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

Chapter 1112 Prelude
Budapest.

The Battle of Pressburg was lost, Heinrich Demei was killed, the plan to siege the royal lands failed, and János Damojanic's whereabouts were unknown.

The Croatian campaign failed, and the 30,000-man attacking force was completely wiped out. The Vojvodina campaign failed, and the Ottoman army failed to join forces in Belgrade.

The French withdrew from the war, the Italians withdrew from the war, the British Mediterranean Fleet was completely destroyed, Russia declared war on the Ottoman Empire, the German Confederation plan failed, and the Frankfurt National Assembly was completely destroyed.
The bad news came one after another, which made Kossuth exhausted.

But he also had to face a terrible reality: the voices of opposition within the Hungarian government were growing louder and louder, and the nobles had long since turned away from him.

After all, if they could not gain greater power, then it would be good to continue to dominate Hungary. Or maybe they did not really want to go to war from the beginning, but Kossuth and the nationalists led them astray.

Faced with tremendous pressure, conventional means of decompression no longer work, and even smoking and drinking in a brothel cannot provide any relief.

Fortunately, one of his aides brought the latest British treatment, subcutaneous injection of morphine.

Due to the fact that wars and disasters were more frequent than in history, coupled with Franz's influence on the medical community, especially the impact of the medical journal "Holgrand" on the world, the hypodermic injection method was introduced ahead of schedule.

(Holgrand is the location of a magical spring in Norse mythology that can heal everything.)
Historically, the British have been heavily dependent on addictive drugs, but the upper class looked down on the Oriental way of smoking opium. As British gentlemen, they had a more efficient and noble way, namely subcutaneous injection.

Many British celebrities are very fond of this method, including the famous British literary masters such as Conan Doyle, Wilde, and Rumer.

Why do only literary giants like it? In fact, there are far more than them, but due to the long history and the change of trends in later generations, many facts no longer exist.

However, the famous works of these literary masters cannot be completely deleted. Sherlock Holmes, created by Conan Doyle, is an addict. In early versions, there are even detailed introductions on how to inject morphine and the advantages and disadvantages of different types of morphine.

Most people know Conan Doyle and Wilde, but are somewhat unfamiliar with the name Rumer. Anyone who can be listed alongside these literary masters is naturally also a literary master.

In a certain mysterious oriental country, few people may know Saxoume & Rohmer, but when it comes to Fu Manchu, a character he created, everyone knows him and everyone hates him to the core.

Fu Manchu himself was the embodiment of the "Yellow Peril Theory" in the West at that time, and had a very strong influence, especially in the United Kingdom and the United States. On the one hand, he catered to the United States' "Chinese Exclusion Act", and on the other hand, he took advantage of the Boxer Rebellion.

The image of Fu Manchu is not Liang in "Shang-Chi", but a man with squinting eyes, high cheekbones, a flat nose, two long and drooping mustaches, and dressed like a zombie in the clothes of a Qing Dynasty official, which is the stereotype of an Oriental in some people.

(By the way, the movie Shang-Chi is really bad. The plot, special effects, and the protagonist's Korean appearance make it hard to complain.)
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Subcutaneous injections of morphine greatly relieved Kossuth's stress, but sometimes he became indifferent to everything, even his own life.

The failure of the Battle of Pressburg left the gates of Budapest wide open, and the Austrian army could complete the siege of the city in a few weeks.

At this moment when Hungary needed him most, Kossuth chose to remain silent. He neither recalled the scattered troops nor called on the people to arm themselves to defend the capital. He even turned a blind eye to the opponents in the city who tried to overthrow him and surrender to Austria.

In fact, someone had already arranged a retreat for Kossuth, and there were people from both Russia and the Ottoman Empire to support him.

There was a knock on Kossuth's door. His residence was heavily guarded, and he usually did not receive visitors at night. The visitor was obviously someone very close to him, or perhaps there was something very important going on.

"Come in." The door was pushed open and an unremarkable middle-aged man walked in.

"Mr. Kossuth, you can't go on like this."

The person who spoke was his chief of staff, Loca, who was originally a professor at Pest University. After his assistant, wife, and two children were unfortunately killed in the revolutionary tide, he finally saw the reality and joined the ranks of Hungarian nationalists.

The previous Self-Defense Force plan was this person's idea. After being appreciated by Kossuth, Luo Jia helped make many key decision-making analyses and won Kossuth's trust.

"Mr. Luojia, I know what you are thinking. You must think I am a coward and a deserter.

But the Battle of Pressburg was a failure, our main force was annihilated, and now our Hungary is no longer able to stop the Austrian attack. "

In history, Kossuth refused to admit defeat even after his capital was captured twice and he himself was beaten to the United States. He demanded that the people continue to fight, with an attitude of "I would rather let the world betray me than let the world betray me".

Why did they back off at this time? Because the Austrian Empire was no longer the doll empire in history, but more importantly, it shattered the idol in Kossuth's heart.

The successive defeats of Britain and France were too great a blow to Kossuth personally, and his will was also severely damaged by long-term use of addictive drugs.

"Mr. Kossuth, how can you think like that? How can our great Hungarian nation fail like this? We have only lost 3250 people, we still have million people, and we still have million hectares of land to defend!"

(3250 million hectares = 32.5 square kilometers.)
Luo Jia's voice was trembling, obviously he was very excited.

"The British and the French have failed, so what can we do?"

Kossuth finally said this, and he felt somewhat relieved.

"No! Mr. Kossuth, you are wrong! When the great Hun King Attila destroyed the Western Roman Empire, he did not rely on the French and the British. Instead, it was the British and the French who relied on him.

Similarly, we Hungarians do not need to rely on Britain and France. Britain and France should rely on us.

As long as we can defeat the Austrians... No! As long as we can hold the Austrians back, Britain and France will come back sooner or later."

After hearing what Lorca said, Kossuth's eyes lit up. Indeed! When did he fall into depravity and need someone to remind him how great, charming, and intoxicating the Hungarian nation is?
Seeing that Kossuth was somewhat moved, Luo Jia immediately struck while the iron was hot.

"Mr. Kossuth! Hungary can't do without you! Just like! The people need your guidance!"

Kossuth took a deep breath and said.

"Mr. Luojia, you are right. It is not the time to give up yet. Our current failure is entirely caused by those capitulationists and speculators.

Their conspiracy must be stopped!"