The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria’s Mandate of Heaven

Ambrosius walked alone in the corridor, and the surrounding scenery did not arouse his interest at all.

Suddenly, a figure flashed at the corner of the corridor.

Ambrosius took a closer look and quickly covered his face.

"My dear lady, you don't slap someone in the face! I don't know where I offended you, and I apologize to you." Ambrosius still has self-cultivation.

"I didn't come here to ask you to apologize." Thalia replied confidently.

"Who is it?" Ambrosius asked.

Thalia stepped aside, and Ambrosius saw the little boy he had seen twice.

"You are Franz, and I am Ambrosius. You should call me Uncle."

"Uncle Ambrosius, if you really want to marry a princess, I have a suggestion."

Ambrosius looked at the child in front of him, and then at Thalia beside him.

"You must be joking with me, this is not a good boy."

"I'm serious." Franz made a very serious expression.

Ambrosius pointed to Talia.

"Is she a princess?"

Franz shook his head.

Ambrosius let out a long breath.

Thalia looked like she had eaten an unripe tomato, staring at Ambrosius viciously.

"There is a real princess in Southeast Asia who needs your rescue. Her country is suffering from internal and external troubles. She needs a real knight to protect her."

"After saving her, she will marry me? Then I will use her country as a dowry. After I inherit her country, I will merge it into Austria. Wouldn't I add luster to the family and the empire?" Have you expanded your territory?"

Franz blushed for a while, the grand duke's brain circuit was a bit strange, but this is good, so as to save brainwashing.

Thalia on the side confirmed again that none of the members of this family had a normal mind.

"Where is that princess?" Ambrosius asked impatiently.

"Chenla," replied Franz.

"My God, how do I get there."

"You can apply to be an Army observer, and then go on a church ship."

At this time, the Austrian navy had hardly been out of the Mediterranean Sea, let alone Chenla as far away as Southeast Asia.

Moreover, the Austrian Navy will not dispatch warship escorts in order to protect a no-name grand duke.

On the contrary, the Catholic Church has already penetrated into the interior of Chenla. Not only can they send people safely, but they can also provide local first-hand information.

"Then how did I meet that princess?"

"It depends on your own ability."

....

Ambrosius was speechless for a while, and took a deep breath.

"Why don't you know anything?"

"I'm just a kid passing by."

"Okay! Then you can at least tell me what her name is."

"An Mei."

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At this time, Chenla was the colony of Siam and Vietnam.

As a king, Anzan resisted foreign aggression for the last time in 1816, that is, 18 years ago.

The two sides established countless fortresses in Chenla in an attempt to carve up the land, but as the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.

Siam and Vietnam are fighting constantly on the land of Chenla.

The two sides in the battle are King Rama III in the history of Siam, and his opponent is Emperor Mingming, the first emperor of Vietnam through the ages.

Chenla is now Cambodia and Siam is now Thailand.

But while Siam and Vietnam frantically invaded Chenla, they forgot the importance of people's hearts and minds.

The two sides frantically recruited Chenla people as coolies and stepped up their plunder in Chenla.

As a result, the people of Chenla are in dire straits, and people who yearn for peace pin their hopes on the king who has not been seen for more than ten years.

Every Chenla uprising will be under the banner of saving the royal family.

There are more than a dozen rebels in Chenla, but they are more willing to protect their property or be the king of the mountain than to save the royal family.

King Anzan was controlled by the Vietnamese while his brother Anzan was controlled by the Siamese.

The Chenla government is loyal to Anzan, but the Vietnamese general Zhang Mingdao is the actual ruler of the Chenla government.

However, within the Chenla government, many senior officials hoped that Ann would become king and borrow troops from Siam to expel the Vietnamese.

Of course, some people hope to welcome Anzan back and drive the Siamese out of Chenla.

The Chenla rebel army wanted to kill all the officials, as well as the Siamese and Vietnamese invaders.

Anzan's level of timidity can be described as unimaginable.

Emperor Mingming of Vietnam once wanted to send Anzan back to Chenla, and join forces with him to reverse the unfavorable situation against Siam.

However, An Zan actually refused, the reason is very simple, that is, he is afraid of death. He boasted to Emperor Mingming of Vietnam that he could command the army of Chenla by remote control.

Anzan recruited a group of wizards to practice in the palace and ignited the palace.

Emperor Mingming, Ruan Fuzhen, killed all the wizards brought by Anzan in a fit of anger, and then imprisoned Anzan himself on a luxury cruise ship.

In a few months, Anzan himself would die of illness, and his eldest daughter would be assassinated by the Vietnamese because of her pro-Siamese tendencies.

And Anzan's second daughter, An Mei, will inherit the throne.

An Mei, who inherited the throne, did not receive the courtesy the king deserved. She just stayed in the capital of Chenla as a mascot.

When Ming Ming Emperor Ruan Fujun felt that everything was under control, he sent someone to kill An Mei and her four sisters.

But instead of completely eradicating the resistance forces in Chenla, his behavior aroused the resistance of Chenla people.

In just one month, the uprising against the Vietnamese burned throughout Chenla.

The Siamese king took the opportunity to send troops to support Anzan's brother to become the king of Chenla.

In less than half a year, the efforts of the Vietnamese in the previous 20 years came to naught, and the Vietnamese were driven out of Chenla.

Chenla then became a Siamese colony until the arrival of the French.

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A month later, St. Stephen's Cathedral.

"Kang Bang Bang" The ancient door of the church made a heavy knocking sound. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Several priests shouted impatiently, "Stop knocking, I heard you."

Since Archbishop Rauscher was resident in this church, they had seen many dignitaries and dignitaries in this church, so they naturally became a little more arrogant and did not look down on ordinary people.

Those who came to the church so early were definitely not dignitaries, but probably those who made mistakes and came to repent.

They have long been tired of hearing the confessions of those sinners, and they can't wait to call the police to arrest those sinners now.

"We are all here to spread the gospel of the Lord, why do you despise God's people."

Archbishop Rauscher did not know when he was already standing at the door, putting on the sacrificial gown sewn with gold and silver thread.

The archbishop is usually hungover until noon, why did he get up so early today.

At this time, some priests had already realized that the sacrificial uniform would only be worn by Archbishop Rauscher when he was meeting with members of the royal family.

The priests who were so arrogant just now were all dumbfounded, and lowered their heads to unbolt the door of the church.

Standing outside the door was Ambrosius. At this time, he had put on a clean uniform and had his hair and beard trimmed.

In fact, Ambrosius himself is not bad in appearance. However, because he is used to being poor, has no decent clothes, and is always slovenly, he has no aura at all.

His approach can only attract ridicule from others.

At this time, Ambrosius was neatly dressed, handsome, and extraordinary. Coupled with his royal status, people naturally felt a kind of respect spontaneously.

Archbishop Rauscher was also very satisfied with the young man in front of him. This man would surely spread the gospel of the Lord, and he was assured of handing over the Brotherhood of Fighting to him.