Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

Battling wasn't something that could be accomplished once and for all by relying on courage. In front of absolute strength, courage would often end up as a tragedy.

Although the French army only had a single squad, they had the advantage in terrain. Being in a higher position had always been advantageous for them, and with the support of the 100 plus villagers, their chances of victory were even higher.

Not only did they have the advantage in numbers and terrain, but the difference in weapons between the two parties was also very big. The power of rifles was simply incomparable to pistols, not to mention their accuracy, their range was several times higher. Before the pistols had even fired, the rifles had already been fired several times.

In just a short twenty minutes of exchange, Blanqui had already sacrificed seven people.

Escaping was not that easy. If not for a student blocking the French army like a human bomb, the encirclement would have already closed up.

Many of the warhorses had been killed by the French in the chaos of battle, so without their horsepower, they could only stagger back into the barn to defend. Fortunately, the soldiers that Blanqui brought out were all elite soldiers, and their spear skills were very good.

Blanqui hid behind the wooden wall and peeked out from between the gaps, "I'm afraid we won't be able to escape. These French soldiers are very smart, it seems like there are real veterans leading the troops …"

"Look at them, they have been very calm from the start. They have always been using their strengths to counter our weaknesses … "They forced the villagers to hold us down, and then they used the excellent range of their rifles to shoot down their war horses. They even shot coldly at us from behind …"

"We have always wanted to fight with our lives on the line. As long as we can quickly kill these ten soldiers, the other villagers would not have to worry … "But they're too crafty, they're not even fooled …"

"Teacher …" Rest for a while, arm... Your arm is injured! " It turned out that in the chaos of battle, Blanqui's arm had been scratched by a stray bullet and was bleeding continuously.

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine …" The most important thing right now is how to break through! "

Just as the people were bandaging Blanqui's wounds, a commotion started outside the barn. The French army had begun to force the villagers to attack, but the villagers would only attack along the way.

"Master... Their marksmanship is too accurate. We've lost a lot of people... Why don't we start a fire! Burn them to death just the same! "

"Bullshit!" Can you identify a body that was burned to death by fire? " The French Army Squad Leader was so angry that he shouted, "I still don't know the faces of those officials. If you don't put your head in front of them to identify, they will not admit it!"

"They even dare to embezzle military merits, not to mention such a bounty! Did you cut off the head just now? " The group of villagers quickly pointed at the village entrance behind them. The heads had already been placed on top of the short wall, forming a long line.

The French squad leader blinked his eyes as he tried to think of a solution. Fire attacks were definitely impossible, and relying on explosives to blow up could also be dangerous. These corpses were proof of appreciation.

Did he have to rely on human life to attack? At the same time, the reinforcements from the surrounding villages also arrived. The entire barn was surrounded by more than a hundred and fifty people, and the probability of Blanqui breaking out of the encirclement became lower and lower.

When it was just past noon, the class rep's eyes suddenly lit up. "Haha, it seems like we won't be able to get away with this bounty …" I can do it again! "

The soldiers and the villagers were gathered together to talk secretly, and then they immediately began to move. Blanqui, who was in the barn, knew at a glance that things were not going well.

"This is bad!"

This was the Severn Mountains, and the terrain was gradually rising. The barn was on a sloping platform, and the surrounding hills were covered with grape fields.

What were the villagers doing now? They began to pile stones on the rise of the barn, collecting stones of all sizes and carrying them to the top of the hill.

"They are going to smash us to death! They're gonna smash us to death... "No, I want to negotiate with them, I want to negotiate with them when we open the door!"

"Teacher is too dangerous, let's go!"

"None of you can do it. They won't believe it. I'm the only one who came forward to negotiate …" Just say that Blanqui is here, and request to negotiate with the other party's superior! "Go shout …"

In the nick of time, a civilian pushed open the door of the barn and beat on his white shirt as he shouted, "Negotiate! The leader of the commune, Mr. Blanqui, has requested to negotiate with you and has sent someone to talk to you … "

"We have two thousand francs in cash. As long as you agree to negotiate with us, we can share it with you …" After saying that, the officer placed a money bag on the ground in front of the entrance of the barn and looked at him warily.

Two thousand francs shook the poor guy across from him, and the squad leader slapped the back of one of the villagers' head, "Fire attack?" Explosives? Damn it, I didn't expect them to have money on them, right? What if it burned up? "It's even attacking with fire …"

That veteran was also a scoundrel on the battlefield, he didn't need any protection so he just casually walked up to the door of the barn and picked up the money bag.

When he opened it, he found a portion of the gold coins inside, along with rolls of franc notes. Fortunately, there were no fire attacks, or they would have to be burned.

Blanqui appeared at the entrance of the barn in a flash and said calmly, "Good courage, you came alone, aren't you afraid that we'll capture you as a hostage?"

The old soldier's eyebrows jumped three times, and the scar on his forehead looked extremely ferocious. "Hostages?" "It's up to you. I've been fighting for my entire life, and I'm just a bloody mess. Why would I be afraid of such a small matter?"

Sha of Crimea is much more vicious than you. When have I ever been afraid of him? Just tell me what you want to talk about! "

Blanqui slightly nodded his head, "I didn't expect that you would be a veteran who fought Crimean War before. From the looks of it, you should be only around ten years old back then … You are a warrior of the nation, and I salute you! "

After saying that, Blanqui actually nodded his head and bowed slightly!

The old soldier was stunned. "You think I'm a warrior?" [Didn't you all scold His Majesty the Emperor for his militaristic prowess?]

Blanqui shook his head: "Don't say it like that, you just heard a bad rumour about us … We have an objection to the Crimean War, and say that the war spent too much on it, and wasted too much research, education, and people's livelihood … "It's just that!"

"We are in awe of the military's glorious overseas actions, every single soldier on the battlefield is a hero, you guys have made the France famous, we can only admire you!"

"What we don't approve of is the French Emperor's wrong strategic plan. We spent too much money on that war and the one who received the most benefits in the end is the United Kingdom … "In terms of strategy, we've made some mistakes, and that's all we're attacking!"

The old veteran frowned and said, "I don't understand those great truths, I just want to ask you, what are you going to talk about today?" "For the sake of these two thousand francs, I will give you a chance to speak!"