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156 As long as Dumourier attacks, everything will be fine

Three days later, An Ning rode her horse and stood on the beach in Nice.

It's strange to say that after so many years since he traveled through time, he never once wanted to see the sea.

Lazarus took a bunch of grapes and was eating them happily next to An Ning. While eating them, he asked: "Your Majesty General, do you think of your hometown?"

An Ning hesitated for a moment.

He has traveled through time for more than ten years, but he has never returned to his hometown to visit. Mainly because as a time traveler, he has no sense of belonging to his hometown, and he is also worried that when he returns to his hometown, his flaws will be revealed when he communicates with his relatives.

It would be troublesome if they thought they were possessed by a demon.

Although the power of religion is no longer as strong as it was during the witch hunts, but...

Anyway, An Ning found it too troublesome and never went home. He only sent some money to his family occasionally to show that he was still alive.

The family didn't come to An Ning either. Maybe the family thought "General Frost" was someone else with the same surname.

After all, the name Frost is quite common in France.

Now, facing Lasalle's question, An Ning shrugged: "It does remind me of my hometown."

La Salle: "I see you enjoyed the fish soup last night."

An Ning smiled. It was mainly because he hadn't eaten fish for too long. After all, there is no refrigeration technology. It is not easy to keep fish from the seaside fresh and transport it to inland areas.

River fish is also eaten in places like Paris, but the taste is not very good.

An Ning: "Yes, fish soup, the taste of my hometown, really reminds me of my childhood."

La Salle: "In the future, we can often drink fish soup, and there will be Italian food in Italy! Let me tell you, Italian food is not inferior to France!"

In this era, France is synonymous with high-end, and speaking French and eating French food are the upper-class behavior of the upper class.

Therefore, French people generally believe that French food is the best in the world. This mentality is somewhat similar to the Chinese people’s confidence in Chinese food.

As a Frenchman, La Salle began to brag about the delicacies he had eaten in Italy, which was considered an outlier.

An Ning: "Yes, yes, I am also looking forward to Italian food."

At this time Napoleon came over on horseback: "Andy! What are you looking at?"

La Salle: "Your Excellency, the General, is thinking about his hometown. By the way, Bonaparte's hometown should be across the sea, right?"

Napoleon's face darkened: "Yes, it is my hometown."

An Ning glanced at Napoleon and joked: "When he was at Brienne Military Academy, he was clamoring all day long for Corsica to be independent."

Napoleon smiled awkwardly: "I was still a child at that time, and my idol at that time was Paoli, the hero of Corsican independence."

La Salle: "So now you're not your hero?"

"No, it's long gone." Napoleon smiled, then glanced at An Ning.

An Ning immediately said: "His current hero is Caesar, for sure!"

Napoleon laughed loudly: "Yes, that's right, Caesar! Who doesn't admire Caesar? Don't you do the same, Andy?"

An Ning shook his head: "No, I don't worship Caesar. I admire the hero Horatius more than Caesar."

"Horatius?" The painter David rode over with Beethoven. He frowned slightly, "Ah, I remember, he seems to be a hero guarding the bridge?"

Napoleon: "I remember this man. He only has a small part in the Roman Heroes. What is there to admire about him?"

An Ning looked back at the Agentra Peak, which was more than 40 kilometers away, and then recited the poem "Horatius on the Bridge" written by the British poet.

"Horaceus, the gatekeeper, said:

"All life in this world is mortal.

"In this case, guarding the ashes of our ancestors and the temples of the gods, and dying against powerful enemies, is of infinite value.

"In order to protect my mother who loved me so much,

"In order to protect my wife who has nurtured my children until now,

"To protect the pure girls who will light the eternal fire,

"What an honorable death to protect everyone from the shameless villain Sextus!

“Your Majesty the Consul, please order the bridge to be demolished!

"I will fight with my two comrades to resist the enemy!

"There are a thousand enemy troops occupying the bridge, let's stop them with three men!

"Come on! Which two warriors want to guard the bridge side by side with me?"

An Ning recited the entire poem eloquently, and then turned to ask Napoleon: "Don't you think this fearless spirit of resolutely sacrificing yourself for the people of the Republic is very touching?"

Napoleon: "When you say that, it's true..."

La Salle took out his own wine jug, bit open the lid with his mouth - he was still holding a bunch of grapes in his other hand - and then raised the wine jug high: "Let us congratulate Lessius with a glass!"

An Ning: "You can drink if you want, no one will say anything to you."

Lazarus laughed loudly, then spit the lid of the pot in his mouth into the hand holding the bunch of grapes, raised his head and drank several gulps.

The smell of strong liquor mixed with the sea breeze came to my face.

At this time, Berthier also rode up to the hill where An Ning was: "General, I have obtained the battle map and arranged the supplies. I am going to leave a thousand people in Nice to be responsible for the transportation of food and supplies. On the way.

I have also selected the places where military depots need to be set up, and a thousand men should be left in each place.

"After calculating this, we will have 25,000 people in Savona. Adding the 10,000 people in Savona, we will have 35,000 people facing Beaulieu's 50,000 people.

"The good news is that Beaulieu also needs to disperse its troops to defend various places and transfer logistics. I estimate that their field strength is between 40,000 and 42,000."

An Ning: "Very good, much better than expected, much better! When can we set off?"

"I plan to spend a day in Nice for repairs and send cavalry to reconnoiter the road conditions along the way." Berthier said, "Most of this road is the sea and coastal hills, and the terrain is complex."

An Ning: "Lazare, your first mission is here!"

La Salle threw away the uneaten grapes, and while tightening the lid of the wine bottle, he replied: "Okay! I'll set off right away! Before the army sets off tomorrow, I will definitely check out the road conditions to Albenga for you!

"

After saying this, Lazarus turned his horse's head and ran away.

Napoleon looked at his leaving figure and said with a smile: "I quite like this hussar. He seems to never have worries."

An Ning: "Yes, he is a likeable guy."

After all, he was one of the most powerful cavalry officers during the French Revolution.

**

At this time in Paris, the Girondin bigwigs were meeting in the hall of the Gironde Club.

"Everyone!" Brissot said excitedly, "According to the news we just arrived, Frost has arrived in Nice and will be leaving France soon!"

The Girondin gentlemen all smiled.

"Italy is just a secondary battlefield," someone said. "No matter what tricks he makes, he will never be as famous as before!"

Brissot: "Yes, and on our side, as long as General Dumouriez wins in the north, he will immediately gain great prestige! At that time, we can finally be liberated from the power of Frost!

"

Everyone nodded, and everyone looked happy.

"We should issue another order to have Dumouriez attack immediately!"


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