The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria's Mandate of Heaven

Chapter 1077 Iron and Blood
Berlin City Palace.

"Brother! Those damn villains and rebels are already riding on our heads! How long do we have to wait?"

Prince William slapped William IV on his desk, and his saliva almost splashed on William IV's face.

"Wait a while, wait until they and the Austrians fight to the death, and then we will take action to clean up the mess. That's when."

Before William IV could finish his words, he was interrupted by his irritable brother.

"It will be too late by then! Whether the Austrians win or the National Assembly wins, we will be liquidated! This is our Prussian fate!"

"No, they don't dare. We still have 200,000 standing troops, and we can also mobilize 150,000 reserves."

William IV said to himself.

"What about Rhine? Are we going to give it up to that magician?"

At this time, the Rhineland region of Prussia was actually controlled by the Archbishop of Cologne. The main force used by the National Assembly in Frankfurt to attack the Austrian Empire was the local Prussian army. Even the military rations and ordnance came from the warehouses of the Kingdom of Prussia.

In fact, before the end of the war with France, many states defaulted on or interrupted their aid to the front line for various reasons.

Fortunately, there was no war in the later period, so this disadvantage did not appear.

However, at this time, the National Assembly brazenly launched a war against the Austrian Empire, and its weaknesses were fully exposed.

The members of the National Assembly expressed their willingness to spend all their money to support the war, but these people did not have many apparent assets. Three to five hundred florins seemed like a lot to ordinary people, but it was a drop in the bucket for the war.

Even if three hundred deputies each donated 500 florins, it would only be 150,000 florins. Naturally, the capitalists behind those congressmen would not take advantage of this, so they could only take advantage of Prussia.

That's why the National Assembly hopes to win a battle, because the Prussian sheep doesn't have much wool left.

However, when the German Allied Forces came to the outskirts of Salzburg by train and singing songs, their hearts froze.

The fortress group stretches to the top of the mountain, and in front of it is a moat (Salzach River) dozens of meters wide that stretches between the two armies.

The Austrians began building the western defense line that has not been completed since the 10th century AD. It is indeed not comparable to the temporary defense built by the Belgians.

In fact, the German allied forces did not attack any strong cities. Brussels had been repeatedly destroyed by the French army. Although the terrain of Saarburg was dangerous, it was nothing more than an old-fashioned fortress from the 13th century.

In the only fortified city of Metz, the French army withdrew from the city without resistance at all.

At this time, when facing the real bastion fortress group with a high city and deep pool, they felt a little at a loss. As the commander of the coalition forces, Vincent Morris's heart sank to the bottom. He felt that there was no hope of a quick victory by storm.

But Vincent Morris immediately thought of a way, and that was to use Prussia.

Although Austria also has fortresses in the north, there are always gaps in the long northern border that can be blocked. At least it is much better than hitting the wall directly.

Vincent Morris's tactics were highly feasible militarily, but in the eyes of politicians they were extremely foolish.

Hundreds of thousands of troops took advantage of the Prussian hinterland to force the Prussians to go to war!

Naturally, it would be impossible to pass Prussia's plan, so they had to consider the worst outcome.

Prussia did not have enough wool, so it had to find a way from the people. So the patriotic tax was put on the agenda, that is, each person donated 1 florin. There were more than million people in the German Confederation, so there were More than million military expenditures were spent.

Edward Simson, who came up with this idea, felt that he was simply a genius, and the collection process was very smooth. After all, there were gentlemen taking the lead, and most people did not know what the money was used for. Of course, this was only limited to the areas controlled by the German federal government, and most of the princely states did not pay this money.

But millions of taxes are enough to solve the urgent need. At worst, it will be changed to a monthly payment in the future. If that doesn't work, you can still pay it every ten days or once a week.
Returning to the Berlin Palace, William IV chose to meditate in the face of his brother's questioning, and the result of his meditation was to continue to wait and see.

"No matter who wins between the National Assembly and the Austrians, they will win over us. If the Austrians win, they will never allow traitors to exist.

If the National Assembly wins, they will need us too."

"Brother! Have you forgotten what those treacherous guys did to you? They want to overthrow your rule!"

"William, Karl is still confronting the Danes, and we don't have enough troops. We must put Prussia's safety first..."

"Big brother!"

"That's enough! Stop talking! Go back to your fief! Don't try to trick the French in Neuchâtel!"

"Why? The Genevans support us Prussia!"

Prince Shotgun roared again, like a child whose toys have been taken away from him.

"Do well, Prince! I am the King!"

William IV's tone was stern, and it was clear that he had no intention of changing his decision.

Prince Shotgun had no choice but to walk out of the palace gate, a feeling of loss lingering in his heart. He couldn't help but think about what it would be like if he were a king.
Seeing the people strutting through the streets singing "Deutsche Lied" with the tricolor flag, Prince Shotgun couldn't help but feel a little shaken, and even felt a slight chill behind his back.

"Deutsche Lied", also known as the "Emperor's Quartet", was a birthday gift from the great musician Haydn to Francis II, the first emperor of the Austrian Empire, on February 1797, 2. It was also the national anthem of the Austrian Empire at that time.

There was also a notice written by the king himself "To Our Citizens and the German Nation" posted on the street notice boards. King William IV claimed that he was willing to protect Germany from all threats.

"Prussia is from now on dedicated to Germany." The large characters were very eye-catching. Upon seeing this, Prince Shotgun decided to hide in his carriage immediately.

At this time, a bearded man got off the carriage and walked towards the parade crowd. This was not uncommon in 1848, and nobles in the German region often participated in such activities.

But this time the nobleman didn't come to join them. The tall, bearded man grabbed the tricolor flag from the leader's hand, broke it in the next second, and threw it to the ground. Added another touch to that flag.

The crowd quickly recovered from the shock and was replaced by anger.

"What are you doing! How dare you trample on the sacred tricolor flag! Kill him!"

The tall figure turned around and suppressed the clamoring crowd. The pistol on his waist made people dare not act rashly.

"Are you still German? Can you be reasonable? How can you rob us?"

The tall, bearded man looked at the silent parade, and with a snap of his fingers, a group of tall, strong men came over.

This time the vanguard of the parade was completely wilted. They looked at the crowd in front of them in fear and were speechless.

The tall, bearded man smiled contemptuously, cleared his throat and said.

“Germany’s future lies not in Prussian liberalism but in power.
The major current problems cannot be solved by speeches and majority decisions. They can only be solved with iron and blood! "