War Palace and Knee Pillow, Austria’s Destiny

The hussars still faithfully followed the orders of their superiors and kept rushing towards the steam monster, but most of them were shot off their horses before they could get close.

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Even if a warrior jumped onto the chariot without hesitation, the ending would not be very good. Although air guns cannot achieve true continuous shooting, the speed of one shot every two seconds is far beyond the imagination of soldiers of this era.

This is the data of the Kiranduni air rifle. After more than half a century of development, various parameters have become more stable.

The biggest air tightness problem that originally troubled air rifles was solved after the development of the rubber industry. The strength of the barrel was greatly increased due to the emergence of special steels. High-pressure gas was accidentally solved during the experiment of studying low-temperature separation of nitrogen.

The special vehicle-mounted high-pressure gas cylinders solved the problem of continuous output power and accuracy. Generally speaking, the small high-pressure gas cylinders used by soldiers will cause the pressure to drop with continuous use, which will lead to reduced power and accuracy.

In the past, according to the Austrian military manual during the anti-French war, the gas cylinder of the air rifle soldier needed to be manually pressurized 800 to 1,000 times to fire 20 times in a row.

It can be said that it takes ten minutes to charge and lasts for forty seconds.

Not only that, replacing the gas cylinder is also a technical job. Even experienced soldiers often encounter various problems in normal training, let alone in the high-pressure environment of the battlefield.

However, with the vehicle-mounted high-pressure gas cylinder, there is no need to worry about this at all. You only need to add a pressure regulating valve to output as much as you want. The only disadvantage is that you can't leave the tank under your feet.

The high firing rate of the air rifle is enough to deal with the Hungarian hussars who jumped from horses to tanks. The shot-down hussars either died under the horses' hooves or died from the crushing of the tracks.

Although the continuous output of the air rifle is considerable, it is not enough to stop the charge of the cavalry. The emergence of wooden-handled grenades makes up for this shortcoming.

In fact, European cavalry is not unfamiliar with grenadiers, but the hand-thrown grenades in the past had a short throwing range and weak lethality. They usually exploded in two halves, and they would not necessarily be injured even if they stood next to them.

As the synonym of Hungarian courage, the Hussars were not afraid of bullets or even steel behemoths, so how could they be afraid of a small "hand-thrown mine"?

However, due to the early advent of prefabricated fragmentation technology, Austrian grenades were extremely lethal to unarmored units at this time.

So these arrogant Hussars became victims of the progress of the times. They and their horses went to another world together when they charged towards the grenades.

Although fragments had high lethality, gunpowder technology had not yet caught up, which greatly increased the cruelty of the war. Those fragments that should have killed people and horses could only get stuck in the middle of the body tissue, which could not be immediately fatal and made people lose their ability to move.

For a while, the battlefield was filled with the neighing of people and horses, and what was even more terrifying was the sound of steam tanks crushing flesh and bones.

Finally, someone couldn't stand this one-sided massacre and began to flee. Sandor Roy was worthy of being a rising star in the Hungarian army and a loyal believer of Kossuth. He shot and killed the deserter without hesitation.

This decisiveness stabilized the army's morale again. Although one third of the 150 elite hussars had been lost, they were still a force that could not be ignored, enough to stir up another bloody storm in the royal territory.

"Don't retreat! Hold on!"

The passionate Shandor Roy chose the stupidest option, and the hussars once again rushed towards the steel behemoth in front of them without hesitation.

This time, several agile hussars climbed onto the steam tank with knives in their mouths at the same time. The three shooters were still unable to suppress them effectively. Two boilermen and the commander Lens also joined the battle.

Six air rifles fired at the same time, and Hungarian hussars kept falling from the steam tanks and being crushed to death, but they continued to move forward like wild beasts who did not know what fear was.

Just when Shandor Roy was glad that he did not give up, with two loud noises, two more steel behemoths broke out of the door, followed by a large group of light infantry.

The gate of the bastion was also opened. A large number of militias squeezed out of the city gate and rushed here. The people's emotions were very simple.

"The Hungarians are fighting! Major Lens and others are in danger!"

"What should we do?"

"What should we do? Fight them!"

"Fight the Hungarians!"

"Yes! Fight them! There are thousands of us here. What is there to be afraid of?"

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!"

For the people of the royal territory, they know that those who are fighting are here to help them, so they will not let them lose their lives.

On the other hand, for the people of the royal territory, this is their home and their last hope.

The vast majority of the people in the royal territory are poor people, vagrants, and refugees who can't live in other areas. They had almost nothing before they came.

Starting from scratch in this land, they have enough food and clothing, and have received unprecedented respect. Finally, they live happily like the civilians in a story.

However, this happiness is always threatened by the Hungarians, a group of robbers who call themselves masters.

The wasteland that the royal family legally purchased from the Hungarian government was finally turned into thousands of acres of fertile farmland through the cultivation of these immigrants.

The royal family provided them with good seeds, livestock, farm tools, and even those legendary machines, and purchased their grain at a unified price and grade, but only levied extremely low taxes (10%, while most parts of Europe were between 30% and 70% at that time).

In particular, unified purchase was a great thing in the eyes of farmers at that time, because almost all farmers had been undercut by profiteers.

Profiteers usually joined forces with corrupt officials, and the people had to let profiteers lower prices in order to pay taxes.

The royal property was directly managed by the royal family. If you wanted to lower the price, you had to ask Franz if he agreed. Few people in the entire Austrian Empire and even in the whole of Europe dared to do such a thing.

But the Hungarians said that the royal family's land deeds were fake. This place has been Hungarian land since ancient times, so the people should pay taxes to the Hungarian government.

However, the land deeds of each royal manor are in the large manor, and the land deeds are framed in the middle of the lobby with glass frames and the flag of the Habsburg family.

How can it be fake when the black and white words and the big red seals of the government and the royal family are clearly visible?

The people at the bottom are all too familiar with the matter of turning black into white. Who made them unable to appeal?

But the Hungarians have bullied the royal family. Isn't this a bit too much?

Suddenly, the people felt a sense of sympathy for the royal family's experience. They began to empathize with the royal family and took the initiative to put themselves in the position of being deceived. With the accumulation of new and old grudges, they felt that the Hungarian government was extremely hateful.

In particular, it further confirmed the way in which good kings in traditional European stories are always deceived by bad ministers. The people all have a sacred sense of historical mission, and they want to restore everything to order.

As for the sayings since ancient times, it is even more ridiculous. Priests come to the royal manor to teach regularly. This was the land of the Germans in ancient times. Later, the Hun robbers came and took it away.

Coupled with the exaggeration of nationalism, the hatred of the people in the royal territory for the Hungarians has reached a deep-rooted level.

"Charge!"

"Kill!"

In fact, Lens, who was at the center of the battlefield, had only one thought in mind, which was to kill the enemy commander. The tracks of the steam tank never stopped.

The ever-changing battlefield situation made the Hungarian hussars, who were previously fearless, completely lose their courage. But what was worse was that their commander, Sandor Roy, had already fled.