Chapter 953 The war begins

As another major protagonist of the New Sacrifice League, how could the British forget the Ottoman Empire?

However, at this time, Magid only wanted to be a sixth man. On the one hand, he readily accepted the British invitation, and on the other hand, he handed over the task to Miloš Obrenovich.

What is called trust in Miloš is actually just throwing the blame.

Although at this time Magid was forced to show his sword to Austria due to pressure from the British, it was Miloš Obrenovich who was the first to offer advice to Magid to attack Austria.

Magid really wanted to do something big, but he knew very well that the broken ship of the Ottoman Empire could no longer withstand the wind and waves.

Therefore, finding a scapegoat became an inevitable choice, but Miloš Obrenovich also wanted to be a scapegoat, so naturally he would not really appear in Vienna with the British ambassador.

After Milos arrived in Vienna, he went to the Prime Minister's Office, but he did not dare to interfere in Austria's internal affairs and simply bribed the interim Prime Minister.

The interim prime minister promised to let Viscount Stratford and Lamartine meet directly with Ferdinand I. Viscount Stratford even thanked Milos very much after learning about it.

(Generally speaking, the ambassador cannot meet the emperor directly, because the situation in Austria is quite special and the emperor cannot handle government affairs.)

However, all this was planned. Viscount Stratford and Lamartine would never have the chance to humiliate Ferdinand I. On the contrary, their actions would be infinitely magnified.

In addition to gold, Miloš's bribes also included information about the Ottoman Empire, although most of them were worthless things.

Austria also had its own sources of intelligence on the strength, military deployment, and supplies of the Ottoman Empire, as well as on Megid's personal and domestic attitudes.

The intelligence brought by Miloš completed some of the details. For example, the so-called New Sacrifice League had quite a lot of opposition within the Ottoman Empire.

These opponents are undoubtedly exploitable pawns.

The Ottoman Empire's sultans had a tradition of killing brothers since ancient times, and Mahmud II himself was the last sultan to follow this tradition.

However, after his death, he did not ask Megid to continue this bloody tradition. As a result, all thirteen sons of Mahmud II survived, which added thirteen instability factors to the Ottoman Empire.

There are many among them who are like dragons and phoenixes, and of course there are also some who are like cows and horses. The information about the Ottoman Empire was first spread from their mouths.

The purpose of these people is self-evident. Meguid's rule is not stable, and the Ottoman Empire will eventually live up to its courage, so Franz does not want to waste too much energy on it.

In addition to the French, Hungarians, Ottomans, and Serbians, the British did not forget the Poles.

The major restoration organizations in Poland were basically broken up by Russia, Prussia, and Austria, and the only one that still had some influence was the Polish Restoration Army.

However, due to the disappearance of the leader, the organization is also in a state of semi-paralysis.

Landry Prome disappeared without a trace after taking the angel investment from Pius IX. Some said he was assassinated by Austrian spies, some said he died in the flames of the uprising, and some said he had already died. Embark on a ship to the New World.

The British method is very simple and crude, which is to use money. They directly spent 100,000 pounds to create a new leader.

But what they didn't expect was that the name of the Polish Nationalist Army was already ruined in Galicia. The unknown new leader of the Polish Nationalist Army was beaten to death by the angry people as soon as he entered Galicia.

When the Austrian military police arrived, they found only a few mutilated bodies.

June 15, 1848, French-Belgian border.

A ray of sunlight shone through the glassless window on recruit Metz's face. He sat up and stretched himself to see that there was no one in the surrounding barracks.

"(Vulgar language) Why are you in such a hurry? We are rushing to reincarnate! Anyway, we are all Germans, let those Germans fight!"

After complaining for a while, recruit Metz began to put on his clothes. When the door was pushed open, the air was still so fresh, especially for a nose that had been ravaged by foot odor and sweat odor all night. This kind of air had a slightly dewy smell. Extraordinarily attractive.

Warm and soft light shines on the ancient and solid stone walls, bringing a glimmer of life to this silent giant.

The fortress is surrounded by dense forests and winding rivers, forming a natural barrier. This fortress has stood here since the Franco-Dutch War and has witnessed the rise and fall of three countries.

Looking around, countless wild flowers bloom in the light morning mist. The beautiful scenery made people forget that this place would soon become a battlefield. Metz looked around again and saw no one.

He patted his head and finally remembered that today was Sunday and everyone must have gone home to visit their relatives. After all, it was the day off.

Metz sat down on the stone wall with some dejection. He sighed. According to the rules in the barracks, the last person to leave the barracks must stay. It seems that he can only go home next week.

Metz was a little homesick and didn't know how her family was doing. Has the girl in the village gotten married? Is the old priest in the chapel still so nagging?

After all, more than ten days have passed, and this is the first time he has been away from home for so long.

Leopold I was a good man, but national hegemony had nothing to do with a shepherd's son like him. He didn't care, let alone risk his life.

But no matter who wants to fight the French, he must help.

The Belgian and French governments had a honeymoon period, but the Belgians and the French have always been at odds.

Especially when the French provisional government was in power, a large number of French tax officials and Belgians under the banner of the French made the Belgian people miserable.

Of course, in addition to national hatred and family hatred, Metz had two other reasons for joining the army. One was for money, and the other was that Belgium had implemented a compulsory military service system, and deserters would be punished.

I don’t know how the sheep at home are doing?

A sudden gust of wind interrupted Metz's thoughts. The sound of the wind rustling through the woods in this season was normal, but the shepherd's instinct made him feel a little strange.

So quiet! It was the absence of the usually noisy flock of birds that caused him to oversleep.

Metz turned around and saw someone approaching in the woods, with a gun in his hand.

"Someone! Someone! There's someone in the woods!"

Metz yelled at the sentry on the sentry tower.

The sentry who had been on guard all night was enjoying the warm sunshine and the breeze. After being woken up by Metz, he stretched impatiently.

"Where is there? Are you drunk?"

"There's someone! It's in the woods!"

The sentry squinted his eyes and saw only an ordinary forest, and spat angrily.

"roll roll roll!"

What the sentry didn't expect was that the action of shaking his hands would bring bad luck to him.

Suddenly there was a gunshot not far away, and it was from a location that Metz didn't even notice. A veteran wearing a French uniform had smoke coming out of his gun. The sentry on the high platform covered his neck in disbelief and fell down.

Metz ran to the clock tower without thinking much. What he didn't know was that someone was already targeting him. However, due to the limitations of the times, even the sharpshooters in the French army had difficulty hitting a moving target a hundred meters away.

The two bullets only hit the wall next to Metz, but the scattered stone fragments still scratched Metz's cheek.

But at this time, Metz didn't have time to think too much. He rushed straight to the bell tower and tried his best to sound the alarm. However, when he looked behind him, he realized that the number of French troops was far greater than what he had seen before. As the sun rose, The French army's queue stretched to the end of the horizon

On the sixteenth day after the Austrian Empire rejected the unreasonable demands of Britain, France and other countries, the Second French Republic brazenly launched a surprise attack on the Principality of Belgium.