How terrible is the permeability of ideas? This shows that the two ideas of nationalism and militarism are entangled with each other, which has turned the Chinese people into a pile of dry firewood. Every news of Xiao Letian's victory in Europe is a Mars splashing on dry firewood!

The more victories the head of state wins, the more powerful the Mars will be, and the irreversible fire will be uncontrollable!

The sixteen young military academy students who had never been received had become dead soldiers who were willing to die with bombs on their backs!

Is all this just Xiao Letian's bewitching? I'm afraid it's not the case. In any area where nationalism is flooded in the world, if you look at history, that nation must have a very deep memory of being ruled and bullied!

Hate is hard to forget, and it can even be passed down from generation to generation, and death cannot be erased!

Hate is the dry firewood from that place, and thoughts are just that match!

It was already 5:30 pm, and the banquet at the Governor's Office was scheduled to start at 7:30 pm. At this time, celebrities from Southeast Asia have already begun to prepare for entry.

Banquets like this are more ritualistic, and no one can eat well with guests, so people should pay a little before attending the banquet. The same is true for Zaichun. At this moment, he is tasting some snacks under the service of two governors.

The atmosphere of the talks between the two sides was very friendly, and they even expressed some uneasiness in the face of the aggressive expansion trend of the Chinese.

It’s so solemn. The general inspectors in Britain and the Netherlands heard some different flavors from the words of the young emperor. They are all old freaks in politics, so many things need not be said explicitly!

The dead soldiers two blocks away were ready. The first wave of assaults would start at 6:00, when the guests were the most, and the crowded carriages at the main entrance were attacked.

The second wave of attacks came ten minutes later, and quickly attacked the Governor's Office from the north...and fifteen minutes later, most of the British guards were transferred away.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the sixteen warriors took advantage of the chaos to approach the Governor's Mansion and launched the final kill!

Everything is so perfect. This plan is much more rigorous than the straitors on the street during the day, and it is also very feasible.

"It's already 5:50... Brothers are ready!"

Sixteen held their hands together. Although they had the courage to die, they would be nervous when they were really in the right time. Everyone was greedy to breathe the air. This was the last air they could breathe.

The air rubbed against his throat and made a whimpering sound, as if only in this way could he prove that he was still alive!

Just as the hour hand pointed at six o'clock, just as they were expecting the first wave of attack explosion, a sudden change broke out.

A commotion suddenly came from the street outside the door. The sound came from the direction of the dock, followed by countless horse hooves trampling.

"What's wrong? It seems that something is happening outside, someone is shouting... or shouting in Chinese, is it ours?"

Sixteen people rushed to the window and looked out through the gaps of the glass covered with newspapers without knowing what was going on!

At this moment, Xingjiapo Pier was in chaos. The emperor lived in the Governor's Mansion. These welcome overseas Chinese did not disperse, but set up flowing mats along the main road.

No one is polite today. All families put the dinner on the street. As long as you are a Chinese face and you can speak Chinese, you can eat, drink and enjoy it at any time at any restaurant's table.

In the familiar local accent, people toasted each other, and a cheerful atmosphere filled the city!

At this moment, the telegraph machine in the telegraph room at the dock suddenly rang, and the telegram sent from the Bangladeshi telegraph station broke the peace!

The code quickly turned into a string of English. After reading the content, the British telegrapher under the Governor changed his face and his hands trembled.

The Chinese hired worker next to him also knew English, driven by curiosity, he leaned over to peek at the words on it, and he was also frightened.

"What are you doing? Don't peek... You guard the place, I'll go to the Governor's Mansion!"

The British telegrapher rode a fast horse and ran to the Governor's Office, while the Chinese employees looked at each other without taking the threat in their hearts. They turned around and ran out.

The Lion City was in a mess, and the people closest to the telegraph room at the dock suddenly exclaimed!

"What? The French gave up? Surrendered!"

"Ancestor of the Emperor! The French have signed a treaty, and they have surrendered!"

"The Treaty of Frankfurt is signed, and the Frenchman pays the head of state 1.2 billion francs..."

"The Chinese are mighty! The French are cowardly! They compensate us..."

"Two ninety million taels of silver!"

Boom! It was like a thunder exploded on the flat ground. All the Chinese in Lion City were stunned. Many people were unable to turn their minds. Such as astronomy numbers made them lose their ability to think.

But soon everyone woke up and became bored. They shouted, hugged and slapped each other on their backs, and cried with flowers all over their faces... The Europeans and natives around were stunned.

When have you ever seen Chinese people be so crazy? A drunken drunk rushed to the European gentleman and arrogantly raised his middle finger... Yes, the posture of swearing with the middle finger was still the one that the head of state taught everyone.

"Fuck your mother! Fuck your mother!" The middle finger and the national curse scared the Europeans backed down one after another.

At this critical moment, no one has ever considered the prestige of Europe being deceived by the nation. No matter how arrogant British officials are, they have to hide from the madman in this city!

"The Chinese won! It's really incredible. The French actually paid compensation? 1.2 billion francs..." The situation has already made Europeans unable to understand.

News spread from the dock like the wind to the whole city. There was almost a wave of people appearing in the Chinese on the street, cheering with the news!

It was so chaotic that the British police in the whole city were dispatched. They did not dare to suppress them and could only try their best to maintain order. They were like lonely boats in a storm, and their hats were knocked off and they were trampled on the ground and did not dare to fight back.

The Chinese are so excited that they are crazy, and such a fierce victory has caused them to fall into hysteria!

Now the assassination plan of the military academy students was completely impossible to carry out. The gates of the Governor's Office were crowded and cheering for overseas Chinese, and the first wave of ambushed soldiers could not be lost.

The sixteen warriors also shed tears, "We won! We beat France! We paid 290 million taels of silver for compensation... I, I... I really want to see that scene!"

"I want to see the grand occasion of the head of state returning to China..."

"I want to..."

"I want to..."

"Or...will our plan...better another day?"
Chapter completed!