I'm the Dauphin in France

Chapter 518: The Emperor Bloodbaths Corsica
However, all this was in exchange for the destruction of the National Guard.

Napoleon felt as if a huge wave was surging in his heart. Did he really want to do this?
Without the National Guard, the Corsican Restoration Organization would be without a pillar...

His eyes swept over the huge headline on the Ajaccio Life newspaper on the table - "Corsica Parliament passes bill to abolish the National Guard with a high vote", and his brows immediately frowned.

Yes, it was not that he wanted to wipe out the National Guard, but those idiots in the parliament passed such a bill - among the members who voted in favor, at least half were members of the Restoration Organization.

In other words, it was the restoration organization itself that destroyed its own pillars!

Napoleon couldn't help but take a deep breath. Paoli had fallen, or he had never been noble from the beginning, and the Restoration Organization was completely rotten. They had lost the possibility of achieving Corsica's independence.

If I continue to devote myself to the restoration organization, I will never be able to stand out!
As this thought flashed through his mind, he was suddenly stunned.

Why am I thinking about making a name for myself at this moment?
He gripped the railing on the deck hard and looked into his heart so honestly for the first time.

Do I really just want to see the establishment of the Republic of Corsica?

He hesitated for a few seconds, then shook his head slightly, as if he had always wanted to use Corsica's independence to gain a prestigious position in the Corsican government.

Speaking of which, I went to Brienne, east of Paris, when I was a child and lived like a real Frenchman, living a better life than most Corsicans. Now, letting other Corsicans do the same as me may be the way for them to truly gain freedom and a good life.

Napoleon suddenly felt relieved and turned back to the cabin.

The acting commander of the Corsica Legion seemed a good starting point. He nodded secretly and thought that only when he climbed to a higher position could he help his hometown develop better.

……

On the outskirts of the city of Asco in northern Corsica.

"Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, I really can't let you enter the city." A middle-aged man dressed neatly with a silver cane under his arm looked at Cesarri-Colonna Paoli apologetically, "You know, the parliament has banned your army..."

"You are also a member of the Restoration Organization!" Cesar grabbed the arm of the municipal commissioner of Ask and pointed to the temporary camp in the distance. "The soldiers need supplies. We only have less than a week's worth of food left."

"I came to visit you as a member of the Restoration Organization." The middle-aged man said, "But I, the City Hall, and the Chamber of Commerce cannot violate the law. Please forgive me."

The Corsican Parliament was elected by themselves, so the Corsicans have no doubts about the decisions of the Parliament - this is also the result of years of brainwashing by the liberals, which makes the people believe that "the Parliament represents me". So how can I oppose myself?

As a result, even the National Guard, which had always been highly respected, could not even enter the town. The previous enthusiastic welcome from the Corsican people with food and drink had completely disappeared.

In fact, after the Corsican Parliament's decree abolishing the National Guard came into effect, more than a quarter of the guards had fled back home, and the number of deserters was still increasing.

After all, the higher-level members of the Restoration Organization also voted in favor, and the fact that the Restoration Organization now didn't even have someone who had the final say made the soldiers even more frustrated.

"Then at least give us some wine and bread," Cesar said helplessly, "for God's sake."

"This……"

The municipal commissioner was hesitating whether to pay out of his own pocket to buy some supplies to send the self-defense troops, when suddenly a cavalryman came hurriedly and said to Cesari: "Master, the French army was spotted 5 miles to the north! There are about people."

Cesar's face suddenly turned pale, and he asked hurriedly: "Have you communicated with them?"

The Corsican garrison had not clashed with the National Guard for a long time. Well, it was mainly because they could not defeat them, so it was not ruled out that it was just an ordinary mobilization of the French army. The cavalry said in a deep voice: "They refused to engage, sir."

The second commander and other officers nearby immediately came over and said anxiously, "Commander, it seems these guys are coming for us."

"We only have 1 soldiers now. If we fight head-on, we'll probably suffer..."

"Master, let's go into Luoao Mountain."

Corsica's terrain is basically a huge mountain range that occupies more than 80% of its area. Only on the edge of the island near the Mediterranean Sea are there some plains suitable for survival.

In the past, when facing encirclement by the French army, the National Guard would go into the mountains without hesitation, relying on their familiarity with the terrain and the large number of villages in the mountains that provided supplies to circle the French.

If it drags on for too long, the French army will not be able to bear the huge military expenditure and will withdraw on their own, and they will come out again.

At the moment, they were located in the northern part of the Luo Mountain Pass. It would take less than a day to walk south to enter the mountains. However, Seshari hesitated.

They have passed through several villages and towns recently, and have been boycotted without exception. After the parliamentary decree was passed, Count Buttafuoco immediately sent people to spread the news around the island to ensure that the National Guard would become a rat crossing the street.

Cesar looked towards the nearby city of Askko. If the Self-Defense Forces entered the mountains and those villages refused to provide food, then his thousand-plus people would likely starve to death. Moreover, he had more important things to do...

He sent away the municipal commissioner of Asco and immediately convened a war meeting, saying to all the officers: "We have fought the French many times, and they are not terrible.

"We must repel them here, then continue south to Ajaccio and make those stupid councillors cancel the decree. This is the only way for the Legion to survive!"

The officers looked at each other and nodded in response.

They did have more victories than losses against the French troops stationed in Corsica, but they did not expect that the commander of the opposing side this time was the terrifying "Corsican Monster."

Not to mention their small number of people, even if their strength was doubled, if they fought head-on they would be no different from a sheep challenging a lion.

……

Napoleon saw the National Guard camp through the telescope and a smile appeared on his face.

The intelligence agency's information was very accurate, and the Self-Defense Forces were indeed near Asco. It was because of this information that he landed at the nearest port of Calvi, and then marched for two and a half days and indeed caught up with them.

A staff officer came over quickly and saluted:

"Commander, our rangers have discovered that the enemy is setting up a defense line and seems to be preparing for a battle."

Napoleon's heart moved, it seemed that his clearing mission would be completed soon.

He motioned for his attendant to bring a map, pointed to a high ground on the west side and ordered:

"Let the artillery go here immediately..."

As he was speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and interrupted the second half of his sentence:
"Wait, maybe this is an opportunity."

(End of this chapter)