Chapter 457 Surrender is the ancestral craftsmanship of the Napoleon family
On September 2, 1870, the sky was clear and clear across France.
The sunshine in late summer is not strong, but warms the French earth with just the right amount of heat, and a gentle breeze blows across the fields.
The wind is blowing north!
With this breeze, the speed of the airship seemed to speed up a lot.
"If only it could be faster!"
Once again, Li Du looked at the spread out map and thought to himself.
If the speed can reach 100 kilometers, it will only take them about 40 hours at most to reach their destination. Not only will the officers and soldiers of the aerial force not be as exhausted as they are now, but more importantly, the French!
Only God knows whether the French who are currently surrounded in Sedan have surrendered. What if they surrender, even if the floating troops arrive in Sedan?
Can the defeat be saved?
Once the French emperor surrendered, it would be over and they would not have to drop any more bombs.
After the Second Empire fell, everything in France had nothing to do with South China.
"Sir, don't worry. No matter what you say, the French are still a long-established power in Europe. There is no way they can't hold on for just a few days."
"Sir, no matter how cowardly France is, they can't be more cowardly than the Argentines. If we beat the Argentines into that state, they still persist for several days!"
The brothers talked to each other one by one, and their words made Li Du feel relieved a lot.
That's right, France, one of the world's great powers, how could it be so cowardly that it could not be as good as Argentina?
France!
In fact, even Li Du himself didn't know that France was not a coward, he was really a coward!
As for Ma Xiangwu, a liaison officer, he never considered how long the French could last.
In fact, he never doubted the French at all.
No need to doubt!
France, a long-established great power.
At most, it's just a matter of giving in a few times and surrendering the whole country.
"Captain Ma, we should be arriving soon!"
"With a favorable wind, four hours!"
Ma Guangming said loudly, then he stood up, walked to the window, and relaxed directly facing the porthole.
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Although there was no good news about the war, Jean Lafontaine still started preparing lunch as it was approaching noon. He even prepared a bottle of red wine.
Today is my wife's birthday.
Thinking of giving his wife a surprise, he was humming a tune when suddenly, water droplets seemed to fall from the sky. A few water droplets landed on his face, causing him to look up and say.
"Is it going to rain...?"
The sky is clear and there are no dark clouds at all, but why are there water droplets falling from the sky?
In the air, a deeper rumble slowly came, and as this strange sound slowly approached, even though he couldn't see clearly what was in the air, the deep sound still shook his heart, making him even feel a little nervous.
"Airship, it's an airship..."
Suddenly, someone shouted loudly while running. It was the Marquis's son. He had a telescope in his hand. He ran to a nearby slope and looked up into the sky.
Through the telescope, I saw a large group of airships flying towards the north in the distance. There seemed to be nearly a hundred of them. Those huge airships were lined up in a neat formation, like a fleet in the sky.
"God bless France, you are finally here..."
The son of the Marquis shouted excitedly on the slope, pointing his finger in the direction of the color and shouting.
"Go ahead, gentlemen, and blow up those old Prussians!"
It was not the Prussians who were destroyed by the bombing, but the French themselves.
Since the start of the general offensive on September 1, the French army guarding Sedan suffered an unprecedented artillery bombardment. The German Krupp cannon fired shells at Sedan at a rate of five to six per minute.
The explosion of the fuse caused a blow to the French that only those who were there could feel.
"boom!"
Another heavy artillery shell fell and exploded less than ten meters away from the wall. The powerful explosion shock wave was mixed with countless earth and stone fragments, like a strong wind hitting the seemingly solid outer wall of the house. The earth and
Smoke and dust rushed in through the window with the violent airflow, and the curtains were torn apart by the shock wave of the explosion.
Soon the air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and choking smoke, and everyone in the room was choked and coughed loudly.
"O Virgin Mary!"
"Help me, help me..."
These French soldiers were frightened by this situation.
They dropped their Shabbos rifles and huddled on the ground with their heads in their hands, where they were trembling and coughing. Many of them even cried out loudly and screamed like women regardless of everything.
In the explosion, the wooden beams on the upper floor of the roof also trembled.
"Don't be afraid of the airship, everyone. Nanhua's airship will be here soon! By the time their airship comes, believe me, all the Prussian cannons will be destroyed!"
Second Lieutenant Albon said to the soldiers.
He stood there, walking in the smoke, completely ignoring the bullets that might fly at any time. While shelling, the Prussians were also attacking. They were at the forefront of the war.
"Second Lieutenant, is the airship really coming?"
A middle-aged soldier with a full beard said loudly that many people in the French army are middle-aged like him. Many of them have even served for more than ten years. Maybe they are excellent shooters, but God can testify
, such shelling would have frightened them to the point of peeing.
The only thing keeping them from surrendering now is not patriotism, but the fact that Nanhua's airship will bring them victory.
Why do they want to win?
For France?
Of course not. They are eager to win because... after being imprisoned in a prisoner of war camp, they cannot get military pay, and there is no military pay. Even last month's military pay cannot be received.
For the sake of military pay, you must persevere!
"Yes, they will definitely come!"
Lieutenant Albon said loudly.
"After all, they are our allies!"
"God bless!"
Looking at the ruins in front of him, Emperor Napoleon III kept praying. Just a few hours ago, a heavy artillery shell hit the house where he was hiding. The shell almost razed the house to the ground. Although he was hiding in the wine cellar,
He wasn't hurt in any way, but he was really frightened.
Even now, he still looks at ease, listening to the cries of the wounded.
If...if it wasn't because, because Nanhua's airship is coming.
At least for a moment, Napoleon III really wanted to surrender!
Perhaps surrender can end all this.
But how could Napoleon's nephew surrender?
But of course Napoleon's nephew can surrender. After all, surrender is an old tradition of the Napoleon family, let alone him. It is his uncle, the majestic Emperor Napoleon. He is not an expert at surrender, and he surrendered twice.
Although he didn't have any psychological burden about surrendering, Nasan didn't want to follow his uncle's old path again. Could it be that he was like his uncle who lived on a deserted island and then died on the island inexplicably.
"God bless you, you must come quickly! If you don't come here, I... I really can't hold on anymore!"