Flowers, Swords and France

There are not many people in the world who can make Laura so furious, and after her brother died, there is only one person left in the world who can make her curse so viciously in her heart.

Her former co-conspirator, the innocent child in her eyes, has now become a lingering nightmare in her heart. If she could, she would not even think about anything about that person.

However, even if she deliberately avoided it, trouble still found her.

She had thought that that person would at least stay silent recently because he was worried about being exposed, but it turned out that the other person had no worries at all. She sent a message directly to herself, and even used a commanding tone to agree that she would ask to see the other party.

Laura, who was proud and arrogant, was very dissatisfied with this arrogant attitude. However, no matter how reluctant she was, she could only dance with the other person's footsteps. Because, after that battle, Laura knew that she was firmly grasped by her side and could not escape.

Having just come out of the fear of her father, and now she has fallen into the panic caused by that "friend", Laura only felt a little pain in her head.

Hateful, hateful! How could I find such a helper for myself? I should have known she was a lunatic with morbid feelings! I actually thought I could control a madman...how ridiculous! This lost lunatic will destroy me sooner or later, why doesn't she die on her own? Yes...the Treville family should all die! This evil family should be wiped from the world forever!

Rage and hatred filled Laura's heart with hatred, and she cursed in her heart without any scruples. If she could, she really hoped that God would suddenly send thunder from the sky. Wipe out the entire detestable Treville family.

However, regretting it now is of no use. She knows. Now I can only carry on with this anger, suppress my temper and go on step by step, looking for a way to get rid of everything.

Laura raised her head, looking at the magnificent house and exquisite decorations of her home, looking at everything that was destined to belong to her, a warm current suddenly flowed through her heart.

At least I've gotten this far by killing my brother, right?

Nothing can stop me anymore, I...will finally have everything I dream of.

With this kind of belief that is almost obsessive. Laura clutched the note tightly and walked back to her bedroom.

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Just when Laura viciously cursed Treville and all of them to go to hell, Treville's grandfather and grandson were gathering together. They are nervously planning a big move, preparing their family to rise to the top of the country with the rise of the Bonaparte family again.

After several years of preparation, they have realized that the situation is very favorable and victory is in sight.

Most of the obstacles have been destroyed, all it takes is one more push to take the final step. The crown that fell to the ground will be picked up again and presented to the emperor's nephew.

In addition to their two grandsons, General Saint-Arnaud, Minister of War. Several other important generals who support the president have gathered in this room. Everyone's face is livid and their expressions are focused. The atmosphere was solemn and cold.

"Until now, I have talked with dozens of important generals in the army. Nearly half of them have already expressed support for the president." Under the gaze of these anxious eyes, Charles calmly stated , "Most of the remaining half do not comment on our actions, at least they are not opposed to it. As for the remaining small group of people, I plan to transfer them to the western or southern border, and a small number of die-hard elements will be transferred directly to Africa! We want them to lose influence over the next gaffe..."

"Not only must we do this, but we must do it quickly. Time waits for no one." Marshal Treville interrupted, and then immediately turned his attention to General Saint-Arnaud.

"I will assist Charles as soon as possible. I must make these personnel transfers implemented as soon as possible. I will never let an opposition with appeal within the military remain in Paris." His Excellency the Minister of War quickly replied. "If anyone dares to resist, they will be punished severely and I will force them to retire!"

Unlike his arrogance and rudeness towards the Army Department officials, he was full of respect for the old marshal, not only because of his military qualifications, but also because he was highly favored by the President.

"Very good, that's what we have to do, we just have to attack our opponents mercilessly." The marshal nodded and agreed with the minister. "As long as these generals are far away, no one can order the garrison in Paris to oppose us. Only in this way can our operation be completed smoothly."

After a pause, Marquis Treville looked at Charles seriously again, "How is the plan going?"

"The plan has been basically completed. Although there is no opportunity to conduct exercises, I believe that we already have a very complete and feasible plan." Charles said while putting Lucien and Alex Copies of the recently completed plan by the others were distributed one by one to the generals present. "In order to avoid causing bad effects at home and abroad, We will deploy as few troops as possible into the city, so our purpose is to seize all important targets as soon as possible, arrest all opponents who may resist, and then use the self-defense forces and police that have been controlled to maintain order in the city. If you feel that any of them are not perfect, please bring it up as soon as possible, but I have to say in advance that the copy is not allowed to be taken away from here,"

The generals took the plan and began to read it carefully. For a while, the entire venue fell silent, except for the sound of turning pages.

The plan was so detailed and reliable that no one raised any objections even after a long time.

"Very good, let's do it like this." After flipping through the entire plan, the old Marquis closed the copy with a loud bang and threw it on the table. "I don't think we can come up with anything better! Charles , you really found a group of good helpers, I really hope they can also apply this wisdom and experience to foreign operations..."

"I think they will have a chance." Charles replied with a smile, and then he put forward his own suggestion, "Marshal Treville, you are highly respected and a pillar of the army that the army is looking forward to. You should take the lead. Calling everyone. I ask that you take command of the entire army on that day, both inside and outside the city, to restore order to the country."

This is purely a way for Charles to help his grandfather. As an old man who has been away from the army for decades and has just been named a marshal, how much prestige can the old Marquis have in the army?

However, as long as you have the power, everything makes sense.

"I think this is a good idea." Before the old man could answer, General Saint-Arnault made his decision directly, "It is the most justifiable thing for you to command this great operation - the detours that France has taken in the past fifty years. It should be corrected by the heroes of fifty years ago!”

"Then let's do it." Without much excuse, the old Marquis agreed directly. Anyway, this was just a formality.

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"With so many troops mobilized and such a big operation carried out, will there be any changes on the part of foreign governments?" At this moment, a general expressed his concerns, "Diplomatic activities need to be strengthened. , in order to appease the uneasiness of various countries.”

"We are in contact with foreign ministers. Please don't worry. According to our judgment, the possibility of foreign interference is very small," Charles replied with a smile.

But Marshal Treville was a little unhappy. He stared at the other party coldly, with a hint of scolding in his tone.

"General, political issues are not what we should consider. We are only responsible for military affairs! Moreover, I can assure you that there will never be foreign interference! You must not bring this negative sentiment to your subordinates, otherwise it will It will have extremely negative consequences. Think about it, Britain is determined not to interfere with us. Now that the Russians are out of reach, what are we left on the border? Are they not Germans?

Do we have anything to fear about the lovely Germans? Durenne burned Heidelberg, my ancestors burned Strasbourg, I burned Erfurt, and if they dare to do anything, we can burn more places, even Berlin and Vienna! We may have to worry about the British or even the Russians, but we don't have to worry about the Germans at all. It has been clear for centuries that they just can't beat us. Without instructions from the British and support from the Russians, they would not dare to move. Besides, they were very happy with our actions. After all, we wiped out a hateful republic! "

[Heidelberg is located between Stuttgart and Frankfurt. It is a famous historical city of the Germans. It once had a very magnificent castle and gardens, which are well-known in history. But in 1673, Durenne, the French general in the era of Louis XIV, led his army to invade Germany and looted Heidelberg, eventually destroying part of it. After that, the city was repeatedly attacked by soldiers and became more and more dilapidated, and finally it was destroyed. It was completely destroyed by lightning in 764.

Strasbourg was originally a free German city that remained neutral during the Thirty Years' War. In September 1681, Strasbourg was captured by French King Louis XIV. This annexation was recognized by the Peace of Ryswick in 1697. Since then, the city has remained one of France's most important eastern border cities, housing a large garrison. 】

Perhaps because the marshal's tone was too strong, the general no longer dared to say anything, lowered his head and acquiesced to the marshal's reprimand.

There was nothing to argue about anymore, and the room fell into silence again.

"Everything is almost ready..." After scanning the people around him, Marquis Treville sighed.

"Next, we should find a time for this operation, right?"

Then, before anyone else could reply, he suddenly stared at his grandson and said, "Charles, how about the night before your wedding?" (To be continued...)