To be honest, looking at the night sky now, An Ning suddenly remembered before time travel.
The night sky at this time really looks like the night sky of a city in the 21st century.
After all, the lights of cities in the 21st century are like fires that are always burning and will not go out.
An Ning shook his head to free himself from the sudden "homesickness" mood. At this time, Napoleon suggested: "Stop talking nonsense, just fire a few shots at the gates and walls of the Tuileries Palace."
It collapsed!"
"No!" An Ning interrupted Napoleon, "Didn't I say that I would go in alone to persuade him to surrender?"
Rana: "Then what if you are taken hostage?"
An Ning pressed the hilt of her sword with her hand: "What else can we do? Just kill him alone."
Lana laughed, and then realized that neither Napoleon nor Christina was laughing, so his smile suddenly faded: "You... are joking, right?"
An Ning's expression is like Anakin Skywalker in that set of Star Wars memes.
Rana: "Oh my God."
An Ning: "No need to say anything, I've made up my mind."
As he spoke, he began to urge his horse forward, but Christina stopped him: "Wait a minute! I'll go too, he's my brother!"
An Ning thought, "Goodbye. I can really kill it by myself. If I bring you with me, I'll have an extra tank, so that's not necessarily the case!"
Maybe by then, when she is in full swing of killing, Christina will be caught first, and then she will be coerced and have to put down her weapon...
In just a short moment, An Ning came up with a whole feeding scene. Don't do this!
An Ning raised her hand and made a stop gesture: "Wait a minute, Christina, I have felt your overbearing thoughts, I mean, your thoughts, I will convey them on your behalf."
Christina hesitated for a moment, bit her lip hard, and finally she sighed: "Okay, although I want to say that I am also a battle-hardened warrior, but... if it really becomes a situation that requires you to fight out
, I’d better not be a burden to you anymore.”
An Ning nodded, then looked towards the Tuileries Palace, and lightly touched the horse's belly with his heel.
The big white horse strode forward through the snow, passing through the National Guardsmen arrayed in front of the Tuileries Palace.
Rana followed immediately. Napoleon hesitated for a moment, but finally stayed next to the cannon. He shouted to Rana: "If something goes wrong, send me a signal and I will fire the cannon in!"
An Ning marched all the way, and when they saw him, the soldiers sang Roman hymns even harder.
The chorus of soldiers and Parisian people filled the night sky.
The royal party gathered in the Tuileries Palace also sang "Henry IV" loudly, and for a while it was like singing.
If it weren't for the flames soaring into the sky in the distance, onlookers might have mistakenly thought it was a celebration.
An Ning arrived in front of the Tuileries Palace and shouted: "I am General Frost, the commander of Paris security, and I want to see Mr. Tolestell!"
Tolestell is the current surname of Louis XVII, and An Ning deliberately did not call him His Majesty.
You have already broken up with the royal party, so why should you call me Your Majesty?
Someone in the Tuileries Palace shouted: "How dare you! How dare you call His Majesty by his last name! Your Majesty will never see a traitor like you!"
An Ning: "Listening to this voice, it sounds like it's General Bouye! You actually secretly returned to France!
"General, I come on behalf of the National Assembly, and on behalf of the Duke of Orleans, on behalf of his sister!
"I come for your lives, for the lives of so many people!"
An Ning's words were almost drowned in the overwhelming sound of Roman carols.
almost.
General Bouye was about to respond when a young man in his early twenties appeared next to him.
The young man was wearing the blue cloak of the French royal family, which was covered with irises.
This should be the new His Majesty the King of France. Speaking of that cloak, the last time An Ning saw him was when the National Assembly was still called the Third Level Assembly.
Maybe the two kings were wearing the same cloak.
Louis XVII spoke: "Frost, you ungrateful bastard!"
This was just An Ning's idea. In fact, he couldn't hear what His Majesty said on the second floor. All he could hear was the singing of Roman hymns.
An Ning: "Mr. Tolestel, please speak louder. Do you still want to be your Majesty if you speak so quietly?"
Louis XVII looked sulky and repeated it again, but An Ning still couldn't hear it.
An Ning: "It's better to let me in, otherwise I won't be able to hear what you said."
Louis XVII looked helpless, waved his hand, and then returned to the house. General Bouye shouted: "Your Majesty, please allow me to have an audience with you!"
Then Buye also went back to the house.
The royal party blocking the road downstairs finally gave way with a livid face.
An Ning dismounted, handed the reins to Lana, who had been following him, and then walked into the Tuileries Palace with his head held high.
The royal party felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and they clenched the weapons in their hands while looking at An Ning.
An Ning suddenly discovered that many of the royal party's flags were simply a piece of white cloth with no iris embroidery at all.
Inside the Tuileries Palace, I don’t know if there was not enough lamp oil, but there were many candles lit.
In front of the study, a guard held a candlestick and stepped forward to collect An Ning's sword, but An Ning's eyes widened and he retracted obediently.
He held down the hilt of his sword, walked into the study with head held high, and saw Louis XVII in the candlelight.
The young Karmapa has a face that looks very much like his sister.
"You bastard!" he said, "my father funded you and allowed you, a cobbler, to go to the military academy in Brienne, and that's why you are so brilliant now! You don't want to repay the kindness, but instead turned against us with swords!"
"
An Ning: "That's not true. I sent my most trusted troops to protect your father's Palace Royal. Your sister has also been serving in our army and has been reused."
"What about me? Why didn't you protect me? Am I not a descendant of the Tollestaire family?"
"It is precisely because I want to protect you that I entered the Royal Palace alone." An Ning replied.
Bouye: "That's enough, Your Majesty, we will seize him directly and use him as a hostage! If his army dares to attack, let their beloved general have his head removed!"
An Ning glanced at Buye coldly, he had already decided that this man had to die.
In fact, An Ning's impression was that after Louis XVI went to this place to start a rebellion and was defeated, he was already dead. It seemed that there was an error in the intelligence.
It doesn't matter, just let him really die this time.
Louis XVII pursed his lips and ignored Bouye.
An Ning: "Mr. Tolestel, the Kingdom of France has become a thing of the past, and the new France does not need a king. Now that you are voluntarily announcing your abdication, I can still use my reputation to protect your life."
Louis XVII gritted his teeth and glared at An Ning fiercely: "Your reputation? A mere cobbler actually talks nonsense here! I am the king of France! I am a noble among nobles!
"No! I will not abdicate, I will make you all pay the price! I will restore everything to its original position! The Kingdom of France has existed for a thousand years, and it will continue to exist!"
An Ning shook his head gently: "Tolestel, times have changed."
Louis XVII suddenly showed a wild smile: "Maybe, but this can't save your mistake! Just spend the rest of your life regretting that you stepped into the Tuileries Palace alone today! Someone, arrest him!"