The cavalry was once a major branch of the French army. The cavalry commander Murat was definitely the pride of the French army. At the same time, he was also one of the best cavalry commanders in the world. Some even commented that he was a Western Mangui.

It is a pity that since the power and accuracy of rifle bullets have increased, the status of the cavalry has been seriously threatened. After the emergence of such a heaven-defying thing as Maxim, the cavalry has officially withdrawn from the stage of history.

Even Man Gui could only patrol the northern border of the Ming Dynasty with his cavalry! The combat mission was closer to maintaining local security than to resisting foreign invasion.

It is estimated that in the French army, cavalry is also a decoration, a pure guard of honor. Otherwise, even if Zheng Sen is killed, I don't believe that the French army can gather tens of thousands of tall horses. This is a huge military expenditure.

This was the first time Zheng Sen saw Napoleon. He had heard that Napoleon was very short. However, after getting off the carriage, Zheng Sen felt that Napoleon was not too short. At least in Zheng Sen's eyes, he should not be much shorter than himself.

"Young friend from the East, nice to meet you." Napoleon came over and gave Zheng Sen a warm hug.

As soon as Napoleon walked, Zheng Sen finally discovered a problem. The great French emperor actually wore a pair of shoes with extremely high heels. This guy was such a thief. No wonder Zheng Sen felt that his height was not much different from his own.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Emperor, before I leave, I, the Grand Marshal of the Ming Dynasty, have asked me to send you my most sincere greetings on his behalf." Zheng Sen said the most useless nonsense in the most sincere tone.

In the evening, Napoleon held a grand welcome dinner for Zheng Sen.

This time, almost all European countries participated in the Paris Peace Conference. Zheng Sen traveled the farthest and was certainly the last to arrive. So at the dinner, Zheng Sen met representatives from almost all participating countries.

Dawson, the representative of the Queen of England, appears to be a very gentleman and always speaks appropriately. But the request he makes will make you want to punch that high bridge of the nose.

The representative of the French was Lucien. He was very busy throughout the dinner. He was dealing with many noble ladies. Looking at the loving way they spoke, he would not believe it if he said there was nothing between him and them. .

The Swedish representative, John, is a tall man with a red beard. This guy’s speech is hard to understand, but his voice is particularly deep. It’s a bit similar to what the Chinese call the sound of gold and stone!

The Danish representative was taller than John. When Zheng Sen thought that this guy was the tallest and strongest guy here, the bear-like Norwegian representative strolled over with a wine glass in his hand.

The Zheng family started out as a maritime merchant and had seen many blond and blue-eyed guys like this. This is why Li Xiao asked him to serve as the Minister of Honglu Temple. But today, Zheng Sen has met all kinds of people.

The blond and blue-eyed one is already quite familiar!

There are also people with black hair and blue eyes, red hair and black eyes. The men basically have a big beard, and the women's clothes are even more revealing.

Bai Huahua's breasts were just exposed, making people dizzy. What's even more exaggerated is that everyone's skirts were held up like umbrellas.

Zheng Sen feels that the advantage of this skirt is that it can maintain the distance between people.

The smell of wine at the cocktail party was not too strong, but the smell of perfume was very strong. Especially after these yellow-haired monsters, red-haired monsters, and black-haired monsters started dancing, the smell of perfume became even stronger.

Zheng Sen was dealing with one representative after another, each of whom wanted to take advantage of the fact that the Paris Peace Conference had not yet started to put forward their demands. Today, the unlucky Russia was like a pig waiting to be slaughtered, being cleaned and put on the meat table.

People cut it off piece by piece.

"We in Denmark want to have Norgrove. If we have Norgrove, we are willing to send troops to attack Russia." The red-bearded Danish representative, who was rugged in appearance, made such a simple and direct request.

"About Norgrove, how about we discuss it alone at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon?" Zheng Sen gave a polite smile.

"Thank you! I hope the meeting with you will be successful." The Danish representative nodded. He did not expect to get things done at this kind of banquet. This time he came to make an appointment with Zheng Sen!

What's more, there are so many representatives from other countries around me.

Just after dealing with the Danish representative, I met the dark-haired Italian representative.

"Sir, I would like to make an appointment with you to discuss."

"Okay, we can have lunch together tomorrow at noon."

“Looking forward to meeting you!”

Soon, representatives from various countries gathered around Zheng Sen like a shark that only smelled the smell of blood. Then they got the meeting time given by Zheng Sen and left happily.

"Damn it! The commander-in-chief has long said that he would set up an embassy in Paris, but he still hasn't done it yet. Otherwise, these things would have been arranged long ago." Thinking of this, Zheng Sen said to his former minister of Honglu Temple, Sun Ruyou.

Deep resentment.

Li Xiao has long proposed to send ambassadors to other countries. One is to protect the interests of overseas Ming merchants, the other is to spy on the country's intelligence, and the third is to communicate with the government of that country on behalf of the Ming court.

Sun Ruyou, that old bastard, just refused to do anything. The reason he gave was very trivial, that is, these embassies abroad spend a lot of money a year.

And Honglu Temple has no money!

When Zheng Sen told Li Xiao about this matter, Li Xiao's nose almost became angry. This meant that the old bastard was dead, otherwise his fate would not be much better than that of Yang Sichang.

After dealing with envoys from various countries all night, Zheng Sen was so tired that he felt dizzy. But what made him even more troubled was that as the dance lasted longer, the banquet hall was filled with an increasingly strong apocrine smell.

It was a smell that was smelly, but not really smelly. Anyway, as long as I smelled it, I felt disgusting. When the smell became more and more intense in the banquet hall, Zheng Sen had to leave. He was very afraid that he would

It's rude to spit it out!

Napoleon treated Zheng Sen with a high level of hospitality. He even let Zheng Sen live in the Louvre, the palace of the French emperor. This palace on the north bank of the Seine was once home to more than fifty French kings and queens. Until Napoleon came to the throne,

It was just idle here.

Because it is the residence of the king and queen, the Louvre is the most luxurious palace in France, except Napoleon's residence.

The carriage rolled over the stone road. The moonlight was very good today. Through the moonlight, you could clearly see the quietly flowing Seine River.

The Seine River is very wide, and the French are very thieves. They found an island as a transfer station, which doubled the difficulty of building a bridge.

Zheng Sen was helpless because the Yangtze River was also very wide. But there was no such big island near Jinling, so Ming Dynasty had no choice but to build the Jinling Yangtze River Bridge, which was about as wide as both sides of the Yangtze River.

If the bridge is too long and the span is too large, the construction difficulty and requirements will be higher. Daming has spent a huge amount of money on this project, and it has not been completed for three years.

Last time I heard Li Hao come back and say that it would take more money and more time to complete it. At one point, many people gave up hope on the completion of the bridge.

Since ancient times, we have never heard of building a bridge across the Yangtze River.

After asking the tour guide, there is also a monastery and prison on this island. If Li Xiao came here, he would know by looking at the famous bell tower that this monastery should be called Notre Dame de Paris.

As the carriage passed the entrance of Notre Dame de Paris, Zheng Sen suddenly wondered if such an island could be built in the middle of the Yangtze River near Jinling. In this case, the problem of the bridge span being too large would be solved.

Following Zheng Sen's random thoughts, the carriage drove onto the Jena Bridge again.

Through the moonlight, you can see the Louvre with lights shining in the distance.

The King of France is really pitiful. There is no electric light in the palace. Under the moonlight, the huge palace and the crystal pyramid in front of the palace look a bit strange.

It's not like the Ming Dynasty. Starting from the Daming Gate, there are street lights illuminating it at night, making the entire China Street look like daylight.

Even people in the capital can now use electric lights in their homes. Electric lights have actually entered thousands of households, whether they are poor or rich.

No one in the old town uses oil lamps that emit black smoke anymore. As for the new town in Tongzhou, it is even more brightly lit at night. Airships can be easily seen from far away.

The capital also became the city least likely to get lost in the Ming Dynasty!

Accustomed to the prosperity of the capital, even in Paris, the capital of Western fashion, Zheng Sen still has the right to despise the rusticity and backwardness here!

Before coming here, some merchants from the Ming Dynasty said that Paris was pretty good. Only when you get to London will you know what it means to be dirty and messy.

Especially those places in the East End of London, where idle razor gangs roam around all day long. Their lives are not guaranteed at all. For those people, whoever has a strong fist and a gun in his hand is the boss.

There is even a terrifying story about Jack the Ripper circulating in London. Legend has it that every night of the full moon, there will be a crazy knifeman who kidnaps a woman in downtown London. Then, he cuts open the woman's belly and takes out the women.

The internal organs are subjected to evil sacrifices.

Zheng Sen didn't know if there was such a thing in Paris, but from what he had seen so far, it was still a pretty good city. If there were any places in the world that could compare with the capital of the Ming Dynasty, Paris would definitely be among the best.

This has nothing to do with dislike of the British, it's just a personal opinion.

Seeing that the famous Crystal Pyramid was getting closer and closer, Zheng Sen's view of the Louvre became clearer and clearer. The lifelike statues, arched cloisters and Roman columns, and the light of candlelight reflected in the glass windows.

This is indeed a very beautiful building. I think I will live here in the next few months. Zheng Sen feels very lucky!

This time when they came to Paris, the navy's airship kept flying in various cities along the way. Zheng Sen did not bring many people with him, only about twenty people. Among them, there were only twelve bodyguards. The rest were more

Most of them are scribes and gossips.

Now, these people are all in the carriage behind Zheng Sen. Four guards have already arrived at the Louvre and visited the place under the leadership of the French.

The carriage was about to enter the gate of the Louvre when suddenly two gunshots were fired in succession.

Two bullets hit the head of the packhorse that was pulling the cart almost simultaneously. The packhorse's head shattered, and the packhorse immediately gave way with its front hooves and fell to the ground. Being dragged down by the dead horse, the carriage immediately stopped.

The moment the carriage stopped, countless men in black rushed out from the darkness. The men in black in the distance kept shooting at the carriage with rifles, and several men in black ran over crazily.

After approaching the carriage, he rang the explosive bag in his arms, threw it towards the carriage, and then ran back like crazy.

The moment the gun rang out, Zheng Sen pushed open the carriage door and climbed down. Li Xiao said that this trip to Paris may look very beautiful, but in fact it may be very dangerous.

With such a large-scale organization of various countries to jointly attack Russia, it is impossible for the news to leak out! Once the news is leaked, the best way is to kill the Ming envoy, no matter who the envoy is.

According to the Russians' thinking, even if the Ming Dynasty's general comes, the assassination must be successful.

Li Xiao was really guessing. Zheng Sen had just rolled out of the carriage. There were several bullet holes in the wooden door of the carriage. Then Zheng Sen tried his best to lie down on the edge of the stone on the side of the road while cursing these bastards who were shooting black guns.

The bullets "crackled" on the thick wooden boards of the carriage, leaving bullet holes everywhere in the gorgeous carriage.

Blood spurted out from the windows of several carriages. Before Zheng Sen could rejoice, there was a huge explosion that almost made him vomit blood. The strong airflow blew Zheng Sen away in no time.

Fortunately, he jumped out of the carriage smartly. If he had been slower for ten seconds, he would have been blown to pieces by the bomb. Looking at the power of this explosive bag, it was more than enough to destroy such a carriage.

His chest felt tight and his throat felt a little sweet. Zheng Sen couldn't hold it back and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

He lay on the ground and gasped, feeling as if his whole body was falling apart. While gasping for air, he took out the revolver he carried with him.

With the gun in hand, I feel more confident.

After taking a deep breath, Zheng Sen hid behind a marble statue. The huge marble statue should be able to withstand bullets.

Poor Zheng Sen's men, they didn't even have a chance to react before they were hit by bullets flying randomly. Blood spurted out from their bodies, and finally hit the car window, which was shockingly red.

Zheng Sen finally managed to climb behind the marble statue. At this time, he didn't even have a trace of strength in his body, and he couldn't stand up even though he tried several times.

Taiping's life has passed for a long time, and the bones in his body seem to be rusty like iron. Zheng Sen decided that starting from tonight when he goes back, he must practice his martial arts properly.

"Click!" There was a slight sound of footsteps, slowly approaching Zheng Sen. When Zheng Sen heard the footsteps, he was so frightened that he quickly opened his mouth to make it easier to breathe.
Chapter completed!