Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

The Cassel's negotiations were not something that could be concluded in a day. Even though Napoleon III had already wavered, it was still very difficult to make a decision to activate the royalist party to attack his homeland.

The French Emperor knew what Xiao Letian said was right. The stronger the Republic, the slimmer the hope for the restoration of his son.

The only thing they could do now was to let the newly established Republic become riddled with holes, let it have a serious civil war, and let all the politicians fight internally like vicious dogs!

That was the only reason why they did not have the energy to counterattack. It was also the only reason why they did not kill all of royalist party!

In other words, the fiercer the war between the left and the republicans, the more the politicians in Paris fought openly and secretly.

If the French Emperor was reaping benefits, Prussia and the Chinese would reap benefits as well. Then, it would be the France that would suffer the most!

This knot in Napoleon's heart was not easy to deal with. After all, it was his homeland.

However, human nature, especially the affection of a cub, was the biggest weakness of human emotions. Humans, as a social animal, could suffer a little, but once it involved the interests of future generations, they could go for broke.

The negotiations continued day by day. This year's autumn came a little early, and since Xiao Letian's arrival, the small city of Cassel had turned cold day by day.

The royalist party was a huge power, so they had to think carefully about how to use it. The pair of mortal enemies, Xiao Letian and French Emperor, were temporarily tied together because of benefits.

Just as William Palace was discussing how to sell their kingdom, the Orleans in the south of France had already started another war. Prince Karl's army who had just occupied the city area for a week was suddenly attacked by a large scale French army.

Orleans was a very important historical city in the middle of France. It was nourished by the Loire River and was the birthplace of the royal family of the France. In the Middle Ages, this place was second only to Paris and was rich in France.

And at this moment, the historic city had turned into a sea of fire. The entire city was filled with black smoke as the sounds of battle rang from every street!

The traversed the entire city and divided the battle into two. The River Southern Bank had already been liberated by the French, and even the west side of the north coast was established as a forward position by the Southern Regiment.

The entire southern and western parts of the battlefield were gradually being controlled by the French, but the Prussian Legion still resisted tenaciously. Close to a hundred thousand Prussian army controlled the northern and eastern parts of the battlefield.

The horn for the charge rose and fell on the battlefield, the fanatical Marseille song accompanied by the charging crowd shook the entire city!

Gan Bida had arrived at the Orleans three days ago, and his attempt to break out of the encirclement had almost died out. Although he managed to avoid the more than two hundred thousand soldiers surrounding the city, he was chased down by the Prussian cavalry.

On the ground, a three-hundred-man elite Cavalry was biting onto the hot air balloon like a bone-corroding poison. Maybe Lao Maoqi and the others didn't know which hot air balloon had Gan Bida on it, but this didn't stop them from mobilizing their cavalry.

Gan Bida and a balloon operator were controlling the height nervously. Under the protection of the northwest wind, they headed south, and only after a whole day and night did they finally see the rich Loire River Valley.

At the moment, French cavalry was still biting behind him, and the hot air balloon was running out of fuel, so he had no choice but to descend.

Loire River's French Army had long seen the hot air balloon in the sky. They had also received the latest orders from Paris through teleportation.

These legions knew that the Minister of the Interior had forcefully broken through the encirclement to support them, and their entire army was shocked!

The Loire River's Assault Battle suddenly erupted without any preparation!

The hot air balloon in the sky was slowly descending. Southern Bank's French Army had used up almost all of the floating bridges, and the wooden boats' floating bridges were extending towards the north under the enemy's bombardment.

The artillery from Prussian army and the French Army started to pour down firepower from Loire River. At this time, Southern Regiment was no longer the poor guy from before, with the full support of the Rich South, the number of cannons in the Loire River Regiment had reached more than 1800, and the number of cannons exceeded 120 thousand.

Although the quality of the cannons was much worse than the opposing Prussian army, but they could not withstand the continuous flow of reinforcements. Over eighty cannons were delivered to Orleans everyday, and over ten thousand cannons were fired!

Boom! Boom! Boom! On both sides of the Loire River, flames blazed high into the sky as high explosive projectile reaped the lives of others. The fearless French engineers jumped into the river bare-chested and started pushing the pontoons forward.

In the sound of the cannons, one wooden boat after another was nailed to the rope. Huge wooden planks were placed on them, and those big hands stained with blood used their last bit of strength to hold the wooden boats in place.

The so-called engineers were just the ordinary workers in the southern cities. At this moment, they were using their lives to pave a road to victory.

"Forward!" Attack the Orleans s... Rescue our council member, rescue our country's minister! "

"Mr. Gan Bida has fallen on the northern shore … Charge over! "

The last wooden boat was tied to a rope, and the first pontoon bridge was constructed from the enemy's bullets. Although it was still four meters away from the north shore, the army behind could not wait any longer and charged towards the north shore with their bayonets.

The pontoon bridge was never able to reach the north shore, and the last wooden stake was never able to hit the bottom of the river. In order to prevent the pontoon bridge from being washed away, these workers used their bodies as stakes and firmly held the rope in the water.

A dozen engineers gathered to grab a rope and stand in the mud like wooden stakes in a living person. The soldiers on the pontoon bridge shouted as they charged forward.

Prussian army on the other side of the river turned pale with fright. They rushed out from their hiding place, ran to the riverside, and shot. These engineers were killed in the water, and their blood dyed the river red.

However, he would never have thought that those fearless engineers would use their bodies to block the bullets and even if they were to die, they would still be able to control the rope!

The engineers at the bottom of the river had already drowned, but the muscles of his arms and fingers were still tight and stiff even after he had died. They were still holding onto the rope tightly, even the last 150 kilograms of weight of the corpse were pressing down on the pontoon bridge as if it was a mountain!

"This is crazy!" These Frenchmen are crazy … " The commander of the Prussian army s on the other side shouted in fear, "The regular troops of the French Emperor s in the north are not as crazy as this!"

"You guys are just a bunch of farmers and workers... You guys are not professional soldier, why are you so crazy! "Why?"

Every life that died in the Loire River did not answer his questions, what replied was only the tragic light of the blade and the flames of vengeance!

"First Division of Toulouse, 2nd Battalion... Break through the Loire River! "Attack!"

"Marseille Independent Brigade... Breakthrough successful... The cannons will cover our attack! "

"The Bordeaux Brigade moves forward... Rescue Representative Gan Bida... Charge over! "

In the air, Gan Bida's eyes were filled with tears as he watched the dozens of torrents on the ground break through the Loire River, currently attacking recklessly without care for their own safety.

"My God! My country! Please give me another breeze, even a breeze... Send me to my regiment! "