I Am the Crown Prince in France

Chapter 459 "The Merit is Complete"

"Your Highness, no enemy troops were found in the area of ​​the Bull River." Berthier reined in his horse and raised his hat to Joseph.

"Okay, keep marching faster." Joseph nodded and raised a few papers in his hand, "Marshal Lacy's personal letter, praising and thanking the Second Company of the Third Hussar Battalion, and sending 5,000 florins."

Berthier smiled: "If it weren't for their timely cover, Marshal Lacy's headquarters might have been caught up by the Prussian cavalry.

"However, the young men of the Second Hussar Company were indeed very brave, and four of them received medals. Especially the lieutenant named Joachim Murat, who has won the Silver Iris Medal for the second time in half a year."

Murat killed three enemy soldiers this time, captured a Prussian major, and led the team to escort Marshal Lacy to a safe area, almost enough to win the Gold Iris Medal.

"He is really an outstanding cavalryman! "Joseph looked surprised, but he was not surprised at all.

This is Murat - the cavalry commander of Emperor Napoleon in history. He once led tens of thousands of cavalry to charge in the Battle of Eylau, tore through the central defense line of the Russian army, and annihilated dozens of Russian artillery companies, laying the foundation for victory in one fell swoop.

Such talents can never cover up their own brilliance anywhere.

Joseph said to Berthier again: "I think Lieutenant Murat can be promoted as an exception."

"Yes, Your Highness. In fact, the General Staff also suggested that he be promoted directly to captain."

As the two were talking, a messenger came and handed a report to Berthier: "General, this is the latest battle report from Breslau."

The latter opened it and read it quickly, and said to Joseph excitedly: "Your Highness, Marshal Lacy's troops have arrived at the Breslau Fortress and will soon be able to launch an attack. And as you expected, the main force of the Prussian army is rushing to Breslau for reinforcement. "

Joseph heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this. After so many twists and turns, he finally got close to the situation he wanted. There was no major change in the military power comparison between Prussia and Austria. When the Duke of Brunswick arrived in Breslau, they should re-form a confrontation near the fortress.

On his side, he would be able to reach the city of Liegnitz in three days. Although the Duke of Brunswick left nearly 10,000 defenders there, he came with the main force of the Guards.

Since its establishment, the Guards have rarely fought a battle with an advantage in force, so there should be no accidents in the siege.

When the city of Liegnitz is handed over to Marshal Lacy, then he will be completely "fulfilled in his duty".

By then, William II, who lost Liegnitz, will definitely not give up, and the Austrian side will not be able to stop. It is easy to recapture a province in Silesia, and it is impossible to let it go.

Both sides will continue to increase their troops and fight on the Breslau front. France can use this time to develop and even sell supplies to the war-torn German region.

Alas, for the future of France, the great Holy Roman Empire can only work hard.

...

The Duke of Brunswick frowned at the gloomy sky and shouted at the soldiers to speed up.

The old guy Lacy dared to attack Breslau without sufficient supplies, completely disrupting his deployment.

But the garrison of Breslau Fortress was too small. The nearby security forces were urgently transferred, but there were less than 9,000 people. It is very likely that the Austrians will break through if they are not careful.

"God, please don't rain. "

He looked up at the dark clouds again, but heard the sound of hurried horse hooves. He turned around and saw a messenger covered in mud running up to him, saying with a bitter face: "Marshal, Liegnitz..."

"The enemy attacked Liegnitz?"

The messenger nodded: "Yes, Marshal. When General August sent me here, the enemy's vanguard had already entered the suburbs. "

The Duke of Brunswick immediately roared: "What the hell is August doing? ! "

The day before yesterday, the messenger from Liegnitz told him that no enemy movements were found. In just less than two days, the place was lost!

He looked down at the saddle with a gloomy face. Just half a month ago, he was still triumphantly attacking the Austrian defense line, ready to end the Silesia War and return to Potsdam.

At this time, he was thinking about how to apologize to His Majesty the King...

Vienna.

In the VIP room on the second floor of the luxurious technical academy "Red Boots", a young woman with the most popular makeup among the ladies put her arm around Bazel's neck, looked at him coquettishly, and said in a coquettish voice: "Mr. Miller, if you have difficulty in 'standing up', I have some mummy powder here. Although it is a bit expensive, it is guaranteed to work..."

As she said, her hand touched his crotch.

"Please get out of the way! "Bazel slapped her hand away, and then immediately lay on the keyhole again.

The "Red Boots" technician was very dedicated. She came up again and unbuttoned her chest: "Sir, you can let me do anything..."

Bazel suddenly felt a little sore in his legs, so he pulled her to the door: "Then please help me watch the side room, the one with the Hera statue in front of the door. If there is any movement there, tell me immediately."

"Ah? Oh..." The technician reluctantly bent down and looked at the keyhole.

Bazel picked up the violin for entertainment and played it silently.

Soon, the technician complained: "Are you interested in Miss Feeney? Then why are you looking for me..."

Feeney is the technician serving in the room diagonally opposite.

Bazel said calmly: "No, what I want is that man."

"Uh..." The skilled woman's eyes were filled with gossip, "So are you here to 'catch an adulterer'?"

"That's right. Please keep an eye on it."

"Okay, sir. I will definitely help you deal with that 'heartless man'!"

Another hour later, the technician rubbed her sore waist and suddenly lowered her voice and exclaimed: "Mr. Miller, the door, the door is open!"

A cold light suddenly flashed in Bazel's eyes, he dropped his violin, took off his bag from the coat rack, opened the conservator's door, and pushed out the door.

Baron Walter turned back to look at Miss Feeney hanging on him. Suddenly he felt something strange about the light beside him. He turned around and saw a man in his mid-thirties staring at him fiercely.

"Who are you? What are you going to do..."

As he was speaking, he saw the other party pull out a pistol from his bag and point it directly at his left chest. The second half of his words immediately changed to "Don't, don't do this..."

Bazel said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Devil, don't think that you can bully Camelia just because the French Crown Prince is not here! Go and repent to God!"

Immediately, he decisively pulled the trigger, and the flint clip landed on the lighter with a "pop" sound.