Austria 1840

This time, it was the Kingdom of Prussia who took the initiative to come to the door. The beginning was similar to that of Napoleon III, just to help you get northern Italy, but there was no nonsense about asking for compensation.

You see, I'm also one of the top five blacks in Europe. Some people say that Austria is the fourth or third of the top five blacks. In fact, I think it's almost the same.

Let's go, let's **** him together.

If you win the battle, I will help you cash the three that you didn't cash in.

Losing, how is it possible, I won't lose, there is no word "defeat" in my dictionary.

The Sardinian Kingdom thought, he is a kingdom, and I am also a kingdom, they are all at the same level.

His dictionary didn't "beat and lose", what about my dictionary? Forget it, don't want it, headache, that's all.

Northern Italy is still less than Venice, so hanging people is not a good idea.

After thinking about it, and being driven by unrealistic goals, the saliva gushed.

In the end, my heart was overwhelmed. No matter what, let's fight it first. Anyway, if we don't cede the land, we won't pay indemnity.

No, we can't fight first, we have to prevent the pit of taking the three **** balls, so we signed a binding agreement with Prussia: we are not allowed to negotiate a separate peace.

It's scary. The fifth black man is also a black and absurd club. It's hard for you to expect him to obey the rules.

In the end, I lost, just like before.

It was not Prussia who lost, but the Kingdom of Sardinia who lost.

The Prussian dictionary does not have the word "beaten", but in the dictionary of the Kingdom of Sardinia, except for the word "beater", everything else is blank.

No wonder you Tamader said that the word "defeat" didn't exist in your dictionary, and you co-authored the word "defeat" in our dictionary.

Fortunately, the Black Old Five Prussia is in the rising stage, so you need to have a face. He really helped the Sardinian kingdom to fulfill the other half that Napoleon promised but did not fulfill, and the Sardinian kingdom captured Venice.

This defeat can still take advantage of it, and it can also capture a large number of fertile fields, a large number of subjects, beautiful women and land. Isn't it something that makes men adrenaline rush.

This matter adds a little bit of material to the genes of the future Kingdom of Italy, that is, it has to hold thick legs, and it has to hold thick legs.

This is also the reason why Italy was together with the German Empire dominated by Prussia before the First World War, but not with France. First, France's thighs were not as thick as Germany's, and second, you were a little too old.

Of course, in the end, I still felt that the English thighs were thicker than the German thighs, so I changed the thighs and hugged them, and changed the court before the war.

It's like betting on the ball, at the last moment, suddenly turning the bet and betting on it, and he won.

But Italy, who won the victory, didn't gain much, so after this, I felt that England, like France, was a bit old and unreliable.

During World War II, they were no longer with Britain and France. Of course, this is a later story, let's stop for now.

Overall, the entire Italian region is pretty much the same, at least not bad in name.

Two Sicilies, the original Spanish sphere of influence, was scared away by the zombies brought by Garibaldi.

The Milan and Venice area, the old club is Austria, was brought back with the help of France and Prussia. It's just that the Milan area is not worth it, and it may not be as good as the Savoy and Nice that we ceded.

Compare Prussia and draw a conclusion that France is abominable.

Rome, only Rome, is still entrenched in a team, the French family has tens of thousands of soldiers, and they cannot leave.

It is also euphemistically called a guardian, to protect you as a big-headed bastard, isn't it just because we Italians have thin legs and short arms, we can't do anything for you, are you bullying us?

In this way, France became more and more hideous.

In the blink of an eye, in 1870, Napoleon III came out to die in a fancy way, spinning in the air for two and a half weeks in a fancy way.

God can still live through sin, but people can't be saved if they die.

Take three, Europe has legislation in the 21st century, allowing suicide, you know?

Prussia, as the fifth of Europe's top five blacks, had just played against the fourth. He won a small victory, and his self-confidence was bursting.

Since you are going to die, I will fulfill you and let you die clearly and properly.

The third black man thought, if you can win one and a half with Austria, it's not because I didn't take the "positive and neutral" factor to help you. At this time, you still gave me energy.

Of course it's superficial.

In fact, in essence, it was a freshly released black fourth, and the third black was considered a long time ago, but it was not too obvious, so he lured the third to live broadcast and showed it to the whole of Europe as a death show.

It was the same as when he lured Sardin with three. But change the location.

When France and Prussia compete for the three black and old sons, they must all explode their troops. France also brought back the troops stationed abroad.

This time, the Sardinian Kingdom took over the position where the French army evacuated, and directly occupied the small 20,000 square kilometers of the Papal Kingdom.

Oh, let me go, this is the real Kingdom of Italy, and even that Napoleon the Great has to **** with me.

The Sardinian kingdom is so proud.

Unfortunately, the Catholic world still put some pressure on him, and in the end he had no choice but to keep the seat of the Papal State's court, the Vatican.

How big is the Vatican, less than half a square kilometer, how much is it? 044 square kilometers, how big is the Papal State, 17,242 square kilometers.

Picking up the leaks to this level, and adding some other genes to the freshly-baked "complete" Kingdom of Italy.

So far, Italy

The Kingdom of Italy is "completely" officially unified.

Unfortunately, also because of opportunistic things, such as climbing dragons and phoenixes, picking up leaks and other small advantages, various other genes in Italy have been formed.

From the point of view of modern science, it is actually path dependence, psychological dependence, with a hammer in hand, it is a nail everywhere.

The same is true for the Prussian king of explosives, who can fight, but as a result, he wants to use fighting to solve everything.

The same is true for that Austrian who is tyrannical in his lower body. If he can get married, he thinks of using marriage to solve everything.

In fact, this is also the tragedy of a small country. There are only a few methods, and there is only one most effective. Slowly, there is only one effective.

You see, the British Empire, the original shit-stirring stick, and the current Lighthouse Country are all skilled in all kinds of methods.

What did Lamarck before Darwin say? Use it or lose it!

Well, after sighing about Italy, we have to go back to Karl, the old and the young.

After the military inspection, old Carl was in a strange mood, happy, lonely, excited, and timid, as if he had a little lover here.

Little Carl was not that Lu Changqing, and his three views of the red flag and bunting were not correct. Looking at the scratching of old Carl's ears, he also thought this way.

"I was born in Italy, Florence. Of course, it's still a bit far from here."

Old Carl said softly, seeming to have a little memory.

It's not a bit of a distance. Florence and Verona are 200 kilometers away. That's a lot of distance, especially in this age and traffic conditions. Little Carl groaned.

However, these two places are particularly famous. Florence is the base of the Renaissance, and Verona is actually the base of Romeo and Juliet.

One story trumps a hundred stories in Florence.

Even if there are a hundred people including Dante, Da Vinci, Galileo, Michelangelo, Boccaccio, etc., they are shivering under the two butterflies.

Stop it, stop it, demon monk, please stop it, stop talking about it, two butterflies, those are Liang Zhu, not a pig.

Oh, for one thing, please don't diss me in the details.

The details are all made up, but the ones you've heard about were made earlier and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. I made them up later, so not many people know about them, and the number of people who believe them is almost meaningless.

I allow you to diss me logically, although I may not take care of your diss.

Besides, if you insist on saying that the two butterflies are Liang Zhu, I can also break up with you. I think the two butterflies are Yang Chengang.

Monk, don't be in a hurry. Pang Long is two butterflies, and Yang Chengang is a mouse who loves rice.

Talk to me again, Mickey Mouse is Disney, why is it Yang Chengang?

Alright, demon monk, you are so annoying. Stop and tell us something serious about old Carl.

………………

Old Carl started his Italian story with a yearning for his childhood.

Unfortunately, there is not much content. As a prince of the Holy Roman Empire, he will soon go to Vienna.

"Although I haven't stayed in Italy for a long time, I still have a deep affection for this place."

In the end, old Carl concluded with one sentence.

This is obviously adultery. Little Carl sighed inwardly.

"This Gardaju is the largest lake in the Italian region and the third largest in the foothills of the Alps, after Lake Geneva and Lake Constance."

The old war **** brought little Carl to the lake, and roamed freely.

It seems that he is no longer the **** of war, the pillar of the Habsburg family, or the pinnacle of the Austrian Empire. He became an ordinary old man.

Could it be that the old guy has an old lover here, but he is also old, probably not. Little Carl was thinking there.

After a while, I arrived at a place with the same name as Lake Garda. It was a large villa that looked no smaller than the one in Budapest.

The two people in front of the door had planned to come over to expel people, but just in time, the old butler came out, hurried forward, and called out to the Grand Duke softly.

"Is Ludovica here?"

"Yes, Grand Duke, but Miss, she is still busy, do you think?"

"I'll wait for her here for a while. She'll come back after she's done. Is there so much homework at the University of Bologna?"

The old housekeeper smiled and didn't answer.

Taking advantage of the old military **** who closed his eyes and rested there~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Little Carl looked around and sorted out his thoughts.

Entering from the gate, it is also 200 meters away. It is estimated that the entire house covers an area of ​​more than half a square kilometer, which is larger than the Vatican City, but the Vatican City is in the city center, and this one is in the suburbs.

"dad."

It didn't take long before I heard the sound of dong dong dong, and then a girl about the age of Martha rushed into old Carl's arms.

Ashamed, I always thought that there was an adulterous affair. After a long time, she was the daughter of my uncle, and she was my aunt again.

"Okay, okay, Ludovica, why are you still so busy when you come back, isn't it about schoolwork?"

Old Carl patted his daughter's head and asked with a smile.

"The main reason is that I have a paper to publish, and now I am a lecturer, so I have two jobs, one for the teacher and one for the student."

"Ludovica, this is little Carl, the third eldest of Mrs. Sophie's family. It's important to be smart, don't treat him as a child of six or seven years old, at least treat him as an adult of sixteen or seven years old."

"Aunt Ludovika, are you here?

Teaching at the University of Bologna? "

Little Carl asked, of course he won't mention her studying in Bologna. Teaching seems to be much higher than reading.

"Yes, little Carl, I am a lecturer here. Of course, I will continue to study here."

Except for the uncle and father, the Habsburg family are all smart people. Little Carl sighed.