Two unscrupulous old guys are fighting for a share of tank equipment next year on Changxing Island in Liaodong. Far away in Europe, there is a gloomy mist. The haze of war seems to have descended overnight on this land that has just ended the war a few years ago.

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Napoleon was so anxious that he wanted to hang himself, and Frederick the Great sighed all day long. Gossip news about Zheng Sen's assassination spread throughout Europe.

Zheng Sen, who was in a coma, knew nothing about any of this. He was living a very difficult life in a dreamland. This was almost a world of monsters. There were guys with long legs, long feet, and long hands everywhere who wanted to entangle him and cut him off.

One after another came endlessly, as if they were trying to tie him to death. Those damn arms were like leather strips, crawling over from the ground like snakes, grabbing his ankles and not letting go.

After slashing for a long time, he still didn't finish. He looked down and saw that there were countless severed hands hanging on his feet. Every step he took was very difficult. Before his arms could crawl over, Zheng Sen took the knife and cut himself.

The broken arms on the legs were cut off one by one. One of the cuts actually hit himself, which was very painful. Zheng Sen was so angry that he shouted loudly.

After calling out, I realized that those guys with long arms, legs, and feet had been scared away by me. I was so proud that I dragged my knife on the bumpy road. There was no sun or moon in this damn place.

The entire sky is just that fish-belly white in the morning light. You can't tell whether it's morning or dusk.

Strange thing, I actually saw Mr. Ao. The old guy was sitting on a tank, parading in a majestic manner. Mr. Man was riding in an armored vehicle, with an unhappy expression on his face.

Listening to Ao Ye's "ouch" and "ouch" cries was simply painful to the ears.

He had the courage to ask him to stop singing, but this guy didn't seem to be able to hear it, and he still went his own way. He didn't want silver coins, gold coins, or piles of banknotes. Zheng Sen shouted angrily: "You fucking

What on earth are you going to do?”

The world suddenly became quiet. Zheng Sen thought that his voice seemed to be very effective in dealing with these messy things, so he decided to sing. He could not remember many songs, so he sang Japanese children's songs from his childhood.

Light the lantern and dye the full moon red

Wave your sleeves like fluttering wings of a butterfly

Dancing steps, opening a gorgeous feast

Let the night, let the world, pave the way for this moment

Waiting for the lush branches and leaves to pour down, the moonlight is like snow

Listen to ritual music, step on the drums, and watch the clothes swirling around

Waiting for the lingering green smoke to spread, and the hem of the red dress

Tossing and turning this night, I can't sleep, it's tender and affectionate

A dance that stirred the heartstrings

Candlelight flickers on and off

The flying flowers set off your smile, which is dazzling

Obsession turns into a butterfly and kisses you between your eyebrows

This night, beside you is my paradise

The accumulated love blooms tonight

Extremely bright, attracting butterflies

Flower-flipping game, traveling through the darkness

Kiss and farewell, love and thoughts, all living beings are in love

Watch the lights swaying, turning on and off, the bustling world

Hidden, stirring, desire is venting

Look at the crowds of people, gathering, and chaos on the streets

Blooming flowers can inevitably blind your eyes

A smile arouses desire

The excitement of the crowd

...!

I was tired from singing, and then I remembered that I was dreaming. No, I had to go back. Before I fell asleep, I remembered that I seemed to have jumped into the river, but it seemed that there was no water around. Where is this? This place is not very special.

It’s big, but I walked for a long time and still couldn’t find the exit. Damn it, what kind of place is this? It’s okay to give me a road sign.

This is a nightmare. Zheng Sen knows that he is trapped in a dream. Damn it, the knife is useless. It has turned into a wooden stick, which is very similar to the bamboo sword he used when he practiced kendo in Fukushima when he was a child. He sighed.

.I had no choice but to sit on the sand and gravel holding a wooden stick and rest for a while.

A choking smell suddenly entered my nostrils. It was a smell that I couldn't tell what it was. Anyway, it rushed into my brain like an electric shock.

Zheng Sen suddenly opened his eyes, and a guy with a bun appeared in front of him.

"What place is this?" Zheng Sen's voice was weak.

"Wake up! Wake up!" Deafening cheers came from the ward.

Dean Paul clenched his fists excitedly and hugged a strangely dressed gypsy tightly.

He didn't expect that the guy who had tried his best to save his life would be awakened by the gypsy's incense therapy.

Accident! Accident!

Miracle! Miracle!

"Go and report to His Majesty the Emperor that the Orientals are awake." Paul ordered at the door, and the royal guards ran out, got on their horses and went straight to the palace.

"Where am I?" Zheng Sen asked in a sleepy voice as his head hurt due to the noise from a group of people.

Everyone around seemed to be talking, and they seemed to be celebrating something. Their clothes looked very similar to the doctors of the Ming Dynasty. But I couldn’t understand a word of what they were saying. Zheng Sen knew a little bit of French and a little bit of English. But

Zheng Sen’s German is very good!

The reason why he can speak German is because he learned medical skills from Tang Ruowang when he was a child.

"Where am I?" Zheng Sen asked again, but this time it was in German.

"Oh God! He can actually speak German. You are in Magdegeburg. How do you feel about your health now?" Paul was very surprised that this patient from the East could actually speak German.

I quickly asked the patient where he still felt uncomfortable.

Zheng Sen's hearing recovered somewhat, but he only heard Magdegeburg. Searching hard in his mind, it seemed that Tang Ruowang had heard of this place, as if it was a castle in Prussia.

Prussia?

Why are you in Prussia? Aren't you in Paris?

Now Zheng Sen is full of questions, and no one can help him answer them. The guy with a head of white hair has been asking about his body, and he has no idea about the questions he asked.

But soon, someone who could answer his question arrived.

He was poured some milk and some soup from unknown meat. His stomach felt warm and fuzzy, which made Zheng Sen feel a lot more comfortable.

Every joint in my body hurts, especially my right chest.

Perhaps it was because I hadn't eaten for a long time, and I didn't have any strength in my body. Even speaking became a heavy physical labor.

After the meal, Zheng Sen closed his eyes. What his ancestors said about closing your eyes and resting your mind is actually very reasonable. Closing your eyes can indeed make you more energetic.

However..., this didn't seem to be very effective for Zheng Sen. Because Zheng Sen's eyes were closed... and he fell asleep.

When I woke up, I didn't know whether it was day or night. Anyway, there were candles burning in the room, and the light was not very bright. An old European man with a majestic face was sitting in front of Li Xiao's hospital bed, holding a book and reading.

"Water!" Zheng Sen muttered. Since he knew he was in Prussia, Zheng Sen simply spoke German.

"Water? Oh!" The old man picked up a glass of honey water from the bedside table next to the hospital bed, stirred it twice and fed Zheng Sen with a spoon.

The old man's movements were clumsy and his hands were a little shaky. Zheng Sen's mouth and neck were all sticky. Finally, the old man fed him more water with a spoonful of water, causing Zheng Sen to choke.

Seeing Zheng Sen coughing violently, the old man hurriedly ran out to call a nurse. He commanded an army of millions, and he had never served anyone to drink water. Before that, others had been waiting for him.

The nurse came, she was a blonde beauty. Especially her breasts, God, they were so... rough.

But when he saw the golden hairs on the beauty's arms, Zheng Sen withdrew his eyes.

The nurse cleaned up very carefully, even wiping Zheng Sen's chest and ears with warm water. She also thoughtfully asked Zheng Sen if he wanted to pee.

Zheng Sen shook his head, he really couldn't pee now. Especially asking a beautiful woman to pee, this was simply an insult.

After seeing the nurse go out, the old man came to Zheng Sen's window again.

"Hello, Zheng Sen. You can call me Bismarck. I'm glad you came to Magdegeburg, and I'm even more glad that you are gradually recovering." Bismarck looked at Zheng Sen and smiled like a child.

It can be seen that he is really happy. He is so happy from the bottom of his heart!

"I am also very happy to see you, Your Excellency the Prime Minister, rather than to see the God you believe in." Zheng Sen was a little helpless. It seemed that he was wandering around in the gate of hell.

"Yes! We are all very happy. If you really die in Magdegeburg, it will cause a big war. Many people will die! Don't worry, our protection of you is much better than the French. You know this

Don't worry!" In order to protect Zheng Sen, Bismarck even mobilized the Swiss Guards, the most loyal to His Majesty the Emperor.

In Europe, the reputation of the Swiss Guard is unparalleled. The Pope's safety is protected by them. Royal families in various European countries have also cultivated their own Swiss Guards.

To be precise, the Swiss Guard are actually mercenaries.

But these mercenaries are very professional. No matter who hires them, they will do their duty.

"Thank you, Prime Minister. My disappearance must be a long story. Before I understand this story, could you please inform the French. I think Napoleon must be going crazy with anxiety now." Because he is weak.

, Zheng Sen spoke in a very soft voice.

"No problem, we will inform the French as soon as possible. You don't know that Paris has been under martial law because of your matter. I heard that Napoleon's Praetorian Guards have arrested more than 2,000 people. Just as you said, Napoleon is about to die.

Crazy." Bismarck had a childlike smile on his face.

The relationship between Prussia and France is not good. In the last war, both sides suffered heavy casualties. Bismarck was happy to see Napoleon anxious!

In the past, Zheng Sen's life and death were uncertain, so Bismarck tried his best to cover up the news about Zheng Sen. Now that Zheng Sen is alive, he can naturally tell the French in a loud voice that your distinguished guest is now in Prussia. It is also good to show the face of the French!

Moreover, Bismarck believed that Zheng Sen was an important figure in the relationship between Prussia and Ming Dynasty.

"I am very grateful to Prussia for saving his life. When I return to the Ming Dynasty, both the Zheng family and my teacher, the Generalissimo, will repay Prussia." Zheng Sen also knew in his heart what Bismarck was planning.

"What you have to do now is to rest in peace and recuperate. You don't have to worry about anything else." Bismarck looked at the Oriental with a smile. He felt that this kid was an informed and interesting guy.

At least talking can make Bismarck feel very close to him. It seems that this guy is about the same age as Duke William, but he does not have Duke William's aloof and arrogant temperament.
Chapter completed!