Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

"Save me, save me, I don't dare anymore, don't kill me..."

"Mom, I want to go home to find you..."

Low moans and howls echoed in the streets.

The bluestone slabs on the ground of the Gate of Versailles were dyed blood red.

People with broken limbs crawled out from the pile of corpses, screaming and crawling out in fear.

Armored vehicles and tanks are equipped with large-caliber heavy machine guns.

The bullet is thicker than a thumb, and with its powerful kinetic energy, it can directly break not only the arm but also the thigh.

The powerful kinetic energy penetrated every body, and after less than five minutes of shooting, no one dared to stand.

Even the Gallic civilians on both sides who were welcoming the troops into the city lay on the ground in fear and dared not move.

"go ahead!"

The commander had an expressionless face. He threw the assault rifle in his hand to the soldier next to him, raised his hand and waved, giving the order to advance.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The tracks rubbed against the ground, making a deafening roar.

The rioters who were still alive among the corpses looked at the approaching chariot in horror, screaming in fear, and using their remaining limbs, desperately tried to crawl out of the pile of corpses.

But there were too many corpses and his speed was too slow, so he could only watch as the tracks crushed the corpses and his legs like rotten watermelons, and slowly reached his body.

"what!"

The scream before death frightened the surrounding Gallic people so much that they trembled and a yellow liquid flowed out from their timid bodies.

"Okay, that's enough. Such a nice city gate, it's a pity to dirty it."

Just as the tank troops were about to set off and follow the tanks in front to pass, a calm voice gave the order to stop.

The Gallic people, who were lying on the ground and dared not move, heard someone propose to stop the attack. They raised their heads curiously to see who was so bold as to dare to stop such a brutal Ming army.

However, when they looked up, they were stunned.

Sitting on a fine horse was a Westerner wearing the military uniform of the Ming Dynasty. Judging from the gorgeousness of his uniform, his status was definitely not low.

"what!"

Some of the older people looked at the people on the horses with confusion, their eyes full of memories and thoughts.

I always feel that this person looks familiar, but I can't remember where I have seen him.

"Yes, your Majesty, the Emperor Napoleon."

Suddenly, an old man with wrinkles on his face and gray hair got up from the ground, looked at Napoleon who had already looked over, and cheered in surprise.

Hearing the old man's cheers, the Gallic roosters still lying on the ground were speechless.

Napoleon has been dead for more than 40 years, how could he appear here?

However, some people were still curious and secretly looked at Napoleon sitting on the horse.

However, when they saw this, many older people looked a little surprised.

"Is it really you who are back?"

Qiu Fuer, who was also shocked by the killing, heard the old man's cry and turned his eyes to Napoleon.

He actually met Napoleon, and before Napoleon's death, when he was only 18 years old, he served as a member of Napoleon's guard.

Others might think that this person looks very much like Napoleon, but he can be 100% sure that the man riding on a horse and wearing a Ming army uniform is definitely their Emperor Napoleon.

Appearance can be imitated, but the eyes, words, movements, and the aura that one exudes cannot be imitated by anyone.

"Your Majesty, is it really you?"

Qiu Fuer staggered over, came to the horse with tears in his eyes, and looked at Napoleon expectantly and nervously.

Napoleon, who was scanning the surroundings, looked down at Qiu Fuer after hearing this, thought for a moment and replied, "You are Qiu Fuer from the 3rd Squadron. Your brother is called Lieder. He served as my guard captain for a day, right?"

Qiu Fule fell to his knees and started crying.

If he was just guessing just now, now he can be 100% sure.

His brother was about 10 years older than him. When he was young, he followed Napoleon in his battles. Later, he made great contributions and served as the captain of Napoleon's guard. However, he only served for one day and died in battle.

He learned about this from a letter from his brother's good friend, but his brother's good friend died in battle the day after the letter was written. Almost no one knew about this.

"Okay, get up, kid."

Napoleon smiled and raised his hand, then raised his whip and pointed to the gate of Versailles.

"Send someone to clean up this place so as not to hinder the army's entry."

Qiu Fule wiped his tears, climbed up from the ground, and nodded excitedly.

However, he still had some doubts in his heart. Napoleon had been dead for more than 40 years. Even if his death was faked, he would not be able to remain young.

Suddenly, he had a bold guess in his mind.

Legend has it that Napoleon was favored by God and was given the power of eternal life.

This legend was widely circulated at that time, but not many people believed it.

He looked up at Napoleon and couldn't help but wonder, "Could that legend be true?" "Oh my God, I discovered a secret."

Qiu Fule's heart was pounding, but he dared not show it on his face. He quickly ordered his black dogs and the summoned laborers and serfs to clean up the mess in front of the Versailles gate.

Corpses were dragged aside, heads chopped off and impaled on spears and placed against the city wall.

The rest was crushed by the tanks and was cleaned up one by one with a shovel, then rinsed with water and finally sprinkled with flowers.

During the cleanup period, more and more people learned that the man on the horse was Napoleon.

According to speculation, their Emperor Napoleon may have left the West and went to the East, joined the Ming Dynasty, and became a high-ranking figure.

Now that the Ming Dynasty is conquering the West, Napoleon, once the leader here, has been arranged here to serve as the headquarters of Great Europe and manage the entire European continent.

The news spread quickly in the city, and the Gallic roosters were very excited.

Although it was the Ming people who occupied their land, at least the top leaders were their own people, and that was their great emperor Napoleon.

Napoleon was the emperor of their Gallic rooster. If the Ming Dynasty conquered the entire West, even if everyone was a loser, they and the Governor of Great Europe were from the same country, so their status would be higher than others.

After the cleanup was completed, Napoleon waved his hand, and the passionate march sounded again, even more rhythmic and louder than before.

The black dogs standing guard on both sides no longer looked decadent with hunched backs, but instead they held their heads high with their chests puffed out, looking straight at Napoleon, as if they were accepting the inspection of the emperor.

"Ta Tata..."

Accompanied by passionate music, the Ming army marched into the Gate of Versailles and headed towards the Bastille Place in front of the City Hall.

Napoleon would not be so stupid as to live in the palace, although it used to be his palace, but it is not now.

He is just a subject, not the emperor here.

If he dared to live there regardless of the consequences, Napoleon could guarantee with his butt that Xu Da, who was leading the troops behind him, would definitely shoot him to death without any mercy.

"Long live..."

As Napoleon rode his warhorse and followed the troops into the city, a large number of people who had gathered on both sides of the street waved their hats and flowers and cheered loudly for Napoleon.

It was just like the grand scene many years ago when Napoleon led his troops back from a victorious battle.

Listening to the familiar cheers, Napoleon's face remained expressionless.

If it were Napoleon who was defeated in the war, he might be moved by such a scene.

But in Napoleon's world, with the help of Zhu Zhanjun, he had already ruled the whole of Europe.

However, even though he had a strong army, he did not march eastward. This was out of respect for the monarch Zhu Zhanjun.

No matter who rules the East, that is an internal matter of Yanhuang. If he becomes greedy, he will go and occupy that land.

Not to mention the resistance from the locals, Old Master Zhu and others would not treat him well.

Amid cheers and shouts, Napoleon arrived at the City Hall, where officials were already waiting.

"Oh my god, it really is you."

An old man in his 60s excitedly walked to Napoleon's horse, looking at him with admiration in his eyes.

There was a woman next to him, dressed very luxuriously, and she must be his wife.

"you are?"

Napoleon frowned. He didn't recognize who the old man was, but from the look in his eyes, he definitely knew him.

"I'm Charles Louis!"

The old man quickly revealed his identity.

Napoleon then realized that the old man was his nephew, who later became Napoleon III.

"So it's you. I didn't expect you were still alive."

Napoleon said calmly, then looked at the members of parliament who were standing on the stairs, looking at him with complicated eyes.

Charles wanted to get closer to Napoleon, but he just replied and ignored him, walking aside awkwardly.

Napoleon dismounted from his horse and, under the protection of his guards, strode up the stairs.

He would not walk into these people alone. When he first became famous, he was almost beaten to death by these guys.

From then on, he had experience, and except when he was with his wife, he was protected by guards wherever he went.

"From today on, the Gallic Rooster Empire will cease to exist and will be unified under the management of the Ming Dynasty. And I, Napoleon, will be the first Governor-General of Great Europe."

"A lot of people know my temper before, but I want to tell you that my temper is even worse now."

"I hope you can do your job honestly under the leadership of Daming, otherwise..."

Napoleon swept his eyes across everyone's face with an indifferent look, and said in a cold voice: "Even if God comes, he can't save you."

"I'm sure you all know how you suppressed the slave rebellion and how Da Meili massacred the Indians."

"And I know that very well, too."

"So, don't be proud of my identity, otherwise there will be no white skin in Paris anymore."

"Oh, and those dirty black guys, I hope you guys are good and do your serf work well, otherwise I will remind you of the fear you once had!" (End of this chapter)