The Duke of Luxembourg's reinforcements, 17,500 men with 8 artillery batteries and 55 artillery pieces, were completely at a disadvantage when the Duke of Vendôme was at a disadvantage. We entered the battlefield just when we were about to pursue the victory.

Are you glad that the French are here?

Not really.

The Duke of Luxembourg has chosen the right time. He entered the battlefield at the most critical moment when we were unable to expand our victory. He wanted to use his army of less than 20,000 people to save the Duke of Vendôme. Of course, if Vendôme

If Duke Mu fights well, then his more than 20,000 people will be another new force to beat the drowned dog.

The advancing Duke of Luxembourg's troops formed a dense column and advanced towards the 33rd Spartan Army. When they entered the range, our artillery fired fiercely, and countless shells knocked down the huddled French infantry column.

piece.

The tenacious French infantry continued to advance despite the hail of bullets.

"How long can you last?" I asked Komnenos.

Komnenos glanced at the French army's lineup and replied: "It's not difficult."

"What I'm worried about is the direction of the 27th Spartan Legion."

"Then withdraw one legion from the front line." Komnenos sighed and said.

"I'll ask Governor Ventra and his companions to come over and move back to the rear and flanks of the French army under Luxemburg's command."

The battle lasted until nightfall. The Duke of Vendôme of the French army withdrew from the battlefield. The Duke of Luxembourg also chose to withdraw in the brutal battle between infantry and infantry. The French left behind tens of thousands of dead soldiers.

We were given corpses and more than a thousand seriously injured people who could not move. In addition, the battlefield was in a mess. Debris and debris were everywhere. Looking at it, there were countless horse corpses. There were also many artillery pieces and vehicles.

We barely won the decisive battle at Holabrunn.

Although from a tactical point of view, the French army was relatively smart in this battle. Not only did they make reasonable use of their geographical advantages, they also mobilized the Duke of Luxembourg's army, which was hundreds of miles away. At one time, they concentrated more troops than us on the key western flank.

With more troops, if the Duke of Luxembourg had arrived half a day earlier, the outcome of the entire battle would have been different. But the reality is that the Duke of Luxembourg barely arrived on the battlefield in the second half of the period, and the French army, which was unable to carry out a two-sided attack, could never

Overwhelmed with 4 legions.

The elite army on the west wing bought us a lot of time. And the reserve team I deployed allowed me to calmly press them up when the west wing was losing. Of course, the most important thing is that we are better than the French.

With more cavalry. The Duke of Vendôme was taken over by me

The illusion of deploying cavalry in various places on the battlefield was deceptive. So he deployed all his cavalry at the moment of the last major offensive on the west wing. As a result, he was met with a countercharge by my cavalry, which not only broke up his offensive coordination, but also broke up his formation.

The elite French infantry of the column were crushed.

However, since the Duke of Luxembourg appeared in the second half of the pursuit, I could not devote all my troops to pursue the French army, and I was afraid that they had other arrangements around, so the pursuit only lasted a short time and ended.

Put it this way, we can't annihilate the Duke of Vendôme, so we can only send cavalry to chase his butt. We can kill as many people as we can. However, the French army led by the Duke of Luxembourg cannot escape.

At dusk, the sky was gray. During the search for the wounded, I rode on a horse and inspected the battlefield with a radius of several kilometers. It can be said that after a day of fighting, this place has become a hell on earth.

Crows smelled the smell of the dead and flew in in droves. Some of the injured who were still alive tried their best to lift themselves up from the ground, trying to attract people's attention so that others could come to rescue them.

Alexander appeared out of nowhere and followed me on my inspection tour.

From the second half of the counterattack on the west wing to the area where the French army first attacked, there were very many dead people. I have never seen so many tragic dead people together in a small trench where there was a fierce battle.

, the corpses of us and the French actually filled up the gap during the period. On the plain where the western flank army was bombarded by cavalry and artillery further behind, the remains of the empire's fallen soldiers were scattered all over the ground. These people were not killed by French artillery.

They were bombarded violently and were killed by French muskets.

Alexander looked at the mountains of corpses with a gloomy and terrifying expression.

I said to Alexander: "Alexander, be happy, at least we won the battle. You must make the soldiers feel that this war is a glorious battle and an unprecedented victory!"

"So what should we do now?"

"As the emperor, you should go to the positions of each legion, inquire about the details of the battle, and praise and encourage the soldiers for their bravery and achievements."

"Aren't we going to see more deaths?"

"This is what we have to do."

"Can I massacre those French prisoners?"

"No, we will use them to travel throughout Germany and tell the Germans that even the French lower their heads in front of us. How can they bargain in front of us!"

"Then collect the corpses of the French." Alexander looked around and said, "I will use these corpses to pile up a pyramid."

As an emperor, wherever he went, Alexander naturally attracted the attention of the officers and soldiers. His praise and praise helped to boost morale, which had been low due to casualties after the war.

It's just that some troops are destined to no longer be able to fight.

The scene in the swamp used by the French army to delay our attack was even more astonishing. The fierce fighting turned the muddy area into a slaughterhouse, with human and corpses covering the original surface of the swamp. Because in this area,

The French army deployed several cannons, and the battle there was the most brutal. The corpses of soldiers on both sides were even stacked up to three levels. The scene was really horrifying.

At a position in this slaughterhouse, Alexander and I saw hundreds of soldiers without military flags and ragged uniforms. Their expressions were dull and incompatible with other legion officers and soldiers around them. Yes, the reason why I say this is that this group of soldiers

He looked embarrassed and at a loss.

Since this unit really didn't have a number that would allow us to identify them, we walked up.

I asked: "Which army are you from?"

An officer in his 30s took off his hat and came forward, opened his mouth, closed it again, and then he spoke again, speaking with great difficulty: "We are from Hungary."

"Doesn't it belong to any regiment?"

"We are under the jurisdiction of Torosidis."

"Where is General Torosidis?"

"Over there." The officer pointed into the distance and said.

"Call General Torosidis."

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't do it."

I didn't ask why, but instead asked another question: "How many more of you are there?"

"I don't know, but they seem to be all."

As he spoke, the soldiers stood up one after another.

"Then why are you here?"

"Because General Torosidis gave us an order to hold this place."

"Does that mean you are waiting for new orders?"

The officer was silent for a moment before saying, "I think so."

"Then return! Soldiers, pick up your weapons. You have new orders. Well, Your Majesty the Emperor, if you don't mind, I would like to add this group of brave soldiers to my personal guard." I turned to Alexander.

said.

Alexander looked at me, then at the soldiers who were looking forward to it and said, "At least not until they receive their medals."

"Okay, Mr. Officer, you can go back and tell your soldiers now that they have a commander again. Their commander is the prince of the empire, Nikephorus."

The officer was stunned for a moment, then nodded hurriedly and returned to their position. After he shouted excitedly a few times, he only heard a burst of cheers from the soldiers there.

"They are all good Romans." Alexander said, looking at the soldiers who were energized again.

After smiling slightly, I said: "My brother, who is standing here today, lying here, alive or dead, who is not an outstanding Roman?"

"But their changes are really big."

"They just temporarily lost their goal. I just gave them a hope." I said and patted Alexander on the shoulder, "Let's go, my brother, as the emperor, you should give hope to everyone."
Chapter completed!