Crossing the Continent in the Eighteenth Century

Yes, I never expected to play Paris.

I never thought about going to Versailles at all costs.

Not to mention the idea of ​​driving the French Louis with paralysis from Versailles.

Because all of this seems so unrealistic, unless I really have the slightest possibility of success.But I am not a saint, I can no longer march to Versailles with the belief that I must die.

My overall plan is this: let the Brunswick and Hannover coalition forces separate in Kassel, the Principality of Hesse, let them plant our flag, continue to surround the Principality of Hesse, and no one is allowed to leave their camp .We took advantage of the night and ran all the way in the carriage without the Duke of Hesse noticing.It is impossible to hide the French from the south, but such a move will buy us time.This time is enough for us to complete the forced march and reach the Ardennes area.

When the French were confused about the actions of our troops because of Prussia's departure first, we moved to the Ardennes area, and crossed the Ardennes area before they could react.Then, I marched towards Versailles with a ferocious momentum. After I had attacked to a certain distance, I would stop as soon as I saw it, and lead the army under my command to retreat to Sachs and the others, and then retreated to Germany with their cover.The Fifth Spartan Legion under my command and Constans and Leon and Maurice will not see in their lives, at least this expedition, the vision of planting the Imperial Eagle over the Palace of Versailles in their dreams.

To those dedicated soldiers and fellows, I'm sorry, I took advantage of them.

"Long live Nikifrus!!"

Since entering Verdun, all the Fifth Spartan Legion who saw me looked at me with fanatical eyes, and then raised their hands in salute.

"Long live Rome!"

"The soldiers respect you very much," Constance said after raising his hand.

I withdrew my arm: "Really?"

Constance said: "Yes. It's not out of respect for the royal blood, but out of respect for your personality charm. I dare say that if you survive this battle, let alone the first Five legions of Spartans, and probably the entire empire will adore you."

"Being admired by the entire empire is not the reason we came here, my brother, find me a room, I want to study the following actions by myself. Oh, by the way, bring me some red wine."

"You want a drink?" Constance asked.

I laughed dryly and said, "I've been under a lot of pressure recently, as you know."

Constance waved his fist and threatened: "I hope you don't get drunk and kill us tens of thousands of people here. Nikis, let me declare first. If you fail to plant the imperial eagle flag on Versailles , but our entire army was wiped out. I will not be the first to spare you."

"Why can't you forgive me? Die?"

"No. I will let you live, and then suffer for the rest of our lives because of our tragic death." Constance laughed. "At that time, I will die in front of you in a very miserable manner, and then let you dream of I woke up scared to death."

"Hehehe, you will die quite tragically when the time comes."

"Go. A man as handsome as me is like death, which can only be described as poignant and beautiful. Morris is quite suitable for the word tragic."

"Don't worry. I'll try my best to get each of you out alive."

The only thing I can do now is to take as many people out alive as possible. In order to reduce the guilt, how dare I take it lightly.

It's just that I've been under a lot of pressure lately.

After setting up the combat order for the next day in the room where I temporarily stayed overnight in Verdun, it was probably evening at this time, everyone was called back, and I sat alone in the room and poured myself a glass of wine.

I drank the whole cup in one gulp like a cow chewing peonies. I looked at the battle map on the table and wondered what Feletria was doing now, what Assassin was doing now, and Pennywise Are you following Felicia, playing around with her?

The whole plan of raiding Versailles was a step in my attempt to marry Phyetria.

The Fifth Spartan Legion will get closer to me because of this, and the three foreign legions under it will also gain more combat experience, and because of my record, their morale will be improved, and the Prussians will be different. One thing, and while they're not going to be upset or sorry about losing their chance to take Versailles, they're giving me a reason and an excuse to ask Alexander and Cheap Daddy for a respite that should be It is enough for the Kingdom of Prussia to preserve those precious strengths in the upcoming war. When the war comes to an end, if everything is perfect, the main force of the French army has already fought off Rome. This is the time for the Kingdom of Prussia to pick up soft persimmons.

And throwing her in Dresden is because I don't want her to share the mental and physical pressure of the whole operation. You must know that she is easy to break down. If she goes through this kind of life again The action of the matter, God knows how bad Felicia will be when the time comes.Anyway, I don't dare to imagine it, I don't want to imagine it, let alone face it.

I can't blame me for the involuntary smirk at the memory of Freiteria's time in Nuremberg.Whoever can make such a scene like a woman chasing a man so stupid is probably only her and Penny Weiss.

"Doo-doo-doo."

Didn't I say, don't bother me for now.

Emergency military situation?

I quickly got up and went to open the door.

The door opened, and with two glances, I almost thought I had too much to drink!

How is she here?

"Fillett, Frederick?"

Freitlia is here, haven't I already watched this guy go to Dresden?

"Are you surprised to see me?"

"Yes, at this time, you should preside over the offensive there in Dresden!" I looked at the few Prussian officers standing in the corridor.

"It doesn't matter if I'm in Dresden or not." Freitlia reached out and pushed me into the door, and then she closed the door.As soon as we entered this room with only the two of us, her voice changed, "This is your way, leave me in Dresden, the next step is you take a Roman legion and three foreign legions and my Prussian noble cavalry to assault Versailles!"

Very sharp voice, I heard very harsh.

"is it not OK."

"Is it necessary to do this?"

Facing Felicia's question, although I had the illusion of being caught and raped by a big woman for a few seconds, I still relied on my years of battlefield experience to calm down. I laughed and said: "I said But, Ferretlia, we men don't just have love in our life. We also have a career. Now this step is the key step to achieve my career. Think about what I would become if I conquered Versailles I will become the same character as Hannibal who crossed the Alps and successfully attacked Rome, history, and the generals of later generations will talk about me. You know, if such a military operation is launched, if it is successful , I will become a very famous military strategist!"

Felicia looked at me with a strange expression. She was startled for a moment, and then her tense face softened: "It turns out that being a successful general is so important to you..."

I saw a very bad sign, and Feletlia, who was wearing the uniform of a cavalry officer, held her saber: "Since you are so determined to march to Versailles, you obviously value fame, fortune and career more than me. In the face of such a ruthless man, the reason why you agreed to be with me is only because of what is attached to my back, not me. I understand it this way, am I wrong? "

"It's not wrong for you to understand that..."

Wait, the plot direction of this shit is wrong!At this time, it shouldn't be her who continues to chase after me, asking me which is more important, career or love, and then I choose love along the way, and walk down the steps, not only to resolve the storm, but also to increase the favorability of Felicia up to a hundred?

Ferretlia, how can you skip the most critical part of the plot all of a sudden, and then directly enter this kind of plot of giving away the kitchen knife! (To be continued..)

ps: Thanks to children's shoes kusoer for the complaints and comments. Regarding the heroine, I can only complain here. The third person is better than No.1...