Chapter 1597 Life and death sniper twenty-eight
Chapter 1598 The Son Abandoned by God (1)
The Guardsmen were chasing the red hats with French sticks.
Georgiana couldn't bear to look away and didn't want to see the scene. She just told them what was in the book. If you encounter monsters like Red Riding Hood, you can beat them with a stick.
The baguette was brought out.
As we all know, if this kind of bread is left for two days, it will become so hard that it can be used as a murder weapon due to dryness and dehydration. Its principle is similar to that of mummies. Napoleon and others encountered this dilemma when they were in Egypt. There was wheat but no oven, so they could only bake it.
If the wheat is fried or boiled, it will of course taste very bad.
Then they invented this kind of hard bread. When you want to eat it, soak it in water and bake it by the fire for a while, and it will become soft again.
The nearby villagers were very happy after hearing that the passing army had eradicated the terrible hellhounds and wandering refugees for them. They brought out wine, barbecue, and cheese to entertain them warmly. Their dinner finally did not have just one meal as before.
Just grilled chicken.
These villagers knew about Napoleon, but they didn’t know that the man who was drinking and chatting with them around the campfire was Napoleon. Some people went to watch the Cerberus being cremated, while others walked towards the cemetery with rakes and other farm tools in their hands, murderous.
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The people of Brittany lived in an era that might have gone back two centuries, and they did not object to lynching. This was also a kind of "country custom". When refugees and bandits gathered in groups, for the sake of
If the village is not destroyed, the villagers will agree to the bandits' request. Now that they are outnumbered, it is their turn to seek revenge on the refugees and bandits.
This shows how well Bernadotte did his suppression work in the west.
The suppression methods of the republican generals are somewhat different from the suppression methods of the nobles in the Middle Ages. All the rebels will not be beheaded or hanged, but will also have to go through trial procedures. Some people's crimes are not very serious, and they will be punished.
He was imprisoned, and this prison turned out to be the Abbey of Mont Saint-Michel in Manche.
During the French Revolution, especially during the Reign of Terror, even schools such as the Scottish Church College were converted into prisons because there were not enough prisons. But Georgiana never thought that this symbol of Allied victory during World War II and Jerusalem would
The Vatican's eponymous holy site was actually converted into a prison, and it is still in use.
This monastery was not contributed by the British during the Hundred Years' War, nor was it captured during the French Wars of Religion. Instead, it was captured during the French Revolution by a group of civilians whose military quality was far inferior to that of professional soldiers.
Hugo once said that Mont Saint-Michel is as important to France as the Great Pyramid is to Egypt. Mont Saint-Michel was not an island at the beginning. There was a forest around it, but it was later swallowed up by some inexplicable force.
Every time the tide rises, it will be surrounded by sea water, and at low tide it will turn into a tidal flat covered with silt. Since the eighth century, Mont Saint-Michel has become a pilgrimage center.
Georgiana had learned that the Directory had turned the Church of Our Lady into a gambling center, and they had turned the Holy Land into a prison. No wonder Caprara insisted on asking the opposition priests to apologize.
There is a church in Rouen to commemorate Joan of Arc. Joan of Arc was originally a girl from a remote village, but like Charlotte who killed Marat, she was not a village girl with nothing. Her family had a farm, and she also
She had 50 acres of land, but when she was 16 years old, she claimed to have met Archangel Michael under a big tree, and after receiving "divine revelation" asked her to lead troops to recover France, which was then occupied by the English.
Mont Saint-Michel was originally a place of worship for the Celts. In the 8th century, a priest had a dream. The Archangel Michael touched the priest's forehead with his finger amid lightning and thunder.
After a while, the priest woke up from his dream and touched the depression on his forehead, and then began to build a church on Mount Saint-Michel.
Dreams were a way to meet the gods in ancient Egypt. Spices were not only used for seasoning, but were also used in rituals to worship the gods. Josephine went to Renerman for prophecy and saw a lilac crown. Lilacs also used to
It was the spice that triggered the bloody war.
Josephine is very feminine and elegant, and her lilac crown is so poetic and romantic, unlike Georgiana, who is actually a boat-shaped sauce dish with bear's paw flowers. Now she knows that boats are the worst symbol of Paris.
If the priest dreamed of Archangel Michael in the midst of lightning and thunder, then even though Georgiana was bathing in the light of the full moon, she still felt as if she was in the midst of lightning and thunder.
This feeling was different from the previous feeling that lingered in her mind and felt like she was being targeted by a gun at any time. Instead, it was a feeling that was as uncontrollable as trying to control a ship sailing in rough winds and waves.
"Mea~"
She first saw her Valais sheep "Sean". This black-faced lamb was walking on the green grass towards Mont Saint-Michel.
At first it was one, then a group, and then she saw the sheep turned into people. They were wearing black and white striped prison uniforms and pushing a huge wheel with a diameter of 5 meters, which looked like a wheel of fortune.
However, this wheel is actually just a winch. Its function is to lift the pulleys loaded with daily necessities by the prisoners along the slide outside the church. In the past, it was the monks who pushed the wheel, but now the monks are driven away
After leaving, the prisoner is the one pushing the wooden wheel.
"what's on your mind?"
"I was wondering, do the prisoners wear black and white stripes?" Georgiana asked Napoleoni.
He looked at her like she was a strange person.
"The prison uniforms in Azkaban must be black and white striped." Georgiana added, "What color are the prisoners' clothes now?"
"How did you want to go there?" Napoleonio asked incredulously.
Georgiana wanted to say she saw a "vision," but if she had really said that, she would probably be sent to a lunatic asylum.
"I heard that the high tide under Mont Saint-Michel is the highest during the new moon and the full moon." She pointed to the moon in the sky. "I think it must be beautiful to see the high tide in Saint-Michel under the moonlight."
"At the current speed, it will take us two days to get there," Bonaparte said. "Then it will take another two days from Saint-Malo to Rouen. After arriving at Evreux, it will take us another day to get there."
Arrived in Rouen."
"I know." Georgiana stared into his blue eyes and said, "I don't want you to be Pepin either."
"What?"
"The army is waiting for you. The church is actually not that reliable. You don't need to abandon your established goals and go on a pilgrimage around such a long way to show your piety."
Napoleoni's face was expressionless.
"Render to Caesar what is Caesar's, and to God what is God's, but Caesar is Caesar because he has the support of an army."
"What were you doing just now?" Napoleonio asked.
"That lamb you gave me, do you think it is a black sheep or a white sheep?"
He laughed "Is that why you're afraid of it?"
"And it's also a goat." Georgiana boldly twisted his ancient Greek nose. "Why did you give me such a troublesome gift?"
In the end, he laughed, picked her up, and spun her around on the grass.
When he was dizzy and out of breath, he put her down, then he hugged her and kissed her.
"The whole of Europe can't stop me from getting to Valais." He gasped, as if he had climbed to the top of a mountain with thin air. "But there is nothing in that place except snowy mountains and glaciers. I can only give you sheep."
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Georgiana hoped that she was not mistaken. Did he want to give her the best things in Europe?
"I think everyone is equal before the law. Everyone wants a fair judgment, just like when we accept the final judgment. God will not have any partiality or favoritism because of our origins and the difference between rich and poor."
She was a little sad and said, "This may be more difficult than equal distribution of wealth, Leon. It is precisely because some people have committed sins and do not want to be punished and go to hell that they buy indulgences."
"The Edict of Nantes was issued by Henry IV in 1598. He condoned the Huguenots' freedom of belief. In 1560, he led these Huguenot troops to fight the Catholic army here. That decree expelled the Huguenots.
The amnesty of the Catholics was signed by Louis XIV in Fontainebleau. You remembered it wrong, teacher." He held her face and said to her, "Louis XIV signed the amnesty to abolish the amnesty of Nantes. These Protestants
The craftsmen fled to England, and they became the force of the British Industrial Revolution."
"That's why you convinced the Pope to allow Protestants and Catholics to marry?"
"No." He said with a smile, "It's us. The Prince of Wales is also involved. He also wants to marry a Catholic woman. I heard that according to your Protestant canon, drunkards are abandoned by God, right? Not only can they not hold weddings, they also
No baptisms can be held.”
"But we can't help but want to drink." Georgiana said with a smile.
"Don't think about getting saved and going to heaven." He said in her ear, "How about you come and have fun with us?"
Georgiana looked at the people holding a bonfire party over there and couldn't help but shake her head, "It's really crazy."
Then she was dragged to dance by the bonfire.
Brittany was once occupied by the British. The dances danced by the country people were very British-style, and the accompaniment instruments were bagpipes and lutes.
But she still prefers the music of Titanic's Third Class, how can I put it? That kind of rhythm is enough, but the current music is still too slow, and it's not exciting enough to dance.
Then she thought, hey, those musicians were Irish, so she ditched her dance partners and started teaching the musicians to play "real Irish music."
The musicians had no idea what she was talking about, and they just stared dumbfoundedly at a woman telling them what to do, and then she was caught back to dance by Bonaparte who was laughing.
They looked at each other, shrugged helplessly, and continued to play the music they usually played at harvest festivals beside the ancient battlefield.
Sean, you have lived so long because you are thin. Don't eat too much and gain weight and become a fat sheep, otherwise you will be killed!
Chapter completed!