I'm the Dauphin in France

Chapter 459 "Complete Merit"

"Your Highness, no enemy troops were found in the area of ​​the Bull River." Berthier reined in his horse and raised his hat to Joseph.

"Okay, keep marching faster." Joseph nodded and waved a few papers in his hand. "A personal letter from Marshal Lacy, praising and thanking the Second Company of the Third Hussars Battalion, and sending 5 florins."

Berthier smiled and said, “If they had not provided timely cover, Marshal Lacy’s headquarters might have been caught up by the Prussian cavalry.

"However, the young men of the Second Hussar Company were indeed very brave. Four of them received medals. In particular, the second lieutenant named Joachim Murat received the Silver Fleur-de-Iris for the second time in half a year."

Murat killed three enemy soldiers and captured a Prussian major. He also led a team to escort Marshal Lacy to a safe area, which was enough to win the Order of the Golden Iris.

"He is such an outstanding cavalryman!" Joseph looked surprised, but he was not surprised at all.

This is Murat, the historical commander of the Emperor's cavalry. He personally led tens of thousands of cavalrymen to charge at the Battle of Eylau, tearing open the Russian central defense line and annihilating dozens of Russian artillery companies, thus securing victory.

Such talents cannot conceal their brilliance anywhere.

Joseph said to Berthier again: "I think Lieutenant Murat can be promoted as an exception."

"Yes, Your Highness. In fact, the General Staff has also recommended that he be promoted directly to captain."

As the two were talking, a messenger came and handed a report to Berthier: "General, this is the latest battle report from Breslau."

The latter opened the letter and read it quickly, then said to Joseph excitedly, "Your Highness, Marshal Lacy's troops have arrived at the Breslau Fortress and will soon be able to launch an attack. And as you expected, the main force of the Prussian army is rushing to Breslau for reinforcement."

Upon hearing this, Joseph breathed a sigh of relief. After so many twists and turns, he was finally getting closer to the situation he wanted - the military power comparison between Prussia and Austria had not changed significantly, and when the Duke of Brunswick arrived in Breslau, they should be in confrontation again near the fortress.

On my side, I will be able to reach Liegnitz in three days. Although the Duke of Brunswick left nearly 10,000 garrisons there, I came with the main force of the Guards.

Since its establishment, the Guards Corps has rarely fought battles where it had an advantage in terms of troop strength, so there should be no accidents in the siege.

Once the city of Liegnitz is handed over to Marshal Lacy, then his mission will be completely accomplished.

By then, William II, who had lost Liegnitz, would certainly not give up, and Austria, which had finally regained a province in Silesia, would be even less likely to let it go.

Both sides will continue to increase their troops and fight on the Breslau front. France can use this time to develop and even sell supplies to the war-torn German region.

Alas, for the future of France, the great Holy Roman Empire will have to work hard.

……

The Duke of Brunswick frowned at the gloomy sky and shouted at the soldiers, asking them to speed up.

That old fellow Lacy actually dared to attack Breslau without sufficient supplies, completely disrupting his deployment.

But the garrison of Breslau Fortress was too small. Even with the emergency transfer of nearby security forces, there were only less than 9 people. It was very likely that the Austrians would break through if they were not careful.

"God, please don't let it rain."

He looked up at the dark clouds again, but heard the sound of hurried horse hooves. He turned around and saw a messenger covered in mud running up to him. He said with a bitter face, "Marshal, the city of Liegnitz..."

"The enemy is attacking the city of Liegnitz?"

The summons officer nodded: "Yes, Marshal. When General August sent me here, the enemy's vanguard had already entered the outskirts of the city." The Duke of Brunswick immediately roared: "What the hell is August doing?!"

The day before yesterday, the messenger from Liegnitz told him that no enemy movements were detected. In less than two days, the city was lost!

He looked down at the saddle with a gloomy face. Just half a month ago, he had triumphantly attacked the Austrian defense line, ready to end the war in Silesia and return to Potsdam.

At this moment, he was thinking about how to apologize to His Majesty the King...

Vienna.

In the VIP room on the second floor of the luxurious technical academy "Red Boots", a young woman wearing the most popular makeup among ladies put her arm around Bazel's neck, looked at him coquettishly, and said in a coquettish voice: "Mr. Miller, if you have difficulty standing upright, I have some mummy powder here. Although it's a bit expensive, it's guaranteed to work..."

As she spoke, her hand moved towards his crotch.

"Please move aside!" Bazel slapped her hand away and immediately lay on the keyhole again.

The technician of "Red Boots" was very dedicated. She came up again and unbuttoned her chest: "Sir, you can let me do anything..."

Bazel suddenly felt his legs a little sore, so he pulled her to the door and said, "Then please help me watch the side room, the one with the Hera statue in front of the door. If there is any movement there, tell me immediately."

"Ah? Oh..." The technician reluctantly bent down and looked at the keyhole.

Bazel picked up the violin to liven up the party and began to play silently.

Soon, the technician complained, "Are you interested in Miss Finney? Then why are you looking for me..."

Finny is the technician who is serving in the room diagonally opposite.

Bazel said calmly: "No, I want that man."

"Uh..." The gossipy fire ignited in the eyes of the female technician, "So you are here to catch an adulterer?"

"I guess so. Please keep an eye on it."

"Yes, sir. I will definitely help you deal with that 'unfaithful man'!"

Another hour later, the technician rubbed her aching waist and suddenly lowered her voice and exclaimed, "Mr. Miller, the door is open!"

A cold light suddenly flashed in Basel's eyes. He dropped his violin, took his bag from the coat rack, pulled the maid away, and pushed the door open.

Baron Walter turned around and chatted with Miss Finny who was hanging on him. Suddenly, he felt the light on his side was a little strange. He turned around and saw a man in his thirties staring at him viciously.

"Who are you? What do you want to do..."

As he was speaking, he saw the other party pull out a pistol from his briefcase and pointed it at his left chest. The second half of his sentence immediately changed to "Don't, don't do this..."

Bazel said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Devil, don't think that you can bully Camelia just because the French prince is not here! Go and confess to God!"

Then, he pulled the trigger decisively, and the flint clip fell on the lighter with a "snap".

(End of this chapter)