Sicily is actually the throat of the Mediterranean!

To be exact, there are three choke points in the Mediterranean.

The first is Gibraltar, which has a narrow access to the sea. As long as they pass through here, the ships of the Ming Dynasty can cross the Atlantic.

But unfortunately, it is covered with dense mines. Not only did Daming's ship not pass, but all the ships couldn't pass.

And given the hidden nature of the mines, as well as the roughness of the demining technology in these years, this will be a high-risk area for a long time to come.

Then there's Sicily, a large island that, together with the Apennine Peninsula, divides the Mediterranean Sea in half.

Divided into the Eastern Mediterranean and the Western Mediterranean!

Finally, there is the Suez Canal, the Asian-African outlet of the Mediterranean.

Theoretically, this is an artificial waterway.

But this artificial waterway has become the most important waterway in the world.

Almost all of the Ming trade with Europe was done through this waterway.

However, this unusually busy waterway soon came to be accompanied. The Ming Dynasty has already planned to open a second and third waterway in the Middle East.

To improve the increasingly congested situation in the Suez Canal!

Now, in addition to the Ming warships, ordinary cargo ships have to wait for five to seven days if they want to cross the canal.

For this reason, the governor of the Suez Canal became a fat man.

The head of the previous governor of the Suez Canal was already hanging on the flagpole, and the bones were rotten.

This governor of the Suez Canal is fucking in again.

These guys have a bit of a sense of going forward and succeeding.

But Li Xiao can't help it, and his energy is not in these things.

The war in Europe alone had already given him two more gray hairs on his head.

Li Xiu's fleet had just left the Suez Canal and was assembling in the Red Sea off the east coast of Africa.

Li Xiu took almost all the main forces of the Ming fleet, and in the Mediterranean, there were now only a few destroyers, a battleship and three cruisers.

The three aircraft carriers all followed Li Xiu on a long voyage.

They need to head south along the east coast of Africa and then around the Cape of Good Hope. And then we go north along the west coast of Africa and end up in Marrakech.

An expedition of this scale, Daming is the first time.

For the Ming Navy, this is an extremely far-reaching test. After passing this test, the Daming Navy will truly be called the global navy and dominate the blue water.

The operation to send airships from Egypt to the Gulf of Guinea faced great difficulties.

The routes are not working, and the situation is extremely complex.

After the loss of two large airships, this plan had to be stalled.

That is, it will be impossible for Li Hugh's fleet to be replenished in the Gulf of New Guinea.

They had to sail around the Cape of Good Hope to Marrakech with what they had.

Fortunately, the two aircraft carriers, the Liaodong and Shandong, have already landed in Algeria with their carrier-based aircraft.

This freed up all the hangars on the aircraft carrier, which could be loaded with a large amount of supplies. Coupled with the existing supplies on the ship, it is estimated that it should not be a problem to survive this voyage.

When Li Xiao deployed troops in the Mediterranean, France had entered an era of madness.

Napoleon personally led the French army in a decisive battle with the Germans.

On the outskirts of Paris, the two armies fought fiercely for eight days and eight nights.

Heavy casualties on both sides!

In just eight days, the French army suffered a terrifying 350,000 casualties.

The Germans, who were on the defensive, also suffered 280,000 casualties.

The enormous trauma of war has made both sides stop and breathe. Soon, though, the Germans were gasping for air.

On the first day of December, another offensive was launched against the French.

This time, the French army could not withstand it anyway.

The defeat was overwhelming, and in just two days, the Germans had advanced only 50 kilometers from Paris.

Fontainebleau!

Napoleon held a glass of whiskey in his hand and gulped it down.

He knew it was over, it was all over. The French people are going to put an end to their suffering!

Some regret it, why should I follow Miola's advice and turn his face with Daming.

Originally, France and the Ming Dynasty were allies, but now they ......!

Ay......! It can only be a sigh.

"Your Majesty, our army has collapsed. The officers and soldiers on the front line now have no artillery support at all, they are surrounding France with their own flesh and blood. Mula looked at Napoleon with grief.

In his impression, His Majesty the Emperor should not be so depressed. He should be strong as a mountain, and he should shelter every Frenchman.

But now, His Majesty the Emperor, who is a powerful emperor, is drinking with his hair disheveled and his eyes blank, like a drunkard in the lowest tavern in Paris.

"Mula, I remember that you persuaded me to break with Da Ming in the first place." If it were in ordinary times, Napoleon would never have said such a thing.

But today, stimulated by alcohol, he spoke his heart.

Maybe he wants to do it too, after all, if he doesn't say it, he really won't have a chance to say it.

"Are you blaming me?" Mira was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect his most beloved majesty, his dearest eldest brother, to say such a thing.

"Blame you or not, France is finished. We no longer have the ability to rise, and we no longer have the ability to compete with the European countries.

Now, we, the French, have become meat on a felt board. It's been slaughtered!

I just wanted to ask you if you regret it, if you regret being seduced by Rothschild.

Persuade me to break with the Ming Dynasty! Napoleon looked straight at Mula, and his eyes seemed to have a hook in his eyes, and he wanted to pull out Mula's heart to look at it.

"Nope! Your Majesty, I have no regrets.

The French, the Gauls should be proud, and not wagging their tails like pugs and begging for pity.

The Ming people are insatiable, and their greed will ruin France and the entire European civilization.

Your Majesty!

This land was guarded by our ancestors, the Gauls, with blood. From ancient times to the present, how many people want to occupy this land have been beaten down by us.

The Ming people can conquer Europe today, but they can't conquer France, they can't conquer Europe.

I'm going to fight them to the end, and if we can't fight them head-on, we'll go underground.

I believe that there are still the majority of people who have their hearts set to France and still have Gallic blood in their bodies.

The groveling servants are still a minority. The more she spoke, the more agitated she became, and she drank from Napoleon's glass.

"Hehe......!" Napoleon did not shy away from his impudence, but simply grinned.

He pointed to his nose: "I, Bonaparte. Napoleon...... Emperor of the French Empire.

Soon I will be the kind of servile man you are talking about, and I will sign the end-of-war agreement on behalf of France.

I will, again, be exiled. Maybe he will be shot! Napoleon laughed helplessly.

I remembered the high spirits when I was in the army, and the heroic posture when I went on an expedition to Egypt. Cooperate with the Ming Dynasty and defeat the Germans together and become the hegemon of Europe.

All of this is his brilliant side.

Originally, he thought that he would continue to be brilliant like this. Until God sent angels to take Himself into heaven.

But he was wrong, God did not send angels. Instead, Satan sent demons!

Listening to the words of the most trusted man, Mula, he and France were in a situation from which they could never recover.

From the beginning of the break with the Ming Dynasty, France began to go downhill. The defeat in several wars has widened the gap between the rich and the poor in the country.

And this time, unite all the countries of Europe in an attempt to defeat the Ming Empire, and then take the opportunity to launch an expedition.

Not only can it dismember and carve up Russia, but it can also cut off a large piece of fat in the hands of the Ming people.

Pity!

Now everything has become a flower in the mirror!

The Ming did not call, their puppet Germans did. On behalf of France, he would sign an extremely humiliating and humiliating armistice.

The armistice is ......! It's just a nice way to put it, a surrender to be precise.

The French Empire, officially bowed its noble head to the German Empire, the old enemy of the millennium.

Surrender!

Two simple words, but they contain endless humiliation.

"Your Majesty! Are you really going to surrender? Miura's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it was true.

He thought that Napoleon would fight to the end and become a martyr in France.

But I didn't expect that the person I admired the most would surrender.

"Yes! I'm going to surrender, I'm going to surrender to the Germans, I'm going to surrender to the Ming, I'm going to surrender to the Russians.

Surrender to every country that declares war on us in France, and everything in France will be at their mercy.

It's a carnival of the French, and everyone will take a piece of our flesh.

Perhaps it will be through such an ordeal that we in France will be reborn as a new empire. Napoleon sat down on the carpet and then lost his center of gravity and lay there.

In his arms, the bottle of wine he was holding was spilled. The wine spilled Napoleon's whole face, but Napoleon didn't care.

He was still drinking, gulping down. The whiskey flowed down the corners of his mouth, almost choking him to death like washing his face.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......! Salute...... France, salute, my proudest Paris.

The capital of Europe!

Ahem, ahem, ahem, ......! There was a heart-rending cough that almost gave Napoleon the lungs out.

"Your Majesty, don't do this, don't torture yourself like this.

South America, we go to South America, continue our France.

There are plenty of resources there, and we're going to grow quickly. There's a telegram over there, and Rio de Janeiro is very good. It's just a little hotter in the summer!

Your Majesty, look at me. I am Mula, your most faithful servant, your bravest marshal.

Your Majesty, look at me! Look at me!

I can't make you surrender, I can't watch you surrender.

Ney is dead, François is dead, Guy is dead, Alexandre is dead.

Many of your marshals are dead, and Nedwood has surrendered. He was a traitor to France, a traitor who disgraced all Frenchmen.

I don't want you to be like this, I don't want to! Mula sat down beside Napoleon and wept heartbreakingly.

"Hahaha! Traitor, who has betrayed whom?

I'm done, and I can't go to South America. They wouldn't let me go, thinking I had a resurgence.

They're scared of me doing it again!

After all, my Emperor of France, after all, I am still the leader of this country.

Keeping me alive is the biggest hidden danger.

I've seen Li Xiao, and I've seen that vicious person. He will never let me live!

I would have died a terrible death, hanged, or even beheaded like Louis XVI.

But I decided to accept it all, because only then will they let France go and let the people of France go.

Maura, while the port is not blocked, you can leave quickly. Let's take Ili Sanbai with you!

Today's meeting is the final farewell.

Mula, you are the best marshal. But he is not the best politician and leader, and he goes to South America to discuss things with people a lot.

Leclerc is a capable man, you have to trust him and appoint him.

He's going to take Rio de Janeiro well, he's got it. Napoleon caressed Mula's face with both hands, wiping the tears that flowed from his cheeks.

No one knows how he's feeling at the moment, but it must be a bad feeling.

"Let's go!" Mula said in a hoarse voice.

"No way, I can't go. Daming won't let me go, Germany won't let me go. No one will let me go.

Even if I go to South America, the Ming fleet will track me down. At that point, we won't be able to stay in Rio de Janeiro either.

Where else can we go?

To the sky, to the moon?

Mila, you know that's impossible.

In order to leave a pure land for my children and grandchildren, I must die! Must die! Napoleon said as he tried to get to his feet, throwing aside his empty bottle.

Staggered out the door!

"Your Majesty! You can't, you're the pride of France, you're the idol of the French. You are everything to France! Mula screamed in pain.

"No, the French would be better. And I'll die for France! Napoleon said without looking back, and staggered out.

"Your Majesty!" Mula struggled to her feet, and took a few steps behind Napoleon.

Napoleon's body suddenly froze, and his features began to distort. His teeth clenched and he looked back at Mula in disbelief.

"You're ......! You......! ”

"Your Majesty, even if you really want to die, you can't die in such a humiliating death. You are the king of France, and the king must have the king's way of death.

I'd rather you die by the sword than die in such a humiliating death. Mula said, drawing her dagger.

The dagger was a red color, and blood like wine juice flowed down Napoleon's body.

One drop! One drop! ticking on the scarlet carpet, the smell of blood in the room, quickly spread.

"Your Majesty, you can go with peace of mind. I will take your body to Rio de Janeiro, where we will rebuild our France, our kingdom of heaven. ”

Mula's dagger stabbed Napoleon into Napoleon's body again!

Napoleon grabbed Mula's collar tightly with both hands, very tight, very tight!