Make France Great Again

General Renault left the Palais Bonaparte together with Major Edgar Ney.

In order to prevent Prince Cono, who lives in the Bonaparte Palace, from being disturbed unnecessarily, General Renault specially sent an additional team around the Bonaparte Palace to protect the safety of the Bonaparte Palace and Prince Cono.

Since it was the information that came from the mouth of Prince Cono, then of course General Renio chose to believe it without thinking.

After thinking about it for a long time, General Renio on the horse turned his head to look at Edgar Ney, who was also on the horse beside him, and said, "Did you know the news about Prince Kono early on?"

Edgar Ney shook his head with a wry smile and said, "If I knew that Prince Kono was in the city, why wouldn't I stop you from firing on the city!"

Edgar Ney looked back at the Bonaparte Palace in the setting sun with lingering fear and said in a low voice: "This is the residence of the Empress Dowager and the two generations of Prince Kono! The Empress Dowager spent her whole life in it! I just don't know that Your Majesty Have you ever lived here!"

After listening to Edgar Ney's narration, even a strong-willed person like General Renio couldn't help but feel a bit of chill, and his body couldn't help but shiver.

Fortunately, during the bombardment of Rome, Piazza Venezia did not become the target of artillery bombardment.

Otherwise, General Renault really does not know how to explain the Bonaparte Palace to His Excellency the President.

Thinking of this, General Renio made up his mind to expel Garibaldi and others from the inner city.

If the trouble continues, there may be some big trouble.

"Pass my order, the troops will immediately speed up the contraction! We must force Garibaldi to break through the St. John's Gate!" General Renio solemnly issued the order.

"Yes!" Edgar Ney, who had received the order, quickly steered his horse to convey General Renio's order.

Just when General Reinho was determined to completely expel Garibaldi from the inner city of Rome, Prince Cono in Bonaparte's palace and his son Lucien were about to have a heart-to-heart talk between father and son.

At this moment, Prince Charles Bonaparte of Corno was standing by the window gazing at the gradually setting sun.

"Boom boom boom"

The crisp and rhythmic knock on the door reached Prince Kono, who said flatly, "Come in!"

The door of the study opened slowly.

Lucien entered the study.

"Are they gone?" Prince Cono, who turned his back to Lucien, said flatly.

"Let's go!" Lucien responded, and continued to add: "Now the French army has occupied the entire inner city!"

"Yes!" Prince Kono said with emotion, he turned around and patted Lucien on the shoulder and said in a kind tone: "The road ahead, you have to go on your own!"

Prince Corno's words stunned Lucien, he didn't understand his father's meaning: "Father, what I'm talking about is that the army of the French Republic has occupied the whole of Rome!"

"I know!" Prince Kono nodded in response.

"Then why are you leaving?" Lucien asked puzzledly, "They came to Rome on the orders of Uncle Jerome. Even if you join the Roman Republic, they will not expel you!"

"Alas!" Prince Cono sighed, "The French army may not expel me, but the Pope, his bishops, and the nobles who fled from Rome will definitely not let me go. After the pope is restored, he may think that your uncle will not embarrass me, but they will definitely expel me! At that time, not only I will be expelled, but you may also be at risk of being expelled!"

"Then let's go together!" Lucien said to Prince Cono: "Let's leave Rome together, Britain, France, and America can go anywhere!"

"No!" Prince Cono said to Lucien in a stern tone: "I will leave Rome with your mother, and you will stay in Rome alone! As long as I leave, not only will the Pope and the others not embarrass you, they will For your uncle's sake, let you be promoted quickly! Didn't you always dream of becoming a cardinal like your great-uncle?"

"I..." Lucien, who always thought of running away from his father, was unwilling to be separated from his parents when he really waited until the separation. He said with a stiff neck, "I don't care! I want to be with you!"

"What a bastard!" Prince Kono said with a stern tone, blowing his beard and staring at his eyes, "What on earth did I do all this for? It's not for the future of you and your brother!"

"You did this only for yourself!" Lucien retorted loudly: "You didn't have to get involved, but you still went in without hesitation!"

Lucien's words were like a sharp knife, peeling off Prince Cono's firm belief, revealing his unwillingness to be lonely.

Since the news of Jerome Bonaparte's presidency of the French Republic reached Rome via France, Prince Kono's ambition was also awakened with Jerome Bonaparte's success.

The desire for politics originating from Bonaparte's blood was activated, and Prince Kono began to "make waves" in the Papal State without a pope.

Jerome Bonaparte's success made him blindly believe that he must be as famous as his cousin.

At that time, the cousin will be the president of the French Republic, and he will also become the president of the Roman Republic and even the Italian Republic.

Every time he thought of this, Prince Kono couldn't stop getting excited.

Under the special publicity of Prince Kono, his reputation gradually increased.

There were even gossips in some areas of Rome that Prince Cono should be in power.

The dream of becoming the ruler of Rome lasted from December to January, until the arrival of Mazzini and others completely shattered the dream of Prince Cono.

The Roman Republic was established, the ruling trio headed by Mazzini was established, and Prince Cono, who was instigated from top to bottom, was robbed of the fruits of victory.

In order to appease Prince Kono's emotions, and also to take care of the relationship between the Roman Republic and the French Republic, Mazzini handed over the position of Minister of Education to Prince Kono.

The huge gap in heart made Prince Kono unhappy all day long, the Ministry of Education did not see Prince Kono at all, and Mazzini gradually forgot about Prince Kono.

It wasn't until France landed at the port of Civitavecchia and appeared on the outskirts of the Roman Republic that Prince Cono was remembered. He hurriedly invited Prince Cono over and asked him to write a letter to Jerome Bonaparte, hoping that France would The Republic and the Roman Republic could join hands in the struggle for national liberation.

Looking at the passionate Mazzini, Prince Kono was even more convinced that the guy in front of him was just a "magic stick" wearing the cloak of Italian unity, and he immediately resigned to Mazzini.

After a few seconds of silence, Mazzini agreed to Prince Kono's resignation.

Prince Cono, who had withdrawn from the Roman Republic, returned to the Bonaparte Palace until the French Republic entered the inner city.

"I...I am an irresponsible father!" Prince Kono said in a low tone, "I fulfill my duty as a father!"

"No! Father, you have paved the way for me and my brother!" Lucien comforted Prince Cono and said, "My brother will inherit the title of Prince Cono, and I will become the cardinal of Rome! Such an arrangement Enough already!"

"Really!" Prince Kono raised his head, with a trace of earnestness in his eyes, he hoped to be recognized.

"En!" Lucien nodded and responded, "Our life is already beyond the envy of many people, and all of this is due to your efforts!"

Prince Corno showed a wry smile. Of course he understood that this was Lucien's consolation, and his so-called credit was just an embellishment under Bonaparte's halo.

"well!"

...

As night fell, a round of bright moonlight and stars dotted the dark sky.

Under the moonlight as clear as water, the detachment wearing sequoias and tall hats decorated with black feathers walked quietly through the streets of the inner city of Rome. They are Garibaldi's personal guards, and the bearded middle-aged man at the front of the team is Garibaldi.

The detachment arrived at the church of St. Lateran, the gathering place, without encountering any attack. Garibaldi took out his pocket watch and waited for the scheduled time to arrive.

The veterans holding muskets in the unit watched the movement around them vigilantly for fear of a sudden surprise attack. The new recruits who had only experienced one or two battles just now had trembling hands and kept swallowing their saliva to link the depths of their hearts. tension.

As the time passed, more than 20 small teams arrived one after another, and Garibaldi's troop strength changed from more than 200 people to a huge team of 4,000 people.

The quiet environment made Garibaldi smell something unusual. Years of wars had allowed Garibaldi to develop a vigilant instinct for war. He frowned and thought carefully.

The black wife standing beside him looked at Garibaldi puzzled and asked in Spanish: "What's wrong? Shouldn't we break out?"

"I always feel something is wrong there! Don't you think the current environment seems too quiet?" Garibaldi also responded in French.

"It's a bit quiet!" The black wife nodded and urged, "But we're running out of time!"

yes! The time left for Garibaldi is running out!

Now that we have come to the Lateran Church, we absolutely cannot continue to change the plan.

You must know that the French "bandit army" is in Rome, and they must break out of the outer city as soon as possible to fight guerrillas with them!

"The original plan remains unchanged!" Garibaldi issued an order.

The troops moved out quickly, and it was not long before they came to the vicinity of St. John's Gate.

The team responsible for guarding the St. John's Gate was notified early on by General Reynolds that after two confrontations with Garibaldi's army, the French army "defeated".

The hasty retreat of the French army once again aroused Garibaldi's vigilance, but this vigilance was soon interrupted by his wife's urging voice.

"Quick! Go!" Garibaldi rushed out of the inner city and came to the periphery.

As long as we get here, everything will be fine!

Garibaldi who rushed out of the inner city showed a joyful smile.

However, Garibaldi's smile was not happy for too long, a shell flew to the center of the team and exploded, followed by murderous voices from around: "Kill!"

Only then did Garibaldi realize that he might have jumped out of the encirclement carefully designed by the French army.

Garibaldi, who had no time to think about being betrayed, took the lead and led the crowd to break through.

In the face of the mighty French army, Garibaldi and his volunteers showed their will to fight. However, the newly formed troops were outnumbered and defeated in terms of combat skills, weapon level and strength comparison.

The battle lasted until about three o'clock in the morning. Edgar Ney, who was covered in enemy blood, reported to Renio: "Report to the commander, we have annihilated 2,700 people in this battle, captured 1,000 people, and the remaining 300 people People escaped from the encirclement, and our troops are chasing them!"

"Where's Garibaldi? Has he been captured!" General Renio asked Edgar Ney.

Edgar Ney glanced around, and after confirming that there was no one else around, he whispered to General Renio: "I have followed your instructions to open a way for Garibaldi, can he escape successfully? It depends on his ability!"

General Reinho showed approval in his eyes. For the French army that will be stationed in Rome for a long time, a living Garibaldi is more useful than a dead Garibaldi.

In layman's terms, France's current behavior is called raising the bandits' self-respect.

"Also, please write to tell Your Excellency the President immediately that we have occupied Rome!"