Chapter 25: The Failed Hero Saves the Beauty

The commander of Paris Garrison is located in the 31st district on the north bank of the Seine River, and the Rio River is only about one kilometer by the Rio River. The headquarters occupied an entire building, which was said to have been the headquarters of the Jacobins, but after the Coup of the Reims, it was used as the command of the Paris City Defense Forces. Later, when Napoleon was in power, it was changed to the Paris Garrison Command. It was in charge of all the military police forces in Paris, and there was also the guards stationed outside the city. The most elite troops in France were extremely powerful and had extremely high combat power.

The soldiers were veterans who had participated in countless battles, and supplies and equipment were also given priority. The direct troops of Napoleon, the Legion Commander, was also the most trusted Marshal Dawu. In name, it was also controlled by the Paris Garrison Command. With them defending Paris, Napoleon was very at ease with his own safety. The only thing he had to worry about was the assassinators hiding everywhere, which seemed to be everywhere. But with the police minister Fouche taking a series of suppression measures this year, overall, it was much better than before.

Paris was still a little cold at the end of March. Although winter had already ended, the street trees on both sides of the streets had sprouted, and a few new leaves grew, bringing a scent of green and spring to the entire city. In the evening, Paris lights were on, and there were few pedestrians on the street, which seemed a little deserted. Occasionally, there were teams of gendarmeries with live ammunition on the street. Since they were fighting with the British in front of them, in order to prevent the destruction of enemy spies, Paris implemented a curfew that had not been implemented for several years, and the number of soldiers participating in the patrol increased greatly. The clouds of war gradually rose above Paris.

But all this has little impact on the people of Paris. They are not afraid of war, or they are already numb to war. Have they experienced few wars in the past decade? But Paris has not been affected by the war, and the only ones who feel the cruelty of war are the death notices, some of which are their sons, husbands, fathers or friends. Only at this time can they feel the terribleness of war.

After get off work time, Xiao Jie sorted out his things and prepared to leave. Since the others had already gone back, he was the only one in the office. Their office was filled with staff officers who didn't have to do anything, and they were all children of big families. They had no talent and were afraid of death, so they had to use their family relationship to get such a position here. Napoleon needed the support of these big families to stabilize his rule, so he had to ignore these things.

Turn off the light and lock the door. Xiao Jie walked out of it. When passing the gate, the guards saluted like a big salute, and Xiao Jie returned the salute. In the eyes of the guard, Xiao Jie saw contempt. Xiao Jie, who was less than fifteen years old, had already taken up the rank of captain, and the guard was just a corporal. But who knew that they were just relying on the power of their fathers. Although they were afraid of the power behind them and dared not speak, they had definitely despised Xiao Jie and the gang of dandy boys in their hearts.

Xiao Jie saw all this, but said nothing. He didn't want to explain anything. Everything should be proved with time.

A gust of wind blew, and Xiao Jie subconsciously tightened his coat. Since the headquarters was not far from their home, Xiao Jie refused the proposal of his carriage to pick him up and drop him off, and insisted on walking to work and getting off work every morning and evening. Although in Joseph's opinion, this damaged the family's aristocratic image, because Xiao Jie insisted on doing so, he had no choice.

Looking at the stars in the sky, Xiao Jie couldn't help but feel a little confused, not knowing how he would face it. "The Duille Palace now should still be brightly lit, and Napoleon must be still tirelessly revising his combat plan against Britain." Xiao Jie thought. He was not interested in this plan, and he was not familiar with naval warfare at all. The tactical ideas in his mind were also obtained from later movies and TV. He knew how capable he was, and he would never take risks to do things that were not sure. So he could only watch the French Navy warships sink one by one, the sailors were drowned or bombed, or walked into the British prisoner-of-war camp. In his opinion,

Napoleon was like a prodigal son at this moment, defeating the French Navy's strength little by little until it finally disappeared from the ocean completely. No one would deny that Napoleon was a military genius and an amazing general, but he was his ability to command the army to fight. If he was to command the navy, he was still a little worse than those outstanding naval generals. Although Xiao Jie did not feel sorry for the losses of the wooden shell warships in the old sail era, in his opinion, those warships were already out of date. As the saying goes, the old ones would not go, and the new ones would not come. But the losses of those sailors made him feel sorry for him for a long time. Those were his support for forming a powerful navy in the future.

Since it was still early, he didn't want to go home. Besides, there was definitely no one when he went back. Joseph and Julie must have gone to the banquet again. They could be said to have spent their lives entirely in banquets, wearing masks every day, talking about the "friendship" between them, and telling each other about their "friendship". If it were his own, he would never stay there for a moment, so every time their family held a banquet, he would always go back very late. Although he knew that he had to integrate into this so-called "upper society" so that his future development would be smooth, he always felt very different.

Before he knew it, he came to the riverside. When the river breeze blew, Xiao Jie felt calm in his heart. Suddenly, a woman's cry came from a distance: "Help!"

"Hey, maybe someone teased a good woman. That's right, I can have a hero to save the beauty, but I must be blessed by God. I must be a beauty. If it's a dinosaur, it would be a loss." Xiao Jie thought, and his originally depressed mood was wiped out, replaced by a feeling of excitement. Xiao Jie quickly ran to the source of the sound.

After running about 300 meters, he found three young men pulling and pulling against a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old. The girl curled up in a ball and resisted weakly. Because the light was a little dim, I couldn't see what the girl looked like, but based on her voice, it shouldn't be too bad. So Xiao Jie jumped out and shouted: "Stop! You guys are so brave, you dare to tease good women in broad daylight. What should you blame? You can't surrender quickly before you can wait for a life."

Everyone was stunned. Even the three young men stopped moving. They were stunned at first, and then burst into laughter. The look of Xiao Jie looked like they were looking at an idiot. It was that. Xiao Jie is only less than fifteen years old now, only a little over 1.6 meters tall. Those three people are not as tall as a tiger's back, but they are much stronger than him.

A young man said, "Boy, I want to learn from other people's heroes to save beauty at such a young age. I wonder if the Mao Changqi?" Some of them laughed. Then they left one person to look at the girl, and in turn pushed Xiao Jie in.

Xiao Jie felt a little in his heart. It was just a whim just now, but he didn't expect that he would even get in. With his own skills, he might be able to deal with one, but he would not be able to deal with two of them at all.

At this moment, the girl suddenly shouted: "Be careful behind!"
Chapter completed!