King's Landing in France

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An Ning rode a horse and trotted along the river bank, and the troops he met along the way shouted "Long live".

An Ning could only raise one hand and wave to the soldiers.

I always feel that I am getting more and more comfortable doing this kind of "leadership style".

When they arrived at Beethoven's unit, there was another round of long live cheers as usual. An Ning finally waited until the sound of long live ebbed, and hurriedly asked, "Where is the third row?"

The sergeant who was questioned immediately pointed to the camp not far ahead.

An Ning got off her horse and walked towards the tent.

The onlookers formed a circle around him, leaving the circle closest to him empty.

An Ning had no choice but to say to the soldiers: "Disband and go rest."

"We are not tired, Your Excellency General!" A soldier immediately replied loudly.

——But I'm a little tired from you guys!

An Ning couldn't tell the truth, so he could only say: "Disband immediately and go to rest. This is an order. You still have a battle to fight tomorrow!"

As soon as the voice fell, the non-commissioned officer in the team shouted: "Okay, you have heard your order, disband, disband! Go back to the camp, eat and eat, and brag and brag!"

Only then did the soldiers reluctantly disperse and walked towards their camp.

An Ning curled her lips, her current reputation... a bit scary.

Recalling the history of the French revolution that I am familiar with, there is only one person who has a similar reputation during the French revolution.

Yes, that guy named Bonaparte.

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Napoleon Bonaparte was having dinner at the fortress when he suddenly yawned and blew out the candles on the table.

Napoleon: "Damn it, the commander of the coalition forces must be scolding me!"

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An Ning came to Beethoven's tent, and saw Beethoven sitting by the bonfire in front of the tent from afar.

When he walked in, he realized that Beethoven had a bandage on his head.

"Why, hang up?" He asked.

However, Beethoven did not move at all, and continued to stare at the fire in a daze.

An Ning frowned: "Ludwig, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, the sergeant next to him said: "He was deafened by the cannon, and he couldn't hear it until it was very loud."

An Ning was startled, what the hell?

Then he remembered that Beethoven in real history was half-deaf, which is why he had the famous saying "I want to hold the throat of fate", which means that he will continue to be a musician even if he is deaf.

Beethoven's hearing in this time and space is completely normal, and An Ning has completely forgotten about it.

The sergeant continued in a pitiful tone: "Poor thing, he's still a musician, and he's just so deaf."

An Ning waved his hand, signaling the sergeant to stop talking.

Then he sat down beside Beethoven and took out a post-it note and a pencil.

Only then did Beethoven realize that An Ning had arrived, and was about to stand up, but An Ning held him down and told him to continue sitting.

Then An Ning wrote on the sticky note: "Ludwig, don't let fate mock you, grab fate by the throat and conquer it!"

Beethoven looked at the paper with a solemn expression.

An Ning tore off the note, handed it to Beethoven, and then wrote on a new piece of paper: "Now, I look forward to your music even more, because the music created after conquering fate must be extraordinary!"

He also tore off the new sticky note and handed it to Beethoven. Then he stood up and said to Beethoven: "You should be quiet. When this battle is over, I will wait for your return."

He deliberately raised his voice so high that Beethoven could hear him.

Beethoven nodded lightly, and then replied in the same loud voice: "I will, Your Excellency!"

After finishing speaking, Beethoven folded the two sticky notes very preciously and put them in his pocket.

An Ning nodded, turned and left.

He was not worried that Beethoven would be depressed from now on.After arriving in this time and space, the celebrities An Ning met in the original history, no matter how young they were, their performance afterwards would be consistent with their performance in the original history.

Le Sheng should also pass this hurdle, choking fate by the throat.

So don't worry about him, now An Ning only needs to think about how to defeat the enemy in front of him.

night attack...

The enemy tried a swimming attack today, and it seemed that they didn't swim, but walked directly from the bottom of the river.

The night attack troops should also be able to walk over directly.

The remaining problem is how to evade the enemy sentries.

Make some movement on this side of the river to attract the attention of the sentries?

For example, let the troops sing loudly at night?

An Ning wondered about these while walking.

At this time, the night has completely fallen, and the entire Marne River is dark, and you can see dots of campfires on the other side.

Suddenly, a sentry shouted: "Look, is there a fire over there?"

An Ning immediately woke up from her contemplation and looked up at the other side of the river.

A corner of the enemy's campfire on the other side ignited a fire that soared into the sky.

An Ning: "What the hell?"

Chapter 240 What is People's War?

The time went back to an hour ago.

Prince Schwarzenberg, who had just returned to the camp, was in a very bad mood.

"Today's attack has made no progress at all!" he said angrily.

The chief of staff immediately reassured: "The enemy hid in the fortifications and fired like a coward, so that 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 what the staff officer said just now: "Sly, sly!"

If Frost heard this, he would have to laugh out loud, because he would definitely think of a certain leftist.

But Frost is not here.

Schwarzenberg: "Let the troops eat and sleep well today, and tomorrow we will invest in a more determined attack."

At this moment, an orderly entered the camp and reported loudly, "Your Highness, a group of French people is coming up with the supply train!"

Prince Schwarzenberg: "What? French people, who sent them here?"

Orderer: "Well, come out and see for yourself."

The prince frowned, pushed away the messenger, opened the curtain and left the camp, and saw a large group of gorgeous French women getting off the car.

"What's going on here?" he asked aloud.

Immediately, a Frenchman dressed as an aristocrat came forward and bowed respectfully: "General, we are here to reward the soldiers who fought to restore France!"

The prince looked at this man suspiciously: "You are?"

"I'm Pierre de Einrich. You can tell by my name that I'm an aristocrat. The revolution ruined everything for me. I had to hide my name to escape! In order to support the coalition forces to restore French orthodoxy, I paid out of my own pocket, invited these girls, and prepared good wine for you!"

Prince Schwarzenberg turned his head to look at the long convoy: "These are all alcohol?"

"Yes, I bought out all the wineries in the city. This is champagne from Epernay. It's a good thing. It was supposed to be shipped to Paris, cheap for those muddy legs!"

While Schwarzenberg was still thinking about it, a beautiful French girl approached her and said coquettishly, "Your Excellency, you have been fighting for a day, let the soldiers rest well!"

The prince himself was well-informed and maintained his composure, but the chief of staff behind him couldn't hold back: "His Royal Highness, a proper relaxation 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 fine wine you bring please our soldiers!"

The Frenchman took off his hat and nodded: "Leave it to me, it will definitely restore the morale of the coalition forces to its best state."

The Prussian-Austrian Allied Army is an old army, and there is no such thing as nationalism to maintain morale.

As for the possibility of these civilians having unruly intentions, the prince didn't think in this direction at all.Because nationalism is a new thing, and it didn't exist in Europe before. The prince's experience is that no matter which country the war is fought in, civilians always have a "none of my business" attitude.

For the prince, it is normal for the army to fight life and death, but the civilians don't care about helping the enemy.

Because commoners have no sense of honor and no loyalty.

Unbeknownst to the prince, times had changed in France.

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An hour later, the entire coalition camp was full of laughter.

As soon as night fell, the coalition soldiers were immersed in fine wine and the tenderness of French women.

At this moment, that "Pierre de Einrich" slipped quietly to the side of the wine cart he brought, climbed up and tapped the shell of the wine barrel lightly.

He knocked very regularly, first twice in a row, and then once alone.

So the lid of the wine barrel was pushed open, revealing a pair of eyes, looking at the "French nobleman" vigilantly.

"Okay, come out, act!"

So the person in the wine barrel lifted the lid, got out of the wine barrel, and whistled twice at the wine truck parked in the coalition barracks.

The next moment, the lids of the wine barrels were lifted one by one, and strong men got out of the wine barrels, each with a weapon in their hands.

At this moment, the sentinels of the coalition forces who came to inspect discovered the abnormality and asked loudly in German, "Who is it?"

As soon as the words fell, several strong men rushed towards him, gagged first, then fell to the ground and strangled his neck, making him pass out quickly.

The first to come out ordered: "Take the torch! Quick!"

So one after another, the unfilled wine barrels were opened, and the torches inside were taken out, and then lit with the torches of the coalition forces.

Soon, dozens of Frenchmen all took up bright torches.

"We only light fires and don't kill people! For France!"

The crowd echoed in a low voice: "For France!"

Then they turned and ran in all directions.

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Back to the present, An Ning looked across the river at the fire burning in the enemy camp.

And there are more and more ignition points.

The French soldiers also poured out of the tents, looking suspiciously at the growing flames on the opposite side.

Someone speculated: "Is it because the enemy is about to retreat and they are burning tents?"

Immediately someone retorted: "The burning of the camp tents will not start at night, it is normal to burn them in the morning after sleeping all night! Is the enemy going to retreat overnight?"

An Ning thought she was right, even ordinary soldiers knew that it was unreasonable to burn the tents at this time.

Anyway, let's go back to the headquarters first, maybe Berthier knows what happened.

So An Ning quickly found her horse, got on the horse and ran towards the headquarters.

After running halfway, I met two messengers, and asked loudly, "Is this your Excellency the General?"

An Ning: "That's right, it's me. What's going on? Did Berthier send you here?"

"Yes, His Excellency the Chief of Staff wants us to come and get you back to headquarters."

"Does the Chief of Staff know what happened on the other side?"

"I don't know, he still wants to ask you what's going on?"

I don't make it, I'm just a so-called "magician on the battlefield", and I'm not a real magician. I can't use magic to point the enemy's barracks across the river!

An Ning didn't bother to complain anymore, and galloped towards the headquarters.

When he arrived at the headquarters, he saw Lasalle standing in front of the headquarters camp and wandering back and forth, so he asked, "Lasalle, do you know what's going on over there?"

"I don't know. But... is it possible that the people have ordered the Austrian camp?"