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

Chapter 1287: Hot Blood Hard to Cool Down
Those passionate Spanish naval officers never imagined that their superiors sent them away in order to surrender.

At first, the young officers were very sad when they heard the news of the port's fall, but soon they found out that they had been deceived, and they vowed to pay blood debt with blood.

But their new boss asked them to ask for help from other fleets. Although they were already alert, it was also a fact that the Austrian Empire's fleet was too large.

As expected, they were deceived again. The repeated deceptions caused them to suffer from PTSD.

But they were powerless and had no influence. After retreating to Cadiz, they did not want to retreat further and were determined to live and die with the fleet.

cried the young officers as the admiral arrived.

“Although Spain is big, we have nowhere to retreat. Cadiz is Spain’s last line of defense in the Mediterranean, and we are willing to shed our last drop of blood for it!”

The fleet commander was deeply moved.

"Good! With you there is hope for the future in Spain."

The fleet commander changed the subject.

"But the Austrians may attack us from land, so I need you to go to Madrid for help."

"Commander, you are not going to surrender too?"

"Nonsense! I'm doing this for your own good! Do you know how many ships the Austrians have now? Do you know how much help those traitors have provided to the Austrians?
Dying in battle with dignity is certainly worthy of respect! But for the sake of the final victory, it is courage to live on in humiliation!
Let us old bones pave the way for you!
You are the future of Spain, you are the spark of hope! Live!"

The young naval officers were deeply moved and bid farewell to the commander in tears. However, before they reached Madrid, they received the news that the entire Spanish Mediterranean Fleet had surrendered to the Austrian Empire without firing a single shot.
As the only remaining naval officers in Spain, they were sent to the Military Academy to study again by Isabella II before they had time to grieve.

After all, Spain is facing a powerful enemy and is short of officers, so it has to use the navy as the army.

In fact, these young naval officers had no objection to this. They just hoped to fight the enemy to the end.

Isabel II also assured them that she would stick with them until the last moment.
However, soon after, news came that the queen was missing. What made them even more angry was that those in power were actually planning to surrender to the Carlists.

According to the propaganda of the government of Isabella II, the Carlos faction was not a good thing to begin with. In addition, after the counterattack began, they often looted cities and towns along the way, and colluded with the Austrian Empire.

Both officers and citizens opposed such unconditional surrender.

As a result, large-scale protests broke out in Madrid, and Prime Minister Duval chose to suppress them at the first opportunity.

The dissenting voices were temporarily suppressed, but soon another piece of news spread.

It turned out that Prime Minister Duval did not fail to negotiate with the Carlists, but Duval and several generals conspired to use the entire city as a bargaining chip in exchange for their own high positions and generous salaries.

The angry cadets and the citizens launched a coup together, determined to defend their homes with their own hands.

Of course, they were not determined to fight the Carlists to the death. The city council even drafted an earnest petition, hoping that Carlos VI would show mercy and save the city from looting.

As for Luisa Fernanda, the cadets and the citizens' council did rescue her, but only as a backup plan.

However, the city council was not aware of the secret between Duval and the Carlist envoy. The Carlist envoy became angry and embarrassed when he saw that his opportunity had been lost.

He deliberately gave only half of the letter to Carlos VI and exaggerated it. The nature of the whole incident immediately changed, that is, Madrid refused to surrender, was determined to fight to the end, and was ready to be loyal to Isabel II's sister Luisa Fernanda.

When Carlos VI received the reply, he was naturally furious. After all, he had been smooth sailing on the journey, cutting through mountains and building bridges over rivers. He never expected that he would hit a stone at the last moment.

What Carlos VI could not tolerate the most was that the bitch's sister had become his competitor again. In a rage, Carlos VI did not delve into the truth of the matter but directly ordered the siege to begin.

For the generals, taking Madrid was naturally a great achievement and they were happy to see it happen. As for the soldiers, they were even more excited about it as it would increase their income.

As for what would happen to Madrid and its people, no one cared.

However, this battle was not as easy as imagined. The students of the Madrid Military Academy and those passionate naval officers were not incompetent.

On the contrary, they are the people in this country who understand military science best.

They were also not lacking in courage, as evidenced by the fact that they dared to take the initiative to attack with inferior forces in the battle to defend the city.

However, courage and wisdom are not enough to make up for the absolute gap in strength, let alone prevent the backstab from within.

Although Prime Minister Duval and the generals were imprisoned by the citizens, the power they held was not liquidated.

These people chose to stab in the back at the most intense moment of the battle, and the Madrid defense collapsed in an instant.

The young people finally fulfilled their dreams and shed blood on the battlefield, but they failed to protect what they wanted to protect.

The Carlist army began slaughtering Madrid's city guards and looting the city house by house.

At this time, someone next to Carlos suggested.

"Your Majesty, we have already won. There is no need to massacre the city. Madrid is your capital after all."

Carlos VI sneered and pointed at the officer.

"I am different from my weak father. He is not cruel enough or firm enough. I keep my word. If I say to massacre the city, I will massacre it! No one can stand in my way!"

Madrid was soon engulfed by the wrath of Charles VI. The soldiers looted at will and executed any rebels they encountered on the spot.

The residents of Madrid cried and fled in despair, not even knowing what was happening.

Tragedy is taking place in every corner of the city. Life and death, love and hate, justice and evil, selfless sacrifice and greedy plunder collide violently in this city.

Carlos VI stood on the high tower and watched coldly everything that was happening before his eyes. There was no mercy in his eyes and the pride on his face seemed to declare that he was the master of this land.

In the flames, Carlos VI declared himself the only legitimate and legal king of Spain and ordered Isabella II to be exiled.

Luisa Fernanda was not so lucky. She was imprisoned in a spire by Carlos VI and was not allowed to see or write to anyone.

At the same time, Carlos's envoys came to the Austrian Empire again to ask Franz to return the land.