War Palace and Knee Pillow, Austria’s Destiny

Vienna.

Since Thalia had recently eaten a large meal and her fat content had increased, Franz decided to supervise her weight loss.

Thalia's hands were supporting the ground, and Franz put his legs on Thalia's waist while reading the newspaper.

"As a teacher, you have to set an example. If you are so fat, it will affect the image of the royal family."

"Damn it, I'm not a PE teacher." Thalia was obviously very reluctant.

"But the pillow is too soft, which will affect the quality of sleep." Franz said casually, his attention still on the newspaper.

Due to the crazy investment in Austrian railways, the problem of insufficient pig iron production in Austria was directly exposed.

When business opportunities arise, businessmen will naturally not sit idly by. Within one year, ten more steel plants were built in Austria.

It is expected that within one or two years, it will surpass Prussia. Of course, there is still a big gap between Britain and France.

But this is a good start for Austria's industrialization.

After the death of the old emperor, the entire Austrian Empire fell into chaos.

In order to relieve his boredom, Franz continued to tease Thalia.

"As the royal family's tutor, you must be self-disciplined."

"You don't have to say it, I know it." Thalia replied angrily. After all, no girl likes to hear others say she is fat.

"This helps you strengthen your core strength. In addition, push-ups can also improve your body shape. It can perfectly shape the muscle lines of your shoulders, back and upper limbs."

After a while, her face was wet with sweat, and her arms were shaking uncontrollably. Franz knew that she had reached her limit, so he moved his legs away.

"Take a rest and don't force yourself."

"Why don't you do it!" Thalia, who had just done 20 push-ups, asked angrily.

"Because I'm better than you."

"I do not believe!"

Franz lay on the ground and did 20 push-ups with one hand. Thalia was stunned.

In fact, the lighter you are, the easier it is to do push-ups.

Franz's child's body is still very advantageous.

Franz smiled at Thalia, whose jaw dropped.

"Fat Thalia."

News of Francis II's death soon reached Prussia, and William III almost fainted with joy.

Because he believed that Austria, led by an idiot, could not compare with his Prussia.

Equally happy are the Russian Tsar and the French cabinet. After all, the recent strong rise of the Austrian Empire has made them sit on pins and needles.

The death of Francis II, who had ruled the Austrian Empire for forty years, and the accession of the mentally retarded Ferdinand I to the throne would undoubtedly have a huge impact on everything in the Austrian Empire.

No one knows how much impact this shock will have on Austria. They only know that the newly appointed royal chief adviser frantically fired all the former emperor's advisers.

Austrian powerful figures such as Prince Metternich and Korolaf had to personally invite Baron Brook back to continue presiding over Austria's debt issue.

As for Ferdinand I's ascension to the throne, some ministers also raised objections to whether Archduke Franz Karl, who was slightly ill, could be allowed to ascend the throne. However, this will has been recognized by the Habsburg family.

Royal orders cannot be changed, so these people have no choice but to accept their fate.

They didn't know where Austria's broken ship would sail.

Franz read Ambrosius's letter and felt that there was no need to be anxious if he could not see the princess.

They can completely regard the trip to Chenla as a tourist vacation. Of course Ambrosius can think so, but the Catholic priests will not agree.

So Franz proposed to establish a base first, and as an excuse, he would use it to help the army suppress bandits.

Don't go to Phnom Penh Port, because that is the sphere of influence of the Vietnamese. You can go to Kampong Som (later Sihanoukville Port).

At this time, Kampong Som was just a small, inaccessible fishing village. The lower the education level, the easier it was to preach.

When you have established a foothold in Kampong Som, the royal family of Chenla will contact you.

Chenla, Port of Phnom Penh.

The news that Ambrosius and his party killed 14 bandits in the night spread like wildfire.

Bandits were rampant in Phnom Penh City, and the government and army were helpless. The sound of Ambrosius and his party using rifles was even considered to be thunder.

So this rumor is changing in the direction of foreign monks learning witchcraft.

Guan Jinpan also learned the news. While he ordered the rumor to be blocked, he started to arrange Ambrosius's itinerary.

Guan Jinpan realized that these people were not lambs to be slaughtered, but beasts with sharp fangs.

But he didn't understand why such a group of people would travel thousands of miles to Chenla to be military observers.

Guan Jinpan only thought he was a Westerner and wanted to learn advanced technology, but he felt something was wrong.

He doesn't want to care so much, now he just wants to give these people a blow.

Let them see the most powerful soldiers in the world, the Zhenla Forbidden Army.

Outside Phnom Penh, there is the main campus of the Imperial Army in Chenla.

This is the school grounds of Chenla's strongest army, the Forbidden Army.

Their duty is to protect the royal family. Ironically, the royal family is now controlled by the Vietnamese, and King Anzan is not even in the Royal Palace in Phnom Penh.

The Vietnamese also tailored the Chenla Forbidden Army, stipulating that the number of the Forbidden Army could not exceed 3,000, and they could not be equipped with iron armor.

Even so, the Chenla Forbidden Army still retains their last dignity. This force has never given up training and is definitely the strongest force in Chenla at this time.

The weather in Chenla is humid and hot all year round, but the imperial soldiers are still fully armed.

They let out loud roars, used their swords vigorously, and thrust their spears with all their strength, the spear points almost cutting through the air.

Hong Bufu, the commander-in-chief of the Forbidden Army, was very satisfied with the performance of his soldiers, but it was a pity that the country was in decline and had no way to serve the country.

Official Jin Pan was also very moved. Every time he came to the Forbidden Army Campus, he would lament that if His Majesty could return to China and cheer up, there would be no need to worry about capturing the East and West (referring to Vietnam and Siam).

However, none of this seemed to attract the attention of the foreign young man in front of him.

Guan Jinpan decided that he could only use his trump card. He looked at the commander of the Forbidden Army. The latter also understood what the director of the Foreign Affairs Office meant, but he was a little worried about the bullets.

Hong Bufu, the commander-in-chief of the Forbidden Army, gave an order, and four rows of soldiers holding blunderbuss ran over.

Just fifty steps away from the soldiers is a straw man with fifty straws, with a watermelon for the head.

"Drug!"

The Imperial Guard soldiers began to introduce gunpowder into the barrel of the gun.

"Send medicine!"

The Imperial Guards pounded the gunpowder into the barrel.

"Putting lead"

After more than ten commands, Hongbufu finally gave the order.

"ignition!"

The fifty Zhenla Imperial Guards in the first row lit the match ropes, but because these match ropes were of different lengths and materials.

Finally, when the gun was fired, it sounded chaotic and chaotic.

As for these gunmen, who can only fire three rounds a year, their hit rate is very poor, and only ten watermelons were blown up.

Seeing the watermelon being beaten everywhere, Guan Jinpan and Hong Bufu could not help but shout.

Seeing that the two superior officers were so happy, the Imperial Guards also cheered together, thinking that their arrears of salary had also been settled.

A total of four rounds of shooting, 200 rounds knocked out more than thirty watermelons.

Guan Jinpan looked at Ambrosius, hoping to see emotions such as surprise, fear, or admiration in the other person's eyes, but Ambrosius only saw disappointment and disdain in his eyes.

But Guan Jinpan still asked the question he had always wanted to ask.

"Does our powerful army of Great Zhenla have any rivals in Europe?"