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

Chapter 1084 Hot Late Summer

This summer in Hungary is extremely long, and even in September there is not a hint of coolness.

As soon as the first ray of sunshine in the morning fell, countless groups of Hungarian hussars were advancing silently on the Great Plains.

Each of them brought three days' rations, a machete, and two short muskets before setting off.

It is said that the Huns did this when they dealt with the Romans. They only brought three days of rations, a scimitar and a short bow, and took the rest from the Romans.

What János Damojanic requires of every soldier is:

The knife does not curl its edge, the gun does not explode, and I swear I will never return it. Every Austrian in sight must be killed and every house burned, so that the Austrian militiamen on the front line have to come out of the bunkers to come back to support.

According to János Damojanic's vision, as long as the Austrian militia was forced to fight the Hungarian cavalry on the steppes, it would be a one-sided massacre.

After all, the militiamen lacked the necessary training, and it was difficult for them to form a hollow square formation to fight against the cavalry, and the scattered infantry were no different from farmers holding pitchforks when faced with a cavalry charge.

Although the Austrians have made a lot of preparations in the royal territory, there are still many gaps to exploit.

As long as the Hungarian hussars can break into the royal estate, it will be like a tiger breaking into a flock of sheep. It is impossible for ordinary people to fight against the powerful hussars.

In fact, it doesn't take many hussars to enter the royal estate. It only takes a few hundred to turn the entire royal territory upside down, because fear is contagious, just like the plague.

At this time, senior leaders throughout Hungary loved giving speeches, as if doing so would increase the success rate of their actions.

A general like János Damojanic who is eager to "progress" will naturally not miss this opportunity, but it is also unrealistic for him to give such a high-level speech.

"Brothers! Have you seen the wheat fields in the distance? That is our Hungarian land! The shameless Austrians stole our land and refused to provide relief to us when the famine occurred.

what should we do? ! "

János Damojanic asked loudly, and Tuo Gao, who had been arranged in the crowd, responded loudly.

"Kill all the Austrians and take back our land!"

"Kill all the Austrians and take back our land!"

"That's right! We must take back our land! Take back our food! Burning a house will reward you with 100 Oaks of wheat, blowing up a bunker will reward you with 1000 Oaks, and killing an Austrian man will reward you with a blonde, big breasts, and butt. Big Germanic bitch!”

(Ok, Ottoman Empire unit of weight, approximately equal to 1.28 kilograms)

János Damojanic's words immediately caused a commotion, and some people couldn't wait to shout.

"Sir General! Do the ladies in the royal estate have enough?"

said János Damojanic, pretending to be angry.

"Nonsense! Of course it's not enough points! Why don't you get out of here? Hurry up! Run forward!"

Let’s not talk about whether the reward can be fulfilled, but this kind of courage is unprecedented.

The Hungarian government's previous treatment of soldiers was definitely not good, and was even a bit harsh. Not only did they have to pay various taxes, but they also had to pay for the maintenance of guns and uniforms.

What János Damojanic said was naturally not an order from the Hungarian government, it was just the general's improvisation. But János Damojanic has led troops for many years, and he knows very well what those soldiers think and want, so at this time, every Hungarian soldier carrying out the assault mission has a bit of excitement on his face. .

After all, in the past, they didn't even have many opportunities to exchange their lives for money. The Austrian Empire's class was severely solidified, and civilians had limited room for advancement. In Hungary, serfs would always be serfs, and it was almost impossible for single-clothed nobles to enter the upper class.

János Damojanic is the best example. As a child of a minor nobleman, he was braver than anyone else, never retreated on the battlefield, established countless meritorious deeds, and completed all studies at the Vienna Artillery Academy. He spent almost all of his adult life at the age of 15 in military camps.

But he still could only sit at the bottom of the Hungarian Military Council, and Duke Banyat, who sat at the head of the military council, had never spent even a day in the military camp, because there was no velvet quilt and no smell of ambergris. Banyat Can't sleep.

But such a person was born in a place that was out of reach of János Damojanic. He had to accept the other party's command and had to modify his battle plan because of the advice of outsiders.

János Damojanic has had enough and wants to move up, and he believes he is not alone.

The frontal feint attack began, and Austria's mobile forces were moving closer to several battlefields where fierce fighting was taking place.

The surprise attack force was silently passing through the gaps in the Austrian defense under the cover of crops. In order to minimize the risk of being discovered by the sentries, they even wrapped the horses' hooves with cloth.

Soon they passed the outer defense line, and the second layer of defense was still composed of some isolated small bastions.

At this time, the people on the second line of defense were still working normally. Although there were a few rifles placed in the fields, most people had no sense of tension as the war was approaching.

When the raid began, the appearance of the Hungarian hussars was completely unexpected. Many people were stunned on the spot and forgot to pick up the rifles on the ground.

The cavalry rushed through the farmland, and the sharp steel knife struck people, causing blood to splash everywhere. The bright red blood splashed onto the face of the farmer on the side, and the latter screamed and ran away.

But how could a two-legged man outrun a four-legged horse? The man was soon caught up and fell into a pool of blood with a stab in his head.

Soon the scene of a good harvest turned into a hell on earth. Countless people fell in a pool of blood. Most of the dead were young men, women and old people. The children were evacuated into the bastion under cover.

It is impossible for the cavalry to attack the bastion directly. Even if they think that the opponent is just a group of bloodless sheep, they will not take this risk.

The Hungarian cavalry chose to bypass the bastion and continue to attack the Austrian rear, but they did not burn warehouses and farmland because they were their spoils of war.

Alarm bells rang loudly throughout the royal territory. Fortunately, the people had practiced it countless times before. The men stood at the outermost perimeter with guns. Children, women, and the elderly entered one after another. Finally, the men with guns also retreated to the nearest Among the official bastions.

By the time the Hungarian cavalry rushed in, the people had already been evacuated, which made the hussars feel very unhappy. Fortunately, the Austrians could escape but the monks could not escape from the temple.

The Hungarian cavalry began to set fires in residential areas, and some Austrians who had been hiding in their homes with a sense of luck were also forced out by the fire.

Their only fate was death. The Hungarians, who had nowhere to vent their anger, directed all their anger at this group of people.

Either they were forced into the sea of ​​fire and burned alive, or their hands and feet were chopped off and thrown into the moat outside the bastion and drowned alive.

Some were even more miserable, because not all Hungarian cavalry liked to be reckless. Some people ordered the prisoners to call the door in front of the bastion.

If they cannot be called out, then they will follow in the footsteps of those dead. If they are called out, then the Hungarian cavalry will have more prisoners.

Just as János Damojanic expected, a few thousand hussars would turn the royal territory upside down, and he was even more convinced of this after seeing the black smoke rising. More hussars were pouring in from Gaps in the defense lead into royal territory.

On the other hand, several black-smoking steel behemoths were awakening in different areas. The huge roars they made made the war horses and the ground tremble uncontrollably.