"

Pomona turned pale with anger.

She had forgotten what a disobedient soldier Napoleon was.

"I know what you said. Justinian was later tired of suppressing the constant rebellions in the country, but France was not. Do you know why?" Napoleon suddenly bent down and picked up a pile of white pebbles on the ground. "We had cannons at the time.

But there were no cannonballs, they were too heavy, so I made some shotshells on the spot and ordered the soldiers to shoot at crowded places. There would be almost no intact corpses after one shot. Only then did they wake up and quit.

That stupid uprising, I think this is the biggest difference between me and Justinian. He was in the cold weapon age, and I have cannons, and I rely on them for a living, so I understand them very well, while you have so little interest in the books you read.

Do you understand?"

Pomona felt guilty when asked.

"I am Napoleon Bonaparte, remember my name." Napoleon said in a soft, love-like tone, "You will mention it when you teach history class in the future."

"No one questions you on that, Archon."

"Call me Napoleon." He said with a smile and took a step forward. She immediately stepped back.

She looked around. No one was looking here, as if they were invisible.

"Please consider my proposal, General. What the people want most now is peace."

After saying that, she curtsied, turned and left.

By the way, she was looking around for the black dog that bit her skirt just now. Now she desperately needs a bodyguard.

I recommend the book Justice and Royal Power, published by People’s Publishing House
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