Napoleon held a telescope and looked at the German positions in the distance.

The German army has already arrived at the city of Paris!

For many French people, France has only two parts: Paris, and places outside Paris.

In history, Paris has never been captured. Because as long as Paris is in danger of being captured, the French will surrender.

War will destroy everything, including exquisite palaces of precious art, and French pride.

The Gaul rooster will not lower its high head even if it is defeated.

"The German front-line troops are already very tired in fighting continuously. Our army should take advantage of the opportunity to launch an attack." Ney looked at the German positions in the distance and said gritting his teeth.

"It is very dangerous to launch an attack now. Our army is very tired when fighting continuously. The most important thing is that our army is now seriously insufficient in supplies." Marshal Neville sighed helplessly.

"McDonald, only your Seventh Army is not hurt, and your Seventh Army is the first to withdraw from Ukraine. If you want to go, you should go first."

"For France, I am willing to shed the last drop of blood, as long as His Majesty the Emperor issues an order." MacDonald did not take the trap.

He was promoted relatively late, and his troops were not as elite as Ney's First Army.

At this time, it is better to speak less.

"Your Majesty, our logistics supply is seriously insufficient. Food, fodder and ammunition are tight!" General Dawu shook his head helplessly.

This is another way of admonition, he does not want Napoleon's landlord to attack suddenly.

The marshal expressed his own opinions, and Ney, who was irritated, was already quarreling with other marshals.

Instead of stopping his subordinates from making noise, Napoleon continued to observe the situation opposite him.

Finally, Napoleon put down his telescope. The marshals who were about to fight immediately stopped quarreling when they saw Napoleon turn around.

Ney glanced at Dawu fiercely, and Dawu also glared back fiercely.

"I decided to launch an attack. If this attack works, we can restore the front line to the French-German border!

If this attack fails, I will surrender to the Germans. As for how the Germans deal with us, it depends on the Germans."

Napoleon's face was grim!

A pair of eyes like hawks and falcons, looking at the marshals under his command.

His eyes swept across the marshals' faces one by one, and finally settled on Lucerne's face.

"Luseleon, I want to know what your adjutant has done to the Germans?" As soon as Napoleon said, Luuseleon seemed to fall into the ice cellar immediately.

"You...You...You...You...You...You...You...You...I..." Luceleon's lips trembled, and he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

"Luseleon, I remember when I was in Egypt, you were a groom." Napoleon said leisurely, walking.

His eyes looked at the sky, as if he had traveled through time and returned to the Egyptian era.

"Yes...yes, your majesty!" Luceleon could hardly stand, and his back was tightly leaning against the trench, as if he wanted to squeeze himself into the soil.

"For so many years, you have gradually changed from a groom to a marshal of the French Empire.

Lüsselion, has France treated you unfairly? Have I treated you unfairly?" Napoleon stared at Lüsselion's eyes tightly.

"Your Majesty! I was wrong, I was wrong, Your Majesty...!" Luceleon fell to his knees and cried bitterly.

"Then why do you betray France and betray me!

What good did the Germans give you? You want to rebel against France." Napoleon suddenly roared.

All the marshals were startled, and even the rough Ney shook his body.

"Your Majesty, I don't think about it either. It's just... just...!"

"Pull down and send Luceleon to the military court for trial." At Napoleon's order, two strong guards immediately came over, pulled Luceleon, who had been limp and left.

Such a thing happened, the marshals stopped talking.

At this time, it has reached the point of life and death. Whoever dares to betray France or Napoleon is the common enemy of everyone.

The marshals know better than anyone else!

If he was still in power in Louis XVI, he would have been completely impossible to become a marshal.

It is even more impossible to have the status today!

At that time, France was the world of aristocrats at all levels. It was difficult for people who were not nobles to be promoted to the sky.

It was Napoleon who promoted them to their current status again and again.

In other words, their souls have already made Napoleon's mark.

When the Germans come, they are the first thing they need to settle.

"The Germans are going to fight, and I will surrender if I lose the battle. It is hard for me to tell what the Germans will do to me.

They might kill me, or exile me, or hand me over to the Ming Dynasty.

Anyway, no matter what, I am very relieved. Because in this life, I have fought with real warriors.

You, my marshals, you are all French warriors.

Let us fight one last time, let us fight one last time for the French nation.”

Napoleon paced again, his eyes swaying back and forth on the marshals' faces.

"His Majesty the Emperor, Ney will follow you to the end. I will definitely die on the battlefield. Please help me find a good coffin.

After I die, let my son continue to fight with His Majesty the Emperor." Ney stood up and roared.

"We are willing to shed all the last drop of blood for His Majesty the Emperor." The marshals also stood up to express their opinions.

At this time, attitude is very important. It is more important than anything!

“I know we are facing a lot of difficulties now. The factory is insufficient to produce and cannot fully supply the front line.

And we have insufficient food, so it is impossible to recruit food from the people anymore. They are already hungry!

But even if there are difficulties, we have to fight for France until the last moment.

If occupied by the Germans, our French will be forbidden. In the future, we can only speak barbaric German, and Paris will become a place where animals will ragtly rag.

Our children will groan in pain under the iron hooves of the invaders. All of this will happen before our eyes.

Gentlemen, for our children and for the future of France, we will fight again and launch another attack on the Germans." Napoleon waved his fists, and at this moment he was no longer short, but very tall.

"For our children, for the future of France." The marshals roared again.

"Okay, everyone, let's prepare. The specific offensive sequence and combat plan will be issued tonight. Each unit must prepare well before the day after tomorrow. Once this attack is launched, we cannot stop.

We will not be able to stop until we re-occupied the French-German border and severely damaged the German army."

Napoleon was a little helpless, and he wanted to fight to Berlin, but his strength was not allowed.

"Yes..." The marshals left one after another and returned to their troops to start their arrangements.

Everyone knows that this is the last battle, and if they win, they will still be the French powerful people.

If they lose, they can only become clowns for Germans to enjoy, or commit suicide by raising a gun.

The final battle, the decisive battle!

"Your Majesty, our supply is still very poor. At this time, we will not only not be able to supply food, but also not even shells and ammunition.

If there is no ammunition on the front line, then...!" Dawu did not leave, and he found that Ney did not leave either.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a long time before Dawu could not express his worries.

"Dawu! Ammunition and food have been disembarked at the Port of Lyon. The first batch of supplies will be transported tomorrow." Napoleon said lightly.

"Tomorrow?" Dawu's eyes lit up, but he soon realized that this was supported by the British.

Damn British people, they are all vampires, so they would not be so kind to support France.

As if seeing Davu’s thoughts, Napoleon sighed and said, “Lah had a very hard negotiation in London, and finally I agreed to the British territorial demands for Caen.

It also agreed that the UK has the right to station troops in other places in France except Paris. In addition, the French government wanted to transfer half of the shares of the French Railway Company.

Also, the British have the right to use Karachi Port in limited use.

Also, France wants to purchase targeted interest-free treasury bonds from the UK, with a repayment period of one hundred years...!

All of this will be guaranteed by France's customs duties." Napoleon said more than a dozen unequal treaties in a row.

Each one is almost a rough trampling on the sovereignty of the French Empire.

Ney's eyes were ignited when he heard it: "Your Majesty, the British are smoking our blood."

Dawu was also furious. If he really did this, France would actually become a colony of England.

"Nei, Davu! I know this is a great damage to France's sovereignty, but I have no choice.

We want to keep Paris and France. Only this path can be taken at this moment!”

"Your Majesty..." Dawu glanced at Nei, then looked at Napoleon and stopped talking.

"Tell me, I don't blame you for anything you say today." Napoleon said softly when he saw Dawu's appearance.

"Your Majesty, I think we have some contact with the Ming Dynasty."
To be continued...