Chapter 391

As the overlord of Europe, he had to consider the overall situation. It was obviously not enough to support the war between Russia and France. Spain had to send troops to Morocco as well.

However, it was Franz's turn to have a headache as to how to support them. It was impossible to directly go to war. The rules of the political game were very clear: protect your own wealth.

The world of the great powers was the most realistic. If they couldn't even handle a few indigenous tribes, then Spain wasn't qualified to have colonies.

Material aid was like throwing a meat bun at a dog. Morocco didn't interfere with the affairs of the Holy Roman Empire, so there was no need to suppress them.

Material aid, no matter what was given, would be a loss, so they could only use the Spiritual Encouragement Spell. Regardless of whether the Spanish government needed it or not, it was decided.

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Snowflakes fluttered down. The bustling streets of Paris during the sunset were now full of sorrow. The white sidewalk reflected a glimmer of light.

A gust of wind blew, and a sudden burst of bone-chilling wind rolled up the falling snowflakes, as if a sharp knife was cutting them …

A carriage slowly drove forward against the wind and snow. From time to time, there was the squeaking sound of the wheels pressing on the snow.

The people on the street turned a deaf ear to this scene. They came and went in a hurry.

It was almost midnight. If they didn't go home soon, they would fall into the hands of the Russian Army soldiers on duty. They would inevitably lose a layer of skin.

The window of the carriage suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man stuck his head out. He looked around and suddenly sighed.

"Paris is full of disasters!"

Since the 19th century, France had been in the limelight. However, every time after the limelight, it left behind a mess.

As the capital, Paris was the center of the tragedy. Every time suffering came, Paris was the first to bear the brunt.

The well-dressed woman patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder and comforted him, "Brea, don't sigh. Believe me, everything will be fine.

The dogs raised by the Russians have very good noses. If they catch us, it will be a problem for us as well.

Now that Paris is in their hands, we really shouldn't provoke them. The blood debt left by the Russians, we will settle with them one day. "

People under the eaves had to bow their heads. Under the Russians, even the nobles of France had to bow their heads.

Fortunately, this was the 19th century, and the era of the nobles had not yet ended. In the face of the nobles, the lawless Russian Army soldiers had to restrain themselves.

Of course, these privileges were only on the surface. Of course, no one knew what would happen in the dark.

In order to survive, the French nobles had to lower their proud heads and compromise with the Russians.

It wasn't that no one resisted, but the nobles had to suffer. Nominally, the Russian army did not kill nobles, but if they wanted to kill someone, there were many ways to do so.

Breja nodded slightly, "Don't worry, Maria. I know what to do next. Let's let the Russians be happy for a few days. "

Where there was, there, there. The oppressive rule of the Russians not only angered the French people, but also the French nobles.

Most of the rebel groups in France were secretly created by the nobles of France, and many of the leaders of the rebel forces were even children of nobles.

Of course, most of the nobles were down and out. Apart from a noble title, they were no different from ordinary people.

The real masters of the big families and businesses were all swallowing their anger. Even if he wanted to take revenge, he would do it in secret. On the surface, he was a law-abiding person.

Brea was one of them, but he was more hot-blooded than the average person. He had been working hard to get rid of the Russians.

The snow was getting heavier. The carriage stopped in a manor on the outskirts. As far as the eye could see, there were no less than 50 carriages in Brea's line of sight.

It was obvious that this was a gathering of nobles. It had to be admitted that the nobles of France were ambitious to do this under the nose of the Russians.

But after seeing the noble family insignia on the carriages, no one found it strange.

With so many nobles gathered, it was impossible to keep it a secret. Instead of a secret meeting, it was better to hold a banquet with great fanfare.

The European aristocratic circle had always been like this: "If you can't cut it off, it'll be messy."

After the European war, the anti-French alliance didn't investigate these people. It wasn't that the governments didn't want to, but they couldn't do it.

On the battlefield, life and death were fated. There was nothing to say. After the war, everyone was still a family. The seven aunts could always be relatives.

Since they were all family, they could only follow the tradition. After all, the tradition was to protect the interests of the entire noble group. As vested interests, there was no need to overturn it.

Now, these guys had only violated the Russians' no-night and illegal gatherings. It was a felony for ordinary people, but it was nothing for the nobles.

If they were arrested for illegal gatherings, the European world would probably explode tomorrow. Although the Hairy Bear wasn't afraid of European public criticism, they still wanted aid from European countries.

Unless they could prove that these guys were plotting a rebellion, the Russians couldn't do anything to them.

Walking into the banquet hall, Brea frowned even more. Although it was a banquet, there was no banquet atmosphere.

The people who came earlier gathered in twos and threes and talked about the situation. From time to time, some people sighed as if they were desperate about the situation.

Just as Brea was feeling lost, a middle-aged man not far away suddenly waved and said, "Brea, come here."

Walking over quickly, Brea pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Reiter, what were you guys talking about just now? It seems to be very lively."

Reiter replied helplessly, "Other than the current situation, what else can we be so concerned about?

Recently, the Russians have been going overboard. If this goes on, the Paris area will soon be destroyed by them.

According to the news from the docks, in the past week, the Russians have been sending away the prisoners of war they captured.

Although I don't know where they were sent to, it's definitely not a good thing for France. We've already lost a large number of young men in the European war, and now the Russians … "

It was impossible not to worry. With the end of the European war, everyone had realized the importance of population.

It was just that this realization came a little too late. Population could not be increased just because one wanted it to, and the lack of young men was even more fatal.

Before France could take a breather, the Russians had started to cause trouble again. Based on the information that everyone had, it was known that the population of France had decreased by at least two million in the past six months.

Those who died, those who were exiled, and those who ran away fled. All of France had fallen into unprecedented chaos.

Of course, it wasn't completely without benefits. Their competitors for the ruling power had also been almost completely destroyed by the Russians.

The capitalists, businessmen, intellectuals, and the middle class, who had been giving them headaches in the past, had chosen to run away because they couldn't withstand the scourge of the Russian Army.

Now, all businesses in Paris had withered, and the shops that still dared to open for business were all foreign merchants. The local businessmen had long been afraid of being looted by the Russian Army.

If it weren't for the fact that their businesses were tied to France, these nobles would probably have run away as well. Although the Russian Army wouldn't do anything to them on the surface, it was hard to say what they would do behind the scenes.

Recently, there had been many nobles who had died suddenly. The dead all had one thing in common: they had publicly expressed their anti-Russian leanings. With such a huge suspicion, no one would believe that the Russians didn't have anything to do with it.

Suspicions were just suspicions. Without direct evidence to prove that the Russians were the culprits, they couldn't complain to the international community even if they wanted to.

Compared to the pessimistic crowd, Brea was slightly more optimistic. He comforted, "The situation isn't that bad. Other than the bad news, there's another piece of good news.

The Spanish have already reduced their garrison by half. If the chaos in Morocco isn't pacified in the short term, they'll probably continue to withdraw troops.

From the current situation, it seems that the Alliance isn't preparing to send more troops to fill the gap left by the Spanish. It looks like the southern region can take a breather first. "

The anti-French Alliance troops were stationed in France, and the military expenses were borne by the French. Although the Government of Paris had gone on strike, since the Russians had taken the initiative to collect taxes, other countries would naturally follow suit.

However, compared to the straightforward Russians, everyone still knew to take a roundabout route. Usually, they would appoint locals to be tax collectors. Unless someone violently resisted the tax, the army would rarely be mobilized.

Lester waved his hand and said, "It can be considered good news for now. However, there are still some problems. However, these problems aren't something we can worry about for the time being.

Have you guys noticed that there are a few unfamiliar faces among the people attending the banquet? "

The circle of nobles wasn't big to begin with. With the sudden addition of a few unfamiliar faces, it was hard not to attract attention. With Reiter's reminder, everyone swept a glance across the entire place. Finally, their gazes stopped at a small corner.

However, considering the purpose of this banquet, everyone tacitly chose not to see them.

Being anti-Russian also required skill. It was fine to do things in the dark, but they couldn't leave any evidence for the Russians to use against them openly.

Since the people attending this banquet weren't nobles, they could only be members of the resistance.

Even if they were blood-related brothers, they could only pretend not to know each other now that their identities were hidden.

There were all kinds of birds in a big forest. It was very normal for a few traitors to appear among the nobles who had defected to the Russians.

In order to avoid being used against by the Russians, everyone had always spoken verbally when discussing countermeasures. No paper documents were left behind.

There was only one explanation for the members of the resistance to appear here so openly. It was that the bigwigs' patience with the Russian Army had reached its limit.