The Mediterranean breeze blows on your face with the smell of the sun, warm and warm!

It's so warm here!

Napoleon looked at the blue sea in front of him and sighed in his heart.

He thought of the defeated snowfield, the 600,000 troops that had been through a hundred battles, and in the end only more than 30,000 people escaped.

The battle broke the backbone of France, and the military supplies accumulated over the years, as well as the officers and soldiers who had experienced the battle, were all buried in the snowfield.

Of course, there is also his freedom.

Perhaps it was the fear of provoking a revolt from the French, or perhaps the strong inertia of the order among the aristocracy. Instead of killing Napoleon, the anti-French coalition sent him to this not so inhospitable island, and even retained his title as emperor.

Napoleon did not appreciate the generosity of those men, and he wanted revenge to regain power. As long as you taste the taste of high for a day, it is difficult to give up and give up.

When the two armies faced each other, the French army was ready to attack. Napoleon was surprised to find that half of the weapons in his army were not working.

Mortar shells will jam their owners, and bullets will get stuck in the chamber of the gun and will not fire.

For a moment, he even wondered if it was the Ming people who had deceived him. However, when he saw through the telescope that the opposite position was also in a hurry, Napoleon realized that he was not the only one who encountered this kind of problem.

There was no way, the battle could only be terminated.

The Russians were fighting in their homeland, and they adapted to the cold climate of Russia.

But the French can't, and the French soldiers are not suitable for the cold climate. They had to be wrapped in military coats all the time, but it seemed that they were cursed by God. The cuts on the military coat were actually shattered one by one.

Many of the sergeants had their arms open, or they were looking for a rope to tie around their bodies. The intimate clothes are full of lice inside, and the outer clothes dare not be untied.

The damned Russians burned down everything they could see and took everything they could eat.

The soldiers had to camp in the cold snow, and the soldiers were huddled together in the cold. The cold wind blew, and the little heat from the campfire disappeared in an instant. They could only huddle each other to keep warm, one next to the other, like a big clump of ants on the snow.

Hunger, more terrible than the extreme cold, and long logistical supply lines were constantly harassed by the Cossack cavalry. The soldiers did not have enough to eat for more than a month, and hunger, cold, and exhaustion constantly invaded the health of the soldiers.

The cold wind blows from all directions, and there is no way to escape.

Every night, there would be soldiers who fell asleep because they were tired. The next morning, they continued to sit in the snow one by one. The sun shone on their frozen faces, their beards were covered with snow and frost, and their eyelashes were covered with frost.

Entire platoons and entire companies, even entire battalions, of soldiers froze to death.

Even more terrible than the cold was the night attack of the Cossack cavalry, and every night when the thunderous hooves of the horses sounded, it was the beginning of a nightmare.

The rifle is not good, and the saber becomes the most terrible weapon.

The cavalry swept up the snow and dust, and the scimitars in their hands reflected the cold moonlight. Blades as cold as ice slashed across the soldiers' heads, and a large head flew abruptly.

The head flew out of the sky with Xuanzi, and an old blood spurted out of the ground.

Every morning, Napoleon got a report. So-and-so's unit was again attacked by Cossack cavalry, and after many years of war, Napoleon believed that he already had some immunity to the number of casualties.

But when he really saw the casualty figures, he still felt his heart flutter.

He knew that he could not retreat at this time, and as long as he retreated, the Russians would follow him like wolves. They will eat the French army, piece by piece. Eventually, no one was able to escape back to Paris.

But Napoleon had to order a retreat, because the army had already begun to collapse. Especially in the 1st Cavalry Army of Mula, the horses starved to death because of the lack of fodder, and the cavalry completely turned into infantry. Then after being killed by the Cossack cavalry, like chopping melons and vegetables, Napoleon knew that it was over.

Napoleon had to admit that the cold was the best weapon for the Russians. In the face of such weapons, his own army of 600,000 is simply vulnerable.

I used to be so invincible that I thought that Russia was like a broken house, and if you kicked the door, the whole house would collapse.

But he was wrong, and the Russians prevailed with their tenacity.

I lost, and I lost completely.

No! I still have hope, because I still have hole cards.

"Your Majesty! Lunch. The smiling attendant approached and saluted Napoleon very politely.

Napoleon did not like the Italian named Piano, a lackey of the anti-French coalition, and it would not be a surprise to Napoleon if someone told him that the food he sent was mixed with poison.

But it can't be helped, he's the head of the house. Or rather, he is the cell boss on this prison island.

"Oh, what's for lunch today?" Napoleon sat down at the edge of the table and looked at the glittering silver cutlery on the table, the silver plate was so bright that it was even a little dark.

"Spaghetti, and ham, oh yes, with Russian pickled cucumbers. You'll love it! Piano smiled as he watched the servants place silver plates one after another on the table.

"Oh!" Napoleon smiled wryly, the so-called emperor was not even qualified to order food. Sour cucumber ......! He hates pickled cucumbers!

Sit back in a chair and look out at the blue sea. Take a sip of wine and take a bite of damn spaghetti.

What should have been a cosy lunch tasted like chewing wax and was tasteless.

Three wooden sailing boats appeared on the sea, and the wooden sailing boats were not too big, only a dozen meters long. Typical Sicilian style, it looks like fishermen fishing in a gang on the island of Sicily.

There are always pirates at the damned seas, and these pirates from Tunisia and Libya are crazy and ferocious. In addition to the Ming merchant ships did not dare to plunder, they refused to let go of the ships of the Mediterranean countries.

The fishermen were forced to gang up to go out to fish. When you encounter pirates, you can also support each other.

The wooden sailboat fluttered to the dock of Elba Island, and a few bearded guys on the deck were looking ashore.

The guards shouted in Italian: "No landing here!" But the ships were still approaching, and the officers in charge of the guard were angry.

This time the Italians must be taught a lesson, and they must be fined a hundred dinars, nay, two hundred.

A few soldiers on the dock were holding guns, and the fierce officers jumped into the boat. The Italians are honest and they will be obedient like quails whenever they see a gun.

"Whoosh!" A javelin was plunged into his head accurately, and the officer was pinned up on the ship's floor.

The soldiers on the shore were just about to open fire when the sound of tearing linen was heard from inside the shipbuilding.

Bullets rained down from the cabin, and the soldiers on the shore were beaten into a sieve before they could fire.

Several men in steel helmets and blue and white camouflage uniforms emerged from the cabin, carrying mortars. They jumped out of the boat and quickly found a pile of cargo to block their figures.

The artillery run was installed in the blink of an eye, and the gunner took a look at it, constantly adjusting the ruler in his hand.

"Tom!" The sound of the cannon being discharged was not loud, but an orange flame immediately erupted from the watchtower more than 800 meters away. Accompanied by the black smoke of gunpowder, the soldiers inside the watchtower were blown up and flew straight up.

Two other fishing boats approached quickly, soldiers armed with acre rifles. Others carry general-purpose machine guns on their shoulders, and three mortars have been erected behind the dock cargo piles.

As soon as the defenders' heavy machine guns fired, the mortars were turned off.

"Ming Army! Ming army, Ming soldiers. "The defenders panicked.

Sea blue camouflage, with a steel helmet on his head. Only the Ming army would have this kind of dress, and the Ming army came to the rescue of Napoleon. When the Commander of the Fortress heard this, he almost fainted.

He had seen a battleship as tall as Daming Mountain, and the thick barrel was no problem lying in it.

Da Ming is attacking, so the fuck is still guarding a fart.

"How many are there?" After settling his mind, the fortress commander asked.

"Fifty! Or sixty, less than a hundred anyway. They're on a fishing boat! ”

kicked the intelliterate bastard twice, and the fortress commander wanted to scold his mother.

The Ming people deceived people too much, there were no warships and only three fishing boats were sent, and a hundred and ten people were like rescuing Napoleon, and they were still in broad daylight.

This is excessive! It's too much! I simply didn't take my two thousand defenders into account.

"The whole army will attack, and these Ming troops must be exterminated on the island." If Napoleon is rescued by the Ming army like this, he will not be mixed in the military circles in the future.

No matter how elite the Ming soldiers were, it was impossible to kill their two thousand defenders.

It's time to teach these arrogant Ming troops some lessons!

There was chaos on the docks, and the defenders of the island poured out to teach the Ming army a lesson.

The garrison consisted of both British and Prussian troops, all of whom were the elite of the armies of both countries. There was only a brief chaos on the island, and mortar shells rained down on the pier.

The three wooden sailing ships were torn to pieces in the air wave of the explosion, and countless sawdust flew into the sky, and then fell into the sea "crackling", and the Ming troops on the dock all got into the cargo pile to avoid the explosion.

The defenders gathered on the docks from all sides to kill these bold Ming troops.

Just when they were surrounded on all sides and wanted to kill these Ming commandos in one fell swoop. More than a dozen Ming soldiers who came out of nowhere had already gotten to the terrace where Napoleon was.

The soldiers used daggers to deal with two guards and several servants, and Piano had his throat cut out, blood flowing and convulsing on the ground.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, please come with us." The fact that the commandos actually spoke French surprised Napoleon.

But he didn't speak, just stood up and straightened his clothes, and walked out with the commandos. For today's sake, he has given his entire stake in the Suez Canal.

The airship in the sky suddenly burst out of the clouds. The rapid-fire cannon poured ammunition at the fortress, and the bunkers were smashed to pieces, and many bullets went down the firing holes, splitting the gunners inside.

The besieging troops on the ground burst into clouds of blood mist. A 25-mm shell can directly break a person into several pieces. No one thought that the airship would suddenly burst out of the clouds.

An airship hovered over a flat field on the west side, and Napoleon climbed into the pod with the help of commandos.

The remaining airships continued to spray cannonballs over the fortress, and the commandos began to search for the defenders throughout the fortress. The order from above was not to leave anyone alive, and the commandos certainly did not leave their hands behind.

Almost every room was swept by bullets. I didn't bother to search these places in the cabinet under the bed, so I just shot a few times.

Those rooms where people were stationed, threw a few grenades directly.

The entire fortress of Elba Island suddenly burst into gunfire and explosions, and the defenders fell one by one in a pool of blood.

Napoleon looked at the Ming army, which was less than a hundred people, and was gradually shrinking the encirclement, and they did not even let go of the soldiers who surrendered, and it was a shot in the head.

The weapons in their hands are as if they will never run out of bullets. This made Napoleon very envious, especially the general-purpose machine gun, which weighed so much less than Maxim, but the rate of fire and power were comparable to Maxim.

I immediately imagined in my heart that if I had such a weapon and equipped army, I should be able to continue to fight against the anti-French alliance.

There was not a single airship, and Napoleon took one last look at the battlefield and was carried away by the airship.

Rising above the clouds, Napoleon only saw. There were still three airships on standby above the clouds, as if waiting for some signal.

The airship carried Napoleon all the way west, and it was impossible to see where it was below above the clouds. I don't know how long it was, but when the airship passed through the clouds again, there was an island below.

There is a flat concrete landing field on the island, and the airship descends slowly.

"Your Majesty the Emperor! Please! "The French-speaking commando opened the hatch and walked down the gangway first.

"Where is this?" Napoleon looked around, and there were buildings in the Ming style everywhere. Flying for such a short time, it is impossible to get to Daming.

"This is the island of Malta, and His Excellency the Commander is waiting for you. Please follow me! "French-speaking commandos, took Napoleon into a carriage.

Escorted by a dozen cavalrymen, the carriage rushed to a building by the sea.

It dawned on Napoleon that the Ming Empire occupied several key islands in the Mediterranean.

Among them are Crete and Malta, the geographical location of Malta is very good, directly choking the throat of the eastern and western Mediterranean. Western European ships wishing to reach the Suez Canal had to pass through the waters of the island of Malta.

Da Ming never occupied an inch of land on the European continent, but all Europeans felt that their throats were choked by a pair of big hands. As long as these big hands exert their strength, Europe will suffocate to death.