Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

Fifteen minutes later, Pierre himself was not sure that he could wait fifteen minutes for the reinforcements of the Irish Youth. He did not even know if there were any such reinforcements.

But he knew even more that the situation was on the verge of death, if he were to fight even a little more fiercely, he would be able to contain the British counterattack, and the King Yi and the rest would have a higher chance of escaping.

If there were no reinforcements in fifteen minutes, the Irishmen would not have had to do anything. They would have emptied their own ammunition at the last minute and thrown it into the sea of fire, leaving no evidence for the British even at death's door.

Pierre and Paul who were both physically and mentally exhausted sat shoulder to shoulder on the ground, with their backs leaning against a few big gunny sacks. Inside the sacks, there were either barley or oats, and they faintly emitted the scent of food.

Paul casually took out a handful of oat from the hole in the gunny sack. This was a really good product. If it was sent to Prussia, it would definitely be used to brew the best beer … "I really miss it. Just drink a glass of cold beer and let the cool summer breeze blow. This is the best enjoyment of life …"

Pierre took a few granules of oats from Paul's hand and chewed it to savor the deliciousness of the food. "Speaking of fine wine, I still like our French wine, which has the color of rubies as well as the finest steak, it's really a delicacy, but unfortunately, I can only eat some raw oats for the last meal of my life …"

The two of them smiled at each other, their fists holding oats clinking together in midair like they were clinking cups, "To the last meal of our lives! To this magnificent flame! "

Looking at the red-hot Dublin in front of him, looking at the figures fighting in the flames, listening to the shouts and gunshots coming from not too far away, Paul said regretfully, "The Irish Youth Party might not appear anymore … Not to mention the fact that they are still alive, even if there are still some survivors, how much strength would they have? "

Pierre shook his head. "I have another opinion. The Young Irish Party is not that easy to destroy. It is very likely that they will continue to hibernate under other identities …" These are the elites of Ireland, the few well-educated people with whom the future of this community lies... "

"So they will be protected by millions of Irish people, and they will be protected very well!"

"As for them not appearing …" "I think they have their own considerations. After all, Britain is too powerful. It is impossible for these youngsters who have experienced failure after failure to not reflect. If I were them, they would probably choose to hibernate to protect themselves …"

"To tell the truth, if the world hadn't undergone a fundamental change, if Britain hadn't fallen from the top of the world's first altar, the Irish probably would never have been able to be independent …"

Paul laughed bitterly: "So you're saying, we will die after 15 minutes?"

Pierre laughed as he leaned against the sack.

Hahaha … The two of them sat together and laughed.

"Tell me... Pierre... Why are you, a Frenchman, working for the Chinese? Don't forget, they want to fight against your country? "

"You also told me …" Paul... A Prussian like you who sacrificed your life for the sake of the Chinese, do you think that it's worth it? "

"It's worth it!" Of course it was worth it! You have never fought with these people, you simply do not know how difficult their battle against the Poo War was. It can be said that without the Shiqiao uplands's bloody battle, the Poo War s wouldn't necessarily be able to win so easily … "

"We owe them. They've bled for the cause of Prussia. Don't we know to pay them back? I am not the first, and will definitely not be the last! "

Pierre let out a long sigh and spat out the oatmeal skin in his mouth. "Yes, Prussia and the Chinese are already allies, so you sacrificed yourself for these Chinese. Actually, you sacrificed yourself for your motherland …" But me? What do I count as? "

"But I don't have a choice! Do you think I left the motherland because I was greedy for wealth or because I was greedy for Fang Guan's beauty? "I was forced to do this …"

"Those corrupt officials, their hearts are too dark. They used me as a scapegoat. They threw all the crimes that they failed at onto my head. What if I don't leave? "Am I going to die for nothing …"

"It's not scary to die, but I can't die with a crime behind my back! I can lose my life for my country, but I cannot lose my dignity at the same time! I won't take any offense, I definitely won't! "

Paul looked at Pierre and sighed: "So you're saying, you've made up your mind to make your own Home Country your enemy? "That's right, they have carried too much of your burden with them …"

"NO!" "You're wrong!" Pierre said calmly, "I have never thought of becoming enemies with the France, and even the Head of State did not say I would become enemies with the France. Our enemy is not my homeland!"

"Our only enemies are Napoleon III, those decaying nobles, those greedy and shameless bureaucratic class … We have never treated the kind The French people as our enemy! "

"When the leader was in the Ryukyu, he had already asserted that Napoleon's rule would not last long. In the future, France's authority will definitely belong to the people, not the emperor, nobles, bureaucrats and capitalists!"

"This is the tide of this era, I am the one who is truly in tune with the tide of this era, and the ones who are obstructing the progress of the France are the sinners of history!"

"No one in the France has the right to judge me. Only history can judge me on my right and wrong!"

"It's just like how, at this moment, no one in the world can judge the leader, only history can judge the leader's achievements!"

Words stained with the smell of smoke and fire burst out of Pierre's mouth one by one, resounding and deafening! If he wasn't angry, he wouldn't have the guts to say such words.

It was not only Pierre who was burning with anger in his heart. Paul and the others also carried the burden of the rise of Prussian Nation.

"Hahaha …" Well said, who can judge whom in this world? Who would make the law? Other than history that can judge us, no one else has the right! "

"Hahaha …" "It's a pity that we can't see our war horses drinking by the Seine. What a pity, what a pity!"

Just at this moment, a loud vibration came from the direction of the Customs building, followed by half of the buildings collapsing with a loud bang.

Rumble … Sparks flew in all directions as the semi-wooden structure of the building was completely destroyed by the flames. The entire roof caved in and the three floors and one after another were occupied.

The huge impact triggered a strong whirlwind of fire, blowing in all directions from the heat waves at the center of the collapsed area, which was where the Irishmen were concentrated.

"This is bad!" We can't wait another fifteen minutes... The defense line had failed! Brother, get ready, let's go! "