King's Landing in France

The time went back to an hour ago.

Prince Schwarzenberg, who had just returned to the camp, was in a very bad mood.

"Today's attack has made no progress at all!" he said angrily.

The chief of staff immediately reassured: "The enemy hid in the fortifications and fired like a coward, so that their biggest disadvantage-the lack of training of the troops-was avoided. This is not because our army is incompetent, but because the enemy is too cunning!"

Prince Schwarzenberg repeated what the staff officer said just now: "Sly, sly!"

If Frost heard this, he would have to laugh aloud, because he would definitely think of some Colonel.

But Frost is not here.

Schwarzenberg: "Let the troops eat and sleep well today, and tomorrow we will invest in a more determined attack."

At this moment, an orderly entered the camp and reported loudly, "Your Highness, a group of French people is coming up with the supply train!"

Prince Schwarzenberg: "What? French people, who sent them here?"

Orderer: "Well, come out and see for yourself."

The prince frowned, pushed away the messenger, opened the curtain and left the camp, and saw a large group of gorgeous French women getting off the car.

"What's going on here?" he asked aloud.

Immediately, a Frenchman dressed as an aristocrat came forward and bowed respectfully: "General, we are here to reward the soldiers who fought to restore France!"

The prince looked at this man suspiciously: "You are?"

"I'm Pierre de Einrich. You can tell by my name that I'm an aristocrat. The revolution ruined everything for me. I had to hide my name to escape! In order to support the coalition forces to restore French orthodoxy, I paid out of my own pocket, invited these girls, and prepared good wine for you!"

Prince Schwarzenberg turned his head to look at the long convoy: "These are all alcohol?"

"Yes, I bought out all the wineries in the city. This is champagne from Epernay. It's a good thing. It was supposed to be shipped to Paris, cheap for those muddy legs!"

While Schwarzenberg was still thinking about it, a beautiful French girl approached her and said coquettishly, "Your Excellency, you have been fighting for a day, let the soldiers rest well!"

The prince himself was well-informed and maintained his composure, but the chief of staff behind him couldn't hold back: "His Royal Highness, a proper relaxation will help restore morale and offset the impact of today's failure!"

The prince thought for a while, finally nodded, and said to the Frenchman, "Let the prostitutes and fine wine you bring please our soldiers!"

The Frenchman took off his hat and nodded: "Leave it to me, it will definitely restore the morale of the coalition forces to its best state."

The Prussian-Austrian Allied Army is an old army, and there is no such thing as nationalism to maintain morale.

As for the possibility of these civilians having unruly intentions, the prince didn't think in this direction at all.Because nationalism is a new thing, and it didn't exist in Europe before. The prince's experience is that no matter which country the war is fought in, civilians always have a "none of my business" attitude.

For the prince, it is normal for the army to fight life and death, but the civilians don't care about helping the enemy.

Because commoners have no sense of honor and no loyalty.

Unbeknownst to the prince, times had changed in France.

**
An hour later, the entire coalition camp was full of laughter.

As soon as night fell, the coalition soldiers were immersed in fine wine and the tenderness of French women.

At this moment, that "Pierre de Einrich" quietly slipped to the side of the wine cart he brought, climbed up and tapped the outer shell of the wine barrel lightly.

He knocked very regularly, first twice in a row, and then once alone.

So the lid of the wine barrel was pushed open, revealing a pair of eyes, looking at the "French nobleman" vigilantly.

"Okay, come out, act!"

So the person in the wine barrel lifted the lid, got out of the wine barrel, and whistled twice at the wine truck parked in the coalition barracks.

The next moment, the lids of the wine barrels were lifted one by one, and strong men got out of the wine barrels, each with a weapon in their hands.

At this moment, the sentinels of the coalition forces who came to inspect discovered the abnormality and asked loudly in German, "Who is it?"

As soon as the words fell, several strong men rushed towards him, gagged first, then fell to the ground and strangled his neck, making him pass out quickly.

The first to come out ordered: "Take the torch! Quick!"

So one after another, the unfilled wine barrels were opened, and the torches inside were taken out, and then lit with the torches of the coalition forces.

Soon, dozens of Frenchmen all took up bright torches.

"We only light fires and don't kill people! For France!"

The crowd echoed in a low voice: "For France!"

Then they turned and ran in all directions.

**
Back to the present, An Ning looked across the river at the fire burning in the enemy camp.

And there are more and more ignition points.

The French soldiers also poured out of the tents, looking suspiciously at the growing flames on the opposite side.

Someone speculated: "Is it because the enemy is about to retreat and they are burning tents?"

Immediately someone retorted: "The burning of the camp tents will not start at night, it is normal to burn them in the morning after sleeping all night! Is the enemy going to retreat overnight?"

An Ning thought she was right, even ordinary soldiers knew that it was unreasonable to burn the tents at this time.

Anyway, let's go back to the headquarters first, maybe Berthier knows what happened.

So An Ning quickly found her horse, got on the horse and ran towards the headquarters.

After running halfway, I met two messengers, and asked loudly, "Is this your Excellency the General?"

An Ning: "That's right, it's me. What's going on? Did Berthier send you here?"

"Yes, His Excellency the Chief of Staff wants us to come and get you back to headquarters."

"Does the Chief of Staff know what happened on the other side?"

"I don't know, he still wants to ask you what's going on?"

I don't make it, I'm just a so-called "magician on the battlefield", and I'm not a real magician. I can't use magic to point the enemy's barracks across the river!

An Ning didn't bother to complain anymore, and galloped towards the headquarters.

When he arrived at the headquarters, he saw Lasalle standing in front of the headquarters camp and wandering back and forth, so he asked, "Lasalle, do you know what's going on over there?"

"I don't know. But... is it possible that the people have ordered the Austrian camp?"

An Ning: "People?"

"Yeah, when I was wandering around the enemy-occupied area, the people were very supportive of me. I was provided everywhere I went, and I had a place to live. Many people wanted to come with us.

"So I don't think it's too strange that they took action and set fire to the Austrian camp."

An Ning raised her eyebrows, suddenly feeling that this was a possibility.

After all, An Ning has already seen people's war.

At this time, Berthier heard the voice, and the chief of staff looked at An Ning seriously: "Did you do something? Why didn't you notify me in advance?"

An Ning: "Don't, I really didn't do this. But, don't miss this opportunity, organize a death squad, and go across the river to see what's going on!"