King's Landing in France

Chapter 150 General Frost Leads Us to Victory
When hearing Fanny's report, An Ning still hesitated: "Painter? I don't have any friendship with the painter."

It is true that An Ning met many people in Paris, including poets and musicians, but not many painters.

An Ning: "Who is it?"

Fanny: "His reported name is Jacques-Louis David."

The officers present looked at each other in blank dismay.

An Ning: "I know him, let him wait in the reception room for a while, I'm in a military meeting here."

Of course An Ning knew who this was, not because he was familiar with the history of European painting and knew that this was the founder of the French neoclassical school, but because this guy had painted too many famous historical paintings related to the Great Revolution.

Such as the famous "Death of Marat".

Another example is the famous "Napoleon Crossing the St. Bernard Pass in the Alps"-yes, it is the most famous image of Napoleon riding a horse.

This great painter should show some face when he visits.

Napoleon: "Painter, just ask him to paint a scene where you, the general, rush into the enemy group alone. That scene is definitely worth recording."

An Ning waved his hand: "It's not time to give me a portrait yet. Judging from the information collected now, we may face continuous wars in the future."

Napoleon: "What are you worried about, Your Excellency General! We have won such a dangerous battle, and we will definitely continue to win successive battles in the future!"

Napoleon is indeed very confident, and the two time and space have not changed at all.

Davout: "I also think there is no need to worry too much. We have more abundant troops now, although there are no officers."

Kano also echoed: "Recently we have recruited nearly 1 people, all of whom are experienced veterans. Although there are no officers."

An Ning: "You don't need to repeatedly emphasize that there are no officers."

Kano continued: "In fact, it was much better than I expected. Although killing Lafayette made many noble officers dare not come to join us, your record is too good, and the soldiers have been vividly portraying you alone. Rush to the enemy army, there are still many officers who have come to defect to your martial arts.

"It's just that as soon as they heard that there were Sunset Knights composed of old officers, they all asked to join the Sunset Knights. I think under the current situation, the Sunset Knights should be disbanded and the officers incorporated into the army."

An Ning shook her head: "No, the old nobles will still clash with the awakened soldiers. Not everyone can be loved by the civilian soldiers like Davout."

Napoleon: "Probably because his bald head looks so much like my dad."

The officers laughed together.

Davout cursed and punched Napoleon.

An Ning always felt that Davout seemed to have a much better impression of Napoleon after that battle.

Probably because Napoleon's artillery fought with the [-]st Brigade on the ridgeline.

After laughing, An Ning clapped his hands: "In short, today's military meeting is over. The main task is to continue to reorganize the army and prepare for the next war. Alright, let's disband."

The officers saluted An Ning together, and then filed out of the study.

An Ning rang the bell and called Fanny in: "Let that Mr. Painter come in."

Fanny nodded, turned and left.

After a while, he led a middle-aged man and a young man in.

Young also moved a huge canvas.

As soon as the middle-aged man entered, he was very excited: "General Frost, I finally see you!"

An Ning: "Hello."

Middle-aged man: "I've always wanted to draw a heroic figure of you charging head-on, but you didn't leave a portrait in Paris! I couldn't find a reference at all, so I had no choice but to come to you directly.

"As a painter, I must leave the image of the most outstanding hero of contemporary France on the canvas. This is my duty!"

An Ning: "There is no canvas in Paris, probably because no painter wants to paint a cobbler's son."

The middle-aged man laughed loudly: "We are all idiots, blinded by our identities! After the Great Revolution, we realized that identities don't matter! Heroes don't ask where they came from!"

An Ning smiled, and asked politely, "Well, you haven't introduced yourself yet."

"Oh sorry, I was so excited that I forgot about it. I'm Jacques-Louis David, I painted Brutus Execution of His Son, and I'm pretty famous in Paris!"

An Ning thought to herself, of course I know what you painted, and I also know that you will paint the death of Marat in the future—but that is the original history, and now that history has been derailed, I don’t know if this painting will appear.

David excitedly turned to the canvas that the young man just moved in: "I painted this painting based on the description of the broken soldiers who fled back to Paris! Because I don't have your portrait, and I haven't seen you, so I didn't paint your portrait." The face, just painted the horse and the background, please take a look! I named it "General Frost Leading Us to Victory."

Speaking of which, David himself lifted off the white cloth covering the surface of the canvas.

An Ning almost laughed when she saw the painting.

It looked exactly like the Napoleon Crossing the St. Bernard Pass in the Alps, except for the faces.

David enthusiastically explained: "I drew the scene of you rushing to the [-] enemy army alone! At first I planned to draw a distant view, but later found that it was not enough to highlight your heroic appearance!"

An Ning: "Actually, I didn't rush to the 2 enemy troops. On the battlefield, we dispersed the 2 troops who rushed up first, and then Lafayette gathered the broken troops, and then joined the [-] troops in reserve. Thousands of people rushed up together.

"The total number is probably between 3 and 3. It will not exceed [-]."

David opened his mouth wide: "Even if it's [-], it's not a number that can be said lightly, right?"

An Ning: "At that time, the enemy was frightened by our army's repeated actions."

The translation system translated the frightened bird into Latin.

An Ning: "So my charge was not as dangerous as I imagined. I rushed out to boost the morale of our army. At that time, my army was right behind me."

David: "Is that so?"

An Ning continued: "Besides, I didn't rush out alone, I was followed by the flag bearer. Instead of composing the picture like this, why not..."

An Ning picked up a notepad from the table, and roughly drew the composition of "Liberty Leading the People" on it.

An Ning: "Of course, the actual scene is not like this. I am riding a horse, nor am I holding a flag, but these can be processed artistically! Note that the flag is the most important thing! You should draw the flag at the most prominent place. Attractive location!
"It's not me who leads my soldiers, it's freedom who guides them, understand? So you shouldn't highlight me in this painting, understand? I'm just an insignificant general."

David was greatly moved: "I have heard that you are very humble, and now I see you, it is true! But please allow me to complete the current painting! When I painted him, I felt your heroism!" I want to convey him!"

An Ning could only nod her head: "Okay, you can finish drawing it."

He sat down on the table and posed a pose: "Come on, you can sketch with a pencil now!"

David was overjoyed: "Okay! I'll draw now! Of course, I will also draw the composition of the painting you just mentioned!"

Anning nodded.

David began to sketch in pencil on the blank part of the canvas——

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

Napoleon opened the door and barged in: "Hey, Andy! There's a hussar unit coming! They say they're here to join you, and their commander is begging to see you!"

An Ning raised her eyebrows: "Hussar? What's the commander's name?"

"He said his name was Antoine Louis Charles La Salle," said Napoleon.

An Ning almost suspected that she had heard it wrong: "Who?"

My fellow, here comes the king of the hussars, the savior of Davout?
(End of this chapter)