The black soldiers boarded the ship happily.

Two small cargo ships, only about 2,000 tons in size.

The most amazing thing is that these are Italian cargo ships. They do not belong to the Ming Navy, but are employed by the Ming Navy.

Li Xiu put down his telescope and watched the two ships leaving one after the other.

"The destroyers have been ordered to sink them far from the coast.

The attack will be carried out during the day to ensure that no one is left alive."

Chen Laohu stood behind Li Xiu and reported.

"Is the island cleaned up?"

"It's clean. They have swept through the entire island of Corsica. There must not be a single living person left.

Those black people are finished, and no one will know about it."

"What's that colonel's name?"

"Marini!"

"He sent it away?"

"yes!

The destroyer will send him to the Middle East, and from now on he will be the leader of the Foreign Legion.

I have already sent a report to Sun Zhijie, and Sun Zhijie said thank you, Second Master."

"The troops in the Middle East cannot be mobilized. This is a no-brainer.

Those Ottoman Empire troops were so useless that they were beaten to a pulp by the Kurds.

What do the Kurds have? Just those broken guns and cannons given by the Israelis?

Waste!" Li Xiu cursed angrily.

In order to defend Basra and the surrounding oil fields, the Ming Dynasty had no choice but to deploy a large number of troops in the Middle East.

This also led to a serious shortage of troops in the Mediterranean region. If Li Xiu was given ten more marine divisions, he would dare to attack Monaco.

But now the problem is no, Li Xiao is not allowed to recruit foreign mercenaries on a large scale.

It is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, and now it is difficult for Li Xiu to make a general without soldiers.

Adding more troops to Sun Zhijie can also slow down the marines in Sun Zhijie's hands as quickly as possible.

One or two divisions are also good!

"It's so cheap for Sun Zhijie. If we weren't afraid that these people would be difficult to control after following the French for many years, we would have kept them for ourselves."

“Corsica’s location is very good, and from now on it will be the Crete of the Western Mediterranean.

Originally, I wanted to occupy Sicily.

What a pity!

There are too many Italians in Sicily, and the Italians are considered the mildest among Europeans.

Brother, don't let me do that!

If there is no other option, just go to Corsica.

We occupied Napoleon's hometown and used it as a base for our Ming army. If we tell anyone about it, it will bring shame on the French."

"Yes! If you don't want to turn this place into Crete, you don't have to kill all the people here."

"never mind!

Deploy engineering troops to build airship landing sites, airports, and expand docks and roads here.

By the way, check out what minerals there are here.

The military budget is tight, so it would be good to get some minerals to make tooth sacrifices and provide some benefits to the brothers."

"Promise!" Chen Laohu quickly agreed.

"Since Corsica is already occupied by us, there is no need for so many warships to block it around.

Let’s take the Kunlun Mountains, Changbai Mountains, and Tianshan to see the French coast.”

"Second Master, we don't have marines, let's go to the French coast...!"

"It's not like we're going to fight, or we're going to visit the French coast.

Let’s go shooting!

I heard that the French Mediterranean Fleet also has seven or eight destroyers.

Because we are afraid, we hide in the harbor!

This is not possible. There can only be one maritime force in the Mediterranean, and that is our Ming Navy.

Is it okay to hide in the harbor?

Hide in the harbor and kill them too."

Chen Laohu curled his lips. This was obviously because he didn't have an army, so he took advantage of his weak navy.

It seems that the second master is very resentful!

Li Xiu's words were the highest order. The main force of the Ming Navy participating in the siege of Corsica quickly assembled off the coast of France.

Today's main force of the Ming Dynasty's navy already has thirty-five destroyers, three cruisers, and three battleships...

And the powerful naval power of three aircraft carriers!

This power can make any country in the world fearful!

In this era, all the naval forces in the world combined cannot defeat this naval fleet.

The fleet sailed along the French coast all night, and finally arrived outside the French port of Marseille at 10:06 the next morning.

The seven destroyers of the French Navy could only hide in the harbor and tremble.

"Second Master, we are almost at the port. We are afraid of mines on the waterway. Our ships can stop in the open sea!"

Chen Laohu looked at Li Xiu helplessly. The minesweeper could not clear the mines in a short while.

The traditional method of using ships to load stones and increase the draft is not feasible.

There is no way, the draft of battleships and aircraft carriers is too deep.

Even if a battleship is thick-skinned and a mine carrying hundreds of kilograms of explosives is used, it is enough to drink a pot.

"How many kilometers is it from the port now?" Li Xiu looked at the chart. During the honeymoon period between the Ming Dynasty and France, the Port of Marseille was the main port for receiving supplies from the Ming Dynasty.

Daming was very familiar with the waters here, and even helped build some of the harbor facilities.

The Ming warships also docked at this port more than once.

No one expected that just a few years later, the Ming warship would appear in this sea area again, just to fight.

"Eighty-five kilometers."

"The minesweeper starts sweeping mines!" After Li Xiu gave an order, he began to study the chart.

At noon, Paul, the commander of the Marseille city defense, was having lunch.

Today's lunch is particularly sumptuous because today is the thirtieth anniversary of his and his wife's wedding.

It is precisely because of this that he did not go to the office but stayed at home with his wife.

The door to the restaurant was almost pushed open, and a staff officer stumbled in.

"What are you doing?" Paul looked at the flustered and rude staff member fiercely.

"Commander, it's bad. The Ming Dynasty fleet has been discovered in the open sea!" The staff officer was panting and could not stand at attention.

"The Ming Dynasty fleet? How many are there?" Paul stood up in shock, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Marseille is not far from Corsica, and news of the fall of Corsica has spread.

Although the Foreign Legion has mediocre combat effectiveness and is not looked down upon by the French military, it is still an army of 200,000 people!

In just two months, Commander Haig committed suicide, and the deputy commander surrendered with his troops.

Paul has been praying, hoping that the damn Ming Dynasty people will not have plans for Marseille.

At least, the people of Ming Dynasty will arrive later.

But I didn't expect that the people from Ming Dynasty would call so quickly.

He looked helplessly at the cross above the fireplace. It seemed that God was not on his side.

"Sound the alarm! Distribute ammunition and prepare everyone for combat." Paul only panicked for a few seconds and immediately calmed down.

Since I can't escape, I'll just do it.

Anyway, this place is different from Corsica. Corsica is surrounded by the Ming Dynasty's superior navy, and not even a rabbit can escape.

But Marseille is different. It is backed by a railway that leads directly to the industrial area of ​​Paris.
To be continued...