When Andrew and his officers had dinner together, tens of thousands of rebels who had already had enough food and drink, held up torches at the command of Houster, rushed out of the back gate of Laroche, and rushed towards the Brittany Plain.

In order to boost the morale of the rebels, Earl Houster ordered that from the morning of that day, all the nearly 50,000 soldiers involved in the war would be given three times the amount of food they usually had, and all the few drinks would be consumed. He also promised that after winning the defeat of the Republican army, all the property and women he seized would belong to the rebels, and as the commander-in-chief, he would not take any money and not want a woman.

As he exaggeratedly described the beautiful prospects to his subordinates, deafening echoes immediately sounded off the court. Taking advantage of the drunkenness, countless fanatics crowded together and shouted:

"Long live the King of France!"

"Long live the Count!"

"Kill the Republican Army!"

"Hang Andrew!"

"Long live the gold coins!"

"Long live the woman!"

…

There were even a few drunk guys at the scene, who seemed to have been overjoyed and actually lit a torch and excitedly wanted to burn the entire city of Laroche. Fortunately, they were stopped by Father Benier and his personal guards in time.

Looking at the lost Lambs who were about to go to the road of no return, the priest silently drew a cross for them in his chest, praying to God in his heart, only hoping that Andrew would be more merciful than to kill too much. At the same time, he was also repenting to God for himself, because the 50,000 living troops in front of him will be intact tomorrow.

Before Huster led the main force of the rebels to leave the city of La Roche, Father Benier volunteered to stay in the fortress and let go of the rear city for the Count. Although Huster did not know the conspiracy that Father Benier had colluded with Andrew, he was always worried about Father Benier and other influence among the rebels. It was only because of the situation that Houster agreed to Father Benier's request on the spot and asked his followers to defend the fortress. However, Huster asked the left-behind defensive forces to hand over all the rifles and weapons to the offensive forces, leaving only some primitive leaders such as wooden sticks and knives and forks to leave for Father Benier's army. This was the consideration of the big leader. Even if the worst plan came, his own and his confidants could cross the stream beside the city and return to the forest to take refuge. Father Benier accepted this with pleasure without any objection.

At the other end of the battlefield, before 11 o'clock in the evening, all the officers and soldiers of the Blue Legion were in their place. Under the bright moonlight, the infantry packed their backpacks, wiped their muskets, checked their ammunition preparations, and they hid under the chest wall together; the gunners were most tired and did not stop, and they were still making final preparations before the war because they had to keep heating the solid bullets and prepare for burning firewood; the cavalry was extremely relaxed, and they were just used as reserves on the battlefield, and they were not allowed to fight at night. According to the scheduled arrangement, the cavalry regiment would use it when the legion counterattacked in full line after dawn.

The officers were not idle either. The two infantry brigade commanders Lieutenant Colonel Dawu, Major Neck and their subordinate officers were on the front line, but they used the help of the faint moonlight to travel between the frontier positions and constantly check the soldiers' preparations; Lieutenant Colonel Shade's military police team was on duty between the refugee camps and the military camps, inspecting and detaining all suspicious personnel. Lieutenant Colonel Shade and Captain St. Martin jointly managed the affairs of the cavalry regiment, which was the commander's arbitrary decision.

The other cavalry officers, including Lieutenant Colonel Shade, had no complaints because they had long been accustomed to obeying General Andrew's arrangements. However, St. Martin wondered why General Andrew treated him so well. The commander himself stood in the central artillery position, and he was very comfortable and asked someone to take a folding wooden chair to sit down. The gunners next to him were heating the shells with the bonfire, and the general shaved his beard with the help of dazzling fire, doing his usual actions before the battle.

The gunners were in a complicated mood, both happy and helpless. They were happy because the commander could run to his position to "inspect" work, and being able to get close to the highest commander for a long time is of course a glorious thing; but a little helpless, at dinner in the evening, the scandals between General Andrew and Princess Sophia have made new progress. The gunners who like to inquire about their boss's hidden information were about to listen to the explanations of well-informed people, but they all turned into bubbles due to the arrival of the parties involved. The gunners were very upset, and they were all silent. They envied in their hearts that the infantry under the fort could make unscrupulous statements, muttering in their hearts when General Andrew's beard would be shaved.

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"Hey, brother, have you heard about the night?" a bald middle-aged corporal asked at the young soldier beside him.

"What's the matter? Is it the latest announcement about the battle?" the soldier asked in confusion.

"You are so stupid. If there is any notification, the lieutenant would have told us a long time ago. Hehe, it is the latest progress on the general and the princess!" The corporal said proudly, without any intention of lowering his tone.

So, as soon as his words were spoken, they instantly attracted everyone's attention. The soldiers could not leave their posts without permission, but they could lift their long ears to listen. Moreover, the officers did not ask their subordinates to remain absolutely quiet. As long as they emphasized not to make too loud noises, several officers secretly came over in the name of patrol, preparing the corporal to continue the following.

"Speak quickly!"

"Say it!"

"Is the general teasing the princess again, or..."

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The urging voices of his comrades encouraged the arrogance of the corporal. He lazily held the 77-type smoothbore rifle and leaned his back under the chest wall. The charm of the officers was "intimidation and threat" and said slowly:

"It was about 6 or 7 o'clock in the evening, Princess Sophia wore a low-cut evening outfit, which was indeed extremely beautiful, which attracted General Andrew to touch it with his hands. Just as the commander's hands were about to touch the snow-white chest, the princess slapped the general in the face. Haha, my brother is the general's messenger, and this was what he told me in person!"

"Oh, didn't you say last time that the motto was a cousin?"

"Damn it, you heard it wrong, bastard, do you want to hear it?"

"I think, I think, sorry, please continue, everyone is waiting to listen?"

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Andrew is not a fool, and he doesn't need the gendarmerie to report specifically. He can imagine that more than 10,000 soldiers and officers under his command are more or less discussing his topics with the Spanish princess, and saying some little yellow jokes about finding people. However, the general doesn't mind the soldiers' unrestrained behavior, and may be a bit indulging, because he commands the French Legion.

Andrew, who is familiar with French history, knows that the French are the most romantic and free nation in Europe. They are cheerful, casual, active, and unrestrained, and like to seek and talk about any gossip around the leader. This behavior that, in the eyes of the Chinese, will inevitably affect the image of the leaders in the eyes of the people. On the contrary, it makes the French (soldiers) like their leaders more. At least the French think that their leaders are real and do not feel the slightest stereotype. This incredible psychological reflection will make them only convince everyone to their leaders.

Just like in history, Robespierre, who was upright and selfless and uncorrupted, was no longer as greedy and lustful as Danton, who pursued sensuality and sex. He was also a great figure in the French Revolution era, Danton's portrait always appeared brightly in various locations on the streets of Paris, while Robespierre's portrait could only be hung in a museum of history to receive dust.

As for Andrew's fiancée in Paris, yes, rumors and scandals can create some negative impact. However, Balas, who is also a lustful man, will definitely release his son-in-law. Besides, just write a passionate love letter, and the problem will be solved. Hehe, women in love are always the stupidest, and any guarantees and explanations are not as reliable as nonsense. What's more, there has not been any substantial contact between Andrew and Princess Sophia.

The infantry were talking and the artillery were complaining. It took more than two hours for General Andrew's beard to finally shaved. He admired himself in the mirror for a long time, and waited for the third enemy situation report from the messenger. A total of 50,000 rebels were less than 5 miles away from our position. I believe that he would arrive at the pre-ordered position 40 minutes later, that is, at around 2 a.m.

Nodded, Andrew did not instruct the messenger to inform others to prepare, that was not necessary. All ambush plans in the entire legion were arranged in advance, and the orders for the battle would be warned by the surrenders in the rebels.

Time, at 1:40 am. The rebels finally arrived at the intersection of the Facau Mountain Pass fault and the Brittany Plain before the general attack time. Because they were going to raid the Republican army, in the forest 15 Faris before the destination, Huster ordered all the torches to be extinguished, and all the soldiers were walking in the dark with the help of the moonlight, stumbled and ran blindly for several hours.

Looking at the exhausted soldiers in front of him and looking at the extremely quiet enemy positions in the distance, Hustre's previous extremely frenzied passion began to fade. He was hesitant to ride on the horse, but just asked the adjutant to give the order to rest on the spot.

"Please don't hesitate anymore. Lord Earl, the arrow has to be fired. Even if it has been successful or not, you have to fight hard." Colonel Fonsoto, who arrived, continued to encourage Hustle. That was because the Spaniards knew that Hustle must defeat the Blue Legion and rescue the captured Princess Sophia, otherwise his future and life, including Hustle, would end here. He took a desperate bet and tried to break through the enemy's defense with his superior forces, which became the only choice for the two. Hughes had no choice.
Chapter completed!