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

Chapter 1264 Broker
The British had already decided to watch the show, but they did not outright reject the aid raised by the Spanish ambassador. They just used the most common tactic of procrastination.

After all, the UK is a constitutional monarchy and government actions need to be approved by Parliament, so it is necessary to have an internal debate first.

No one could find fault with the British explanation, and the Spanish ambassador had no choice but to accept it.

But he could not sit idly by, not because of the country, but because Isabella II was not a patient monarch.

When Isabella II loses her patience, the British will naturally be fine, but his ambassador will be in trouble.

So the Spanish ambassador, Mr. Caneboro, had to start looking for a way, but his way was obviously a bit outdated.

As a last resort, Mr. Caneboro had to find a broker, but it cost money to find a broker, which made him feel distressed.

Some people here must be wondering why Mr. Caneboro, the Spanish ambassador, would feel bad about hiring a broker. Is he really a great patriot? Doesn't he want to waste a penny of the country?

In fact, it is common diplomatic knowledge before the 20th century that most of the activities of ambassadors of most Western countries were borne by themselves.

Europeans have been working at their own expense for more than a thousand years.

Therefore, diplomats at that time were either rich or noble, otherwise they could not afford the expensive diplomatic expenses.

Mr. Caneboro had to pay the money needed to find a broker and pay the bribes later, which was why he felt so upset.

There is no shortage of brokers in a place like London. These adventurers who walk on the edge of power rely on secret deals and shrewd calculations to influence the fate of countless people.

The night in London in the 19th century was much darker than anywhere else in the world, and the unique acid rain and acid fog made it look mysterious and deadly.

There is an inconspicuous bar in a deep alley with a sign that reads "Fate stay night" in English.

There seems to be a cut in the middle of Fate and stay by some sharp weapon, but it does not seem to affect the appearance, but instead has a unique charm.

Compared with the inconspicuous facade, the interior decoration is a bit too luxurious. Politicians, businessmen, and some playboys who can't stand being alone gather here.

As for why there were no outsiders causing trouble? Because a monthly ticket costs a full 100 pounds, and it is only available to members.

Although there were only two bodyguards in front of the door, there was no telling how many people were hiding in the entire alley.

Besides, how could someone who could bridge the gap between businessmen and politicians not have someone to protect him? It was said that this alley belonged to the Aberdeen family.

But Mr. Caneboro was not here for fun today. He showed his ID card and a well-trained waiter immediately led him into a dim room.

"Hello, Mr. Caneboro. Let me introduce myself. My name is Clement Carlyle. You can also call me CC."

Kaneboro was a little surprised because the person in front of him was actually a young woman, but he soon stopped dwelling on it.

After all, he came to find a broker, so it was normal that the other party did not want to let him know his true identity. Of course, there was another possibility that the person in front of him was the broker he was looking for.

The transactions of power for money and power for sex are normal, and Caneboro felt more at ease.

"Miss CC, I would like to meet with the Earl of Derby in private. I hope he can agree to send troops to Spain."

CC waved his hand.

"Mr. Caneboro, I am only responsible for arranging a meeting for you. If you want to do something, the money you paid is not enough."

"How much?"

Kaneboro said immediately.

"That depends on what it is."

CC was also very calm and pretended not to hear what was said.

"It's what happened just now." "Please say it again."

"I hope Lord Derby will agree to send troops to Spain."

Caneboro laughed. He felt that he had won. No one except the Earl of Derby himself could do such a thing.

This little broker actually dared to interrupt me. He was simply asking for his own death.

The young woman opposite also smiled, her smile was as beautiful as a flower, and it was still so dazzling even in the dim light.

"No problem, but we need seven days to do an evaluation before we can give you an accurate price."

"I want to know the price now, and I want you to do it now."

"I'm sorry, that's not possible. You can only follow our rules here, or cancel this transaction."

Caneboro was even more surprised. Could it be that these brokers were so capable? It seemed that the collusion between British officials and businessmen was even more serious than in Spain. However, after thinking about it again, it seemed to be true.

Seven days isn’t a long time anyway, so we might as well try our luck.

"Okay, I'll wait for you for seven days."

After saying that, Kaneboro stretched out his hand, but CC had no intention of reaching out at all, he just said.

"A letter will be delivered to your hotel in seven days."

After Caneboro left, CC was alone, turning the golden ducat in his hand out of boredom.

"Fate is really unpredictable. Send a message to Vienna immediately and ask for instructions on what to do next."

Suddenly a cold wind blew into the room, and the curtains fluttered in the wind. I don't know when the window was opened.

Paris, Elysee Palace.

News from Spain reached Louis Napoleon one after another. At this time, he finally became a little impatient. The entire Spanish navy was gone just like that?
Now France's Mediterranean maritime power is completely gone. With the Austrian Imperial Navy, Duke of Omar's rebels, and now the Spanish Navy, even if he wants to support Spain now, he has no confidence.

France and Spain border each other, but there is the Pyrenees Mountains between them. In fact, the most ideal route for France to invade Spain is to invade from the sea, which can solve the supply problem to the greatest extent.

Invading through the gap in the Pyrenees Mountains, there are not many attack routes to choose from, which are easy to be predicted by the enemy. In addition, the terrain is also unfavorable to the French attacking side.

Especially in complex mountainous areas, supply lines are easily harassed, which is extremely unfavorable for large-scale operations.

The Austrian Empire occupied the main ports on the eastern coast of Spain in a very short period of time, which was completely beyond the French imagination.

This seemed like a fantasy to the French. Now they no longer dared to despise the Austrian Empire, but instead began to feel fear.

"It's over! At this rate, the Austrians will occupy all of Spain in less than three months! We should send troops to support Spain!"

"Yes! Send the fleet quickly to cut off the Austrians' supply lines! Otherwise we will be surrounded by the Austrians!"

Louis Napoleon sneered in his heart.

"What a bunch of useless bastards! They lose their composure over such a small matter. They are really not worthy of ruling France."

Louis Napoleon had to admit that the speed of the Austrian attack was beyond his imagination. This country was indeed as bold and daring as its monarch, but it was too immature.

The Emperor of the Austrian Empire was so naive that he thought that the Spaniards would truly work for him and even armed the Spaniards.

I believe that in the near future Spain will be filled with guerrillas, and by then not only will the Austrian Empire lose all its previous efforts, but it will also have cultivated countless terrible enemies for itself.