Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

The local garrison unit were all second-rate troops of the empire, their training was not good enough, their weapons and equipment were not very good, and their commanders were a whole level weaker.

Over 90% of the commanders in the Empire's regular army are military aristocrats raised by the Bonaparte Family. These people are all loyal fans of the Emperor, so you don't have to worry about the rebellion.

The local garrison unit was different. The commanders were born into civilian families, and after studying in a few military academies, they became the leaders of these second-tier troops.

There was a great difference in treatment between them and the front-line troops, and their loyalty to the Emperor was curtailed by their close ties to the place and their willingness to accept the erosion of new ideas.

These three types of troops had already displayed three completely different performances at today's reception. Actually, the direct descendants of Ba Zan had already received the news three hours ago.

General Radmiro and others had already informed them of the main mission of the party, and there were no surprises. The troops who had been loyal to the Emperor and the Marshal for the rest of their lives had expressed their determination to carry out the orders.

As for the other Empire's veterans, they were also not too worried. These people were all military aristocrats, and had the same interests as Ba Zan and the others. Perhaps, only a fool would go against the Marshal.

The most dangerous place were the officers of the garrison unit. If they refused to surrender, then their fifty thousand strong army would become the biggest ticking time bomb!

How exactly was he going to deal with this bomb? Ba Zan thought for a long time, and the calmest way would obviously be to split up and walk their own paths. Ba Zan would bring along his own loyal troops and surrender, while the rest of them would all go their own ways.

But this way, although there would not be any conflicts, the French Emperor's mission would not be completed either!

Napoleon's strategy was to cooperate with Prussia and greatly weaken the Republic's power. After that, the imperial army would try their best to keep as few casualties as possible, leaving their son with the political legacy of a comeback.

To put it more bluntly, the Republic had to be defeated, very miserably. Only this way would the citizens be reminded of the benefits the Empire had enjoyed back then!

Empire! This was not just an empty noun. The Empire was the home of all the aristocratic interests, and was where their welfare lay.

Was the royalist party really protecting the Emperor? Actually, they were only protecting themselves. Because there was an Emperor, only with an Empire would there be nobles. Otherwise, they wouldn't be anything at all.

He could not let these fifty thousand people escape his control, he could not let this fortress continue to be armed, this was the Mace's fortified city, even if it were fifty thousand people, they could still block the Prussian army's attack.

It was because of this concern that this wine party had suddenly come!

As expected, after Ba Zan proposed his plan of surrender, the 40 odd officers started clamoring, and Calais's First Division's teacher Sang Sitan was the first to jump out, he was the one with the highest rank among all the officers of the garrison unit.

As the army Major General, Sang Sitan was the first to oppose!

He listened to Radmiro's retorts and retorted angrily, "The Empire! China! It's all the same to me... We are from the same bloodline, the French Nation! "

"Who do you want to be loyal to? How can we split our own people? "

"Yesterday, the baby had an emperor on top of his head, but today, the Kung Fu Republic was established while he was drinking milk! "May I ask who you want him to be loyal to?"

"Is he a child of the Empire or of the Republic?"

"He only has one identity, and that is the sons and daughters of the France! All the people that live on this land, this is the race that we must serve! "

"Prussian are all invaders! We will never surrender! "

General Sang Sitan waved his arms and shouted, and the people surrounding him all began to shout, "We will never surrender! Fight to the end! "

Ba Zan's nose was almost crooked from anger. "Fight to the end? How can we fight! "

"The military rations have been used up. The weather is getting colder day by day. How much firewood is left in the city? How much coal is there?" Have you guys calculated it yet? "

"Do you want all the soldiers to starve to death or freeze to death?"

"To send so many innocent soldiers to their deaths, you all are truly inhumane!"

"Do you really think that the Mace City is undefeatable? If the enemy were to throw a large amount of carrion upstream, how should we deal with it? What do the soldiers drink when the whole city's river water is polluted? "

"You don't need to worry about that. Do you only know how to shout?"

Sang Sitan glared and refused to back down as he pointed to everything in front of him. "What are these? Where did all this food come from? You said that the enemy would attack the city with the plague, how did you get the news? "

"Last night, there was a rumor that there were emissaries outside the city. Looks like it's true!" Are you out of town this morning? Do you think that your actions can fool a hundred and seventy thousand strong army? "

"In your dreams!"

Now that he said this, there was no room for negotiation. Radmiro's face twitched!

"What are you waiting for!?" Do you keep these bastards for Christmas? "

With a crisp smack, the wine cup in Radmiro's hand shattered!

A tumbler was used as the number! The Europeans knew how to do this as well. Two figures suddenly rushed out from the group of officers, one was a lieutenant colonel, while the other senior colonel was holding onto Sang Sitan from both sides.

No one would have thought that Ba Zan and the others would be so ruthless. One of the lieutenant colonel extended his hand and grabbed Sang Sitan by the neck, while the other senior colonel took out a dagger from his boot, stabbing his left rib.

The lieutenant colonel gritted his teeth as he stared into Sang Sitan's eyes and said, "Are you not going to surrender? "Then die …"

The dagger moved back and forth clockwise in Sang Sitan's lungs, slicing through the internal organs, causing blood to immediately spurt out!

The ruptured alveoli started bleeding profusely and even to the point of death, Sang Sitan did not let out a single scream. His eyes looked in disbelief at his familiar comrade!

Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought that a brother who fought in a trench would have such a hideous face!

The scene immediately became chaotic because of the sudden turn of events. The rest of the officers from garrison unit saw that the situation wasn't good and wanted to pull out their guns to resist. In the end, there were more than forty people who couldn't handle the enemy's numbers.

The other officers of the nobles had all placed their pistols on the heads of these men. The soldiers of the guard battalion, who were outside the door, came rushing in and surrounded the scene.

It wasn't until now that the people who were causing trouble finally realized how powerful Sang Sitan was. Seeing Sang Sitan's body lying in a pool of blood, with his legs involuntarily twitching, all of their faces turned pale.

"Yuan..." Marshal … Had it really come to this? Is it really necessary to do this? "