If the Ming Dynasty dares to attack from here, reinforcements and various supplies will be continuously sent through the railway.

The shrill siren sounded. When the citizens on the street heard the siren, they looked at each other blankly, not knowing what was happening.

Until the police looked like they were being chased by wolves, blowing whistles and holding batons, calling people to go home.

"The Ming Dynasty attacked?"

"Oh God! The Ming people are here, what should we do?"

"I heard that Corsica was occupied and everyone on it was killed."

"I have met people from Ming Dynasty, and people from Ming Dynasty are not bad."

"Shh...! You can't talk like that, you will be arrested by the secret police."

"Mom, I'm scared!"

The panicked people returned home with uneasy hearts.

The men were working hard to strengthen the door, and the only window in the house had long been closed.

Fortunately, there is only one window in the house.

These days, even windows have to pay window tax.

Poor families have no choice but to reduce the number of windows or have no windows to avoid taxes.

The soldiers were driven out of the barracks like frightened donkeys and swarmed towards the coastal positions.

These coastal positions have been reinforced many times and have now become reinforced concrete fortresses.

Most bunkers can withstand direct attack from 120mm artillery.

Having so many and extremely strong bunkers gave Paul the confidence to dare to hold on to the Ming army in Marseille.

While mobilizing troops, Paul sent a telegram to Paris.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, Marshal Murat.

The Ming army has arrived off the coast of Marseille. We will defend Marseille and France with the firmest determination until we are down to one man.

Long live the great Emperor, long live the great France!"

There was not a single word in the telegram about reinforcements, it was all high-pitched hymns.

Paul knew that as soon as the telegram reached Paris, Napoleon and Murat would mobilize reinforcements.

At this time, it is more practical to sing loudly and express your loyalty.

I worked hard all afternoon until dark, but the Ming army didn't come either.

Although the Ming army did not come, the fishing boats that risked their lives to conduct reconnaissance did come back.

Those fishermen swore that the Ming army came in many, many, many big ships.

There is a kind of ship as high as a mountain, and there are so many Ming warships that they almost cover the entire sea.

Paul kicked the obviously frightened bastard away!

No matter how powerful the Ming Dynasty was, their navy could not cover the entire sea.

Fearing that the Ming army would land at night, Paul organized people to start patrolling along the seawall.

The moon tonight is big and round, a silver disk hanging high in the sky, and the moonlight fills the sea and the earth.

The visibility is excellent. With a high-powered telescope, you can see the navigation mark 20 kilometers away from the coast.

Paul didn't think that with such good visibility, the Ming army would come for a sneak attack.

But he didn't dare to relax, after all, all the Ming army's landings were carried out at night.

These people just don't like fair and aboveboard battles.

After being nervous for half a night, Paul's eyelids trembled, but he still held on.

Another half of the night passed, and it was already past four in the morning, and it would be daylight in less than an hour.

But there was not even a single Ming warship visible on the sea.

Paul was so sleepy that he fell on the camp bed in the command post and snored loudly after only two minutes.

Not only him, but also the French army, who had been preparing for battle and waiting all night, were all very sleepy in the early morning.

At 4:45 in the morning, a strange sound suddenly sounded in the sky.

It was like countless flies flying over, and everyone was confused. There was no way flies could make such a loud noise.

When I opened my sleepy eyes, I saw no trace of Ming warships on the sea in the distance.

"Listen, what's the sound?"

"Listen to something, God knows what it is. There are no boats on the sea, how could Ming people fly over from the sky."

"Yes! I'm too sleepy. Let's take a nap."

"Oh my God! What do you think that is?"

A soldier pointed in panic at a small black spot in the sky!

The little black dot gradually became larger, not one but a group.

"What is that!"

The soldiers who were awakened looked curiously at the strange things flying in the sky in the distance.

Before this, they had seen flying things, except birds, only airships.

"Report to the commander!"

"Yes, report...!"

That black thing suddenly lowered its height and was almost flying close to the water.

When we were about to approach the warship in the harbor, a dark object fell from above.

Sun Xiang only felt that the fighter plane was light and the torpedo was thrown into the sea.

Holding the control stick tightly with both hands, step on the accelerator and pull the fighter plane into the sky.

The fighter jet roared into the sky, rising so fast that Sun Xiang felt dizzy.

He quickly eased off the accelerator and looked at the altitude gauge. He had already flown to an altitude of three thousand meters.

He tried hard to look down, wanting to see the results of his victory.

Although I felt in my heart that the torpedo would definitely hit, I still wanted to see it with my own eyes.

It was very clear to see from the sky, like a sharp sword on the water line, it hit the French destroyer docked in the harbor.

At the moment it hit the destroyer, a hundred-meter-high water column rose from the water, and huge orange flames flashed followed by thick smoke rising into the sky.

The plane was so noisy that he couldn't hear the explosion.

But at that moment, he felt that he heard the explosion. Not with his ears, but with his heart.

The fighter plane flew in a circle and the torpedo hit the bow of the destroyer.

Almost the entire bow and draft were blown away.

People from the sea are rushing into the destroyer through the huge hole.

Another orange spark exploded, this time hitting the middle of the ship.

The poor French destroyer was almost blown into two pieces.

After being hit by two torpedoes in succession, the destroyer was sinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Torpedoes exploded one after another, and the ships in the harbor were enveloped in billowing smoke.

The Ming army planes arrived quickly, and it was in the early morning when people were most sleepy.

The anti-aircraft artillerymen were all lying around sleeping. They were awakened by the explosion and ran to the artillery position, only to find that the sky was full of airplanes.

The anti-aircraft artillerymen were also stunned because it was their first time seeing an airplane.

This thing flies too fast and is not on the same level as an airship.

Anti-aircraft artillery even had trouble capturing targets!

"Asshole, why don't you fire?" An officer ran over without even wearing a hat.

"Can't hit!" The anti-aircraft artillery soldier was a little aggrieved, wondering what was flying in the sky.

It was flying so fast, how could it possibly be beaten down?

"If you can't beat me, you have to beat me, so hurry up.
Chapter completed!