Chapter 381 The French War Hero(1/2)
Two weeks later, France, Paris
The dawn light shines on the morning streets, and there are only a few pedestrians on both sides of the road. At this time, most Paris citizens are still asleep.
But for the newspaper boys who work tirelessly in the streets and alleys, the morning light every day is the signal to start their work. After all, the morning newspaper exuding the fragrance of ink is the best-selling newspaper.
Each newsboy's satchel was stuffed with three times the usual amount of newsprint. The heavy satchel made them a little breathless, but the footsteps of all the newsboys were light and cheerful.
They waved the newspapers in their hands and shouted to the pedestrians passing by. Even the shouts from the vendors were a little louder than usual:
"Special issue of Financial News! The Kingdom of Corsica defeated the Kingdom of Sardinia in one month and Nice returned to France!"
"Excuse me! The Kingdom of Sardinia was defeated and ceded Sardinia and Nice. It was renamed the Kingdom of Savoy from then on!"
"The latest addition from the Daily Observer! Monsignor Bonaparte regained Nice for France, and one hundred thousand Nice citizens returned to the flag of the Iris!"
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A steady stream of shouts brought the good news from the south to the citizens of Paris.
Pedestrians passing by stopped one after another, unable to believe what their ears heard:
One month, one month that flies by in the blink of an eye, what can I do in these short thirty days?
Travelers can make up to one round trip between Paris and Nantes, and vendors can add up to a dozen silver coins to their safes.
And just this short period of thirty days was enough for the Kingdom of Corsica to defeat the rich and powerful Kingdom of Sardinia?!
You know, three months ago, Ajaccio, the capital of Corsica, was still suffering from a comprehensive invasion by the Kingdom of Sardinia and was in danger.
At that time, many political commentators expressed an extremely pessimistic attitude, believing that Prime Minister Laurence Bonaparte, who volunteered to join the Italian war, actually dragged his kingdom into an abyss of destruction.
But now, look at the reports in black and white on the newsprint. The Corsicans defended Ajaccio, counterattacked Sardinia, and even invaded Turin in a month, killing this country that coveted their own land for fifty years.
The powerful country that had been in power for many years was severely trampled under its feet.
If anyone had predicted three months ago, when the outcome of the siege of Ajaccio was still in doubt, that the Corsicans would eventually force Carlo Emanuele III to sign a humiliating peace treaty, it would have been absolutely impossible.
No one will take a second look at such idiotic remarks.
The French people also know that the Kingdom of Corsica actually represents France's participation in the Italian war, and the victory of the Corsican people is naturally a victory for the French.
For the Kingdom of France, such an inspiring victory is really rare.
The tragic defeat of the Seven Years' War still remains in the hearts of all French people, becoming a scar that will never heal.
Hundreds of thousands of people, millions of hectares of land, and billions of wealth were all ceded to the British on the other side of the strait, whom they hated most.
The prestige of the European Lion plummeted, so much so that when Louis XV saw the barren island of Corsica voluntarily surrendering to France, he unabashedly expressed his joy.
The country's affairs are so difficult, and under such circumstances, the victory of the Corsican people in Italy undoubtedly brought a breath of fresh air to the hearts of the dull and depressed French people.
Although this is not enough to heal the pain of the Seven Years' War, being able to achieve a hearty victory over the Kingdom of Sardinia is enough for the French people to cheer and celebrate. After all, they do not like this country in the south.
Territorial countries with territorial disputes and border frictions.
Parisian citizens on the streets donated money generously, and after receiving the newsprint, they read it eagerly.
Even many illiterate poor people had to spend their money to buy a cheap copy of the Observer Daily, and gathered in groups to have literate citizens read it to them.
The Daily Observer published a special issue in response to this good news, describing the great achievements of Prime Minister Laurence Bonaparte in detail in a heroic epic style, which makes people feel like the protagonist in a chivalric novel.
According to a report by the Observer Daily, after Carlo Emanuele III submitted a peace treaty to the Corsican envoy at the Turin Palace, the war in the entire kingdom basically ended.
In Nice in the south, a French officer named Andre Davout, who was also a member of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's Privy Knights, led a small army to tenaciously resist the 10,000-strong army led by Sardinian Crown Prince Vittorio.
At that time, this arrogant prince did not believe the fact that Turin fell and the kingdom surrendered. Even after receiving the ceasefire order from his father, he still did not withdraw from the siege of Nice, and even planned to capture Nice by force at any cost.
At this critical moment, His Excellency Carlo Bonaparte, the second-level governor of Provence and the brother of Prime Minister Laurence Bonaparte, personally led a small militia to Nice.
Although Prince Vittorio was unwilling to accept this reality, he was not mentally broken to the point of losing his mind. In front of the flying French flag, he could only withdraw the army in despair.
Rumor has it that the Sardinian prince fainted from anger on the day he withdrew his troops.
I'm afraid this noble prince also thought of the ugly situation of leading an army with absolute superiority, but being manipulated by the Corsicans like a headless fly.
Later, Governor Carlo Bonaparte led his army into Nice and delivered a touching public speech to the citizens, stating that Prime Minister Laurence Bonaparte had defeated the Kingdom of Sardinia and that the city had returned to the embrace of France.
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All the audience members shed tears upon hearing this.
It has been more than twenty years since the Savoys have been riding on their heads and dominating them.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In the past, every French-speaking citizen seemed to be inferior in this city, and even the schools here were not allowed to teach French.
But these days are gone forever with the peace treaty signed by Prime Minister Laurence Bonaparte.
At noon that day, Governor Carlo Bonaparte personally raised the French fleur-de-lis in the Town Hall Square under the cheers of the citizens, and chopped off the replaced White Cross of Savoy flag with a sharp sword.
smash.
"Long live France! Long live Bonaparte!"
This overwhelming cheer was shouted out countless times by the citizens of Nice in one day.
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Reading the newspaper reports about the return of Nice, even the citizens of Paris thousands of miles away could not help but feel warm in their hearts and smile.
At a time when France's national consciousness is gradually awakening, hearing that nearly 100,000 French compatriots have returned to their motherland is enough to make the citizens of Paris rejoice.
As for the Prime Minister Laurence Bonaparte who took back Nice with his own hands, the last time Paris citizens heard this name was at the beginning of the year. Monsieur Bonaparte stood up for the winter subsidies for the poor and fought against those who deserved death.
Madame Du Barry fought to the end.
The people, especially the poor at the bottom, all unanimously admitted that after the execution of Madame Du Barry, last winter was definitely the most comfortable, warm and peaceful winter they had ever experienced.
Since then, the people of Paris have firmly remembered Laurence Bonaparte's name in their hearts.
Now seeing this familiar name once again appear in the southern news, the citizens have eliminated all prejudices and barriers against the young Corsican.
France's war hero, this is what Paris today calls Laurence Bonaparte.
People excitedly took to the streets, waving newsprint in their hands, and spontaneously held a victory parade to celebrate Nice's return.
The street cafes were overcrowded, the pedestrians on the road were smiling, and the topic discussed among the neighbors was nothing more than Corsica's first victory in Italy.
An atmosphere of universal celebration permeated the city and beyond. The last time the citizens of Paris were so excited and excited was after the successful execution of Madame Du Barry - and that time was also a victory led by Monsignor Bonaparte.
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In the Invalides in Paris, the veterans of the White Shirts burst into tears and were filled with emotion after learning the news of Nice's return.
Many of them had participated in the War of Austrian Succession and followed Prince Conti in his expedition against the Kingdom of Sardinia. The young and strong King of Sardinia, Carlo Emanuele III, was undoubtedly a figure that impressed all French officers.
A tough opponent.
In the Battle of Arcita, the disastrous defeat that Carlo Emanuele III brought to the French army has become a lingering nightmare for many veterans.
After the war, Carlo Emanuele III got his wish and incorporated Nice into the Kingdom of Sardinia, and the French veterans who had participated in the Italian War felt even more humiliated.
How many late nights have these old and aging officers been tossing and turning in their beds, imagining the day when they will regain their lost territory, and whether they will really be able to see their burnt-out bodies and shells.
Until that day.
And today, after hearing that the Corsican army forced Carlo Emanuele III to surrender in just one month, the entire Les Invalides in Paris was completely boiling.
The veterans found old military uniforms that had not been worn for many years and had long been covered with dust. They wore the shining golden medals on their chests and joined the Parisian citizens' victory parade with their heads held high.
All the White Shirts raised their heads proudly. After all, Prime Minister Laurence Bonaparte was still their head of the Legion of Honor. This honor also belongs to all the White Shirt veterans.
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And deep in the sewers of Paris, the leader of the chinchillas and the king of beggars, Oga Coomass, was reading the newspaper infatuatedly, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised an obvious arc.
The gray rats looked at each other with their leader's crazy look. They had never seen this calm, wise, indifferent and ruthless King of Beggars smile so brightly.
It wasn't until a while later that Oga Kumas put away the newspaper without finishing it.
After learning that the lord had captured Turin safely, Oga Coomas finally relaxed after being anxious for several months.
You must know that the reason why the gray rats in the sewers can become the kings of the underground world and can crush other gangs, large and small, with absolute advantage, in addition to the organization's own strength, they also rely on the protection of the upper class.
Laurence Bonaparte is the current patron of the Gray Rats, and Oga Coomas never wants anything unexpected to happen to this gentleman on the Italian battlefield. This gentleman is neither in power nor character as the previous patrons.
Comparable.
Moreover, on that day, in the dungeon of the Duke of Choiseul, when Laurence Bonaparte said to his dying self, "Do you want to see the sunshine of the earthly world?", Oga Coumas had already
Determined to be loyal to Monsieur Bonaparte to the end.
And Oga Kumas also felt that the day when he could escape from the sinking of the sewer and go to the earthly world might not be far away for him.
He shook his head slightly, putting aside these ethereal thoughts, and then threw the newspaper in his hand into the stove, watching the paper turn to ashes in the churning flames.
Oga Kumas stood up, and his cold and thin cheeks returned to their usual expressionless expression. He thought for a while, and then ordered in a deep voice to his subordinates:
"Use all the power of the Gray Rats to publicize the victory of the Kingdom of Corsica in Italy. Within three days, I want 600,000 people in Paris to remember this great victory brought by His Excellency Laurence Bonaparte."
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This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Of course, not all Parisians were overjoyed by the victory of the Kingdom of Corsica.
In the evening, in a simple and elegant Baroque-style restaurant on the banks of the Seine, two plainly dressed guests sat on both sides of a small round table, both looking very embarrassed.
To be continued...