King's Landing in France

Unexpectedly, after the exam, Napoleon took the initiative to find An Ning and expressed his regret: "I always thought that you must have higher scores than me."

An Ning: "Exams also depend on performance on the spot. Your foundation is stronger than mine, so you performed better than me this time."

Talking about An Ning, she changed the subject: "What about the holiday preparations?"

There is no such thing as summer vacation at Brienne Military Academy, but there is a short vacation when you are promoted.

Napoleon shrugged: "Nothing to do, just stay in Brienne and read."

"Don't you want to go home and have a look?"

"What are you talking about? My family is in Corsica, and it takes me a long time to walk home. But you, it only takes two days to get to Paris from here. Don't you plan to go back and have a look?"

An Ning reminded Napoleon: "I am not from Paris. My home is in Caen, which belongs to the Normandy region, far away from Paris."

Napoleon let out an "oh" and suddenly laughed, "You keep telling me about the Enlightenment ideas in Paris, and interesting stories about Robespierre, Danton and others. I regard you as an old Parisian."

An Ning also laughed. Indeed, when he told Napoleon the story of himself and the future Jacobins, he would involuntarily use the tone of an old friend, as if he had known them for many years.

However, in fact, he has only known each other for a few months.

Napoleon added: "During my one-year stay in Brienne, my biggest dissatisfaction was actually that I didn't learn any art of war, and how the optics lined up. Corsica's independence cannot be won by queuing!"

An Ning shrugged: "Although you haven't learned any art of war, you have learned mathematics. Mathematics is the foundation of artillery. Artillery is something that can influence war. It is not an exaggeration to say that artillery is the king of war."

Napoleon said disapprovingly: "Isn't the artillery just a large rolling ball? How much impact can it have?"

An Ning raised his eyebrows. Apparently, the 11-year-old Napoleon hadn't realized the importance of artillery, and he wasn't the artillery general who knew how to use artillery well.

Speaking of which, most of the biographies of Napoleon do not mention the encounter between Napoleon and artillery. He seems to have become the second lieutenant of artillery in the blink of an eye. He is proficient in the use of artillery and has a soft spot for artillery.

An Ning: "I have been on the battlefield and personally experienced the tremendous psychological pressure that artillery can cause to soldiers. In addition to killing the enemy with high efficiency, artillery can also cause a strong blow to morale. It is quite fatal to an army with low cohesion."

Napoleon looked at An Ning: "Is that so? Since it's what you said, it should be true. But I still want to experience the morale suppression effect you mentioned for myself. Without personal experience, it's hard for me to understand your The statement is empathetic."

An Ning shrugged: "I'm afraid I can only wait for you to go to the battlefield. The military academy will not bombard the students with artillery, right?"

However, An Ning did not expect that she said this too early.

At the beginning of Briena's second year, the instructors took the cadets to a specially prepared bunker to experience what it was like to be bombed by artillery.

This teaching was undertaken by a battery of six twelve-pounder infantry guns of the garrison near Brienne.

These six cannons are new cannons redesigned by the famous French artillery general Giberval, and their firepower projection efficiency is higher than that of traditional cannons.

As a result, the cadets were nailed to the spot by six cannons, unable to move, and could do nothing but lower their heads and hold their heads.

After the shelling stopped, the disgraced Napoleon brushed the dirt from his hair and said to An Ning: "Now I understand what you said about the effect of the morale blow. It's just a battery of artillery. The scene of the guns firing together."

An Ning curled her lips: "A dozen cannons? No, no, artillery should be gathered together in large numbers like other weapons to achieve the desired impressive results..."

—Wait a minute, isn’t that a famous quote from Napoleon himself?

My goodness, how did I say that myself?

When An Ning stopped talking because of his own words, Napoleon asked, "Do you think a dozen cannons are not enough, how many guns are you going to use together? Dozens?"

An Ning shook his head: "No, no, if possible, we should gather hundreds of cannons together, so that the fierce firepower can directly disintegrate the enemy!"

Napoleon sucked in a breath of cold air: "If hundreds of artillery pieces are used together, the enemy will be finished."

An Ning: "That's right, the enemy will be crushed."

——Hmph, in this way, when I take the command of the concentrated artillery in the future, I will think that I was the first to propose it, so that my position in the First French Empire will be as stable as Mount Tai.

Every time Nahuang wins, he thinks of me.

perfect!

Chapter 046 Fighting

As the days at the Brienne Military Academy wore on, Napoleon began to grow.

But it is a pity that other people are either older than him, or have good nutrition and develop early, in short, they all start growing early.

Not to mention An Ning, who was already an adult.

So in the end, Napoleon is still the shortest person in the class or even in the grade.

As long as An Ning, the "backer", is not with Napoleon, he will inevitably be ridiculed by his classmates as "Corsican potatoes".

One day after the beginning of summer, An Ning's military uniform had a big tear, which was beyond what Fanny's needlework could handle, so she went to a tailor in the city to mend the clothes.

When he came out of the tailor shop after patching up his uniform, he saw a group of cadets from the Brienne Military Academy running past excitedly.

The leader shouted, "Hurry up, if you go too slowly you won't see it. Corsican potatoes are dueling!"

An Ning was shocked.

Napoleon was indeed sensitive and irritable, but because An Ning, his "ally", was always by his side, his mood swings were within an acceptable range.

And Napoleon should have been used to being laughed at by his classmates.

He is often appreciated by the monks who teach cultural classes in the school, and he maintains his self-esteem by relying on this appreciation.

Theoretically speaking, there shouldn't be such a violent outbreak.

An Ning hurriedly caught up with the cadets and asked loudly, "What's going on? Has someone challenged Napoleon to a duel?"

At this time, An Ning still felt that Napoleon was too mean and offended some nobleman, and then his gloves were thrown away.

But the leading cadet replied: "That's not it! He threw his glove at others! Now he is being pinned to the ground for repairs!"

An Ning raised her eyebrows, turned her head to Fanny who was mending his clothes and said, "Go back by yourself, I'll go and have a look."

Then he ran with the cadets who were much younger than him.

Fanny hugged the patched clothes, sighed, and started walking home.

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When An Ning rushed to the scene with a group of cadets, the cadets had already surrounded the two fighters.

The onlookers cheered Napoleon's opponent one-sidedly: "Fuck the little Corsican!"

"Hammer him to death!"

An Ning was blocked outside and couldn't get in, so she could only yell to open the way: "Stop! The school rules stipulate that if you fight in school, you will be locked up!"

As soon as the people on the periphery turned their heads and saw An Ning, they stepped back and shouted: "The servant of Corsican potatoes is here!"

An Ning said angrily: "I am not a servant of anyone! When will you learn to respect the personality of common people?"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone said in a strange voice: "Where do rude civilians get their personality?"

An Ning speaks Latin directly. At this time, other European countries regard being able to speak French as a symbol of culture, while in France, being able to speak Latin is the most compelling.

An Ning angrily reprimanded in Latin: "A person's knowledge depends on his upbringing, you bunch of ignorant guys know nothing!"

Then he switched back to French, because most of these noble young masters were not very good at studying, and their Latin scores were very low.

An Ning: "Look! You don't even know what I'm scolding you for. What right do ignorant pigs have to pretend to be elegant in front of me? Rather, you bastards are embarrassing your own title!"

The suppressive effect brought by the Latin language, coupled with An Ning's personal force, immediately had an outstanding effect.

The cadets were all wilted.

"Get out of the way! Let me in!" An Ning shouted.

The crowd in front of him divided like Moses divided the sea, and he finally saw clearly Napoleon in the innermost part of the crowd.

The short Napoleon was pressed down by a cadet who was many years older than him, but he did not admit defeat, and was still trying to gouge the face of the person who suppressed him with his hands, leaving two blood marks.

An Ning shouted, "Okay! Let go!"

However, his voice was ignored by Napoleon's opponent, so An Ning went up and punched his opponent in the face.

He has never had any worries about these nobles.

Anyway, his backer is the duke, the top nobleman in France, who even has the right to inherit the throne.

The guy riding Napoleon was punched by An Ning and flew to the side, spitting on the ground with broken teeth and blood foam.

Napoleon was finally liberated, he stood up, and immediately ran to the flower bed next to him, picked up the hoe beside the flower bed and waved it to settle accounts with the fallen enemies.

An Ning grabbed Napoleon: "That's enough! If you go up and beat him now, you will get into trouble! You don't want to be murdered, do you? What's going on?"

Napoleon angrily pointed at the man lying on the ground and shouted: "He said my father was a traitor from Corsica! He betrayed Pauli! He said I was the son of a traitor!"

The man on the ground turned over and got up, sneered: "Are you not? You are now a French nobleman, registered with the Civil Service Bureau, and officially certified as a nobleman! This is the reward for betraying Corsica!"

Napoleon said angrily: "No!"

"No? Then where did you get the money for your studies? I have heard that His Majesty the King rewarded your father like a dog, rewarding him for serving France for ten years! Your father, the sergeant, betrayed Corsica has been ten years!"

The furious Napoleon wanted to charge up again brandishing a hoe, but An Ning stopped him.

"Don't let anger replace your reason!" An Ning said loudly, "Think about what you told me before!"

Napoleon told An Ning more than once that he didn't want to be as knowledgeable as "these idiots" and that he would use the knowledge he learned from France to liberate Corsica in the future.

He said that these domineering classmates are his future defeats, and they are not worthy of his current anger.

But obviously these words have been thrown behind Napoleon in a rage.

After An Ning's reminder, Napoleon seemed to finally recall those words, and his anger gradually extinguished.

He shook off An Ning's hand holding his shoulder, and glared at the enemy who had just gotten up: "Hmph, let's celebrate, it's Andy who is here today, and you saved your life!"

The big boy who was several heads taller than Napoleon spit on the ground and said angrily: "Wrong, if he doesn't come, you will be naked and bruised this time! You will be ashamed for the rest of your life. Into the classroom!"

An Ning: "Enough! Get lost!"

His roar was quite intimidating.

The guy who bullied Napoleon walked away cursing, not caring about An Ning who just knocked out his teeth with a punch.

He probably didn't dare to care about it, because he was afraid that An Ning would really fight him.

Seeing this scene, the non-commissioned officers who were watching also dispersed in twos and threes, and only An Ning and Napoleon were left in the entire garden.

Napoleon wiped his face and said cursingly: "I'm fed up with the ridicule of these foreign boys. They are just richer than me, and far less noble than me in spirit! I want to write to my father and I want to go back to Corsica Go, join the fight in Corsica!"

An Ning remembered that Napoleon's biography did record that he wrote a similar letter to his father, wanting to return to Corsica.

Anning recalls Napoleon's father's simple response: "We don't have money, so you have to stay there."

An Ning: "Did you know, Napoleon, there is a fable about the ancient country in the East."

Napoleon asked suspiciously: "An ancient country in the East? Is it India?"

"No, no, it is a country further east than India, the land of gold described by Marco Polo. That fable says that if God wants to entrust a person with a heavy responsibility, he must first work hard on his mind and body—that is, Let him suffer. Napoleon, all the suffering you have experienced today is for the prosperity of the future."

Napoleon pursed his lips, apparently waiting for An Ning to continue.

An Ning: "You should learn knowledge in France and wait for the opportunity. When the opportunity comes, you will not only be able to liberate Corsica."

Napoleon frowned: "But I don't care about any other place except Corsica, except my hometown."

——That is now, it will change in the future.

An Ning: "If you are willing to write a letter to your father, just do it, but before writing, think about your family's situation, think about your family conditions, and calmly speculate whether he will agree."

Napoleon was silent for a few seconds, then shook his head: "No, my father won't agree."

An Ning: "Right, you only need to think about this kind of thing for a while. Napoleon, use your brain and don't act on impulse."

Napoleon held back for a while, then sighed: "You are right, I was too impulsive. I'm sorry."

An Ning was taken aback.

What the hell, that Napoleon apologized to me?

Chapter 047 The Listener and the Storyteller

When An Ning was shocked by Napoleon's apology, Napoleon said again: "But I still have to write to my father."

An Ning: "Why?"

"I just wanted to try it," Napoleon replied. "Although there are enjoyable things in Brienne, such as reading Plutarch and chatting with you, the rest is depressing."

An Ning was stunned, he was actually on a par with Plutarch, a Greek writer from the ancient Roman era.

Plutarch wrote The Heroes of Greece and Rome, and according to various versions of Napoleon's biography, Napoleon was obsessed with this book as a boy.