Prince Schwarzenberg, who had just withdrawn his troops and returned to camp, was in a very bad mood.
"Today's attack has made no progress at all!" he said angrily.
The chief of staff immediately comforted him: "The enemy hid in the fortifications and fired like a coward. In this way, their biggest disadvantage - the lack of training of the troops - was avoided. This is not because our army is incompetent, but because the enemy is too cunning!"
Prince Schwarzenberg repeated the words of his staff officer: "Cunning, cunning!"
If Frost heard this, he would be happy to say it, because he would definitely think of a certain colonel.
But Frost isn't here.
Schwarzenberg: "Let the troops eat well and sleep well today, and we will launch a more determined attack tomorrow."
At this moment, a messenger entered the camp and reported loudly: "Your Highness, a group of French people are coming up with the supply train!"
Prince Schwarzenberg: "What? French people, who asked them to come?"
The messenger: "This, you can come out and see for yourself."
The prince frowned, pushed away the messenger, opened the door curtain and left the camp, and then saw a group of gorgeous French women getting out of the car.
"What's going on?" he asked loudly.
Immediately, a Frenchman dressed as a nobleman came forward and bowed respectfully: "General, we are here to reward the soldiers who fought hard to restore France!"
The prince looked at this person doubtfully: "Who are you?"
"I am Pierre d'Einrich. As you can tell by my name, I am a nobleman. The revolution destroyed everything for me, and I had to remain anonymous to escape! In order to support the coalition forces in restoring French orthodoxy,
I spent my own money to invite these girls and prepare fine wine for you!"
Prince Schwarzenberg turned to look at the long motorcade: "Are these all wine?"
"Yes, I bought out all the wineries in the city. This is Champagne produced in Epernay. It's a good thing. It was originally going to be shipped to Paris, so it's cheap for those idiots!"
Schwarzenberg was still thinking, when a beautiful French girl came up and said coquettishly: "Your Excellency, you have been fighting for a day, let the soldiers have a good rest!"
The prince himself is well-informed and has completely maintained his composure, but the chief of staff behind him is a little uncontrollable: "Your Highness, relaxing appropriately will help restore morale and offset the impact of today's failure!"
The prince thought for a while, finally nodded, and said to the Frenchman: "Let the prostitutes and wine you bring please our soldiers!"
The Frenchman took off his hat and nodded: "Leave it to me, I will definitely restore the morale of the coalition forces to its best condition."
The Prussian-Austrian Allied Army was an old army and had no such thing as nationalism to maintain morale.
As for the possible evil intentions of these civilians, the prince did not think in this direction at all. This is because nationalism is a new thing and did not exist in Europe before. The prince's experience is that no matter which country the war is in, the civilians always have a "keep an eye on me"
"things" attitude.
For the prince, it was normal for the army to fight to the death, while the civilians went to work to help the enemy without caring.
Because civilians have no sense of honor and no sense of loyalty.
The prince did not know it yet, but times had changed in France.
**
An hour later, the entire coalition camp was filled with laughter and laughter.
As night fell, the coalition soldiers were immersed in the wine and the tenderness of French women.
At this moment, "Pierre d'Einrich" quietly slipped to the side of the wine truck he had brought, climbed up and gently knocked on the outer shell of the wine barrel.
He knocked very regularly, first twice in succession, then once alone.
Then the lid of the wine barrel was pushed open by itself, revealing a pair of eyes, looking at the "French nobleman" warily.
"That's it, come out quickly and take action!"
So the man in the wine barrel opened the lid, got out of the barrel, and whistled twice at the wine truck parked in the coalition camp.
The next moment, the lids of the wine barrels were lifted one by one, and strong men got out of the barrels, each with a weapon in their hand.
At this time, the coalition sentry who came to inspect noticed something unusual and asked loudly in German: "Who is it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, several strong men rushed towards him, first gagging him, then pressing him to the ground and choking his neck, causing him to pass out quickly.
The first person to come out ordered: "Get the torch! Quick!"
So one after another, the empty wine barrels were opened, the torches inside were taken out, and then lit with the torches of the coalition forces.
Soon, dozens of French people all carried bright torches.
"We only light fires, not kill people! For France!"
Everyone echoed in a low voice: "For France!"
Then they turned and ran in all directions.
**
Back to the present, An Ning looked across the river at the fire burning at the enemy camp.
And there are more and more ignition points.
The French soldiers all poured out of their tents and looked at the growing fire on the opposite side with confusion.
Someone speculated: "Is the enemy about to retreat and burning the camp?"
Someone immediately retorted: "You don't burn the camp just after nightfall. It's normal to sleep all night and burn it tomorrow morning! Does the enemy want to retreat overnight?"
An Ning thought that she was right, even ordinary soldiers knew that it was unreasonable to burn the camp tent at this time.
No matter what, let's go back to the headquarters first. Maybe Berthier knows what happened.
So An Ning quickly found his horse, got on it and ran towards the headquarters.
Halfway through the run, I met two messengers. They asked loudly: "Are you the General?"
An Ning: "Yes, it's me. What's going on? Did Berthier send you here?"
"Yes, your Excellency the Chief of Staff wants us to come find you and return to the headquarters."
"Does the Chief of Staff know what's happening on the other side?"
"I don't know, he still wants to ask you what's going on?"
I don't create it. I am just a so-called "magician on the battlefield", and I am not a real magician. I can't use magic to destroy the enemy's camp across the river!
An Ning was too lazy to complain and ran towards the headquarters.
When he arrived at the headquarters, he saw La Salle standing in front of the headquarters camp and walking back and forth, and asked: "La Salle, do you know what's going on on the other side?"
"I don't know. But... is it possible that the people attacked the Austrian camp?"
An Ning: "People?"
"Yes, when I was wandering around the enemy-occupied areas, the people were extremely supportive of me. I had supplies and a place to live wherever I went. There were many people who wanted to come with us.
"So I think it's not too strange that they took action and burned down the Austrian camps."
An Ning raised her eyebrows, suddenly feeling that this was possible.
After all, An Ning has already experienced people's war.
At this time, Berthier heard the voice. The chief of staff looked at An Ning seriously: "Did you do something? Why didn't you inform me in advance?"
An Ning: "No, I really didn't do this. However, we can't let go of this opportunity, organize a death squad, cross the river and see what's going on!"