"Long live!"

"Long live the Emperor!" "Long live the Warlock Royal Family!"

Hearing the cheers, General Li Anye thought a miracle had happened.

Could it be that His Majesty Ferdinand suddenly appeared in the military camp and brought military pay?!

The Prince of Orange is nervous, and he, Li Anye, is even more nervous. As the last cronies of the Duke of Bourbon, he and his more than a thousand subordinates have always received half of their salary. As the commander of the legion, the Duke of Bourbon can always draw from Naples and

He begged for some food from the governor of Sicily, and he basically took advantage of this and left it to his last basic base.

This differential treatment has always been the last bit of comfort for the French traitors.

The salary is half and the food is slightly better. Every weekend, the Duke of Bourbon will buy a cow for the French United with his own money.

Then I sang songs from my hometown with these people, supporting each other in this foreign country.

The Duke of Bourbon was not an extraordinary commander, but he was still quite charming to his subordinates.

Especially after he went into exile in a foreign country, he basically managed to ensure that everyone had food to eat together.

Generally speaking, their treatment is similar to that of the cavalry, but slightly inferior to that of the Arcane Corps.

Don’t worry about scarcity, but worry about inequality, which of course also makes conflicts brew.

The Spanish infantry also had grievances against the cavalry and their comrades in the Arcane Corps, but the most hatred was taken away by the French.

Not only is it a culture clash, the French have the worst attitude.

The gap between French and Spanish has gradually been filled in the past period of time. They are gradually able to understand each other's words.

Oh, you Spanish guys, it’s our Duke of Bourbon who has the final say here, don’t you agree?

Your emperor wants to marry his sister to our duke. Why are you so envious and jealous?

The great emperor is not as good as the commander in front of me. If you have the ability, you can bite me!

In the past few months, the French soldiers have maintained such a good attitude. They dangled in front of the Spanish soldiers with green eyes who had no pocket money and no money to send money home.

Fights and fights naturally occurred one after another, and Li Anye himself changed from persuading him at the beginning to fighting together recently, otherwise he would not be able to maintain cohesion, and this French force particularly needs internal cohesion.

This kind of conflict is very common among armies of various origins. As long as no lives are lost, it is not a big deal.

When the Duke of Bourbon was here, he did not go too far on this issue. As a qualified commander, he knew where the line was.

However, after he went to Vienna, the Spaniards still felt that they had lost their restraints and began to provoke the French more and more.

Although the Spaniards were in large numbers, Colonel Li Anye worked hard to cope with the situation and always prevented his subordinates from suffering heavy losses.

But today we are really in trouble. This is not about fighting. It is about seeing the truth.

As soon as it dawned on pay day, the Spanish infantrymen who still had no pay began to make noises. The middle and senior officers were unable to control the troops, and some were beaten or even imprisoned.

By breakfast time, things began to get out of control, and heavily armed Spaniards began to appear around the French camp.

Li Anye expected that the Prince of Orange in Turin would come out to stabilize the situation, but he was disappointed. The suppression was delayed.

More and more Spanish regiments surrounded the French camp. They even brought trebuchets and revolving crossbows to storm the camp.

"Who dares to act rashly?!" Although the revolving crossbow in front of him was a great threat to the mage, His Highness Fugger still walked in front of several mutiny leaders.

"Your Highness, these French people are the enemy's internal agents. They are the ones who are preventing us from going to Paris!"

Although he had already beaten the captain, this old veteran still did not dare to be rude to Fugel. He was the master mage among masters.

Not to mention that Fugel, a mage with a wealthy background, has always been generous and very well-connected.

This was also the basis for him to dare to come out to appease the rebels. Which regiment captain and group captain had not had a feast with him, Fugger.

Although the mutiny leader was going crazy, the officers with some status still respected him.

But they were not enough to control the troops. Fugel finally brought his Arcane Corps to join forces with Li Anye. His effective actions delayed the development of the situation and gave the Prince of Orange time to react.

When the cheers came, Fugel thought it was Ferdinand who was coming, but soon he and Li Anye realized that this was not the case.

The Spanish infantry did leave, but they entered the city of Turin.

Then fire and screams came from that troubled city.

Soon, a messenger came, bringing orders from the Prince of Orange.

"The Prince of Orange is going to attack the city with his troops?!" Master Fugger was shocked.

"This is nothing. The Prince of Orange did the right thing." General Li Anye didn't care. He had no feelings for the capital of the Principality of Savoy. He just regretted that he couldn't join. "Be prepared for battle, I

It is estimated that at least half of the regiment will not return to camp before midnight."

Although there will still be bloodshed in the end, at least we can avoid fighting more with less, and the Spanish infantry who have been robbing for a day will not be so frantic. It is very likely that they can defeat a few core rebels and regain control of the situation.

"It's okay, His Highness Fugger. This battle is not difficult to fight. After the Duke of Bourbon returns with supplies supported by Austria, we can still attack Provence."

Although Ladislaus gave his country a very resounding name, the word "Austria" has been passed down for so many years.

Fugel shook his head. He knew that the mutiny had been over, but the military robbery would reduce the professionalism of the troops. It might not have much impact on the war, but it would be a nightmare for management.

The Prince of Orange knew that he could not obtain the command of a large corps, so he chose this solution that would be extremely harmful in the long run.

Not to mention the damage to Spain's reputation, the Duke of Savoy is now theoretically subordinate to the King of Spain.

Of course, this is a trivial matter. The Duke of Savoy's shameless behavior between the two powers earned him little sympathy.

In order to save the Savoy family, he shamelessly went too far.

"Then let's be like this, prepare for war." Although he didn't want to fight internally, he knew he had no choice, so Fugel accepted it. This is life.

Before evening, several hundred more Italian hired cavalry arrived at Li Anye's camp to join forces. Although their organization was poor, they could still be considered a viable force.

By nightfall, Prince of Orange and Li Anye's troops were ready to counter the rebellion.

In fact, the situation was not what they expected. Several captains were released one after another. Most of the Spanish troops who had burned, killed and looted the city for a day actually returned to the camp in good order.

Li Anye and Fugel felt a little weird looking at the Spanish captains with all their beards and tails. Did the leaders of the mutiny really want to place their hopes on the mercy of the Prince of Orange or the emperor's pardon?
Chapter completed!