King's Landing in France

Chapter 234 The beginning of all battles is a duel between scout cavalry and cavalry
On the way to the Marne River, An Ning received information from La Salle.

An Ning unfolded the letter on horseback.

La Salle reported three things: First, he spotted an enemy marching column in the direction of Alsace, and the flags should be Austrian air rifle hunters.

Second, La Salle tried to attack the marching ranks of the air gun hunters, and returned An Ning with an air gun that he thought about.

Thirdly, Lasalle had a bad stomach and scurry while riding, dirtying the saddle.

An Ning imagined the scene very vividly, and handed the letter to Berthier with a frown.

Berthier: "Is the situation very bad? Are there more enemies entering from the direction of Alsace than expected?"

An Ning: "Uh, no, I'm frowning because La Salle is running out."

Berthier was shocked: "What? Why did you write this in the letter reporting the military situation?"

"Maybe he thinks it's a military situation." An Ning shook her head, and then brought the topic back on track, "In short, our enemy has already served the table. Now we must rush to the banquet venue as soon as possible, and prepare to welcome the guests."

Berthier: "At the current marching speed, we will be able to reach the Marne River tomorrow, and there should be one to two days to build a position."

An Ning nodded: "Very good. But we should be lenient to the enemy and order the troops to speed up! Forced march! Anyway, if the enemy hasn't come after we arrive, we have time to rest."

Berthier: "What if the enemy comes immediately after we arrive?"

"Berthier, if we lose the position on the Marne River, then there will be little point in conducting field battles. This group of recruits will be defeated by the well-trained Prussian-Austrian coalition forces."

An Ning fought more with less in the past few times. Firstly, there are strong generals, and secondly, the training of the troops is reliable. Now this group of recruits were the citizens of the city not long ago.

If that's the case, I'm afraid I can only rely on An Ning's own cheats, and personally commit suicide into the enemy group and slash the enemy's morale.

It's very Mount & Blade.

It's not that An Ning can't do it. With his cheat, it should be very easy to rush into the crowd and drive Xiao Wushuang.

But the problem is that the sword in reality is not like the magic weapon in the game, it can roll the blade.

The stainless steel swords of later generations may be able to cut melons and vegetables without deformation, but the swords of this era do not have the strength of stainless steel...

When that time really came, An Ning might have to carry twenty or thirty knives on his back, chop up one and then throw it away, and just pull out one.

Where did this come from Himeno?There is also an Asule in the Austrian army, right? Carrying 22 knives to save you...

An Ning shook her head, it's a pity that she has traveled through time, even if Jiang Nan finished writing the Misty Record, he still can't see it.

Berthier: "Your Excellency?"

An Ning suddenly freed herself from distraction: "Ah, what? What were you talking about just now? I was distracted and didn't hear it. Say it again."

Berthier: "I'm saying that the first thing to do now is to find out who the enemy commander is."

An Ning: "Is this important?"

"You can infer the commander's command style based on his past record." Berthier glanced at An Ning, "Maybe you really don't need it."

"No, I need it. When you get the name of the enemy commander, you can guess it for me."

Berthier: "Shall I speculate?"

"Yes, I don't know these Austrians, and I don't know their past achievements." An Ning shrugged.

In fact, if the Austrian army had many famous generals, then he would probably know the commanding style of these generals through the history books of later generations.

It's a pity that in Napoleon's time in Austria, except for Archduke Karl, the rest were chickens, and An Ning only knew the names of those who were humiliated by Napoleon.

As for past achievements, let alone, you are the author of war history, will you make a big deal about the achievements of a group of chickens?

Berthier looked very happy: "Okay! I will definitely do my best to support your decision-making!"

It looks like Berthier thinks he's got an important assignment.

As long as he is happy.

**
Prince Schwarzenberg was riding along with his troops when he suddenly shivered.

His chief of staff immediately asked with concern: "His Royal Highness, do you have a cold? Would you like to rest in the carriage for a while?"

The prince said angrily: "Bastard, where is there a general who rides in a carriage when marching?"

The chief of staff immediately shut up.

At this time, a messenger came galloping from the front, stopped his horse in front of the prince, and saluted: "Report to the prince, the avant-garde is urgent!"

The prince took the letter: "Let me see... I found the French scout cavalry? Is it so fast?"

The chief of staff said worriedly: "Could it be that the French army has already come to us? We are not as strong as the two legions advancing forward. If the French army swarms up..."

Prince Schwarzenberg snorted: "According to the information we have received, the regular French troops are in Sedan and Verdun, and the people gathered in Paris are all militias! As many militias come, they are all militias!"

Chief of Staff: "However, Frost's team should still be in Paris, in case they dispatch to fight us..."

"That's right, we used up the strength of Frost's team in the battle. When the main force of the coalition forces breaks through the fortress, we will face a tired and exhausted army!"

Prince Schwarzenberg said proudly.

He didn't seem to have considered the possibility of dying in battle at all, and he fully planned to use his troops to consume and exhaust Frost's troops.

But his chief of staff reminded: "Your Highness, you still have the old thinking before, and you think that even if you are defeated, there will never be any surprises. After all, your territory is vast and rich, and you can fully afford the ransom without blinking your eyes." Yes. However, the opponent is the revolutionary French army, and Frost has already beheaded countless nobles."

Prince Schwarzenberg was stunned, and then beads of sweat rolled down his forehead: "Here... quickly, send cavalry to scout in the direction of the Marne River, and find out the movements of the French army!"

**
The knights around Lasalle seemed to deliberately distance themselves from him.

Mainly, the saddle of the king of light cavalry looks a little dark now.

La Salle was watching the advancing enemy column in the distance.

Since the close-up reconnaissance in the Adige Valley, La Salle has fallen in love with this kind of reconnaissance method that clings to the enemy like a dog's skin plaster and keeps in the enemy's field of vision.

The main method is really stimulating. Enemies who are annoyed by La Salle are likely to send cavalry to drive La Salle away.

For La Salle, this is a good opportunity for a cavalry duel. These days, he has dispersed several enemy scout cavalry.

The enemy's reconnaissance was blocked again, and the exciting cavalry duel was obtained again. La Salle loved this kind of work to death.

At this time, some cavalry shouted: "Look! A new army has appeared in the east, and it is cavalry!"

Lasalle immediately turned the telescope.

"Let me see... the flag is the 51st Hussar Regiment! Very good, brothers, there is another battle, let these Austrian grandchildren know who is the strongest hussar in continental Europe!"

As soon as the words fell, a hussar joked: "I don't know who the strongest is, but now everyone knows the smelliest."

La Salle: "Fuck, shut up! Trumpeter, blow the trumpet! Come with me!"

(End of this chapter)