Napoleon looked at the rushing Dnieper River with mixed feelings in his heart.

"There is intelligence that Ming envoys had close contact with the Germans in Athens.

Moreover, German envoys were seen boarding the ship for Crete."

Intelligence officer Gruhl stood behind Napoleon, holding the folder in his hand and whispered.

"What level of contact did they have?" Napoleon did not turn around, still looking at the broad Dnieper River.

Because it has been the rainy season recently, the water in the Dnieper River seems very fast.

It is precisely because of the arrival of the rainy season that the battlefield has temporarily fallen into silence.

"Zheng Sen, the highest-ranking diplomat of the Ming Dynasty, has arrived in Crete.

We have just received news that Li Xiu, the commander-in-chief of the Ming Dynasty Navy, also went to Crete.

The insider said that he seemed to be meeting a very high-ranking person."

"Zheng Sen, I have seen that boy. He is very shrewd, but his younger brother is a drunkard and a womanizer." Napoleon still did not forget that Zheng Sen's younger brother Tagawa Shichizaemon.

This kid, when he was in France, he visited all the brothels in Paris.

Today, his legend is still circulating among Parisian dandy circles.

"Well……!

There is no news about Tagawa Nanzaemon. It seems that this person disappeared after returning to the Ming Dynasty."

"That is an internal matter of Ming Dynasty. I want to know what the Germans want to do.

What is the new A Xi going to do?"

Napoleon seemed a little impatient.

Gruul was startled when he saw Napoleon's appearance.

Your Majesty the Emperor rarely behaves like this.

What happened today?

"Based on Ashe's performance since he came to power, he still wants to continue fighting.

Although he opposed the Hebrews, he also vigorously rejected the Hebrews in his country.

But he was even more fanatical about war.

Within Germany, there are still a large number of upper-class people who still think about Frederick and Bismarck.

However, Ashe activated Moltke and actually won over many people within the army.

I think the Germans are making peace with the Ming Dynasty now because they want to leave a way out for themselves."

"What do you mean by leaving a way out?" Napoleon looked back at the young lieutenant colonel.

"The Germans seem to be on guard. What will they do if they lose the war?

They are afraid that the Ming Dynasty will liquidate them!"

Napoleon glanced at Gruul, then looked back at the rushing Dnieper River.

Leclerc glanced at Napoleon's back and said tentatively: "Your Majesty, should we communicate with the Germans?

After all, we have now been able to contain the advance of the Ming armored forces.

If we give some time and improve our equipment, we may be able to defeat the Ming Dynasty.

Moreover, our military strength still has a crushing advantage over Ming Dynasty.

Let the Germans know that we can win.

As long as we unite and launch a full-line offensive after the rainy season, the Ming army will not be able to withstand it."

Leclerc's current power, status, and Napoleon's favor all come from this war.

If it weren't for this war, he might still be a colonel, not what he is now.

With the rank of lieutenant general, command an army group.

You know, the commanders of several other army groups are all marshals.

If there is one person in France who least wants the war to end, it must be Leclerc.

"The Germans actually don't want to fight this war at all. We were completely fooled by those two old guys, Frederick and Bismarck.

Gu Chan

While we were fighting bloody battles on the southern front, the Germans on the northern front were squatting in the trenches and sleeping all day long.

The excuse was that the weather was cold and there was too much snow, making it difficult to move.

Pooh!

Could it be said that the snow in Tsaritsyn is less? Or is it that Tsaritsyn is not cold?

French soldiers shed their last drop of blood in Tsaritsyn.

But the Germans still stood still.

If they could advance towards Moscow in winter, the course of the war would never be like this.

At least the northern front will be pushed to the gates of Moscow, instead of sleeping in Smolensk like it is now."

Napoleon spoke a little excitedly, and his chest rose and fell violently.

Napoleon had been extremely agitated these days.

Except for the last time, the French army suffered heavy losses in the Battle of Belgorod.

Nasty hemorrhoids were also tormenting Napoleon physically and mentally.

Last night, with the help of sleeping pills, Napoleon had a good sleep.

"Your Majesty, please calm down.

After all, the war has entered this stage. In any case, during the Battle of Belgorod, we still withstood the Ming army's attack.

Moreover, we have defended Kharkov, and the Ming army has retreated on the Kursk salient.

In order to level the front and prevent a big gap from appearing."

"But the Ming army still has the advantage in equipment, with planes in the sky and tanks on the ground.

These two things are really harmful to our soldiers.

By the way, Gruul, how's the interrogation of the captured Ming pilots going?"

Speaking of airplanes, Napoleon remembered that during the Battle of Belgorod, the French army captured five Ming army pilots.

Napoleon really wanted to know the secret of the airplane from their mouths.

In his opinion, if you can fly a plane, you will definitely be able to build one.

"Their confessions are similar to those of previously captured pilots. They only know how to fly airplanes, but they do not know how to repair or manufacture airplanes.

They also explained the principles of airplanes clearly to professors at the University of Paris.

The professors also said they understood it."

"So when will we be able to have planes?"

"Uh...!" Gruul glanced at Napoleon helplessly.

"Professors at the University of Paris say that knowing the principles does not mean being able to build them.

Moreover, our steel plants cannot produce qualified materials needed for aircraft.

Our factories cannot manufacture the engines needed for aircraft."

Gruul was very helpless. His Majesty the Emperor was obviously too ambitious.

Before I could understand the tank engine running on the ground, I wanted to tinker with the aircraft engine.

"After spending so much money a year, we must come up with something useful." Napoleon roared angrily.

"Your Majesty, they still found something.

They succeeded in making the locomotive much smaller, which enabled the construction of branch line light-haul railways at a much lower cost.

Our logistics will become much better because of the light-haul railway.

Now, the front line has begun to be laid.

I believe that our logistics supplies will be greatly improved after the rainy season."

"Well! This is good news."

ps: For some well-known reasons, Adolf changed his name to Ashe.
Chapter completed!