Chapter 304

How long is seven days?

This should be a time scale, but it is only a space unit in front of the Prussian and Austrian coalition forces.

In seven days, the coalition forces organized [-] people to rush to the French border, and only encountered sporadic resistance, which was not worth mentioning. Strong horses and cavalry could crush these mobs.So far, the coalition forces have been advancing like a broken bamboo.

It was not until the army was one day away from the French capital Paris that the coalition forces stopped for a while, and they planned to take another rest.

"According to what you said, the city of Paris is within a day's journey?"

The man holding the reins of the horse held down his saber. He is the commander of the Prussian-Austrian coalition this time, Tate.Even though he is 60 years old, his falcon-like eyes are shining with cunning, and the tall Germanic features make Tate's face more determined.

When he laughed, it was even more intimidating, "Hehe, this local man has worked so hard for you to lead us all the way."

"Hey, it doesn't matter, it's a matter of little effort." The beggar nodded and bowed.

With a ding, Tate popped out a silver coin, but he didn't follow it, and immediately threw himself on the ground to pick it up.

"Thank you, master, for the reward."

"I want to ask you something: In the past seven days, the logistics supply of my army has been getting slower and slower. Now it has been two days late and even lacks the rations of the army. Is there any village here that can supply it?"

The beggar's face changed, he knew what the general meant by "finding a village"...

However, my family members were all beaten to death by noble servants for not paying the land rent, so it is no big deal to be alone.

"Half a day's journey to the northwest, there is a village with a size of 500 people."

"understood."

Tate flicked his horsewhip and led a large army of 40,000 people to march forward on the land of France, passing by the unkempt beggars.

After a few steps, the adjutant followed on horseback.

"Sir, I have dealt with that beggar."

"Hmph, there are such leading parties everywhere in France. There is no reason why such a country should not be destroyed. Even a commoner has no dignity at all. I can't imagine how decent this country is. Sadly, the people of France are living in dire straits. In this war, they will just stand by and will not stop the pace of our army."

"By the way, I have brought back your silver coin, sir." The adjutant handed it over respectfully.

Tate weighed the silver coin and suddenly chuckled.

"Judas sold Jesus alone for thirty silver coins, and I asked him to sell 500 people for one silver coin..."

On the territory of France, the coalition forces galloped aggressively, a large force of 40,000 people slapped all the Gauls in the face.However, France chose to remain silent.

On the contrary, in Europa Continent, all the streets and alleys are paying attention to this invasion.

It's very simple. From the perspective of the monarchy, what France did was deviant and despicable.In order to stifle the fruits of the Great Revolution, they did not hesitate to intervene armed. Although Britain and other countries did not send troops directly, they all kept pushing behind the coalition forces and shouted for the united front.

Moreover, the old forces also know that this is the best time to kill them. Joan of Arc only occupies Paris, and the fruits of the revolution have not blossomed everywhere. France does not belong to this person yet.

Otherwise, it will be too late when the colonies of the Gallic rooster all over the four oceans and seven continents react, when the second largest fleet at sea swears allegiance, and when the governors of various places return a scepter with tribute.

Take advantage of the present, hurry up, hurry up and extinguish this spark.

In addition to the large-scale invasion of the coalition forces, the verbal criticisms of the monarchies have not stopped, and even the French newspapers have changed their attitudes 180 degrees:

[The witch from Orleans will be punished by the gods! 】

[The disgusting ogre king has occupied Paris! 】

[The despicable and shameless thief will lead the whole of France to its end! 】

The headlines of these reports can be seen, although it is not stated clearly, everyone knows that it refers to Jeanne Darc.

Those people who evacuated Paris did not speak out, those great thinkers who felt the Declaration of Human Rights did not speak out, and those governors stationed abroad who cared about their homeland for the country and the people did not speak out. The hero took the devil.

And such a report is now on the desk of the person concerned.

Snapped!

Asuna slapped the newspaper in her hand vigorously.

"It's just too deceiving, a double-faced media."

Joan of Arc stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror next to the desk, and was carefully arranging her clothes. The white military-style suit embellished the tall and straight figure of the blond girl, with a heroic posture and a dignified appearance.

She nodded in satisfaction at the mirror, and said with a smile, "In fairy tales, the magic mirror will flatter the evil queen. The so-called media is just serving the winners. We can treat it with a normal heart now."

"However, propaganda is part of this war. Isn't this being attacked to its weakness!"

"Then let's talk according to our ability!"

Just as Joan finished speaking, there was a knock on the office door.

"Please come in."

A young girl with a big satchel came in. Her black hair was tied into a single ponytail, and her big blue eyes were flickering.She bowed slightly, pressing the brown pumpkin hat on top of her head.

"Consul Jeanne Darc, Marshal Stacia, good morning, I am Pauline Bonaparte, a war correspondent for the Journal de Seine."

"It's not peaceful here now, but it's really brave to let you come from afar."

"The responsibility lies."

Jeanne went up to shake the girl's hand.

She winked at Asuna, and the chestnut-haired girl immediately understood that this was a very important interview.

After Gandi's live broadcast accident, Asuna already had a psychological shadow on public interviews, and she didn't want to meet even a newspaper reporter.What's more, interviewing is not an area of ​​expertise for me, and staying here is also in the way.

There is no problem with military deployment, let's take a look at the Palace of Versailles, I haven't been to the collection area yet...

Asuna closed the door and left, only Hayasaka Ai and the reporter girl were left in the room.

Paulina rolled her eyes, glanced at the newspaper on the table, and immediately asked, "Your Excellency, what do you think of these reports?"

Joan leaned leisurely on the office chair and raised her head.

"If these reports will become your reference, I really have to carefully consider the wording."

What an eloquent answer!

Paulina admired secretly in her heart. Few people in this era know how to respond to reporters' harsh questions. I didn't expect Joan to see her tricks instead. She is worthy of being a great orator.

"Journal de Seine adheres to an objective and independent standpoint, and our original intention is only to maintain the ideological achievements of the Enlightenment."

"Then let's move on to the first question: Regarding Switzerland, Luxembourg, and the Kingdom of Sardinia calling on France to stop the protests, what's your response from the Consul?"

Jeanne sneered.

"Let me be blunt, they don't know what a fight is, because they don't have a history—"

Chapter 305

Paulina's eyes lit up, and she took out a pen from her arms to signal Joan to continue talking.

Ai Hayasaka pointed to several portraits in the room. They were all the former owners of this office, or the giants left in the history of France, as if overlooking this era together.

She said loudly, "Did you see that France is a great country with a long history. When we look back, there was the Mergovin Dynasty that defeated the Western Roman Empire, Charlemagne swept Europe and crowned the Pope, and the Sun King Louis XIV was a lawless man." Fight for national prestige."

"How many of France's own heroes are worthy of the admiration of the Gauls, and are there such great men in those tiny places?"

"Paris under your feet originated from the Ile de la Cité in BC. In the 2000th century A.D., the Romans gave it the name 'Parisgi' as its origin. Since the [-]th century A.D., it officially became the capital of the Kingdom of France. Up to now, there have been more Than [-] years of history, looking at the entire continent of Europa, there are few such thick years."

"The Gauls, their ancestors have been glorious. They are qualified to put forward the slogan of 'Great Rejuvenation', have their own pride, and have a dignity that those countries whose history is only a short span of time do not have. The land under our feet is the place where our ancestors have cultivated for generations , we won't give up—"

Joan spoke in a very soft voice, she didn't show her contagious oratory skills, she was just telling a story in a straightforward manner.

Paulina couldn't help but stop taking notes...

She clearly saw a bard telling the poems of the years. In Joan's description, a great country was unveiled, starting and standing on the banks of the Seine.

Time flies, but we are still here.

"Gauls, the ancestors had a good time..." Paulina chewed on the deep taste, nodded, "This can be the title."

The black-haired girl with a single ponytail looked down at the interview script she had recorded, her slender hands trembling slightly, and she suddenly realized that what Joan of Arc said was so impactful.

I am also a Gaul, I will be proud of this, and I will be sad for the broken mountains and rivers.Living in this land where I was born and raised, how can I not hope that she will be prosperous and prosperous? Isn’t patriotism as natural as a child’s love for his mother...

"Would you like a cup of coffee?"

Joan of Arc's question interrupted the girl's thoughts, and Paulina was stunned and drank the steaming coffee in one gulp.

"Wow - it's hot!"

Paulina subconsciously shook the cup away, and it was about to spill on the skirt!

Ai Hayasaka caught it with quick eyes and hands, and handed it steadily to the girl whose face was blushing because of her gaffe. The gentlemanly demeanor who bowed slightly had the aura of a reliable maid.

"If coffee is not your thing, there is good tea."

"No, I like coffee very much."

Faced with the traverser's natural reassurance, Paulina of course gave a kind response.

However, she will not realize that Joan of Arc, who is the subject of the interview, has become more and more in control of the initiative, and the oppressive feeling of the secret room effect is lingering. It is not clear who is sitting here under the pressure of being asked questions.

In modern media, the interviewees are naturally in a passive position, and they often do not use closed room conversations. There must be a third party present, which in itself is a means to maintain freedom of the press.However, there was no relevant media theory in the 18th century. Travelers were like experienced hunters who had compiled countless mechanisms to drive reporters to direct topics to their own advantage.

Pauline Bonaparte was far behind her descendants who turned black and white.

"Ahem, let's get back to the topic." The black-haired girl rearranged her notebook, "As we all know, you have already evacuated civilians, but why didn't you evacuate yourself? For example, it is completely possible to remotely command the defense of Paris. What is the reason for this?" ?"

Jeanne shook her head.

"I am the first ruler of the French Republic. It is my duty to stick to Paris. On the contrary, I need a reason to leave."

"However, there is news that the combined forces of Austria and Prussia have reached 5000 elite troops, while the total number of defenders in Paris is less than [-] people. What... are you going to use to defend the city?"

Journalists should not be asking such questions.

But Paulina wanted to know the answer, she didn't want to see the spark of the Revolution snuffed out.Can Joan of Arc turn the tide again?

"Military secrets, do not disclose."

"Okay." The girl is also a sensible person, so I moved on to the next question, "Many military commentators in China said that the defense of Paris would be bloody, and the damage caused would be too great to give up. What's your opinion on this?" "

Joan frowned, a look of anger appeared on her face.

"Who are these capitulators who are talking about, and what are their names? The whole country is united and united, and these guys are actually throwing cold water." Joan said murderously, "My answer is 'yes', definitely There will be rivers of blood, and the blood of the enemy plus these capitulators!"

Polina was deeply shocked by the iron and blood rushing towards her face, and her soul trembled.

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