Chapter 356: French Fenian Society
Chapter 356: French Fenian Society
Shao Quanzhong committed murder and arson. He was extremely bold and dared to do anything. He was never afraid of anything.
But for some reason, when I saw those citizens holding simple light weapons, I suddenly felt a little trembling, and a fear arose in my heart, similar to that of animals against their natural enemies.
He was very adept at getting around in the Qing government. Even when faced with powerful nations stronger than himself, he would put on a smiling face but stab them in the back. He was never afraid of anything.
He was confident that he could overtake the British big brother in the future, and he was constantly making small moves. Even if he couldn't do it in this lifetime, he would definitely be able to do it when his son took over the throne.
He went out to beg at the age of sixteen, started to build a militia and start his own business at the age of twenty, and built a solid empire with his own hands.
Along the way, the Shaw family became powerful, and China was becoming a powerful industrialized country with billowing black smoke and roaring machines.
He has a group of loyal brothers and the most powerful army. His family has billions of wealth, his life is full of glory and his career is booming. With beautiful wives and concubines, a life of nobility and nobility is waving at him. It seems that the eternal rule of the Shaw family is not just a dream.
But all these things he was proud of, the iron empire he had worked so hard to build, now seemed to have cracks. No matter how hard he tried to patch them up, a sudden fire would burn all his efforts to ashes.
No, we can't stay here. We have to take the benefits and run away, and let the Prussians clean up this mess.
I have conquered the fortified city, and I am letting you Prussians get the credit for occupying Paris for free. Isn't that enough?
Distant memories of the previous life flooded into my mind, and the long-lost feeling of powerlessness suddenly appeared in my body. The feeling of having a well-trained army and sufficient food but having to retreat was really terrible.
His subordinates were well-armed and well-trained, and they could rely on them to dominate the world. Shao Quanzhong refused to admit that he was afraid of something.
What am I afraid of? I am not taking the people's money for nothing.
I want to conquer the world and pass it on to my descendants, but at the same time I also want my 400 million compatriots to walk with their heads held high, to ensure that every family has food to eat, every person has clothes to wear, and their children can go to school.
Being an emperor is not just about enjoying life, but also about spreading virtue to the people. Isn’t that enough?
What can make him feel at ease? The gun in his hand is not good enough, and the brotherhood seems weak at this time. Shao Quanzhong suddenly thought of Taoist Qinghong. Can he guide him?
Bah, you swindler, didn’t you say that all the disasters in my life are over and I will have a smooth journey in the future? What should I do about the current situation?
The foreign old man in front of me holding a noble rapier should be a great scholar.
But looking at his aristocratic and elegant temperament, he is probably the same as me, a bandit. He makes a living based on the things he is familiar with and cannot teach me.
Shao Quanzhong, who had always been strong and flawless, suddenly became fragile and had a desire to go to London immediately.
Or, the fact that she has always been unconcerned about becoming king or emperor and still maintains her innocent appearance and wisdom is an opportunity for her to break through her limits?
"Brother Shao, Brother Shao!"
Song Laosan's voice seemed to come from a very far away place, awakening Shao Quanzhong who was daydreaming.
Well, thinking of Rong Hui, Shao Quanzhong suddenly felt more at ease and regained his composure.
Shao Quanzhong came to Hugo and bowed. "You are a learned man with a righteous heart. I, a rough man, have offended you just now. For your sake, I will withdraw my troops immediately."
With a wave of his hand, he said, "Third brother, the Guards are preparing to withdraw. We will not get involved in this mess in Paris."
"Brother Shao, those National Guards are too arrogant. Do you want to deal with them?"
This time, the one who called Shao Brother was not Song Lao San, but another of his close confidants, Bo Zai.
A feeling of irritation rose from the bottom of my heart. Yes, I should deal with them. They are the ones who make me upset. Even if I withdraw my troops, I can't let them be so arrogant.
"Brother Tian, move the tanks up and get the machine guns ready—"
"Wait a minute!"
Huh? Who dares to talk to me like that? Shao Quanzhong turned around and glared, then suddenly a smile appeared on his face.
Zhang Siwen's tall and strong figure appeared in front of him. This brother who had sworn all his life for him had always been the person he trusted the most. He could trust his back to him without any worries.
"Sven, why are you here?"
"I came with 130,000 Cuban mercenaries and 28,000 Irish youth division soldiers. There is no one in charge of these people, so I have to take charge of these troops for my brother."
"Don't you know how to lead troops?"
Zhang Siwen smiled, "You don't need to be able to lead troops to control them; you rely on them."
Zhang Siwen pointed behind him, and Shao Quanzhong saw that there were about two companies of soldiers following Zhang Siwen.
One company was composed entirely of red-haired soldiers, and the other was composed of Cuban mercenaries wearing bicorne hats who were from the Taiping Army.
The two groups of people had different hair and skin colors, but like Zhang Siwen, they all had simple faces, clear eyes, full of confidence, and exuded a fearless aura.
"They are the backbone of the team that I trained at the First Machine Tool Factory in Havana, and now they are all members of the Cuban Fenian Society that I founded."
"With their help, we can form the French Fenian Society among the 158,000 troops. These troops will be under our control, and we can indirectly control France."
Shao Quanzhong laughed loudly and patted Zhang Siwen on the shoulder, "I didn't expect that you, Lao Si, have also entered the underworld and become the chief leader. You are worthy of being my brother, Shao Quanzhong."
"If you have this ability, when you come back in the future, you can set up the Huaxia Finney Society in the new army. Then I won't have to join the Hongmen Tiandihui, and I can still rule the world. Not bad, not bad."
"By the way, Lao Si, why don't you let me deal with the rebels on the other side?"
"They are not from the same faction as Farf's gang. They have not fought against us yet. Once we have a fight, we will become enemies."
"I plan to recruit them for my brother and help him take Paris, so that we don't have to retreat."
Shao Quanzhong waved his hands repeatedly, "Now that our family is big and powerful, it is not the time to suppress Hou Batian. You can't do such a thing as entering the enemy camp alone."
"If they don't follow the rules and something happens to you, I won't be able to explain to Zhang Zhidong and Jessica. You can't take that risk, fourth brother. Anyway, I've already made enough money, so it doesn't matter if I take less when signing the peace treaty."
"Second brother, I will recruit them. There is no need to take the risk of going to the other side."
Zhang Siwen pointed to the Seine River and said, "See that island? The prison next to Notre Dame Cathedral? The two leaders of these radical elements are imprisoned there. They were imprisoned after their first uprising failed on October 10st."
"Now that our Huai Army has defeated Paris, the military strength of the pseudo-republican government has been greatly weakened. They took the opportunity to start an uprising this time and finally succeeded, but the leader is still in prison."
"As long as I can convince these two leaders, I can recruit them and make them submit to the Bourbon dynasty, so that our Huai Army can take Paris without bloodshed."
Fourth brother always surprises himself. "Go ahead and give it a try. It doesn't matter if it doesn't work. If you want to recruit the rebel leader, I have the money. If you need a high position and generous salary, Isabel can approve it for his brother."
Zhang Siwen adjusted his sunglasses and said, "I don't need money, I do need an official position. However, I have the power to make a promise."
"The 158,000 soldiers and horses under my command are the basis for the restoration of King Alfonso XII. In addition to my achievements in guiding the economic construction in Cuba in the past few months, Prince Alfonso has entrusted me with the temporary management of the Bourbon Dynasty."
(End of this chapter)