"Dear Your Majesty, our Prussian army will definitely make the republicans and socialists fully understand that shouting slogans cannot save the country!"

"Are you going to march towards Paris?" The Emperor said with emotion, "Forget it, forgot! This is no longer something I can control. I just hope I can send a few telegrams..."

"Are you going to notify the queen? No problem, you can use the telegram system at will, but we need to make a safe confirmation of the telegram you sent!"

The empire must be over. Napoleon III has no fantasy at all. At this moment, the news that the pale has not reached Paris, and the thugs have not yet begun to attack.

Eugenie must first let the news know. She must escape quickly, meet with the crown prince and then go to the UK for political refuge immediately!

The telegram line had been pulled over long ago, and the French emperor wrote a simple line with a quill pen, "On September 1st, my troops were defeated in the battle, and on September 2nd, I surrendered to Prussia!"

"Take it away, the queen will know what to do after reading it..."

The telegrapher had just left a few steps, and the emperor suddenly said, "Wait a minute... I'll write another telegram!"

"Call the people of France. I was defeated in Sedang on September 3rd, and I and my army have surrendered to Prussia!"

"This telegram is sent to Paris in twelve hours!"

After all the arrangements were made, the Emperor was relieved. "Okay, my historical mission has ended. Where is the prisoner of war camp... take me there!"

Bisme stood up and shook hands with the Emperor. "Dear Your Majesty, you have made a wise decision, and thousands of lives have been redeemed!"

Just as the Emperor was about to get on the carriage and leave, he stopped, "Prime Minister... Xiao Letian really didn't come?"

"Yes!"

"Will he be so obedient? That person is a lunatic..."

Bismai didn't want to deceive a loser. He said calmly, "With Nha Trang, Annan Country, as the boundary, the Chinese people were divided into the prosperous southern half. If he didn't go crazy, he would certainly accept it..."

"Is half an Annan colony? Xiao Letian is going to operate the South China Sea as his Neihu! Forget it, I can't control these anymore... Tell Xiao Letian, I hope that he will send military doctors to treat McMahon from a humanitarian standpoint!"

"The marshal lost too much blood and needed the Chinese blood transfusion magic to treat him... If he was willing to help, then I would like to see him!"

The emperor's eyes were slightly red, and he bit his back teeth and said, "I'll give him a chance to humiliate me! I just want to live with my marshal..."

Bisme was moved, and he discovered that Louis Bonaparte also had his humane and kind side. Perhaps today he was the real body under the mask.

The Prime Minister stood attentively and said respectfully, "Dare not to obey orders! Please rest assured by Your Majesty..."

Napoleon III waved his hand, got on the carriage and left without looking back. Before leaving, he shouted to Councillor Raul, "You are not a prisoner, you are a member of Paris, the Prussians will not make things difficult for you... Go back, go back to Paris!"

"Go and witness that bloody storm!"

"Hahaha...you all say that Napoleon III was a madman. I believe that it won't take long before you can see what the real madman looks like!"

"Not one, but countless... boundless and unobstructed!"

The French Emperor's carriage was heading north with a wild laugh, and the French Emperor burst into tears. The world belonging to him was finally over!

Bisme sent a battalion of Prussian cavalry to "protect" the emperor to Fort William. Looking at the lonely old man's back, the Prime Minister didn't know what he was feeling.

"Hey... tell Xiao Letian and ask him to send the best military doctor to save McMahon immediately! Just tell him clearly that this condition is not allowed to bargain!"

"Let's go and take the captives!"

At this moment, the color had become a chaotic scene of surrender. The Emperor's sword circled around the city, and all the soldiers knew that everything was over.

The civil servants in the Prussian army walked to the center of the French position with iron trumpets and began to shout.

"Everyone raised his weapons above his head and went to the assembly point with their respective troops as the establishment to register... We will treat prisoners preferentially, and after registration, we will give you food and medicine!"

"Don't make a meaningless struggle. The war is over. There is no need to bleed again... The Emperor has given his sword and the war is over!"

Lieutenant Xiafei's teeth were bitten hard on his lips with sad face, and the red blood was swallowed into his stomach!

But no matter how unwilling he was, he could do nothing. The Emperor surrendered, his morale was gone, and what could the 18-year-old student change?

Veterans from the artillery units around gathered next to the lieutenant, led by Xia Fei to the nearest registration point.

But the proud Xiafei was unwilling to raise his hands high to surrender. When more than a hundred of them approached the registration point, the Pu army opposite quickly became alert.

"Hold your hands over your head... and say you, raise your hands over your head, so that we can see your weapon! Hurry up..."

Among the more than 100 French troops, only Xia Fei surrendered without both hands, and the Pu army's rifles had already targeted him!

The French veteran around him quickly whispered, "Lieutenant, raise your hands and don't engage in unnecessary conflicts..."

"No! A soldier can be killed but not humiliated!"

Crazy...Pu Jun pulled the bolt and was about to shoot, and at this moment a sound suddenly sounded behind the registration point.

"Wait a minute... This young lieutenant is very interesting! He actually touched the famous Chinese saying?"

Following the sound came a Chinese general, Sima Yun, who was inspecting the battlefield. He happened to hear this famous Chinese saying in French.

You should know that among European countries, France was the first country to be interested in Chinese culture. When the Sun King was in power, many translators translated some Chinese ideological classics.

Many Chinese proverbs have also been translated into French and passed down!

Sima Yun was attracted by the lieutenant's words and walked over, but when he saw that he was such a young lieutenant.

"Are you so young? You lieutenant isn't fake, right?" asked Sima Yun.

Xia Fei's face turned red with anger, "General, you are a humiliation to me! I am a student of the Imperial Paris Comprehensive School of Engineering, and I am a student of the formal military academy!"

"With my grades, I can be awarded the rank of lieutenant! My performance on the battlefield also proves that I am competent!"

The French veterans around them also started to clamor, "Yes, we are all broken soldiers, completely organized by the lieutenant temporarily, and temporarily organized on the battlefield!"

"The lieutenant took us to fight three beautiful ambushes! If the coach hadn't been incompetent, we would not have failed!"

Sima Yun and the eighteen-year-old lieutenant looked at each other for a long time, and suddenly smiled at Xia Fei, who looked determined.

"Well, since you are a warrior and an excellent officer, then I can give you an exception... This lieutenant can surrender without raising his hands! Anyway, they can't change anything..."

After saying that, Sima Yun wanted to leave, but unexpectedly, Xia Fei rushed over and grabbed the reins of the war horse!

"General! This failure does not mean that France will fail. My motherland must take revenge! Evil will never defeat justice!"
Chapter completed!