The talks with Fred's Commissioner were quite pleasant. We talked about everything from my life experience to how I came to France, from the early years of the commissioner's experience of traveling around Europe and the United States to the current domestic and international situation, the time lasted from noon to afternoon. During this period, at my warm invitation, the two of them had lunch together, although Fred had eaten once.

"General, your country is really conquered by the barbarians from the north, but they are said to have less than 100,000 troops, and the Ming Kingdom has millions of troops, which is really incredible." Fred asked.

"That's true, alas, how can I say it? It's all feudal Confucianism that ruined the country." I was a little sad.

"Confucianism?" Fred asked.

"It is a theory of Confucianism, or a thought. Originally, Confucianism has its advantages and its existence is understandable. However, after the Song Dynasty, in order to cater to the psychology of those in power, some lackeys literati changed their original thoughts and evolved them into a thought contempt that helped feudal emperors enslave the people, such as the Three Bonds and Five Constant Persons, the Divine Authority of the King, etc., and the entire Han nationality completely lost its inherent bloodline and became slaves to this idea and the emperors and nobles.

As a result, there were conquests by the people and killing and looting by the Manchus. There were many but a scattered Han people who were very weak in fighting against the enemy who was small in the population but united as one. Although there were a few people with lofty ideals, including my father, who had fought unyieldingly, they were all determined to kill the thief, and the failure was inevitable. When my father was alive, he had also reflected on it, but he had no answer. Before his death, he hoped that I could inherit his will and find a way to save the nation.

When I read the works of Voltaire, Montesquieu, Rousseau and others, especially the latter's "On the Origin of Human Inequality" and "Theory of Social Contract", I realized that their thoughts are what I will do for my nation in the future, and the French Revolution is the blueprint for the future Chinese revolution." I said.

"How much time and cost does a revolution of ideas take for a revolution of ideas?" Fred said.

"Time can be five years, ten years, twenty years, as long as I am absolutely not allowed to exceed fifty years. As for the price, I can pay everything I have, including my life, for my tribe, I must use iron and blood to awaken them. Isn't there 100 million people in China? As long as 50 million people can obey new ideas, I will be very happy." I said.

"What about 50 million others?" Fred said.

"Like the Republic, I will prepare 50,000 guillotines to wait for them. Hehe, the altar of freedom is only effective if it is entrusted with corpses, and the banner of equality needs to be dyed red with blood to be gorgeous." After saying this, I threw the teacup in my hand to the ground hatefully.

Several soldiers outside the camp who heard the sound ran over in a daze, but were scolded by themselves. My special envoy seemed to be shocked by my words at this time, opened his mouth wide, looked at me strangely, and stopped saying a word for a long time.

Damn, why do you think of me like this? Your hands are already covered with the blood of your compatriots, the royalists, the constitutionalists, the Girondes, and more are ignorant farmers in the Wanda area. I was surprised to say a word casually. One day, I really launched such a bloody revolution in the East, and you won’t faint. Fifty million is of course your own big talk, but ten million is definitely possible. Haha, little, I don’t know.

The embarrassing situation did not last long, and the sudden sound of artillery fire from a distance interrupted the silence between us.

"Come, go and see what happened and repay it immediately." I ordered to the outside of the tent.

"Yes, general." The guard who received the instructions rushed to the place where the incident happened immediately, and the sound of cannons came.

Damn it, I hope it wasn't the trouble caused by those miscellaneous quenchers. Although the sound of gunfire lasted for less than 20 minutes, I was anxious and kept wandering back and forth in the tent, and I had no time to pay attention to the response of the special envoy.

Half an hour of waiting is as hard as half a year.

When the war report from the front line was placed in front of me, what I was worried about finally happened.

Napoleon led the arrogant and arrogant representatives to the Alian Highlands confronting the coalition forces for inspection. Because there were some malfunctions in a nearby artillery, the artillery commander needed to deal with it temporarily. The major had no choice but to order Captain Shush, the battalion commander of the Ardeich Volunteer Battalion, who was accompanying him to accompany the delegation to visit the front line.

When the representatives came to the Alian Highlands to learn that there was an unnamed turret, which was equipped with eight powerful cannons and four mortars with strong firepower (it was planned to be equipped with more large-caliber artillery, but because the number of artillery supplies could not keep up, there was only these for the time being), they happily flocked to visit the group of artillery groups and happily named it "National Assembly Artillery Barrier". The representatives asked the gunners if there were any difficulties. The gunners replied that everything was ready and their cannons would definitely hit the enemy very effectively.

So, I don't know which representative had a nerve problem, so I asked the gunners to shoot at the Maliboske gun base in the enemy's position. Although Captain Shush tried his best to stop it, he was eventually afraid of the power of the delegation and was forced to order all artillery to fire at a salvo.

The result of the rash war was that the enemy's more violent artillery fire was brought back. Because the turret was geographically below the enemy's position, all its firepower points were completely exposed to the vision of the coalition forces. Moreover, our army's artillery was not built for a long time, and its fortifications were not solid. In addition, in addition, in addition to the firepower points of the main artillery, the enemy also quickly mobilized various coalition guns staying in the large anchorage in flags and used flags to cover the artillery fire with 4 to 5 times the firepower of our side.

Although it was just an emergency, the entire battle did not last long, and the infantry attack and defense of both sides were not used, the result of artillery firing still caused serious losses to our army's artillery.

Of course I knew the existence of this turret. Major Napoleon proposed that he had obtained his own permission and was personally responsible for the secret construction. The purpose was to cover the ground forces to occupy the Malibosque Fort after conquering the "Little Gibrotto". In order to maximize its attack effectiveness in future battles, Napoleon decided to surprise him and attack him unpreparedly, so as to prevent the enemy from knowing that there was a turret. For this reason, the entire turret was strictly disguised with olive branches. Unfortunately, human calculations were not as good as God's calculations. The hidden project that had consumed a lot of manpower, material resources and time was actually destroyed by these fleas, and all previous efforts were wasted.

"Major, report the losses of our army, don't talk about those processes anymore." My temper was a little irritable, interrupting Major Xia De's narrative, who was reporting the situation of the war.

"Yes, Commander-in-Chief. Based on the current statistics on the battlefield, all the large and small artillery artillery on our army's artillery were destroyed by the enemy, including..." Major Xia De said.

"What about the enemy?" the commissioner next to him asked very positively.

"Oh," said Major Xia De. My angry face looked a little unnatural.

"That's that there are basically no losses, casualties?" I asked.

"In terms of personnel, 32 people were killed, 48 seriously injured, and 73 others were injured to varying degrees. Fortunately, the representatives of the delegation were not injured due to the timely transfer." Major Xia De replied cautiously.

"Damn it, I lost 153 excellent gunners and infantry before the war officially started. Damn, why didn't Maliboske's artillery kill those representatives? Major, where are the fleas who stabbed me??" I cursed in anger.

"I have already left the base camp by carriage, and I should have returned to Marseille." Major Xia De said.

"I can really run away. If they dare to stay in the military camp, I will be the first to shoot them. Napoleon, his position went wrong. Why didn't he see him report? Don't you dare to see me? Or are you going to be a deserter?" I continued shouting loudly.

"Report to General, Major Napoleon, he, he" Chade said a little hesitantly.

"What's wrong with him?" I asked.

"He, he was killed." Xia De finally plucked up the courage to speak out.

"Dead!" After hearing this shocking news, I suddenly collapsed in my seat, completely unable to believe my ears.

"Yes, Commander, at that time, after the enemy and us exchanged fire, Major Napoleon arrived at the scene as soon as possible, organized combat command, and arranged treatment and retreat. His bravery and decisive behavior greatly stabilized the morale of the army. Otherwise, the number of casualties in our army would be greater. But when he was the last group to be prepared to evacuate the fort, a shell directly hit him, and the major was killed on the spot."

The Chief Guard continued his description, but I was not in the mood to listen. Napoleon, the future emperor of the French Empire, died early, has made me unbearable. What is the consequence of the butterfly effect? ​​All of this is caused by my arrival. History and history have undergone unimaginable reversals today. If the changes in the past were just a wave, then the fact that is happening now is indeed a tsunami of huge waves.

What to do, what to do, I kept asking myself. Originally, with this God of War, I was not worried about how to restore Toulon. In my opinion, as long as I let him do it, all problems will be solved within the time required by the National Guild. But now, I have nothing left, and the emperor's death has taken away all my hopes.

Without enough artillery, no actual combat experience, and no support from friendly forces, can the legion conquer this harbor city by the end of the year?

I didn't know, nor did I want to know. Without saying a word, I walked out of the camp, turned a blind eye to the call of the special commissioners and others, and drove the officers and soldiers who were about to follow, and walked out of the camp alone without any purpose.
Chapter completed!