King's Landing in France

Chapter 190
In Brescia, Anning deployed the Sequoia Army recruited from the Republic of Milan here.

That night, a Milan teenager, Buzz, was warming himself by the fire with veterans in the army.

From Rome to the north, Italy gets colder as it gets closer to the Alps. When it comes to Brescia, which is almost at the foot of the Alps, it is basically covered with silver in December.

Buzz rubbed his hands together by the fire, trying to make his red palms feel a little better.At this time, the veteran next to him handed him a cup of hot coffee: "Come on, kid, hold this with your hand, it will feel better."

Buzz said thank you, then took the coffee cup and glanced at the black liquid inside.

Just by smelling it, you can tell that this thing is terribly bitter.

Seeing Buzz's expression, the veteran laughed loudly: "Child, when you understand the beauty of coffee, you will grow up."

Buzz said anxiously: "I can drink coffee, I am already an adult!"

"Then have a drink and see." A few soldiers who were also by the fire booed.

Buzz's expression froze.

At this moment, someone made a sound of "噗味", and then murmured in the distance.

The soldiers in Milan turned their heads together and saw a group of troops carrying golden guns wrapped in brass marching into a house on the side of the road.

Someone muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's great, the French can live in houses, and we can only sleep in tents. It's freezing cold, and it's almost freezing to death."

The veteran who gave Buzz coffee just now, Wa Ziqiang curled his lips: "Don't say it, I heard that it is the army that General Frost has high hopes for. They have brand new weapons that can be loaded from behind their buttocks!"

"From behind the gun's ass or from behind the man's ass?" someone asked, prompting a burst of laughter.

Wa Ziqiang smiled and said: "Of course it is from the back of the gun. The barrel of that kind of gun has a helix thread called a double thread. It can't be loaded from the front, because a hammer is needed to knock the cleaning rod. go in.

"Let me tell you guys, that kind of gun is said to be accurate at a distance of 200 meters..."

"What's rice?" Buzz asked suspiciously.

Vaziqiang: "You don't know, this is a unit of length set by some French metric committee, and the French all use this as the basic unit.

"I heard that this is also one of the achievements of the Great Revolution. This thing is quite easy to use. The conversion between the two units is full ten to one, which is very convenient."

As soon as the voice fell, someone beside the fire interjected: "I heard that the French still require all craftsmen in Milan to accept this unit of length, and we will not be allowed to use our own unit in the future. The French also brought a one-meter ruler , buried in the square in front of Milan City Hall.

"At least the Austrians didn't make us change the unit of length we're used to."

Vazqiang snorted: "Don't say it, the Austrians don't even think of us as human beings, and the French at least treat us as human beings."

Buzz: "The French hanged the nobleman, gave our family a house, and gave my father a job. Personally, I am very grateful to the French, so I am here."

Someone beside the fire proposed loudly: "To the damned liberator."

So most of the people raised their glasses and drank it happily.

Buzz clutched a cup of boiling hot coffee, and did not toast with everyone - he really couldn't accept the bitter taste of coffee, he was just trying to be brave.

While the Italians were toasting, another detachment of new-style rifles encased in brass entered the same building.

Someone beside the fire said, "I don't know if that gun is made of gold."

"Don't be silly, it's just wrapped with brass. It seems that the general ordered the production of the gun. The man-hours can't be reduced much, and the production is very laborious, so the general did the opposite and added a process. , wrapping brass on the outside of the barrel, so that the barrel looks golden." Wa Ziqiang said.

Someone beside the fire teased: "Why do you know everything, Vazqiang? Are you having an affair with a Frenchman?"

Wa Ziqiang: "You don't understand, the French are people too. When I was in Milan, there were often French people stationed nearby drinking in the tavern I often went to. I was the only one who knew French. I often helped the proprietress of the tavern. French translation."

Another asked: "How do you know French?"

Vaziqiang smiled: "Because I used to be a student of the seminary, you don't know, although the Pope lives in our Italy, the cardinals in the Pope's Hall all speak French, and the nobles in the whole Europe speak French. of."

Buzz said unexpectedly: "Is that so? Is French so good?"

"Of course," Vaz patted Baz's head, "even the Austrian king who is now at war with us, Emperor Shinra of Habsburg, can speak French fluently. Not only that, but a little further north In Prussia, everyone at the king's court speaks French. Even the Russians in the wild lands to the east, their grand duchesses and generals speak French."

Buzz: "Really? Why are they going to fight France?"

Wa Ziqiang: "How do I know, I just went to the seminary to study for a few years, so I don't know what noble gentlemen think."

At this time, someone in the crowd by the fire made a voice of "Hey, look over there".

Buzz raised his head curiously and looked to the other side, only to see a maid who seemed to be the same age as him carrying a box across the street.

The person who just showed everyone over there said mysteriously: "I heard that this is the maid of your Excellency the General. The General has no orderlies and has always asked his maid to take care of him. It is said that the maid looks as young as Buzz, but in fact It's over 20 years old."

"Really?" Buzz was shocked, "She looks even younger than me, the same age as my sister."

"You don't understand, it is said that the general's maid is from Croatia, and she is a fairy in the story! The general himself is a great magician, so he can use inferior forces to deal with so many enemies!
"The French call the general a magician on the battlefield. They have been with the general for so long, so they must know something!"

Buzz: "I thought this was just a nickname, used to describe a general who is good at managing troops and fighting..."

"You are so naive. Your Excellency General, in the first battle in France, you defeated General Lafayette's 4 troops with [-] troops! It's not magic, how could it be possible?" I kept talking to Buzz The man took a big sip of wine, then shook his head and continued.

At this time, another person spoke: "No, no, I heard that Your Excellency, General, received divine revelation from Jehovah, and he is a saint!"

Someone immediately retorted: "Nonsense, Your Excellency the General is a Frenchman, and he also confiscated the Pope's enclave in Konta and robbed the church's property. I think he should be an apostle of Satan. He led the army this time. To come to Italy is to go to the Holy See! He wants to turn Rome into the capital of Satan on earth!"

Buzz was covering the hot coffee cup with both hands, listening to the adults beside him talking about the legendary general, he couldn't help showing admiration.

He muttered softly: "That's great, I wonder if I can meet that General in person."

　I went to collect materials today, and I understand everything...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)