War Palace and Knee Pillow, Austria’s Destiny

The scene Cabrera saw was even more desperate, and he did not give up at the first moment.

The walls of Puertoliano were inherited from ancient Rome, with an average thickness of an astonishing three meters. Although there was still a big gap with the five meters of Constantinople, this still gave Cabrera a little comfort.

However, when the Austrian Empire's army gradually deployed, Cabrera felt terrified. Just by visual observation, he knew that the number of troops of the Austrian Empire would not be less than 30,000.

Moreover, there were more soldiers coming in a steady stream from the rear, and the number of artillery was also quite large. However, compared with artillery, what Cabrera was really afraid of were the rocket launchers and the rising airships.

A quarter of an hour later, the Austrian Empire's envoy came to the gate to read the declaration of war, and half an hour later, the Austrian army's artillery began to test fire.

At first, Cabrera was interested in lying on the wall and watching the other side's artillery test firing. With his many years of military experience, it was absolutely safe at this distance.

Cannons and ships are boys' dreams, and men like them too.

However, as the gunner pulled the fuse, a dull bang broke the silence of the battlefield, a large amount of fire and smoke spewed out from the muzzle, and a shell dragged a long trail straight to the wall where Cabrera was.

The wall was shaken by the huge impact force, and gravel and dirt flew everywhere. Cabrera fell to the ground, and the soldiers around him were even more embarrassed. Some were even frightened and convulsed.

"Fight back! Fight back!"

Cabrera's roar was heartbreaking. He felt that he must have misjudged the distance just now. The artillery on the top of his own city began to roar, and Cabrera hurriedly took out a telescope to watch.

As a result, he broke out in a cold sweat on his back. None of the Spanish Republican Army's shells could hit the artillery positions of the Austrian Empire.

"Keep firing! Don't stop! Have you sent out the pigeons asking for help from the surrounding friendly forces?"

"The messengers have arranged three groups, and two groups of pigeons have been released."

The adjutant on the side replied.

"Ask Toledo for help! Tell Ferrante Duvait that we are finished, and he will not live either!"

"Yes!"

"Tell the brothers that as long as we hold on for two weeks, we can completely wipe out the main force of the Austrian Empire!"

"Yes!"

Suddenly, a crisp cracking sound was heard, followed by the explosion of air, and a ball of fire fell on a soldier, followed by a heart-wrenching scream.

The white flame was extremely dazzling, emitting a pungent stench and thick white smoke. The flesh and blood of the victims, and even the bones, were dissolving bit by bit. This scene made people nauseous.

Cabrera looked up and saw that it was the airship of the Austrian Empire. Countless bottles reflecting white light in the sun were dropped, and screams were heard around.

This time Cabrera finally felt the fear. He immediately left the city head and the front line, and prepared to take a carriage back to the Governor's Palace.

Then Cabrera saw a strange scene. A middle-aged man smiled and pushed a large wooden barrel to his carriage.

The guard next to the carriage was about to drive the man away, but the man lit a match and showed a weird smile. There was a loud bang, and the carriage and the man were broken into pieces.

Cabrera suddenly remembered the man, who was the owner of a grain store before. Why did he say before?

Because the man couldn't pay the tax, the grain store was confiscated. At this time, the grain store was already an industry under Cabrera's name.

But it didn't matter. Cabrera just wanted to escape back to his nest as soon as possible.

However, he met many old acquaintances along the way, including the son of the clothing store owner, the family of the inn owner, the pedestrians he had knocked down on horseback, and the prostitutes he had a fleeting relationship with.

After avoiding the thrilling assassinations again and again, Cabrera finally returned to his nest and began to think about countermeasures.

Although the chances were slim, he had to figure it out, otherwise the only ending waiting for him was "death".

In fact, it is far from the end of the road. As long as Puertoliano can hold on for a week, the surrounding troops will come to support. In just two weeks, our troops can complete the counter-encirclement. At that time, it will be a joint effort from inside and outside.

"The wall has fallen! The Austrians are rushing in!"

Someone shouted in panic, and the next second a gunshot rang out, and the person who was shot fell to the ground.

"Cabrera is here! Kill him before the Austrians come!"

The string in Cabrera's mind suddenly broke.

In fact, the trial system of the Austrian Empire often leads to people being imprisoned in the absence of sufficient evidence, waiting for further evidence before trial.

Some people are indeed wronged, or they are not so heinous, or they are still useful for some reasons, which makes the Spaniards feel that this procedure is not quick enough, so they have to use lynching.

After all, no one can kill in front of the military judge of the Austrian Empire unless that person does not want to live.

The city walls collapsed, the city gates were broken, and there were fleeing defenders everywhere, as well as resistance forces and guerrillas who took advantage of the chaos.

Most of the Governor's Guards, who used to be so glorious, had fled at this time, and the remaining ones were simply unable to stop the revenge army coming from all directions.

The remaining guards were quickly wiped out, and those who came for revenge were still not satisfied, dragging the bodies of the Governor's Guards to the streets for parade.

They naturally would not let Cabrera himself go.

Just when the angry crowd rushed into Cabrera's office, Cabrera took out a handwritten warrant with the ink still wet, and he ordered the pardon of all the crimes.

Cabrera hugged the leader of the resistance organization, kissing and laughing.

But the Avengers did not intend to let him go. People cut off Cabrera's head, then stuck his body upside down on a wooden stake, and finally pressed his head on the tip of the stake.

The victorious Avengers put Cabrera's body on the parade float, and behind it were his generals and officials in the city.

The situation in other cities at the border was similar. The Austrian Empire's comprehensive counterattack was swift and efficient.

At the same time, the French army was still busy clearing the gravel on the road, and Ferrante Duvaer in Toledo was a little unbelievable.

You know, although the border area is not large, the troops are much more than the troops actually controlled by Ferrante Duvaer.

Marshal Cabrera was famous for his military prowess, and Ferrante Duval thought that at worst he could fight the Austrians to a draw.

However, the war had just begun, and before the French reinforcements arrived, Cabrera's army was finished.

At this moment, Ferrante Duval wanted to say only one thing.

"Lord Palmerston, please save me."

"Don't worry! The British Empire will never be stingy in helping friends."