War Palace and Knee Pillow, Austria’s Destiny

This summer in Hungary is particularly long, and there is no coolness even in September.

As soon as the first ray of sunlight fell in the morning, countless teams of Hungarian hussars were advancing silently on the great plains.

Each of them brought three days' rations, a scimitar, and two short guns before setting off.

It is said that when the Huns dealt with the Romans, they only brought three days' rations, a scimitar, and a short bow, and the rest was snatched from the Romans.

Janos Damojanic's requirements for each soldier are:

I will not return the sword until the blade is bent and the gun is not exploded. I must kill every Austrian I see and burn every house, so that the Austrian militia on the front line will have to come out of the bunker to help.

According to Janos Damojanic's idea, as long as the Austrian militia is forced to fight a decisive battle with the Hungarian cavalry on the prairie, it will be a one-sided massacre.

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After all, the militia lacks the necessary training, and it is difficult for them to form a hollow square to fight against the cavalry, and the scattered infantry is not much different from the peasants holding pitchforks when facing the cavalry charge.

Although the Austrians have made a lot of preparations in the royal territory, there are still many gaps to drill.

As long as the Hungarian Hussars can break into the royal manor, it will be like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Ordinary people can't fight against the powerful Hussars at all.

In fact, it doesn't take many Hussars to enter the royal manor. Only a few hundred people are needed to turn the entire royal territory upside down, because fear is contagious, just like a plague.

At this time, the entire Hungarian high-level officials like to give speeches, as if this can increase the success rate of the action.

A general like Janos Damojanic who was eager to "progress" naturally would not miss this opportunity, but it was unrealistic for him to give a high-level speech.

"Brothers! Do you see the wheat fields in the distance? Those are all the land of us Hungarians! The shameless Austrians stole our land and refused to give us relief when the famine occurred.

What should we do?!"

Janos Damojanic asked loudly, and the tortoise who had been arranged in the crowd responded loudly.

"Kill all the Austrians and take back our land!"

"Kill all the Austrians and take back our land!"

"That's right! We must take back our land! Take back the food that belongs to us! Burn a house and reward 100 ok wheat, blow up a bunker and reward 1,000 ok, kill an Austrian man and reward a blond, big-breasted, big-butt German woman!"

(Oak, a unit of weight in the Ottoman Empire, is approximately equal to 1.28 kilograms)

Janos Damojanic's words immediately caused a commotion, and someone shouted impatiently.

"General! Are there enough women in the royal manor?"

Janos Damojanic said in a feigned anger.

"Nonsense! Of course not! Why don't you get out of here? Hurry! Run!"

Let's not talk about whether the reward can be redeemed, but just such courage is unprecedented.

The Hungarian government's treatment of soldiers before was definitely not good, and even a bit harsh. Not only did they have to pay various taxes, but they also had to pay for the maintenance of guns and uniforms.

What Janos Damojanic said was of course not an order from the Hungarian government, it was just the general's improvisation.

But Janos Damojanic had led troops for many years, and he knew very well what those soldiers thought and what they wanted, so every Hungarian soldier who was carrying out the assault mission at this time had a bit of excitement on his face.

After all, in the past, they didn't even have many opportunities to exchange their lives for money. The class solidification of the Austrian Empire was serious, and the civilians had limited room for advancement. In Hungary, serfs were always serfs, and it was almost impossible for single-clothed nobles to enter the upper class.

János Damojanic is the best example. As a child of a minor noble, he was braver than anyone else, never retreated on the battlefield, established countless merits, and completed all his studies at the Vienna Artillery Academy. After he became an adult at the age of 15, he spent almost all his time in the barracks.

But he could only sit at the last seat in the Hungarian military meeting, while Duke Banjat, who sat at the head, had never stayed in the barracks for even a day, because there was no velvet quilt and no smell of ambergris, and Banjat could not sleep.

But such a person was born in a place that János Damojanic could not reach. He had to accept the other party's command and had to modify his battle plan because of the pointing and pointing of outsiders.

János Damojanic was fed up with all this. He wanted to climb up, and he also believed that he was not alone.

The frontal feint began, and the Austrian mobile forces were moving closer to several battlefields where fierce fighting was in full swing.

The surprise attack troops were silently passing through the gaps in the Austrian defense under the cover of crops. In order to minimize the risk of being discovered by the sentinels, they even wrapped the horseshoes with cloth.

Soon they passed the outer defense line. The second line of defense was still some isolated small bastions.

At this time, the people on the second line of defense were still working normally. Although there were a few rifles in the fields, most people did not feel nervous about the approaching war.

When the raid began, the appearance of the Hungarian Hussars was completely unexpected by everyone. Many people were stunned and forgot to pick up the rifles on the ground.

The cavalry rushed through the farmland, and the bright steel knives slashed people and blood splattered. The bright red blood splashed on the face of the farmer next to him, and the latter screamed and ran away.

But how could a two-legged person run faster than a four-legged horse? Soon the man was caught up and fell into a pool of blood with a knife in his head.

Soon the scene of a bumper harvest had turned into a purgatory on earth. Countless people fell in a pool of blood. Most of the dead were young men, women and the elderly. The children were covered and retreated into the bastion.

The cavalry could not attack the bastion directly, even if they thought the other side was just a group of bloodless sheep, but they would not take this risk.

The Hungarian cavalry chose to bypass the bastion to continue attacking the Austrians' rear, but they did not burn the warehouses and farmland because they were their spoils of war.

Alarm bells rang throughout the royal territory. Fortunately, the people had practiced countless times before. Men stood at the outermost perimeter with guns, and children, women, and the elderly entered in turn. Finally, the men with guns also retreated to the nearest official bastion.

When the Hungarian cavalry rushed in, the people had already evacuated, which made the hussars feel very unhappy. Fortunately, the Austrians could escape but the monk could not escape the temple.

The Hungarian cavalry began to set fire in the residential area, and some Austrians who had been hiding at home with a fluke mentality were also forced out by the fire.

There was only one end for them, that is, death. The Hungarians, who had nowhere to vent, poured all their anger on this group of people.

Either they were forced into the sea of ​​fire and burned to death, or their hands and feet were cut off and thrown into the moat outside the bastion and drowned.

Some were even more miserable, because not all Hungarian cavalry liked to act recklessly. Some ordered the captives to knock on the door in front of the bastion.

If they couldn't get through, they would follow the footsteps of the dead. If they did, the Hungarian cavalry would have more captives.

Just as János Damojanic had expected, several thousand Hussars had turned the imperial territory upside down, and he was even more certain of this after seeing the black smoke rising. More Hussars were constantly entering the imperial territory through the gaps in the defense.

On the other hand, several steel behemoths with black smoke were awakening in different areas, and the huge roars they made made the horses and the earth tremble uncontrollably.