For the next two hours, An Ning chatted with his entourage while speeding along the Adige Valley.
The terrain in the river valley is relatively flat. During the wet season, the Adige River washed out a fairly large flat beach. Although there is snow now, horses cannot be considered slow on such ground.
From far away, An Ning could see the black smoke rising from the burning tents of the Austrian army.
Corresponding to the black smoke, the current of the Adige River next to it also became much more rapid. It should be that the Austrian army burned the camp tents and caused part of the snow to melt.
At noon, An Ning met up with La Salle who had gone out for reconnaissance.
"Tell me, why did the Austrians suddenly start to retreat?" An Ning asked Lazarus while comforting the horse that kept stumbling due to its temper and patting the horse's neck.
Lazarus spread his hands: "I don't know. I swear the Austrian army seemed to be packing up the camp at a normal pace this morning, but... By the way, I found in the morning that someone might have arrived at the Austrian army camp from the path in the eastern mountains. I
There is evidence!”
Napoleon joked from the side: "He has evidence! Oh my god, could it be the Italian woman you slept with last night who told you?"
La Salle said angrily: "Even in romantic Italy, beautiful women will not suddenly jump out of the forest."
An Ning: "Maybe it's the Fairy of the Lake. After all, you can see Lake Garda if you climb Mount San Marco."
Beethoven was delighted: "Did the fairy in the lake give Lazarus a knife?"
After all, Beethoven was a scholar and knew the story of the Sword of the Lake.
An Ning: "Then I suggest calling this sword Wuhui Huguang."
La Salle: "What, what are you talking about? It's a fairy and it's a lake. What does this lake have to do with it? And what about the indestructible lake light you just said? This is Latin, right? You know I don't understand it at all.
Understand Latin. I am a hussar, you know, hussar! I must not understand Latin!"
Could you please apologize to all the hussars?
La Salle continued to shake his head: "Please explain to me what you are talking about in French. My dear sir!"
An Ning thought that I couldn't do it. Damn it, Wu Rui Hu Guang would be translated into Latin.
It stands to reason that it should be translated into Celtic,
Don’t you understand this golden finger?
While An Ning was thinking this, La Salle was still being more serious: "What on earth did you just say? Have mercy on me, the old and rough guy. If you don't tell me, I won't feel comfortable even if I smoke today!"
An Ning had no choice but to say "indestructible lake light" again, and what the hell, this time he said Scottish Gaelic, which is a language very close to ancient Celtic and is regarded as
Part of the Pan-Celtic language. "Gaelic" actually evolved from "Celtic".
An Ning was shocked when she said it.
The key point is that he also knows what language he is speaking. While the translation system translates for him, it also pours knowledge related to this language into An Ning's mind.
Everyone else looked confused.
No one understands Scottish Gaelic, only Beethoven said hesitantly: "It's a bit like... ancient Irish?"
Not to mention, Beethoven got part of it right. Ancient Irish also has some roots in Celtic.
Seeing everyone's curious looks, An Ning had to reveal the answer: "It's Celtic. What I'm talking about here is England... uh, maybe Scotland or Ireland... Anyway, it's the legend over there, and the name of the Wuhui Lake is
The sword of King Arthur's Lancelot was given by the Fairy of the Lake."
I don’t know why, but I feel that British lake elves or fairies like to forge swords for humans.
In addition, what is interesting is that the French are not far behind. Roland, the French knight model, also has a holy sword forged by the fairy/goblin in the lake.
It's just... very corresponding, as if they are competing.
You have the King of Knights, I have the Paladin Roland, you have King Arthur’s Knights of the Round Table, and I have Charlemagne’s Twelve Paladins.
An Ning briefly introduced her allusion to the lake light without regrets, and Napoleon already had a look of admiration on his face: "Andy, you... no, you are really a giant of knowledge!"
In the Chinese context, sometimes deliberately using an honorific like you feels weird.
But Napoleon obviously really paid his respects.
An Ning shrugged: "I just spent all the time other people were shitting reading reading."
This sentence was regarded as a mockery of An Ning's self-effacement by everyone, and they all laughed.
La Salle added: "Then you have done a lot. No wonder your manor is so fertile."
There are no chemical fertilizers in this era, feces are valuable organic fertilizers, and wherever there are rural areas, there are high piles of feces.
David: "Oh my God, I'm going to spit out my breakfast today if I keep saying this."
Lasalle: "Hahaha, I ate too much this morning and couldn't vomit it out. By the way, what were we talking about just now? I remember I was reporting something very important."
An Ning: "You are talking about your discovery of a man who passed through the Eastern Mountains and reported a message to the Austrians."
"Oh, yes, come with me." Lazarus said as he dismounted and walked into the mess left by the Austrians who burned the camp tents.
An Ning dismounted curiously and followed.
The melted snow had frozen again, making the entire ground very smooth. An Ning was careful not to fall while keeping up with Lazarus.
Finally, La Salle stopped at the beginning of a winding mountain road.
A cavalryman under Lazarus dismounted and squatted at the intersection.
La Salle: "My subordinate was a hunter before becoming a hussar."
An Ning: "Hunters as hussars? Why don't you join my precision marksman company?"
The hussar glanced at An Ning and said angrily: "Sir, we all use bows and arrows for hunting. When you shoot, many prey will fly away."
An Ning: "Okay...so what did you find?"
The hunter pointed to the ground: "There is a horse with a lame leg. It was probably caused by traveling quickly in a rough area. This horse is completely crippled. It is estimated that it cannot be cured and will be killed for meat."
An Ning: "So, there was an Austrian riding a lame horse who came to inform Wumser, and then Wumser ran away crawling?"
silkuke/0/111/111453/"The point guard is here"
An Ning looked at the officers around him, and everyone nodded slightly.
"La Salle," An Ning looked at his cavalry king, "how many of Beaulieu's officers have been captured? I mean, he can command about a division, and his military rank and qualifications are enough to convince Wumser."
Lasalle: "Vukcevich, he's the only one."
An Ning slapped her head hard, why is it him?
In the history of another time and space, Vukcevich was the guy who defeated Massena. His early morning attack almost blocked Massena in the house of an Italian widow. The future marshal was so embarrassed that he just put on his pants. Ran away.
Later, I had to get an extra set of military uniforms, uu read books www.uukanshu.com and then command the troops...
An Ning: "Vukcevich brought intelligence, which made Wumzer realize that he was in a dangerous state of dividing his troops, and then he quickly retreated."
An Ning punched the tree and cursed angrily: "Damn it, the duck that reached his mouth flew away like that!"
Napoleon: "Perhaps Davout can work a miracle?"
La Salle: "The side Davout and his friends are walking on is not as easy to walk as the side of the river valley. No matter how strong Davout's marching ability is, there is no way to block the enemy before the Austrians retreat."
An Ning cursed again.
Napoleon: "In fact, we did not suffer a loss. We just won a great victory and destroyed Marshal Beaulieu's army."
La Salle: "We also captured the marshal. I did it."
Napoleon: "Yes, you caught him. So, Andy, since we can't defeat Wumzer, let the troops withdraw to repair and have a celebration banquet. The coldest time in Northern Italy is coming soon."