War Palace and Knee Pillow, Austria’s Destiny

Outside Pressburg, the Hungarian military camp.

After half a month of confrontation, Heinrich Deme finally found himself stepping into a deep pit.

At this time, the Hungarian army's morale was low, supplies were insufficient, and siege weapons were lacking. However, these were not fatal. The most important thing was that the Hungarian army's intelligence was wrong.

At least based on his many years of military experience, the Pressburg garrison was by no means the turtle hiding in the city as advertised by Congress, but a beast that had been dormant for a long time.

Heinrich Deme went to the front line for on-site inspection on the first day he took office. At that time, he was surprised that the city that had been besieged for half a year not only did not have any air of decadence, but still gave people a heavy sense of oppression.

However, considering the actual command level of his colleagues, it seems that this situation is not difficult to understand.

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After all, in Transylvania, there was a case where the Hungarian regular army was defeated by militias with only pitchforks and shotguns.

Faced with the same situation, Heinrich Deme only needed three days to turn the tide of the battle, killing those bumpkins and running away.

However, after two probing attacks, Heinrich Deme concluded that his predecessors were lying.

Thousands of lives were not enough to fill the trenches. Heinrich Deme had never seen such sharp firepower, and it took only two hours for a brigade to be crippled.

The Austrian losses cannot be said to be none, but they are almost invisible.

"What a slap in the face!"

Heinrich Deme wanted to leave his job and go home at that time, but the Hungarian Parliament not only rejected his request to resign, but also asked him to take the initiative to cooperate with the actions of the National Assembly in Frankfurt.

In addition to asking him to take the initiative, the Hungarian Parliament also added a requirement that he show the grace and character of the Hungarian nation.

Heinrich Deme convened a meeting with his cronies and concluded that it was impossible to achieve any effect without tens of thousands of people.

But if tens of thousands of people are really filled in, unless they can capture Pressburg, they will definitely be pushed out by Congress as scapegoats.

said a staff officer indignantly.

"General, Congress just wants to make you a scapegoat. All they send are new soldiers, and the supplies they send never match the amount.

How could we possibly win? Just because we have Polish roots? "

Heinrich Deme immediately jumped up and shouted.

"Shut up! Do you know what you are talking about? Remember! There are no Poles here! We are Hungarian soldiers!

If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will send you to a military court! "

"As commanded."

The officer said with great reluctance that other officers had somewhat similar thoughts. At this time, apart from some ethnic minorities, Pressburg's officer corps consisted of some marginalized people.

Although they didn't say it, they all had their own opinions on how much Congress might be using a knife to kill people.

However, those who can still come to the front line at this time must be relatively loyal to Hungary. After all, this is a life-threatening place. As officers, if they are determined not to come, there are still some ways.

"Otherwise, we can also say that we have won the war? In short, we should leave this place of right and wrong first. Now the attacks in all directions are not going well. In addition, the Austrians have won the German civil war, and there are more and more rebellions in the country.

Those losers in the National Assembly only know how to fight for power, and Hungary still has to rely on us. "

"Is it reliable?"

Heinrich Deme asked a mysterious question, and everyone fell into silence.

After a long time, Heinrich Deme spoke again.

"No matter what, we must hold the line and we must not let the Austrians break through here!"

"Defense?"

They lingered in front of this great pass for so long that they forgot that the Austrian army could possibly break out.

They didn't know exactly how many Austrian troops there were in Pressburg, but they knew that the enemy in front of them was not weaker than them.

And once the Austrian army chooses to take the initiative, how can the undefended Hungarian Plains be able to withstand this powerful force?

The old city walls of Budapest may not be able to withstand the bombardment of these new artillery. The thought of this suddenly eroded everyone with a sense of powerlessness.

Afterwards, Heinrich Deme sent people to obtain information about Pressburg, and the results were similar to what they had guessed.

Pressburg's garrison was larger than the Hungarian siege force. Not only that, they were well supplied and well-armed.

There was only one reason for them to stay behind the walls of Pressburg, and that was that they had not received an order to attack.

In addition to a large number of elite infantry, they also had an elite cavalry force, as well as more reinforcements that continued to flow along the railway lines.

Despair, despair, nothing but despair, Heinrich Deme's officer corps saw no hope of victory.

"Listen! We must stop the Austrians here, no matter what the cost!"

At this time, Heinrich Deme stood up. As a commander, he knew the situation at hand better than anyone else, but he could not retreat.

Once you retreat, your military morale and morale will be gone. Once you retreat, the so-called hope really does not exist.

Failure to retreat means that they will pay a heavy price, and most of the people in the command will die.

"I listen to you. After this battle, I will go home and never go to the battlefield again."

Heinrich Deme nodded.

"Gentlemen, this may be our last battle for Hungary. I am honored to work with you."

"It is also our honor to work with you. We are willing to fight to the last moment for the dignity and survival of the Hungarian nation."

"Thank you."

Henrich Deme was not a mediocre person. He immediately began to build a defense line. Heinrich Deme first dug a five-kilometer-long trench outside the city of Pressburg.

This trench was not used as a trench, but to prevent the cavalry from advancing quickly.

After the trench, Heinrich Deme built the second and third lines of defense. In fact, if there was enough time and materials, he would rather build a simple bastion.

Heinau in the city also saw the abnormal behavior of the Hungarian army outside the city, but he was not panicked, but a little excited.

In Heinau's view, this time he finally had a decent opponent. His elite troops and those advanced weapons finally had a place to use, and he began to make intensive arrangements.

The defenders of Pressburg had been waiting impatiently for a long time. Hearing that the day of the decisive battle was coming soon, their morale suddenly soared.

However, a fire completely changed everything, making the plans of both sides seem so naive and ridiculous.

In the golden autumn of October, the grass on the Hungarian plains had turned yellow, and the cool autumn wind brought bursts of chill.

A grassland fire came unexpectedly, and the boundless fire accompanied by the thick smoke that covered the sky and directly destroyed Heinrich Deme's defense line.