The defensive ability of the defenders lost the firepower of the turrets to greatly reduce. After all the towers were shrunk, thousands of French infantrymen took the opportunity to break into the chest wall of the fortress and launched fierce attacks and hand-to-hand combat with the enemies entrenched in the fortress. Although the officers kept shouting and opening fire, the rifle shooting from the Spanish gradually weakened, and from the initially neat discharge to the sparse random shooting. Despite this, the advancement speed of the entire army was still very slow.

Seeing this, I ordered the soldiers to collectively aim at the enemy officers who were still commanding the battle to open fire and continue to launch a fierce attack; while ordering the people around me to shout "Save the gun and not kill them" to ensure the lives of the surrendered defenders. Finally, 15 minutes after attacking the fortress, I saw 2,000 Spaniards who had already reached the predicament and hung up the white flag, gave up unnecessary resistance, and declared surrender.

"Ula!"

"Ula!"

"Ula!"

…

Amid the cheers of the soldiers, teams of surrendered Spanish defenders raised white flags, dragged their weapons, and walked out of the towers of the fortress in dejected manner. They lowered their rifles, short guns and sabers from the open space, and gathered in the designated area without saying a word.

At 5:30 am, the goddess of victory smiled at herself again. I proudly took the sword of General Gonzalez from the loser (he was shot dead in hand-to-hand combat and lost a large amount of ransom), and looked at the jubilant soldiers and called Marlecos and Shade, and asked the artillery major to immediately guard the fortress according to the scheduled plan, and turned to the muzzle, closely monitoring the sea surface; ordered my adjutant to convey the order, and all the troops defending the coast turned to besieged two other turrets on the peninsula, waiting for the order, and not taking the initiative to attack for the time being. In addition, let the messenger tell the offensive troops to rest on the spot and wait for the next order to arrive.

Just after I issued all the instructions, someone rushed to me, stood attentively and said loudly:

"Report to the commander-in-chief, the rifle commando completed the mission successfully and reported to the general. There were 101 people in the team, and 44 people were actually there, and everyone else..." Captain Xiushi was snorting at the last sentence. Standing behind him was a row of commandos, but the number was less than half of the previous ones.

"Okay, okay, okay, thank you for your hard work!" Several good words expressed their excitement. Looking at these ragged warriors, I hugged each assault warrior with tears in my heart. Then, I turned around and stood on the wall of my chest and said loudly to the officers and soldiers of the audience: "The Republic is grateful for your achievements. I now announce as the commander-in-chief of the Legion that the heroic rifle company will be expanded to battalion-level organization, and as the vanguard of the Legion, you are well deserved this supreme honor!"

After bandaging the wound, I finally got rid of the entanglement of the soldiers and took Wang Jiye to the back of the fortress, overlooking the Mediterranean Sea, ready to welcome the sunrise.

"Just judge, what should our General Nelson take next?" he asked thoughtfully as he looked at the fleet that appeared and disappeared in the distance.

"Oh, oh, what do you say?" Wang Jiye, who was standing aside in a daze, was obviously absent-minded and did not notice my question. He did not react until he urged him for a few words.

"What are you thinking?" I wisely gave up on the topic just now.

"Yes, I'm wondering when I can gallop on my own territory a powerful army like a general's possession." Wang Jiyexin pointed out.

"There will be bread, the cannons, everything will be there, my brother. But is such a revolutionary army going to overthrow one emperor and start the rule of another emperor?" Test, my thoughts, see if I can turn my brother into a comrade.

"Haha, dear general, since I was a child, I began to come into contact with French revolutionary ideas. When I was still an intern officer in England, I secretly joined the Federation of Republican Thoughts who sympathized with the French Revolution. The tradition of the family was just the wishes of the older generations, and they were illusory fantasies. Although I had never been to my motherland, my hometown still made me dream of my hometown. I often asked myself, the mountains, the water, and the compatriots there. In the past few years, I sailed in the Atlantic Ocean, the Mediterranean and the Baltic Sea,

I have been to many European countries and witnessed the prosperity and strength of the British Empire, the freedom and passion of the French nation, and the entire Europe is developing rapidly and rapidly. But my motherland is still under the rule of the Qing emperor, and hundreds of millions of people are kneeling slaves with braids. Feudalism, ignorance and ignorance are their specialties. I gave up my family business and went to England to study in the military academy and serve in the navy. I hope to get their help and one day return to what the general said to be China as a liberator."

Wang Jiye looked at me and continued slowly, "But I am disappointed that the British rulers who are in power who are in the first place only want to establish their own empire of the sun never set. The existence of a huge, corrupt and backward feudal dynasty can realize their development strategy in the Far East. Therefore, revolutionary France is my choice, especially when I meet you, my general, a Chinese general who is so loved by the French. From that moment on, I hope that under your leadership, the French Revolution will also be staged in the future China." The words are full of passion, and at the end, my compatriots waved their arms irresistibly, as if they saw countless soldiers rushing towards the Forbidden City, and the feudal monarchy also turned into ashes in the vigorous revolutionary movement.

Hearing these heartfelt words, I was moved by the words of my compatriots, and the passion that had been deeply pressed out for a long time burst out. I grabbed Wang Jiye's arm and said movedly: "Andrew belongs to free France, and the revolutionary China needs Zhao Kai. My struggle in France is to accumulate strength and fight back, let the banner of freedom, democracy and fraternity fill China, and let the Qing nobles and their lackeys tremble in the war under the wave of revolution, and there is no place to die. My comrade!"

"Comrade!"

When a red sun rises from the sea, two pairs of revolutionary hands are tightly held together, and the light that penetrates the dark clouds also spreads over their faces at the same time. From this moment on, China will change soon, although time is unpredictable.

When we return to the fortress, the grand plan to carry out domestic revolution and subvert the Qing regime was initially formed: Wang Jiye immediately sneaked into the prisoner-of-war camp, and after the end of the Toulon Battle, he would be sent back to the UK with Ohara and others. He himself would use this as an excuse to request retirement (according to the practice of the British navy, all naval officers in the sea were allowed to freely leave the fleet after returning to China) and leave Britain. Then, with the help of the Qi family's financial resources, trade with the mainland in Bangladesh, Luzon, Macau and other places, accumulate financial resources, and understand the people's sentiments and contact revolutionary patriots from all sides. From the third year (i.e., in 1795 AD), at least 500 children under the age of 12 were sent to European countries every year to learn advanced revolutionary ideas, science and technology and military command, in order to develop and build a modern industry and military foundation after obtaining their own territory.

My task is to maintain the fruits of the victory of the French Revolution and to allow European countries to continue to fall into long-term turmoil, and at least 20 years have no time to take care of the changes in the East. The urgent need for delay is to use France's foreign war to consolidate its position in the army, win the respect of the French, and gain the most solid ally for the revolutionary China in Europe; on the one hand, through continuous war victory, use its prestige to compete for a colony of a defeated country in Asia for the future Chinese revolutionaries, taking this opportunity to accumulate enough manpower, financial and material resources to complete the original accumulation of the industrial revolution; on the other hand, it seizes a lot of money and arranges overseas students to study in various European countries every year to bear their various expenses.

When the above work is ready, a bloody Oriental Revolution is about to unveil.

Just as I was still immersed in the infinitely beautiful vision of China in the future, a disgusting voice interrupted my thoughts.

"Citizen Andrew, my general, commander-in-chief of the Toulon Legion, I am only a special commissioner to express your gratitude to the National Guild for your great achievements." The excited Fred came out of nowhere and shouted at himself.

Alas, the old monkey with fresh clothes came up the mountain to pick peaches. With a sigh, I still greeted me enthusiastically and asked with concern: "Cencillor, you should not come to this dangerous place. There are two more turrets that have not been recovered yet. The enemy's powerful Mediterranean fleet may attack us at any time."

"Haha, General, your adjutant just now told me that the British defending the Egerit Fort and the Balajiye Fort have disappeared and evaporated. As for the enemy's navy, I believe that in front of the invincible Commander Andrew, I am not afraid of going forward, so I feel nowhere to attack!" The happy commissioner was a little incoherent and danced.

Damn, Toulon hasn't taken it yet, so excited. Brother, when I charge in the battle, you can't come and choose the best opportunity. However, I was still attracted by his previous sentence and asked quickly: "It disappeared, evaporated, when?"

"It was when the Spanish fortress turret stopped attacking, about 5:30." Adjutant Xiade, who was behind the commissioner, ran over and said before Fred explained, "But before they retreated, they destroyed all the artillery on the turret and left a letter to you, General."

Oh, and the British wrote me a letter, and the ransom letter from the pig head general had not been sent yet. I took the envelope in confusion and saw the front of it saying "Commander-in-Chief Andrew, the French Toulon Legion, personally opened it." When I opened it, I found that it was one of the idols, written by Nelson to me.

“…

Dear General Andrew, when you see this letter, I believe that the French army under your command has occupied the Little Gibrotto Fortress. I sincerely admire the general's outstanding fighting art only in my personal name.

…

My Mediterranean Fleet will guard the transport ships, passing through the turret you controlled at about 8 am. The battle of Toulon is over for me, and bringing back a complete fleet is my last mission.

…

It would be a wise decision to consider this issue peacefully from the standpoint of both of us. In addition, I hope you can treat the coalition officers and soldiers stranded in the forts everywhere, and…”

After reading the content of the letter, I handed it to the commissioner around me, thinking to myself, Nelson, you can really expect the enemy to appear, what you did makes me unable to stop, and it is neither fighting nor harmony. Damn it, and a large number of traitors from the Republic were left in Toulon. Would I let me shoot them all? I don’t mind being a butcher myself, but I will definitely not make your life easier. Hehe, the general won the battle on the battlefield.

After waiting for the special commissioner to finish reading, I still asked in a concerned tone: "Special commissioner, do you see if this battle is fought?"

"Well, my commander-in-chief, you are the supreme commander of the legion. You have the full authority to decide, and I absolutely support it!" Fred finally said something I heard the most. It seems that the effect of the battle report has worked.

"Marlecos, Marlecos." I called the artillery major and asked, "How many artillery and ammunition are there in the fortress now?"

"Report to the Commander-in-Chief, there were 65 artillery pieces on the fortress, plus 20 of our attacks, and 18 subsequently added ones. There are now a total of 103 artillery pieces, all of which are 16-pound and 24-pound large-caliber guys. They are all ready, and they are very ammunition, and can continuously fire more than 100 rounds." The artillery major replied confidently with his chest.

"Okay, I know, order you and your artillery column to continue monitoring the fleet on the sea, and not to order artillery before being attacked by the enemy, do you know?" In the last sentence, I increased my tone, for fear that Napoleon's tragedy would happen again.

"As for the order, Commander-in-Chief" Major was a little unhappy after the ceremony, but he still obeyed my will.

After seeing off the artillery major, I turned around and said to the adjutant beside me: "You send my order immediately. All columns that are still resting in the fortress, except for the guard camp, will evacuate the fortress within 15 minutes, and do hidden rest in the woods at the foot of the mountain, and prevent the British from landing at any time."

After assigning the mission to my subordinates, I asked the commissioner who was staying aside with a relaxed face: "Citizen, do you want to accompany me to the fort and experience the powerful shock of the British Mediterranean Fleet together."

My question scared Fred, and he hurriedly ran down the mountain with an excuse that he had something to do. "Coward." Looking at the special envoy's panic, he looked at the special envoy and cursed with contempt.

The sea surface of the large anchorage was calm and the mist had just dissipated. A group of seabirds frightened by the battle last night were flying across the sea. I didn't know where to fly, so I stood on the fortress turret and observed the progress of the ships ahead with my naked eyes. At 8:12, five huge warships sailed towards the turret, stopped at more than 800 meters away, turned the bow and looked at the side. That was the most terrifying war weapon of this era. It had three decks, equipped with 100 artillery-level main battleships, and 5 were just forming a standard battle sequence, which could cover any area without interruption of artillery fire within its range. On both sides of the main battleship were more than 10 small and medium-sized cruisers and destroyers with two masts or three masts. Under their cover, countless transport ships only approached the scheduled route to the Mediterranean.

"Damn it, the British are demonstrating!" Faced with such powerful strength, I felt unprecedented depression and shouted hysterically: "Major, report their combat level!"

"The report is a first-level preparation for war, and no combat flags have been raised for the time being." The artillery major who had been observing the side said immediately.

"Okay, the commander let your soldiers prepare for battle, fill shells, insert guide ropes, prepare flames, but don't fire. Remember, if the British don't fire first, the turret can't fight back!" I breathed a sigh of relief and then ordered.

"As for orders, general." The major who was ordered shouted back and forth on the fort again.

The atmosphere was suppressed for a long time, and the two sides of the confrontation were still in a state of war. When all the transport ships left the battlefield, the five main battleships also dropped to level 2 combat readiness and were ready to set sail, but when everyone shouted for luck, the rumbling sound of cannons came from the front.

"Don't fire, this is an empty bullet, it is an empty bullet!" Major Marlekos hurriedly shouted to the gunners, because he saw several over-tensioned gunners about to ignite the fuse.

Damn bastard, are you demonstrating to me? I was extremely annoyed by the ridicule of the enemy. Yes, your Mediterranean fleet is too powerful. If it weren't for being hostile, I would have worshipped them. You were defeated, but I still have to guard against your raids on the long coastline. It's so unfair. Why don't God give me an iron-clad fleet? At least send Learson, Delson. You must make up for your mental losses. When you go back, you have to increase the ransom for the British officers, especially the pig-headed general.
Chapter completed!