Marianne, who was willing to play dirty tricks, gave me several useful hints. First of all, the operation to capture Assassin was presided over by the French Minister of Military Affairs Roy. Originally, the Minister of Military Affairs advocated killing me, but Louis

Facial Paralysis was a rather pedantic person, so he rejected his idea and sent Colbert's people to contain the Luis faction.

So, I was able to use chicken feathers as arrows, but if I went too far, let alone chicken feathers, even my pubic hair, armpit hair, and nose hair would not be able to save me.

Sorry, did I accept a huge favor from Marianne just now?

Marianne very skillfully explained the whole story. In short, her man heard her yelling and went back to report it, but her reaction was hidden. The Frenchman was busy some time ago.

I was not involved in the landing battle, but later they failed to land and I became a very crucial chess piece. The leaders of the group in The Hague discussed it and decided to use this opportunity to beat me.

Marianne also hinted that the Duke of Luxembourg was able to lead the army independently this time because the Grand Prince of Condé sent someone to bribe Ruix. Since it was the Duke of Luxembourg and the Prince of Condé who were protected by Ruir, if the Duke of Luxembourg lost, Ruix would be the guarantor.

The whole family will be implicated. Marianne feels that this time is a good opportunity to reconcile me and the Minister of Military Affairs, Roy. As long as I lose handsomely and send another sum of money, Roy will definitely help me gain a foothold in France.

Maximum help.

In Rome, we often mention Colbert. Roy, the French King's military minister, is not very famous. I don't know much about this person. I only know that he has always been overshadowed by Colbert in the French government, and he is more powerful than Colbert.

Except for Colbert, who was loyal and dedicated to his work, Roy would always find ways to make extra money.

Did I mess with that guy?

Well, I think I threatened to beat up his nephew at Versailles.

Then after Marianne's knowledge expansion, I put away my contempt for Roy. At the same time, I made an evaluation of him. He is talented but not moral. This guy is responsible for the supply of more than 300,000 guns, ammunition and artillery shells to the French army.

, in this era without computers or general staff, everything depends on

In an era where one person's brain can do everything, and he can do everything in every aspect. Among the French ministers, I dare say that Roy's talent is not much worse than Colbert. But his character is not good, he is petty, very careless, and very greedy for money.

Integrity can basically be measured by money.

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A few days later, William of Orange chose me as commander-in-chief based on the strengths of his generals.

This time, the French assigned me a configuration with various roles. Not to mention Marianne, the personal toilet, there were four or five masters who were said to be very good at fighting. Three or four experts who were proficient in destruction, including John.

The cuckold also came, all disguised as Marianne's entourage.

Then, the army set out on June 17th. This time, compared to the previous battle where the army configuration was unknown, William of Orange gave me an army configuration of more than 21,000 infantry and 4,000 cavalry.

90 cannons.

It sounds good, but most of the 20,000 infantrymen are recruits who were urgently recruited. The youngest is only 16 years old. Of course, all those over 50 years old are eliminated. The recruits have zero combat experience. After my strong request, Orange William rationed

I received more than 4,000 Orange brand veterans.

The cavalry is not much better. I sell everything from oranges to iron and scrounge up the property from all over the country. I have four thousand cavalry and Saxophone has two thousand. The Netherlands is a large territory, probably a little smaller than the size of your thumb. Just this place can collect thousands of people.

You don't need to think carefully about what a horse can do. Moreover, can you expect a group of people who have just been training for a period of time and can't even ride a horse to beat the French cavalry? Hahaha, it is better to count on the infantry.

It would be more realistic to beat up the French cavalry.

Next, there are cannons. It sounds like there are a lot of cannons, but they are all medium-sized artillery pieces unloaded from captured French ships. French ship cannons are put on wheels, not even horse-drawn ones, so they have to be pushed on

It can be moved only by horse-drawn carriages. If it were not for the muddy land in Groningen Province, not only 90 doors, but also 300 doors would be able to be moved out by the current Dutch people.

The only bright spot in the entire army is the gunners. The Dutch have no shortage of gunners. They have a large navy. They captured many ships this time. The cannons on the ships were just pulled down to serve as the army's cannons. However, the hit rate is a bit speechless.

After all, you can't expect all the gunners in a gunboat confrontation twenty to thirty meters apart to have superb shooting skills.

The Ardennes route was never the first choice for attacking the Netherlands.

Not to mention the dense woods and rugged mountain roads, what most affects the army's operations is the many swamps after the Ardennes Plateau.

Although the Ardennes Plateau is the most unsatisfactory combat location for volley operations, as far as the current situation is concerned, whoever controls the Hundslen Hilly Area at the lower edge of Groningen Province will have an advantage in the following operations.

The French army took a step here first. However, long before they took action, I sent an infantry battalion to guard the place on the Ardennes Plateau that controlled the passage between us and the German princes. If nothing else, the French army would

Being blocked there, as long as we reach the Ardennes, I will win half the battle. Well, the premise is that the French spies don't discover that place.

Would the French spies not find out?

Very suspenseful.

Forget it, take one step and count it.

The key to controlling the Hundslen Hilly Area lies in a small town, Emmen, which guards the transportation line. From Utrecht to the small town of Emmen, if you go in a straight line, it is 110 kilometers, but because part of the journey requires

To pass through the province of Groningen, which is still soaked in sea water, we have to take a long way and go

It took more than 20 kilometers to reach Emmen. First, we sent two thousand cavalry, and another two thousand cavalry to raid a small town called Byron. Then the infantry marched at a speed of 55 kilometers per day. We stopped temporarily in the evening of the next day.

While resting, we were finally able to see the border of the Hundslen Mountains in the distance.

After I communicated with the Dutch generals who are familiar with the local area, they pointed out that according to the map, we only need to advance more than 30 kilometers to reach Emmen at the first point when it is completely dark.

However, within a few minutes, a fast horse appeared in front of the advancing team.

"Urgent information!"

“Eagerness!!!”

I don’t know how Sachs taught the scouts. Since they were in a hurry, how could they make the people who came up to report shouting everywhere.

I sent someone to fetch the sentry who aroused the suspicion of the army.

"Uh, General, we found a group of people dressed up as a large group of cavalry in the town ahead!"

A large group of cavalry?

"French?" Morris asked excitedly.

"I don't know! I didn't pay attention!"

"How many people?"

"I don't know, I ran back as soon as I saw them!"

"How far away are we and in what direction?"

"I found those cavalry at a good distance from our army, in that direction."

"Well, soldier, thank you for your hard work. By the way, you are a new soldier."

"Yes!"

Alas, I left the recruit on the spot without saying anything. After a while, several sentries returned, and they provided us with the detected intelligence in detail.

About 15 kilometers to the north and west of the army, a cavalry appeared galloping towards us. It was confirmed that it was the advance cavalry of the Netherlands.

"Didn't our cavalry agree to be on standby in Emmen? Why did they come back?" one of the Dutch officers exclaimed.

"Could it be that those idiots took the wrong direction?"

I said to the group of Dutch officers: "It is also possible that Emmen was captured by the French."

"How is that possible? Emmen is both a town and a fortress. You said that you sent a battalion of infantry there early, with more than 1,000 people to guard it. It only lasted four or five days, and there was no rush to respond.

, how could it be possible that the French army captured it?"

"It's possible that someone neglected their duties."

Behind me, the commander of the advance cavalry team who returned together brought me the commander of the infantry battalion stationed in Emmen and his assistants. Our cavalry discovered these guys in front of the Hundslen hilly area. Look.

Looking at the disgraced look on the infantry battalion commander's face, I knew that Emmen was occupied by the French.

"Tell me honestly. How did Emmen lose it?"

"This... we... were framed by the French!" the infantry battalion commander said cringingly.

"oh?"

"Yes, the French framed us!"

In a few words, a few people explained how Emmen fell. To put it simply, the infantry battalion that arrived at Emmen more than a month ago was lonely and lonely. Seeing that two weeks had passed, there was no peace.

Nothing happened, and then someone said that the prostitutes nearby were very good, so they went nearby

More than twenty prostitutes were found near the town. Who would have thought that the helpers who came with the prostitutes were French spies. In the early hours of this morning, the French army suddenly launched a fierce attack. The French spies cooperated inside and outside, but it took only two hours

At that time, the small town of Emmen, which was easy to defend but difficult to attack, fell.

"Are those French women fun?" I asked.

"ah?"

Several derelict soldiers failed to react, and Eugene coughed a few times.

"General, please pay attention to your identity." The old man with the orange brand said.

"Where are you thinking? I'm just asking a few dead people for their thoughts. You know, it's really not worth it to lose your life for a group of French women who are not fun at all. But if those French women are really

It's great, so they deserved their death."

The old man from Orange Brand asked: "You want to kill them?"

"The order I gave them was to hold on. Since they failed to hold on and still came back alive, then the only way to wait for them is to die."

Just like all the sidekicks who were unwilling to die but had to die, the lines of those Dutch officers shouting "We sold our lives for the brigade, we want to see the brigade, who am I?"

I gathered all the foreigners in the army to form a supervising team and hanged them in the town where the army was stationed.

The newly created War Supervisory Team finally made a profit, and I drafted a notice myself to let the entire army know the consequences of not following my orders, and to let them know that the entire Netherlands was because of a few idiots.
Chapter completed!