"This is the Prussian nobleman who suddenly appeared. No trace of his roots can be found. It's very suspicious!"

Inside the palace in Moscow, Lu Zhu handed Li Xiao a photo.

"Although this man has blond hair, he has an Oriental face.

And his eyes are also black. If he darkens his hair, he should be a Ming Dynasty man.

At least he’s a Tatar!”

"Hmm!" Li Xiao looked at the photo and hummed. This person looked really weird.

You can't see the color in the black and white photo, but there is still a difference between black hair and blonde hair.

If you change your hair to black, then this person is a proper East Asian.

"Who is he?" Li Xiao put down the photo. He couldn't tell any new information from the photo.

"Call him Mr. Hans!

The nobles who have emerged in the past year or so!

I don’t know what his background is, and I can’t find out his family genealogy.

European aristocrats attach great importance to things like bloodline and family genealogy. They don't need to ask anyone, they will publicize it everywhere.

But no matter how much we check, we can't find out whose descendant he comes from."

"Oh!" Li Xiao became more and more interested in this person.

"Such a person with no foundation married the niece of the Duke of Bavaria.

He also served as a senior executive in Rheinmetall, an arsenal run by the Duke of Bavaria.

The infantry cannon was a product of his time as a senior executive, and recently, a rocket launcher was added.

Right!

He also co-founded a company called Skoda in Austria, which also produced arms.

Our people went to investigate and found that they mainly produce hand grenades, and recently they seem to have started producing anti-tank grenades and landmines!"

"How do you know it's an anti-tank grenade or an anti-tank mine?" Li Xiao asked with some confusion.

"Look at the photo!" Luzhu took out another photo.

"The ones on the left are anti-tank mines and grenades developed by our Jinzhou Arsenal, which have not yet been equipped to the troops.

The one on the right is made by Coaster!"

Li Xiao understood as soon as he saw the photo that the two were almost identical.

"We have an internal problem?" Li Xiao put down the photo.

The Ming Dynasty has always been on strict guard against spies.

Not only were foreigners not allowed to enter the South China Sea, but even people from the Ming Dynasty could only move at a few ports opened by the Ming Dynasty.

As long as you leave the port area, you will be pinned to the ground and shot without even a trial.

Even when Tokugawa Katsuo came to see Tokugawa Senhime, Tokugawa Senhime had to go to Yantai Port.

Because Tokugawa Katsuo was not allowed to leave Yantai Port, as long as he crossed the Yantai boundary, he would be shot directly.

Over the years, as many as 8,000 people have been killed accidentally or even mistakenly.

But even with such strict defense, it seems that the existence of spies cannot be completely eliminated.

“Now it looks like it shouldn’t be.

We conducted a secret and thorough investigation at the Jinzhou Research Institute for half a year, and not even a single suspect was found.

The confidentiality there is very tight and not even a piece of paper can be leaked out.

This level of leakage is unthinkable." Luzhu pointed at the comparison photos.

"It's not our problem, it's just a coincidence."

"No!

We suspect that this person should be a captured member of our army. And he must have attended the Army Officer School!

Otherwise, he won't know how to deal with tanks."

"Then he is an officer!" Li Xiao looked at the Kremlin outside the window and took a puff of his cigar.

Now, most of the officers in the army have graduated from military academies.

Especially in the ranks of Man Ye and Ao Ye, almost all the lower-level officers came from the military academy.

Those non-commissioned officers who are promoted to officers in battle generally have to go to military academies for further training.

Even in wartime, some short-term training courses must be held to improve the combat and tactical level of non-commissioned officers.

Just like before the Chinese New Year, three short-term training courses were held in Moscow.

It seems that low-level officers such as Lao Monkey and Bayan have been trained for a month.

Training a large number of junior officers undoubtedly improved the combat capabilities of the Ming army.

But now the side effects are coming. Once someone rebels and surrenders to the enemy, the consequences will be very serious.

"Can you kill this person?" Li Xiao looked at Lu Zhu.

"Some difficulties!

This person's defense level is quite high, almost equivalent to the Duke of Prussia.

Moreover, this person's whereabouts are unknown.

Sometimes in Austria, sometimes in Prussia.

Sometimes I also stay in Bavaria!

Even his personal bodyguards are frequently changed."

"He was murdered?"

"Not so far."

"Another patient with persecution paranoia!" Li Xiao felt helpless.

In this world, there are always people who believe that there will be unruly people who want to harm me.

"Think of a way to kill this person.

Don't use our people, spend more money to go out, there will be brave men under the heavy reward, this rule also applies in Europe."

Li Xiao didn't want such a traitor to continue to live in the world. Anyway, it was just something that could be done with a little money without using any of his own people.

"promise!"

The commander's words were orders, and Lu Zhu quickly nodded in agreement.

Li Xiao didn't know that his order brought a lot of casualties to the Ming Dynasty.

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On La Ciotat Beach, Ming Dynasty’s landing craft continued to land.

Ships of soldiers continued to land on the coast of Marseille. As soon as the soldiers of the Marine Corps got off the ship, they rushed to the line of fire amid the rumbling sound of artillery.

Marseille City Defense Commander Ravanelli was extremely nervous!

After all, the fierce Ming army was by his side. It was only twenty kilometers away from the main city of Marseille. If the Ming army was allowed to stand still, the consequences would be disastrous.

The French army concentrated almost all its forces in an effort to drive the Ming army into the sea.

The telegram had been sent to Marshal Murat long ago, and the reply from Paris said that reinforcements were on the way.

Gao Jiu squatted in the trench as heavy artillery shells exploded on the position one by one.

Every explosion was like a heavy punch in the chest.

My chest feels tight and my throat feels a little sweet.

Gao Jiu knew that this was a sign of vomiting blood.

On top of his head, traces of dust kept falling.

The French were crazy. They had been bombarding them with artillery of all calibers for five hours.

I really don’t know what those people in the navy do for food. Where are the Ming Dynasty’s aircraft? Where are the Ming Dynasty’s huge battleship guns?

But the Ming fleet on the sea did nothing and just watched their landing troops being bombarded mercilessly.

This made the soldiers quite discouraged. They were bombed like this, and eight security posts outside were lost.

Before even seeing what the French were like, one squad was killed.

"Ah...!" A soldier wailed in despair and ran out like a madman.

“Pull back!

Bah...!" Gao Jiu's remaining words were stuffed back into his mouth by a stream of idiots falling from the top of the bunker.

Everyone tried their best to pull the soldier back, but the soldier was running around and biting, like a mad dog.

"Tie it up!
To be continued...