Chapter 1079 "Emperor Quartet"

After receiving the declaration of war from Archduke Albrecht, Vincent Maurice breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that the Austrians would hide in the bastions and not come out.

In the previous attack, Vincent Maurice organized a total of 50,000 soldiers and more than 100 artillery pieces to ensure that the star-shaped fortress on the flank could be captured.

As a result, after a bloody battle for twelve hours, more than 10,000 soldiers failed to return to the team, and countless wounded were injured. As for those soldiers who failed to return to the team, it is hard to say whether they were killed or missing.

But Vincent Maurice hoped from the bottom of his heart that these people had fled the battlefield, because the Austrian defenders did not take prisoners.

In fact, Vincent Maurice found that the Austrian soldiers were extremely cruel during the Battle of Saarburg.

Except for a few French officers who could be regarded as military merits, the Austrian soldiers would finish off every French soldier's body on the ground to ensure that they would not be threatened.

This practice was soon promoted among the German coalition soldiers, which led to the unusually bloody Battle of Saarburg.

In the later period, the priests had to follow the soldiers to prevent them from continuing to harm the injured French soldiers.

However, when a chief priest of the order was shot by the French army, the priests wanted to nail a cross to the chest of every French soldier to prevent them from coming back to life.

At this time, Archduke Albrecht proposed a decisive battle outside Salzburg, which was perfect for Vincent Maurice. After all, this would give full play to the numerical advantage of the federal army.

The latter could not help but admire the former. In the eyes of the latter, the former must be a great nationalist who would sacrifice the interests of the country and the family for the German nation.

However, this was not the time to be sad. He had to fully deal with the decisive battle tomorrow, break through Salzburg and take Vienna in one go.

The next day, early morning.

The heavy dark clouds made people a little breathless. The square formations formed by the soldiers of both sides surged like a tide, making the artillerymen of both sides begin to doubt whether the god of war around them could really stop the surging crowd in front of them.

This will be the largest battle on the European continent after the Battle of Waterloo. The total number of troops deployed by both sides exceeds 400,000. Even the heaven and earth seem to feel this sense of oppression, the earth trembles, and the dark clouds hang low.

The faces of the soldiers in the front row of the German Federal Army are full of anxiety and fear, because they see an invisible fighting spirit in the enemy, like a beast that will choose people to eat at any time.

In fact, this complex emotion is filled in the hearts of every soldier of the German Federal Army. The difference is that some people write it on their faces and some people write it in their hearts.

Especially after the battle yesterday, the soldiers no longer have the mood of outing.

Vincent Morris thought that the soldiers would be inspired to fight after seeing blood, but the reality is that many people are like lost souls. At this time, he has already exhausted all his strength just to drive these people to the battlefield.

Vincent Morris suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He still remembered that when he first went to the battlefield, an old soldier told him that he would not be afraid if he sang loudly, and he also learned in the military academy that military music can boost morale.

So Vincent Morris ordered the military band to play the tune of "German Song" and let the soldiers sing loudly, which would not only boost morale but also deter the enemy.

The two armies gradually approached, and the officers and soldiers in front discovered that the military bands of both sides were playing the same song.

It was just that the lyrics of the two sides were different. The German coalition sang "German Song" and the Austrian army sang "God Save the Emperor".

The shouts of both sides were deafening as if they could overwhelm the other side in momentum, but soon there was only one voice left on the battlefield.

"God bless Franz the Great,

our Franz the Great!

With great governance and wisdom,

he is in the shining glory;

may he wear a laurel wreath to celebrate victory."

Some of the German coalition soldiers on the march suddenly turned around and began to sing the Austrian Empire's national anthem, which caught the officers off guard but then raised their whips angrily to eliminate these discordant tones.

However, more and more soldiers began to turn around and sing "God Save the Emperor". The officers were pulled off their horses by the soldiers around them before their angry whips fell, followed by the sound of countless bayonets piercing their bodies.

Soon the singing spread throughout the army like a plague. Seeing the army turning against their side in battle, Vincent Morris immediately ordered the artillery to fire, but the artillerymen were grumbling and reluctant to do anything.

"Give it to me!"

Vincent Morris grabbed the iron rod from the gunner and was about to ignite it, but was knocked down by a soldier holding a long-handled mop (barrel cleaning stick) next to him.

When Vincent Morris fell, he clearly heard the artillerymen singing the national anthem of the Austrian Empire

Frankfurt, headquarters of the German Federation.

"What a bunch of losers! They are transporting wounded soldiers and lunatics back all day long."

"Yes, there are too many wounded soldiers and lunatics that have occupied our warehouses. As a result, merchants have to raise prices."

"We should collect taxes from the families of wounded soldiers and lunatics to make up for the losses suffered by merchants."

"I agree."

"I agree!"

"These lazy guys consume so much supplies every day, and they haven't made any progress after fighting for so long. What are they doing?"

"The lazy guys have a good life and don't want to move. I think we just need to starve them for two meals. Haha!"

"Haha!"

"But the false emperor is still here, and we still have to support these lazy guys."

"Hey, if we were the ones to fight, this war would have ended long ago! But whose elites would go to the battlefield?"

"Despicable! Haha!"

Everyone laughed in unison, knowingly.

"I didn't expect the fake emperor to stand with the lazy people. We have been campaigning for him for so long."

"Who knows? Maybe he really believes in God. So smart people should stay away from religion."

"What if the lazy people lose the war?"

"Don't worry! We represent Germany now. We can give the title of German emperor to as many people as we want and to whomever we want. There are so many idiots like the Archbishop of Cologne."

"Haha, I'm relieved. I don't believe that the Austrians can really overthrow the entire Germany."

"Relax. Even if the Austrians have the ability, Britain and France will not agree. If we defeat Austria, we will sign a trade agreement with Britain and France, and then we can monopolize the entire German market!"

"Look at how much money the Austrians have made. We will not help those abandoned people. By then, I guarantee that everyone will have unimaginable wealth and power."

"Long live the German Federation!"

"Long live the German Federation!"

Frankfurt Train Station

Nurses from various mental hospitals and private clinics were ready to take care of the lunatics and wounded soldiers who had just returned from the battlefield and take them to their hospitals to make a killing.

However, when the warehouse door opened, teams of Austrian soldiers with guns and live ammunition came out

(I wanted to write something about Labor Day on this day, but I decided not to.)