"The region of Europa has always been fought more than 1,000 times on a large scale, and it is difficult to argue about the merits." Speaking of this, Napoleon, the golden gradient of Feidudu, raised his front paws to touch the black double-horned hat, looked around at the generals sitting at the bottom of the week, stared straight at him, and said with bared teeth: "But the historians have all noticed that it is on this big stage that determines the rise and fall of many dynasties, and the rise and fall of one after another, so countless ancestors have the ambition to unify Europa." ”

"In that year, Caesar of the Luo Meow Empire went north to conquer Gaul, and in nine years, he seized the entire Gaul region, becoming the first Roman to cross the Inn River to conquer the Germans. It was in this way that Caesar cultivated a division of battles, laying the foundation for the future coronation of consuls for life. ”

Napoleon shook the cat's beard and his eyes were sharp.

"Ten years ago, at this critical moment, I had the privilege of personally leading hundreds of thousands of soldiers to fight against the anti-French alliance Emperor Franz II of the Holy Rometh Empire and the Emperor Alexander I of the Kumaros Empire, and won a great victory at Austerlitz and disbanded the illegal organization...... I don't understand why everyone is now talking about Hannibal's siege of Ecrete, as if this is a battle against the anti-French alliance, dooming us to more than one bad luck. ”

"Six years ago, I set out on a journey from Paris to conquer the Iblia Peninsula, and the anti-French alliance was defeated by me for the fifth time, and everywhere I and my army went, the people welcomed me wholeheartedly, and the realm of vitality and competition was still in front of me, and now, has it become my burial place?"

The next three-flowered cat complained in a low voice: "It's hard to say......"

Napoleon didn't hear it, but Louis did, and he asked Chromie, "Who is that three-flowered cat?" Just the one over there with a black double-horned hat and a tooth open......"

"Oh, that's Sirte, the one who charged Austerlitz at the sunrise." Chromie smacked his lips for Louiskop, and at the end, he gloated and complained: "If Napoleon hears this, I am afraid that it will not be enough for Sirte to change the title of Earl of Glamorgan." ”

"Why do you think you know more about our history than I do?" Louis was a little skeptical.

Chromie looked at Louis in disgust and comforted him, "We're in control of the timeline...... The first thing you need to do here is to experience all the history for yourself, okay? ”

"What a coincidence, I've always had a question, what's going on with the axe and candle shadow of the Seris Song Dynasty?" Louis asked something he hadn't figured out in his life.

Chromie smacked his lips: "You may not believe it when you say it, but it is actually Zhao Da who wants to eat walnuts ......" (this story is pure fiction)

How am I believing in your wickedness......

Louis really didn't believe it, he questioned: "That doesn't make sense, if you are reasonable, why is Zhao Da not good at saying 'easy to do'?" ”

"Zhao Er smashed it crookedly, and it gave Zhao the atmosphere to ......" Chromie said dryly, she didn't believe it herself.

It's a bit outrageous.

Louis wanted to complain, but Napoleon, who was in front of the stands, began to speak again, so he suppressed the idea of speaking.

"In any case, Blucher has been driven away, and now we are fighting alone with the British, and we all cheer up and give the British some old color!"

Napoleon was very energetic, but it was a pity that his generals and cats were listless, wilting like frosted eggplants.

This is not to blame them, after all, the Bristles can afford to lose this battle, the Prutha people can afford to lose, and only the Meow Lancy people can't afford to lose.

It's a pity that Napoleon didn't have a music box, otherwise he would have to tell the generals to "fight every game as if it were the last, and then don't be afraid of losing".

Just as Louis and the two of them were about to leave, time seemed to freeze at this moment, and Napoleon's generals were suddenly all there, motionless, as if they were wax figures.

Only Napoleon himself was still pacing the podium, and soon he found out about the problem.

"What's going on?" Napoleon rubbed his eyes, he just looked down and thought about something, how did he become like this when he looked up?

The yellow sand gradually rippled in time and space at the entrance of the conference room, and then, under Napoleon's stunned gaze, three dragonmen walked out, and a dwarf girl who looked exactly like Chromie.

"Damn, it's Mikoro......" Chromie cursed in a low voice.

A yellow question mark popped out of Louis's head, visible to the naked eye.

"Who's Micoro?" He asked, squeezing his voice.

Cromi's eyes were fixed on the Mikoro, and he explained to Luis, "If you remember Mnozdor, you should know who she is." ”

"Oh, she's you." Louis suddenly realized: "You have fallen after you, right? Or rather, after enlightenment? ”

Chromie didn't speak, and glanced back at him.

Napoleon, who was on the podium, saw Michelo walking towards him, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Mikoro itself is not scary, mainly the few muscle dragons behind her are more scary.

Again, Mikoro's face is gray, and it doesn't look like a good thing.

"Don't worry, my dear majesty, we are not your enemies." Mikoro said straight to the point.

"Really?" Napoleon's face was not very good, and his meow claws clenched tightly the handcuff at his waist.

Although it was not known whether the tattered firecracker could cause damage to this group of uninvited guests, Napoleon did not want to sit idly by, and this was not his character.

Mikoro smiled, and if Chromie's laughter was a silver bell, then Mikoro's laughter was like a ghost doll.

"Your Majesty, if we want to cause you harm, you can't resist."

After speaking, a wisp of black sand flew out of Michelo's fingers, and in Napoleon's fearful gaze, flew towards a blue cat with a resolute face.

Under the entanglement of the black sand, the blue cat turned into a wisp of black sand and dissipated invisible.

"Damn it! Nei Yin! Napoleon gritted his teeth and looked at Micoro, and with a quick movement of his claws, he drew his fire and aimed it at Micoro's head.

"Don't panic, my majesty." Mikoro snapped his fingers, and Marshal Nei Yin returned to his original state.

Napoleon was so shocked by the silent act that he sat on the ground, pointed at Micorot tremblingly, and did not say a word for a long time.

"We are here for no purpose, not to cooperate with you, just to inform you of one thing." Mikoro smiled wickedly: "In the decisive battle the day after tomorrow, Marshal Emmanuel Grouchy, whom you had high hopes for, not only failed to catch up with Blucher's army, but also allowed him to rush to the battlefield to support the offensive of the British army - oh yes, and I have to add that this hesitant fellow heard the cannon fire of the battlefield, but hesitated and missed the best opportunity to support your majesty......"

"Damn it, I knew it! Meow Lington's side is their sheep attack, and their real purpose is to spoil Napoleon! Damn it! Chromie was so angry that both of his pigtails stood up.

"Who?" Since Chromie didn't suppress her voice, Mikoro also heard her angry words.

Chromie jumped three feet high, and pointed at Mikoro with a small halberd: "I swear, Mikolo, you nasty thing, I'm going to kick your ass hard!" ”

As she spoke, she flew forward and threw Mikoro to the ground, but because of the repulsion of space-time energy, the two of them hung in mid-air at the same time and turned upside down.

"Don't be stupid! Come help me! Mikoro yelled at the dragonmen.

But before they could make any moves, they were all killed by Louis with a chain of lightning.

"Do you still have a helper? Damn it! Ignoring that she was still floating in mid-air, Mikoro drew out her small fist and punched Chromie in the face.

"This is for His Majesty Mnozdo!" She shouted with her teeth and claws.

Louis looked up at the two people hanging in the air, and he didn't know how to do it for a while, and was hesitating, feeling that someone around him was pushing him.

Looking back, oh, it's Napoleon's big pie face.

"Your Majesty." Louis has impeccable manners, and even when the two are in enemy countries, Louis is also a big fan of him.

The personal charm of the emperor is still very good.

"You ...... Well, what identity? Napoleon was organizing his words, trying not to anger the superpowered man in front of him: "I don't think you two are in the same league as the black girl, you look much more normal than her." ”

"You have a well-informed eye, Your Majesty." In mid-air, Chromie also had a famous quote from a panda man wanderer.

As he spoke, his hands were not idle, and he still had time to give Mikoro an uppercut.

"We are the Guardians of Time and Space, Your Majesty." Louis spread his hands: "The black girl in front of you is our opposite, they are time and space destroyers, and they take pleasure in changing history. ”

Anyway, Mikoro didn't have time to refute, just splash dirty water or something on her.

I guess I learned it from the BBC — oh no, maybe the BBC and he learned from each other.

The old underworld filter.

"So, she's lying to me?" Napoleon's ears pricked up, and he twitched twice rapidly.

Louis spread his hands and looked at Napoleon regretfully: "Sorry, Your Majesty, they didn't lie, this time you lost completely, and there is no possibility of a comeback." ”

I thought that Napoleon would jump to his feet when he heard this, or he would be silent, or he would refute it, but Louis found that Napoleon was only slightly stunned, and then sighed with relief.

"It's fine." Napoleon's words were a little lonely, "Meow Lancey...... She's too tired, and her cat people are too tired, so it's better to leave like this. ”

Louis really didn't expect Napoleon to have this pattern and spirit, and he asked with some puzzlement: "Don't you think...... Uh, is it a pity? ”

"I've been fighting horses all my life, and I've fought countless battles." Napoleon put his hands behind his back and put on a standard old posture: "With one enemy and many, with the weak defeating the strong, I don't know how many victories I won, there are victories, there will naturally be failures, as long as there is a battlefield on this battlefield, it is inevitable that one day there will be defeat, no one can be a victorious general who defeats the strong with the weak, and Hannibal can't do it, even if it is as strong as Belisarius, it will be planted in the hands of a fledgling boy." ”

"The crockpot will always break at the edge of the well, and the general will inevitably die on the battlefield." Louis sighed.

Napoleon gave Louis a deep look and said approvingly, "Very philosophical words, then,—— I hope you have the ability to make me forget what the black girl just said to me." ”

And this kind of requirement? Louis was startled, he looked at Napoleon and asked puzzledly, "How could you bring it up...... Uh, this requirement? ”

"Arthur Wellesley is a rare opponent and I don't want to win that way." Napoleon took out a delicate little iron box from his bosom, unscrewed it, took out a small pinch of gray-black snuff the size of a dried mung bean and put it in the tiger's mouth, clamped it with two cat fingers, and then he leaned his head over and inhaled it gently, revealing a look of indifference.

In the middle of the night, he threw away the snuff residue in his hand, unscrewed the lid of the snuff box in his hand, and put it back in his arms.

"I prefer to be able to fight him with dignity, since the fate of defeat is irretrievable, it is better to complete the reputation of Duke Meowlington." Napoleon laughed with relief: "Perhaps in a few hundred years, people will use the location of this battle instead of the defeat......"

"Waterloo." Louis shrugged: "In a few hundred years, from the moment you fail, this place name will be synonymous with failure." ”

Napoleon laughed, but laughed and laughed, tears welled up in his eyes. He stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes, smiled and said to Louis, "I won't ask for your name, after all, there is no need...... Okay, let's do it. ”

Louis looked to the other side, Chromie had finished the battle, carrying a five-flowered Mikoro in his hand, looking complacent.

He sighed, stood upright, bowed to Napoleon, and then drew his wand and pointed it at Napoleon.

"obliviate."

"Let's go." Chromie was holding Micolo, who was still kicking his legs, in one hand and patting Louis with the other.

Louis nodded and followed her towards the portal.

As he was about to enter the portal, he looked back at Napoleon and could see him staring blankly at the generals in front of him, who were also dazed.

"What's wrong with me?" Napoleon's paws scratched the back of his head, not quite understanding what had just happened, and feeling as if he had forgotten something important.

……

The moment he returned to Brussels, the Mikoro in Cromi's hand instantly turned into a black sand and disappeared.

"Oh, Shet......" Cried Chromie in annoyance, looking at his empty hands.

Louis frowned and asked, "How can you still let her run?" How do you look at it......"

Chromie jumped to his feet and said dejectedly, "That's how you go through the portal...... It's the gift of the bronze dragon that can break free from bondage when time and space warp, and since I will, then she will definitely do too, I forgot that. ”

"Waste ......wood," Louis complained mercilessly, and asked, "Then we have to go back and watch out for her to find Napoleon?" ”

"Not for the time being, there is no aura of her found nearby, let's take a look first." Chromie said with a writhing face.