Chapter 876 - 1: France, The Coup of the Month of Fog!
Chapter 876 - 1: France, The Coup of the Month of Fog!
France, Paris, Foggy Month.
As the saying goes, when the world is not yet in chaos, Paris already is; when the world is at peace, Paris is not.
Paris, as a historically revolutionary region, can be said to be the weather vane for the entire European situation. Even the slightest stir in history will prompt an immediate reaction from the passionate people of Paris.
At this moment, on a secret path heading towards Paris.
A team of elite French cavalry is escorting a man with a slim but tight physique, clearly defined facial features, a full forehead, deep-set, sharp eyes, a straight nose, and a determined jawline on his way to Paris.
The man’s facial contours are extremely prominent; if there is any flaw, it is his slightly short stature. However, his riding skill is exceptional, and his agility far exceeds that of ordinary people.
"General."
"We should reach Paris by tomorrow." A French dragoon said excitedly.
Under the protection of these elite French cavalry, the short but sturdy man leading the group gazed deeply in the direction of Paris, saying in a low voice, "Do not be complacent; the Royalist Party’s attempts to intercept us will not end here."
"And those people from Britain absolutely won’t miss the chance to severely wound France."
Napoleon Bonaparte Duncan’s expression was profoundly solemn. Since learning that Britain had secretly dispatched spies to stir up trouble in Paris, he immediately abandoned the frontline French troops and secretly returned to France from Alexandria’s port in Egypt.
The grievances between England and France have a long history, and even if the historical narrative is slightly different, the rivalry between England and France remains a central theme in Western Europe.
Moreover, France’s geographical conditions are truly advantageous.
If Britain wants to possess enough clout in Europe, it cannot avoid France, even if Great Britain inherits the legacy of the Second Roman Empire, and the blessings left behind by Your Majesty; the stumbling block before Britain is always France.
At this moment, among the guards beside Napoleon, a clear female voice sounded from the French cavalry. The person dressed in male attire, valiant and spirited, said sternly, "During the American Revolutionary War, France provided significant support, and even single-handedly facilitated the independence of the thirteen North American colonies."
"Now, amid persistent turmoil in Paris, Great Britain’s MI7 will surely seize the opportunity."
"Moreover."
"During the North American Revolutionary War, Big Ben’s forces suffered heavy losses as well."
At this, the woman suddenly paused. While the others might not know, Napoleon Bonaparte Duncan was aware of the insider secrets of the American Revolutionary War. He understood the secrets of the Wizarding World and knew that during the American Revolutionary War, Great Britain faced joint opposition from many mysterious organizations across Europe.
It is said that during that time, the Big Ben Magic Association in Britain even summoned the powerful Heroic Spirits from the period of the Second Roman Empire, yet they were still defeated by numerous American allies. If it weren’t for the British Queen eventually choosing to forgo interests in North America, Big Ben would have even been prepared to summon the legendary Mage Merlin.
This epic battle profoundly altered the landscape of Europe, and the major French Revolution owes a significant part of its roots to this event.
France fell into a mountain of debt from supporting North American independence, directly leading to a financial collapse in France.
This is a typical case of hurting the enemy by a thousand but damaging oneself by eight hundred.
Although the independence of the North American colonies severely weakened Great Britain’s power, it also plunged the whole of France into a mire of financial ruin.
"Watch out!" That female voice suddenly issued a warning.
Bang!
A gunshot rang out.
The next moment, a French cavalryman beside Napoleon fell, shot squarely in the forehead, almost killed instantly; firearms in this era were still in development. Without hesitation, Napoleon sheltered beside his horse, using his excellent riding skills to hide behind the horse, locating the enemy, and then drawing a single-shot pistol.
His personal weapon was rather peculiar–a rare gun sword originally used by nobles for hunting wild boars, with a single-shot small pistol hidden in the hilt.
Bang!
The group of French cavalry immediately sought cover, while Napoleon, upon lifting his head, locked onto a shadow. He swiftly drew his pistol, and the bullet instantly pierced through the enemy’s skull.
His shooting skill was superb, though few knew about it.
"General!"
"There are quite a number of enemies, there should be an ambush ahead."
A French dragoon drew his sword; he was a charging cavalry, with superb swordsmanship and equally skilled in firearms. After glancing at the shadowy figures in the woods, he said with a grave expression, "The enemy is likely over a hundred strong."
He was chosen as the temporary leader of the guards, also the highest in personal strength among the group; only those with high martial capabilities would draw conventional weapons at such critical times.
Hearing this, Napoleon’s expression became solemn. He glanced at the enemies’ position and immediately commanded his guards to occupy favorable terrain; his tactical command ability was very strong. Even facing tenfold opposition, he could rely on the ten-odd guards to hold back the enemy.
But this is only temporary; once their ammo runs out, the enemy will immediately swarm back.
"Are they Royalists?"
"Or people from Great Britain?" someone asked in a puzzled tone.
Their party’s movements were highly secretive, but for some unknown reason, they had been constantly pursued since leaving Egypt. Since leaving Alexandria, Napoleon had faced several assassination ambushes.
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