C2963 the great cause of the conqueror (2/2)
”Has the train line been fixed up ahead? Immediately assign the special train, I want to personally watch over him, I definitely can't let him shine again! ”
Soon the rails destroyed by the French guerrillas were repaired by Prussian engineers, the train huffing and puffing black smoke, and the officials of the Prussian General Command and tens of thousands of guards began to approach Paris.
The Prime Minister opened the window and let the cool wind in. The magnificent sight of hundreds of thousands of soldiers marching outside washed away his earlier gloom.
”What a great cause! To step on France's corpse to allow her to rise up, what a great undertaking that was! ”
Along the railway line, the double-horse sports car was speeding along the middle of the road. The murderous Krupp steel gun had already shaken the whole of Europe, and even China knew of his name.
Before the war ended, the Krupp had already filled up the entire world with weapons buyers. The deposits from the various post-war purchases made the Krupp family grin from ear to ear.
How many people could the business of a single cannon support? How much employment can you provide? How much GNP can it drive?
It was simply impossible to calculate. Furthermore, once a jewel on an industrial crown had a reputation, it would lead to the sales of other industrial products!
Consumers were not stupid. They would judge, if a country could produce the best cannon in the world, then would other industrial products produced by that country also be of reliable quality?
War was always the most profitable business. Of course, it had to be run by a smart person!
Take a look at the majestic soldiers on both sides of the road. The spiked helmets were in perfect unison, and the faces of all the soldiers were brimming with unbeatable pride.
Morale was something very subtle. It was a magical illusion that could defeat God, and only the strongest people could have him!
It was as far as the eye could see! On the ground of the France, there was a long dragon of the Germany that stretched as far as the eye could see!
All the people of France were panicking. Their so-called pride had already been completely torn apart, and their national pride had also been desperately rubbed against the ground by Germany!
”Paris! Paris... You just wait for me, I will make sure to make the king of the Germany king her emperor! step on the back of your France as a bench! ”
Lao Maoqi walked over to his comrade's side, with one hand on his waist and the other smoking his pipe, ”Is the pleasure of a conqueror just this wonderful? So, Xiao Letian must definitely run to the front with all his might! ”
”He's a cunning guy. He knows he has to make full use of this victory. He's determined to be the King of Asia!”
Bismark laughed bitterly, ”How could I not know what he is thinking? A glorious victory from outside this region, this is the weapon he used to condense the hearts of Chinese citizens!”
”No matter how much his opponents slander him, as long as such a great merit is displayed, all doubts would be avoided!”
”A person with great prestige is a person who follows others. The people will have their own choice!”
”But I don't understand one thing. Yesterday, the Chinese and twenty thousand French National Guard met with a battle... Why did the two sides not start fighting in the end? I thought Xiao Letian wanted credit, but why wouldn't he want such a huge reward for the first battle? ” Lao Maoqi asked in confusion.
Bismark also saw the latest news on the battle. Honestly speaking, he did not understand Xiao Letian's intention either. What did he want to do? ”With his subordinates' fighting strength, it's impossible for them to be afraid of these militia.”
”With his personality, even if he wanted to retreat, he would still bite the enemy hard before retreating. How could he let go if he didn't kill him?”
”Not fighting and not retreating? In the end, each side will walk their own path? What exactly was Xiao Letian thinking … ”No, I have to ask him myself!”