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

Chapter 1079 "Emperor Quartet"

After receiving Archduke Albrecht's letter of challenge, Vincent Morris breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that the Austrians would hide in the bastion and not come out.

In the previous attack, Vincent Morris organized a total of 50,000 soldiers and more than 100 artillery pieces to ensure that he could capture the star-shaped fortress on the flank.

As a result, the bloody battle lasted for twelve hours. More than 10,000 soldiers failed to return, and there were countless wounded. It is difficult to say whether those soldiers who failed to return were killed or missing.

But Vincent Morris hoped from the bottom of his heart that these people had fled the battlefield, because the Austrian defenders did not take prisoners.

In fact, during the Battle of Salburg, Vincent Morris discovered that the Austrian soldiers were extremely cruel.

Except for a few French officers who can be regarded as military meritors, Austrian soldiers will touch up every corpse of a French soldier on the ground to ensure that they will not be threatened.

This practice soon spread among German Allied soldiers, which led to the extremely bloody Battle of Saarburg.

In the later stages, the chaplains had to follow the soldiers to prevent them from continuing to maim the injured French soldiers.

It's just that when a chief priest of the order was shot and killed by the French army, those priests wanted to nail a cross to the chest of every French soldier to prevent them from coming back to life.

At this time, Archduke Albrecht proposed a decisive battle outside Salzburg, which was perfect for Vincent Morris. After all, this could give full play to the numerical advantage of the federal army.

The latter couldn't help but admire the former. In the eyes of the latter, the former must be a great nationalist who would sacrifice the interests of the country and family for the sake of the German nation.

However, this is not the time to feel sad. He must go all out to deal with tomorrow's decisive battle, break through Salzburg and win Vienna in one go.

The next day, early morning.

The thick dark clouds made people breathless, and the phalanx of soldiers from both sides surged like a tide, making the artillerymen on both sides begin to doubt whether the God of War around them could really block the surging crowd in front of them.

This will be the largest battle on the European continent after the Battle of Waterloo. The total number of troops invested by both sides exceeds 400,000. Even the heaven and earth seem to feel this sense of oppression, with the earth trembling and dark clouds hanging low.
The faces of the soldiers in the front row of the German Federal Army were full of uneasiness and fear, because they saw an invisible fighting spirit in the enemy, like a wild beast that would choose people to eat at any time.

In fact, this kind of complex emotions fills the hearts of every German Federal Army soldier. The difference is that some people write it on their faces and some people write it in their hearts.

Especially after yesterday's battle, the soldiers no longer had that outing mood.

Vincent Morris thought that the soldiers would be inspired to fight after seeing blood. However, the reality was that many of them were as if they had lost their souls. At this time, he had already exhausted all his strength just to drive these people to the battlefield.

Vincent Morris suddenly felt blessed. He still remembered that when he first entered the battlefield, a veteran told him that he would not be afraid if he sang loudly. He also learned in military school that military music can boost morale.

So Vincent Morris ordered the military band to play the tune of "Deutsche Lied" and then let the soldiers sing loudly. This would not only boost morale, but also intimidate the enemy.

As the two armies gradually approached, the officers and soldiers in front discovered that the military bands of both sides were playing the same song.

It's just that the lyrics of the two sides are different. The German Allied Army sang "Deutsche Lied", while the Austrian Army sang "God Save the Emperor".

The shouts of both sides shook the sky, as if they could overwhelm each other in terms of momentum, but soon there was only one voice left on the battlefield.

"God bless Emperor Franz,

Our Franz is so great!
Good governance, good wisdom,
He is in the shining light;
May he wear a laurel crown to celebrate victory."

The marching German Allied soldiers suddenly turned around and started singing the Austrian Empire's national anthem. This caught the officers a little off guard, but then they furiously raised their whips to clear up these discordant tones.

However, more and more soldiers began to turn around and sing "God Save Our Emperor". The officer's angry whip was pulled off the horse by the surrounding soldiers before it fell, and then there was the sound of countless bayonets penetrating the body.

Soon the song spread throughout the army like a plague. Seeing the army defecting on the battlefield, Vincent Morris immediately ordered the artillery to fire, but the artillerymen were mumbling and reluctant to take action. "Give me!"

Vincent Morris grabbed the iron drill from the gunner's hand and was about to light it, but was knocked down by a soldier holding a long mop (gun barrel cleaning stick).

When Vincent Morris fell, he clearly heard the artillerymen singing the national anthem of the Austrian Empire.
Frankfurt, headquarters of the German Federation.

"What a bunch of rubbish! They transport wounded soldiers and lunatics back all day long."

"Yes, there are too many wounded soldiers and lunatics who have taken over our warehouse. As a result, the merchants have to raise prices."

"We should tax the families of wounded soldiers and lunatics to compensate for the losses suffered by merchants."

"agree."

"Agree!"

"These lazy idiots consume so much supplies every day and have been fighting for so long without making any progress. What on earth are they doing?"

"The life of the slackers is so good that they don't want to move anymore. I'll just feed them twice. Haha!"

"Ha ha!"

"But the false emperor is still here, and we still have to support these lazy idiots."

"Hey, if we had fought this battle, it would have been over long ago! But whose elite will go to the battlefield again?"

"Despicable! Haha!"

Everyone said in unison, smiling tacitly.

"I didn't expect that the false emperor would actually stand with the slackers. It was in vain that we spent so much time building momentum for him."

"Who knows? Maybe he really believes in God. So smart people should stay away from religion."

"What if the slackers lose?"

"Don't worry! We are representing Germany now. We can give the title of German Emperor to as many as we want, and to whomever we want. There are so many idiots like the Archbishop of Cologne."

"Haha, I feel relieved now. I still don't believe that the Austrians can really overthrow the entire Germany."

"Relax. Even if the Austrians have this ability, Britain and France will not agree. If we win against Austria, we will sign a trade agreement with Britain and France. By then we will be able to monopolize the entire German market!"

"Look at how much money the Austrians have made. We will not help those abandoned people. When the time comes, I guarantee that you will have unimaginable wealth and power."

"Long live the German Federation!"

"Long live the German Federation!"

Frankfurt train station.

The nursing staff of various lunatic asylums and private clinics are already on standby. As long as the lunatics and wounded soldiers who have retired from the battlefield get off the train, they will snatch them to their own hospitals and make a fortune.

However, when the door of the warehouse opened, what came out were groups of Austrian soldiers with loaded weapons.
(Actually, I specifically wanted to write something about Labor Day when I stuck on this day, but after thinking about it, I decided not to.)