When Eugene got out of the car, his legs were already weak. If there were no veteran bodyguards next to him to help him, he would immediately fall and chew on the mud.

"Sir, be careful... Paris is not peaceful now, so the MP asks me to protect you..."

A black North African veteran smiled at him, looking at the cunning person with white teeth all over his mouth. The scar on his face dragged from his forehead to his chin, making people feel extremely fierce.

This is not a protection, this is the warning of the MP. Through such an action, tell Eugene that if you know the secret, you will never get off the boat again.

If I, Thier, will definitely be able to gain your benefits, but if I am unlucky, you, Eugene, will not stab me in the back. You know that I have too many secrets. If you want to betray me, you will have to break the slap in the death.

Eugene looked at the black carriage away, and his back was scared to death. After all, he was just a businessman. Although his business was very big, his courage was absolutely impossible to kill.

"God, why are the hearts of these politicians so dark and so vicious! My God..."

Eugene thought to herself, and when she touched her forehead, she found that it was covered with white sweat. Thierl's plan had been so terrifying that it completely overturned his imagination. It was hard to imagine how anyone would make the entire motherland bleed for his own rights and status.

He secretly formed a clique to control the parliament, but on the surface he acted a high-profile attitude, gave up the right of the 26-man regiment, and followed the situation and pushed General Troxu to the Chaishan to bake.

Thier took away his reputation and connections, and at the same time he dug a big hole for the veteran members of parliament.

The most important task of establishing the Interim Commission is national defense. They must do everything possible to start a war with the Prussians, but judging by Thier's attitude, this battle seems to be like France will lose!

Could it be... Did Tier have expected the future? Or...

Eugene shivered, and suddenly realized that he was not facing a person but a devil. Even Eugene would guess that Thierre would try his best to make France fail.

Because only one complete failure can the Interim Commission be completely destroyed and the Prussians directly wipe out the 26 biggest competitors.

If these 26 political enemies are killed, who can compete with Thier? Wouldn’t his path to the top be easier? Maybe the first president or prime minister after the war in France is Thier!

"Sir... What are you thinking? Are you uncomfortable..." The North African veteran with white teeth smiled, but his smile was even worse than crying.

"I'll go...the garden cafe...wait...forget it, you'd better take me home, I won't go anywhere!"

The merchants at the Garden Café were waiting for Eugene to bring new news, but Eugene was scared at this moment and he did not dare to meet these people.

What if Tier misunderstood his secrets? This scar-faced North African mercenary must be easier to kill himself than to kill a chicken.

"Go home and escort me home, I won't go anywhere..."

Thier knew that Eugene was a greedy and timid person, so he was not worried that Eugene would betray him. Sitting in the carriage, he was now planning his next specific plan.

Just as he was about to return home, a war horse suddenly rushed out of the entrance of the alley. A bodyguard rushed to the side of Tier's carriage and handed over a telegram through the car window.

"Sir, the top secret telegram from the north..."

Tier's face changed drastically. He grabbed the telegraph paper and immediately pulled the curtains. The content on the telegraph paper made him chew it carefully three times.

The French above is very simple "Immediately provide military deployment data around Montmartre Heights, as well as the current equipment details of the National Defense Forces... Send it to the Mocheng Telegraph Bureau six hours..."

This is a telegram of military intelligence that does not seem special, but the final signature is a very strange string of French words.

Maybe others will be confused after reading it, but Tier understands the meaning of this word, because this is the French transliteration of Man Zi Xiao.

I'm afraid the whole of France is not clear. Thierl had actually established secret contact with the Chinese head of state long before the war began. Moreover, Thierl himself was a senior French spy bought by the Chinese.

In order to buy Tier, Xiao Letian prepared 600,000 francs for him to buy mercenaries and members of parliament. Xiao Letian even promised that the company that Tier secretly held could invest in the Chinese.

In addition, Xiao Letian also promised to only recognize the French government formed by Tier, and all the plans for seizing power in Tier are the shadow of Xiao Letian's advice.

There will never be a shortage of traitors in this world, because there will always be ambitious people in this world!

If you are ambitious, I can help you realize your ambitions, and of course you will have to pay a certain price!

Thier remembered all the words firmly in his heart, and then tore the telegraph paper apart bit by bit and ate it into his stomach.

"The terrible head of the East, his plan is so effective. This is a devil who plays with people's hearts... Turn around and go to Mr. Eugene's company, where is his telegraph machine?"

In less than six hours, just half an hour later, Thier sent all the defensive information in France at this moment to the telegram office formulated by the head of state.

Chinese spies have controlled Mocheng, a small station in northeastern Paris. When the telegraph made a ticking sound, a series of top-secret military data began to be summarized and sent to the Chinese vanguard troops with a fast horse.

"At this moment, Paris has a total of 654 artillery pieces, of which more than 400 were snatched away by the National Self-Defense Force? Blanc is amazing..."

Luo Huo and Sima Yun got together to carefully mark various data on the map. They never expected that the workers' self-defense force led by Blankey was so powerful that the artillery in the city was stolen?

"The Head of State asked us to station near Montmartre Heights. Now we must adjust our strategy. The enemy has so many artillery under the high ground. Our camp is too dangerous!" Sima Yun's pencil in his hand lit the map and his eyes were dripping around.

Luo Huo sneered and said, "It seems that we have underestimated the strength of these French people. There are so many cannons in Guangda, and I'm afraid there will be no fewer rifles!"

"But the Head of State still let us focus on defense and not actively kill the French... This task is really too difficult!"

Sima Yun and Luo Huo suddenly looked at each other, and they smiled badly and turned their eyes to the thousands of cavalry around them at the same time.
Chapter completed!