu Qizhen.

It is about the same as Zhao Kuangyi, the god of war of the Sorghum River.

They all belong to the kind that can fight a little war, but they are more vegetables and addictive.

After many years of military service, Emperor Nasan knew that Mexico City was by no means a safe hiding place.

Not to mention whether the Mexicans in Mexico City are still reliable, judging from a tactical point of view, such a fierce artillery fire of the Ming army cannot be stopped by relying on the city.

He had already taken most of his army from Mexico City, leaving only a few infantry regiments to maintain de facto French rule and law and order in the city.

With such a small number of defenders, Nasan understands that even if he succeeds in escaping into the city, he will not be able to organize an effective defense.

As for the troops outside the city, there is no help.

He and his guards have fast horses, but the 30,000 troops under his command don't.

For the sake of today, the only way out is to throw away the burden of the large army, flee lightly and simply to the surrounding satellite cities, or even farther away.

Either go to the port of Vicacruz, or to the fortress of Santa Ana.

The former is, of course, the best choice.

France's First Atlantic Fleet is still cruising in the Gulf of Mexico, with a powerful fleet of seven heavy ironclads and more than 20 frigates.

Nasan believed that as long as he got on the boat, it would be impossible for Zhu Fugui and his vicious dog of the Ming Kingdom to bite his ass.

However, the route to the port is a bit difficult.

Because the Ming army attacked from the east.

Trying to bypass them and get to the port is extremely risky.

The second line seems more realistic.

Go to Santa Anna, where there is the "Constantinople that will never fall" built by taking three remote controls, with 100,000 elite soldiers, and the loyal and reliable veteran General McMahon!

The victorious and defeated soldiers are unexpected, and they are men who are ashamed and ashamed.

St. Ann's children are talented, and their comeback is unknown!

If the level of Sanhanxue can be stronger, he will definitely recite this poem silently in his heart.

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After making up his mind, Emperor Nasan, guarded by the remnants of the Guards Cavalry Regiment, began to flee north.

The commander-in-chief of the three armies fled, leaving behind an already chaotic army that immediately lost the will to resist.

No matter how hard Marshal Bazin tried to command, his attempts to turn the tide were completely useless.

The battlefield was like an avalanche in late spring in the Alps, and all of a sudden it turned white.

Qi Wenchang didn't even know where these Frenchmen magically found the white flags.

They quickly crafted improvised white flags out of fabrics, and then dropped the brand-new Shasebo rifle on the ground that they hadn't even fired a shot yet.

These Frenchmen were lucky.

Because they encountered the Wumu army instead of the Dingguo army.

The number can reflect a lot of things, and Prince Yue's army is somewhat less murderous than the army of King Jin.

Moreover, these French troops did not cause any harm to the Ming army, and the Wu Mu army did not kill the red eyes.

The posture of the French throwing their guns was clean and neat, and the movement of raising their hands was decisive and crisp, Qi Wenchang did not embarrass them, and divided a small group of soldiers to take prisoners.

He led the motorized troops to continue the pursuit of Nazan.

All of a sudden, there was a strange scene on the outskirts of Mexico City where a squad of Ming soldiers was guarding dozens, or even hundreds, of French prisoners of war.

The soldiers strung the wings of the chickens together with ropes and then asked them to watch over themselves according to their ranks.

The arrogant French lords are now so well-behaved that they don't look like chickens but like quails.

Of course, there were a few people who couldn't figure out the situation, shouting in thick French and demanding more decent treatment of prisoners of war.

He was greeted only with a hard blow to the butt of his gun.

Daming is not a signatory to the Geneva International Red Cross Convention, and if these guys can't pay the ransom, they will wait to go down to the coal mine to renovate!

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Song Jiqiu was lucky that he was not left behind to see the captives.

Because there happened to be an unlucky sidecar tuk driver who was shot in the arm.

Ceramic insert body armor is not invincible, bullets in the limbs are inevitable, and severe blood loss is enough to kill.

The driver was not worried about his life, and was sent to the rear after being urgently stopped by the medical team.

His motorcycle was empty.

This year, it is also a technical job to be able to drive three jumpers, and Song Jiqiu happened to have achieved a high score in the military vehicle test of the Academy of Military Sciences.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and it is not a time for modesty.

Song Jiqiu stepped onto the motorcycle, stepped on the accelerator, and chased after him.

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"The one who rides the white horse is Nasan!"

"The one who rides the white horse is Nasan!"

I have to say that the military horse breeding technology of Europeans in this era is really good.

It has not only bred a behemoth that weighs more than 1 ton and has more strength than an ox, but also breeds an excellent military horse that takes into account both physical fitness and speed.

Napoleon III and his Guards cavalry regiment constantly whipped the potential of the good horses under their crotch, and actually ran at a speed of 25 kilometers per hour in the mountains.

This speed is only a little slower than the Shandan military horses specially bred by the People's Liberation Army in later generations.

And it is clear that His Majesty Nasan does have a special talent for escaping.

The first is decisiveness.

When Bazin thought that there was still a fight to go, he realized that Waterloo was coming, and decisively led his guards to escape.

Secondly, His Majesty Napoleon III's horsemanship was very good.

Contrary to popular belief, Napoleon I's riding skills were actually quite ordinary, but as his nephew, His Majesty Napoleon III was a very good horseman.

This is most likely due to genetics.

Because Nasan Meow is not Napoleon's own nephew at all.

According to later studies, Napoleon Bonaparte's Y chromosome type is E-M34, which is a typical genotype of the Circum-Mediterranean population, which is consistent with his Corsican monster origin.

The Y chromosomes of the sons of Konasan and Nasan are both I2a2a-CTS6433, which is a typical Germanic-Viking genetic type......

Considering that Napoleon I's parents never left the Mediterranean coast in their lifetime, the problem is mostly with Napoleon III's parents.

In other words, most of the dead ghost daddy who took three was green.

Nasan himself was the second son of King Louis-Bonaparte of the Netherlands and Queen Otense de Beauharne.

Louis-Bonaparte was the younger brother of Napoleon I, and Queen Otense was the daughter of Napoleon I's Empress Josephine and her ex-husband.

In other words, the younger brother took the daughter of his brother's wife and her ex-husband, which is simply a niece who is not related by blood.

Although it is a bit of a contradiction, the point is that as the son of Louis Bonaparte, Nasan should inherit the Mediterranean patriarchal system of the Bonaparte family.

But in fact, his paternal origin was native to the Netherlands or the Germanic-Viking line, apparently another subordinate of Queen Otens.

As mentioned earlier, Queen Otans was the daughter of Napoleon I's Empress Josephine and her ex-husband.

And Empress Joseph is the one who took advantage of Napoleon's expedition to Egypt to play threesome with three young men in the palace......

As the daughter of such a slut, it is difficult to say what kind of chaste martyr Otans is.

It is said that the Dutch admiral Carlyle Hendrik and the Count of Flao of the General Staff, Charles Joseph, who were not in a clear relationship with Queen Ortense at the time, as well as a court riding instructor and several mass armorers.

Judging from Nasan's amazing riding talent, I'm afraid it's not the palace riding instructor +1 point.

In addition to his decisiveness and riding talent, the third wisdom of Nasan is to choose the right direction to run.

Instead of choosing the main road, he found a winding col path with his instincts.

The road was very rough and the horses were not too much of a problem to run, but the cars were greatly affected.

Daming's agricultural vehicles say that they are mountain climbers, but in fact, they can only climb the slopes with roads like orchards, which are very deflated in the terrain of the central mountain range.

At this time, it was the Han cavalry tank that had been ravaged by the Shire horse before that bravely rose up.

With their light bodies and tracked chassis, they can catch up on mountain trails.