Old Charlie is a veteran who has been in the army for many years. He knows that something unjudgmented has happened around him. This is definitely very secretive. He can hide as far as he can. Once he gets stuck, his life will be at stake.

Old Charlie's eyes rolled and stood up with the help of his brothers, pretending to be indifferent. "Sir... Are there any cigarettes... Brothers have been staying for a month, and they really have no stock, haha... hehe..."

The veterans are like this, but they only eat this trick in the army. The more rogue you are, the more people treat you as your own. The elite soldiers in the guard battalion made a few words and threw away a few packets of paper cigarettes. Old Charlie and his gang happily drank the broth and sucked the clouds and mist.

A few jokes naturally brought the soldiers closer together, and Old Charlie cleverly expressed to the other party with this attitude... I guessed nothing, saw nothing, and had no doubts!

This is what Bazan's guard battalion wants. This meeting is destined to be top secret. For the reputation of the marshal and the emperor, these people can even do the silence.

Only this veteran in the entire old Charlie company had this intuition, and the other soldiers didn't know that they almost let the God of Death register the roster.

Soon, a defense gap of more than fifty meters was empty in the old Charlie Company's defense line, and this gap was filled by the guard battalion. Marshal Bazan changed into casual clothes and secretly left the city through the gap.

Several young soldiers who were drinking the broth looked up unconsciously and looked at the gap. Old Charlie's face turned pale and looked at them with murderous eyes and whispered, "Drink your broth quickly, you won't starve to death! How could you have so much curiosity... Put your head back into my crotch!"

Bazan didn't care about this small ordinary company. He walked out with great strides surrounded by soldiers. At this time, the Pu army's defense line had already made a unmanned defense gap of more than 500 meters wide.

There was no Prussian army in this five hundred meters, and this passage was reserved for these French officials.

The group quickly penetrated into the rear of the Pu army until the abandoned barn of a farmhouse that the French saw the Chinese soldiers fully armed with security.

The Prussians did show great sincerity. There was no Prussian soldier around this farm, only one company of Chinese soldiers for security.

Bazan brought out a full battalion of troops, and the secret meeting quietly began in this barn.

The fully armed French and Chinese soldiers were considered to be the best. They lined up face to face and stood at the right time, showing murderous aura on their faces. Both sides wanted to overwhelm each other with their momentum.

Bazan had no time to care about the soldiers outside. He pushed open the barn door with a gloomy face. The familiar figure inside was Xiao Letian, the Chinese leader who was full of hatred by the Emperor.

"Marshal Bazan! Baron Sevastopol of the Second Empire! He was a mercenary and made his mark on the battlefield in Algeria and shined in the Crimean War!"

"Your baron's title is because of that war, right?"

Bazin did not speak, but his general replied proudly, "Of course, in the Crimean War, in a stalemate, the long-term unsuccessful Fortress of Sevastopol was conquered by the marshal himself!"

"That war made McMahon and me... I was just lucky. McMahon is the capable person!" Bazan raised his hand to stop his subordinates from praising him and spoke.

Xiao Letian looked at the general beside Bazan and suddenly said, "If I guess correctly, you are the commander of the Fourth Army, Radmiro, right? You fought well in the Battle of Majinta, and you were just a division commander at that time..."

Bazin didn't expect Xiao Letian to be so familiar with French officials, and a surprised expression appeared on his face. "The head of state's intelligence work is really detailed... From this point of view, we are already at a disadvantage. I can't even call out the names of the officials around you!"

Xiao Letian smiled and said, "There is nothing to keep secret. This is Wang Huaiyuan, the director of the Chinese Central Intelligence Agency... This is Xiang Ying, the captain of the Zhiyuan... This is..."

"Captain of Zhiyuan?" The French side suddenly exclaimed, "So young!"

The Captain Zhiyuan, who destroyed the French Combined Fleet, was not even thirty years old, which made the French people present unacceptable. The shame of the failure of the Battle of East Frisia was greater than that of the Army.

Being defeated by the Chinese on the sea, this shame was in an uproar across Europe!

"Why do you have to lie to me, the head of state? You are already a winner, why do you still humiliate me like this? His age is at most an intern officer on the Zhiyuan!"

"It's impossible to be the captain, absolutely impossible!"

Xiang Ying raised his hand and saluted Bazan and others, and smiled very much!

"I disappoint you. I am the captain of the Zhiyuan, and I am Xiang Ying! But you are right. My age is in the European naval industry and is still the standard of an intern officer. In fact, I can't command an ironclad ship at all!"

"But because of this, I can fight a strange naval battle that even naval experts around the world cannot explain... This battle that violates countless naval regulations, I think no one else dares to try except for people like us!"

"Because I'm still young, I have the capital to lose...and you, don't!"

With a pun, Bazan and others said it directly, their faces turned pale. The subtext is very straightforward, "I am the rising sun, you are not France!"

The Chinese are now a small ship, and they can't make a lot of money if they lose, but your second empire cannot afford to lose. If you lose, you will destroy the country!

It’s so cruel, it’s so cruel if you don’t accept it!

Xiao Letian waved his hand, "Why are you so rude? Please take the guests to your seat... pour wine!"

Bazin sat in the chair and asked softly, "How is Marshal McMahon's injury? I heard that he was seriously injured..."

"Yes, when he was hit by shells, he lost too much blood before the battle was over, he was already in a coma!"

"But don't worry, my medical team performed blood transfusion surgery on the marshal. He has passed the dangerous period and has received proper care!"

"That's good... Now let's talk about what you want!"

Xiao Letian looked at Bazan with a clear look, "No, no, no... it's not what I want... it's what His Majesty the Emperor of the Second Empire wants!"

"I am just a melody today, I am just here to pass on the Secret Order of the Emperor!"

"His Majesty of the Emperor Ansel, ask me to pass on the oral order... Marshal Bazan, please surrender unconditionally to the Prussians!"

Ah! France exclaimed, "What? It's impossible..."
Chapter completed!