The most important thing in war is the smooth communication of information. Although ancient people did not have high-tech technologies such as telephones and radios, the local methods were also very effective.

Is it difficult to communicate between warships on the sea? But relying on the flags during the day and the lights at night, the Royal Navy of the Empire, which does not set, can still form a large fleet to coordinate and cooperate and dominate the ocean.

There is a very efficient language for night light signals in the army. Even if a torch is waving in different postures, it can convey a lot of information.

The lighting signal is even more scientific. Can a simply modified kerosene lamp, combined with a mechanism that blocks light, send simple tight electricity through the frequency of light extinguishing?

Raulligao did not have the codebooks in the hands of the government forces, so he could not know what the regular and clear light signals conveyed.

But he saw it with his own eyes. When a group of signals was sent, the spy would immediately stop and no sound.

Immediately afterwards, there will be rumbling sounds of cannons from the government artillery positions, and flames will rise in the distant blocks!

"I guessed... these damn spies are sending coordinates to the enemy, sending coordinates in the military map..."

"The enemy's artillery doesn't need to be visually measured. Just fire the cannon according to the coordinates. Why did I think it was so accurate?"

"My dereliction of duty! I was strictly guarding and still did not arrest all the enemy spies..."

"Send a few brothers to sneak up to see if you can catch a living..."

Raulligao's elite began to lurk towards the target in the darkness. Perhaps the other party did not expect that the commune had the courage to lurk so close, so the defense was extremely relaxed.

After a brief fight, Rigao's men retreated, but there were no living corpses!

"Sir, these people are cruel enough to refuse to surrender, and they want to shoot and warn! There is no way to silence..."

Li Gao didn't say anything, but squatted down and started studying the body. The kerosene lamp that sent the light signal was also found. It was indeed the standard model of the Imperial Army.

After carefully searching the body, I found only a few pieces of waste paper, pens, and some change. The password book that Li Gao wanted was not traced.

But on the left arm of this man's white shirt, people were surprised to find a small three-color flag armband, which was hidden in the suit.

The tricolor flag of France is the legal national flag of the Republic and the flag inherited by the new government of Thiers. This armband is definitely a symbol of mutual recognition by the spies.

"Tear off this armband and take it back... and then check carefully. If you find ten people carrying such armbands among the refugees, it means that we have been infiltrated on a large scale by the enemy. Let's go..."

Li Gao left, but fortunately they left early. Three minutes later, a group of veterans from the empire searched here like wolves and tigers, and rushed into the ruins and found the corpses on the ground.

"Bah... I'm struggling to death, so what if you find out?"

It was discovered that nothing could be changed. A signal source was destroyed, and there were also a second and a third. After a short rest of twenty minutes, the artillery once again got the coordinates, and the cannon exploded again!

...

"Gentlemen! Ladies! Please raise your wine glasses and toast for today's victory...!"

Tonight was a night of death and chaos for the Paris Commune, but a night of celebration for the royalists in France throughout the country!

Since the Treaty of Frankfurt has been signed, the Palace of Versailles is being handed over to the Thiers government one after another, and the palaces in the east have been returned to the French government.

Before the German and Chinese garrisons could not wait to clear the German and Chinese garrison troops, the nobles of the French royalists could not wait to hold a celebration ceremony in the palace.

The feast was lined up, and the wine was served like flowing water. Even these nobles actually invited a Chinese chef from London, bringing them a very novel food enjoyment, including fresh source seasonings that are more expensive than gold.

Xiao Lotte and the British food empire needed many Chinese chefs, so all the chefs who followed the envoys were left in Europe with a lot of money.

Moreover, in the past few months, several batches of Chinese chefs have been poached to Europe to find gold!

Although these French nobles were shouting patriotic slogans on the surface, they actually would not reject anything that would make them enjoy.

The head of state defeated France was a shame to the people, but there was no psychological burden to these nobles. What they valued more was to quickly resolve the civil war and restore their past life of luxury.

What is compensation? In the end, the people will pay the money. As long as they have the rights and capital, all costs can be passed on.

"Gentlemen... good news is coming again... The Third Algerian Division has restored the Pantheon and the Sorbonne University... to celebrate them!"

"Long live! God bless France!"

"Those thugs were punished, and more than a thousand thugs were killed! Blood is washing away the empire's shame..."

"Long live! Long live the emperor! Cheers..."

Today no one here shouts long live the Republic. The royalist party celebrates its own victory, the glory belongs to the emperor and the entire empire!

Extremely excited men and women hugged each other, and their eyes were red and swollen like wild animals.

The German officers and soldiers outside the window looked at the group of madmen in confusion, "I'm still very excited when my own people kill my own people? Are these French people all idiots?"

"They are not idiots... Haven't they heard from the Chinese head of state that those people are a group of 'exquisite egoists'. In their eyes, whoever protects their noble privileges is their own father..."

"Those people from the Paris Commune are not good things. If such a group of bastards emerged from Germany, I would have killed them with a bayonet!"

"Are you still strife in the national war? Fortunately, we have an iron-blooded prime minister and a wise emperor, so we won this war..."

German officers and soldiers were smoking and laughing at these French people. After a while, one of the officers sighed, "Actually... in fact, the people from those communes are also pitiful..."

"I went out for a walk the day before yesterday, in a small village west of Versailles... a girl who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, begged me to sleep with her when she saw me!"

"I was shocked. After asking carefully, I realized... Her parents were all trapped in Paris. They went to the war. The farmland was no longer stolen by usury..."

"I have no way to live and can only go to work in the city... but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing..."

"I don't know my parents' life or death, and there is no input at home... She has two younger brothers, the youngest one has starved to death this winter..."

"If she doesn't get some food... his second brother and herself... would probably have to starve to death..."

"Seeing this little girl... I miss home... I miss my daughter..."

"I dare not face her eyes... I threw a handful of coins to her and turned around and ran away... It's so embarrassing. I've never been afraid of fighting, but I was really scared that day..."
Chapter completed!