War Palace and Knee Pillow, Austria’s Destiny

Lame Joseph was on vacation in Genoa with his Indian wife. He was not obsessed with power and had no attachment to the position of commander of the Po River Guard.

Garibaldi did not want to be a lackey or accomplice of the Austrians, so he took advantage of his position to go to Genoa for vacation.

Although Garibaldi did not like Austria, he had to admit that the Austrians were much better at governing the country than other regimes in Italy.

It took the Austrian Empire less than a year to restore Genoa to its vitality. The area of ​​the port almost tripled and was still increasing.

The city was rebuilt, the railway was connected, the people's income increased exponentially, and even the homeless were eliminated.

Various factories and enterprises emerged like mushrooms after rain, and even the banking industry ushered in spring.

Only the Venetians seemed unhappy and often hired gangsters to make trouble everywhere.

Garibaldi was reluctant to get involved in these disputes, but sometimes when the two sides quarreled too much, he would come forward to stop it.

The title of Commander of the Po River Guard is still very useful. At least both sides have to remain restrained on the surface, and no one dares to directly threaten the hero of the Italian War.

Garibaldi has lived by the sea since he was a child, but his fishing skills are not very good. After all, fishing is usually a leisure activity for gentlemen, and as a civilian, he obviously won't do such an inefficient thing.

It is obviously more efficient to fish or catch fish than fishing, but Garibaldi is already a middle-aged man at this time, and it may be inappropriate to go fishing in the sea wearing only shorts.

He also needs to maintain his dignity as much as possible. After all, Garibaldi is the commander of the Po River Guard at this time.

Such a leisurely time made him drowsy, and suddenly a spear fell into the water, splashing Garibaldi's face.

He turned his head and saw his wife poking a fish with a homemade spear.

"Silvia, don't do that, I'm fishing. You scared all my fish away!"

"You've been fishing for a whole day! We haven't had dinner yet. If we keep going like this, we'll be hungry!"

Silvia Garibaldi said as she dived into the sea and began to search for prey.

Now that Garibaldi was an officer of the Austrian Empire, he naturally couldn't use his old name, so he could only be Joseph the Lame.

And Garibaldi's wife naturally had to have an Italian name, Silvia, which means "forest goddess".

Silvia was nearly twenty years older than Garibaldi, and her wheat-colored skin exuded a healthy glow. The way she stood up out of the water stunned the latter.

So when the adjutant of the Po River Guard found Garibaldi, he found him playing in the water with his wife in shorts.

"Commander!"

Garibaldi was so scared that he shuddered all over, walked ashore seriously, and stood in front of the adjutant.

"Sir, what do you want?"

"I'm sorry to bother you and your wife, Commander, but something really important has happened."

Garibaldi was helpless.

"Go ahead. Let me hear it. Is there another pirate incident? Or is there another body dumped in the river?"

"Neither! Commander, the French have invaded the Kingdom of Sardinia, and the Empire has not yet given us any instructions.

We want to ask you, what should we do?"

80% of the members of the Po River Guard are citizens of the Austrian Empire, but more than 90% of them are Italians, and most of them have participated in the war of 1848. They know what the French did.

The news of the French invasion of the Kingdom of Sardinia exploded in Garibaldi's mind. He couldn't figure out why the French did this. As a senior officer, he knew that there was an agreement between Austria and France not to spread the war in Spain to Italy, so he came to vacation.

"Damn the French! We were deceived by them! Tell the brothers to fully support the Kingdom of Sardinia, and then send someone to tell Marshal Radetzky that we have already taken the lead, and ask the brothers of the Italian Legion to support us as soon as possible."

"Yes, Commander."

The adjutant ran out quickly.

Silvia helped Garibaldi put on his coat and asked worriedly.

"Is there going to war again?"

Garibaldi grabbed Sylvia's hand and said.

"Don't go this time, take the train to Vienna tomorrow."

"I'm not going anywhere. I went to the battlefield with you when I was sixteen. I'm not afraid of anything."

Garibaldi kissed his wife's hand and didn't dissuade him.

After the Italian Legion was restructured, many people were half-farmers and half-soldiers. They were soldiers at ordinary times and farmers during the busy farming season.

It was the autumn harvest season. The Po River Guard had a full complement of 20,000 people, but now they couldn't even get 8,000 people together. The situation of the Italian Legion should be similar.

But Garibaldi decided to support the Kingdom of Sardinia as soon as possible, and there were many passionate young people among his men. In fact, due to Garibaldi's influence, many of the people who joined the Po River Guard were Italian nationalists.

They did not want to see Italy being ravaged by the French, so they set foot on the battlefield of Piedmont without hesitation.

When Garibaldi's team arrived outside Turin, Vittorio Emanuele II had surrendered, and the confused Sardinian militia became prisoners of the French.

The current situation made the entire Po River Guard confused. They didn't know why they came?

Garibaldi also saw the confusion of the people and that something in their hearts was collapsing.

"Brothers! We are all Italians! We must let the French see our true nature! We cannot let the French underestimate us!

Come with me! "

So the Po River Guards, with less than 8,000 men, launched a charge against the more than 20,000 French vanguards. Cavaignac, who thought he was securely seated on the Diaoyutai, was just about to enter the city when he heard someone shouting.

"The Austrians are coming!"

Cavaignac was surprised at first, then ecstatic.

Cavaignac was surprised that the Austrians arrived much faster than he expected and once again proved the incompetence of French intelligence.

Fortunately, it seems that there are not many troops coming from Austria, and they don't seem to have much heavy firepower. If this Austrian army can be defeated outside Turin, it will definitely greatly dampen the Sardinians' confidence in the Austrian Empire, and it can be even more so. Reshape the image of the French Army.

"Well done! We are going to break the myth of the Austrian army's invincibility here today!"

"Line up! Prepare to meet the enemy!"

As the elite troops of the French army, they quickly adjusted from the initial panic. Rows of infantry turned their guns and prepared to face the enemy.

"Don't be afraid! The enemy only has two brigades! Our strength is at least three times theirs!"

The officers shouted the difference in strength between the two sides to boost morale, and the French soldiers breathed a sigh of relief. They had heard before that Bellevue's expeditionary force was able to break out of the encirclement when it was surrounded by an Austrian army ten times their size. In front of them, The Austrian army with only one third of their strength must not be difficult to deal with.