Chapter 758: Fighting alongside the Crown Prince (Double-time period, please give me a monthly pass)

Chapter 759: Fighting alongside the Crown Prince (Double-time period, monthly tickets requested)

According to Joseph's original plan, Lefebvre was to lead his army to fight a decisive battle with the main force of Prince Coburg south of the town of Uccle.

He and Lefebvre and others believed that the Austrian army would be unprepared, but they could still do the minimum marching rules and peripheral warnings.

Who knew that Prince Coburg, who was confident of his huge military advantage, didn't care about these things at all.

The result was that Lefebvre was like attacking a group of people on a picnic, and defeated them at a very fast speed.

Joseph put the cup he had just received on the table and asked the officer who came to report the situation: "Where is General Lefebvre now?"

"The general should have arrived near the town of Mavergne, Your Highness."

Joseph stood up and waved to Csaud: "Let's go to the town of Mavergne immediately."

The latter was shocked and stopped him: "Your Highness, it will be dark soon, let's go tomorrow..."

Joseph pushed his hand away and signaled Emand to take his coat: "My dear captain of the guard, this is a military mission, please gather the guard as soon as possible."

The reason why he took the risk to stay in Wavre was to inspire the morale of the soldiers.

You know, Wavre is only 9 kilometers away from the place where Lefebvre defeated Prince Cobourg, which is completely within the front line.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not afraid of danger and goes to the front line with everyone. How can the soldiers not be in high spirits and full of fighting spirit?

If Franz II could also come to the Southern Netherlands to supervise the battle, even if the Austrian army could not defeat the French army, it would definitely grit its teeth and hold out for ten days or half a month in front of His Majesty the Emperor, instead of being defeated in one afternoon.

And Joseph has taken the necessary risks, and now he has to maximize the effect.

7 o'clock in the evening.

Southwest of the town of Mavrgne.

In the temporary camp of the French army led by Lefebvre, the soldiers had finished dinner and were tidying up blankets in the moonlight, preparing to rest.

At this moment, a short bugle sounded in the camp, and then the company commanders received the order and began to urge everyone to light torches excitedly.

More than ten minutes later, the whole camp was lit up.

The wounded camp was the first to see the ceremonial flag of the Crown Prince, and the wounded got up excitedly and looked behind the flag.

The straight white cavalry officer uniform and the handsome and young face were His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!

"Long live His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

A soldier with an injured arm stood at attention excitedly, holding his chest high and shouting.

Immediately, the whole camp was filled with excited and proud shouts, "Long live His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"It's so late, His Royal Highness is still here to see us."

"It's really His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who's here!"

"In the name of the Crown Prince!"

They had heard before that the Crown Prince was commanding the rear army in Wavre, but now they saw His Royal Highness coming to visit them with their own eyes, and they were all very moved.

It turned out that His Royal Highness had been fighting side by side with them.

I was not injured in vain, no, these scars were all supreme honor!

Joseph hurriedly motioned for everyone to lie back on the stretcher, and then extended his hand to the soldier closest to him.

The soldier didn't quite understand, and when he was stunned, he found that the Crown Prince pulled up his hand and shook it hard.

He felt the warmth from his palm and suddenly felt his nose sour: "Your Highness..."

"France thanks you for your bravery and dedication!" Joseph shook his hand again and said in a soft tone, "I hope you can recover as soon as possible."

"Yes, Your Highness!" The wounded stood at attention and was so excited that he couldn't speak, "I, you..."

Joseph nodded, patted his arm, indicating that he understood what he meant, and helped him sit back on the stretcher.

Then he walked to the next wounded and shook hands with him vigorously.

In this era where nobles and civilians are clearly divided, ordinary soldiers have never experienced or even heard of such things. After the crown prince shook hands with them, they felt that their wounds were not as painful as before.

After shaking hands with all the wounded one by one, Joseph gave a brief speech, then went to the next camp and began to comfort the soldiers of the infantry regiment.

Soon, the whole camp was excited, and the soldiers shouted "Long live His Royal Highness the Crown Prince", just like a festival...

Until late at night, Joseph showed himself to tens of thousands of soldiers, and then he tiredly returned to Lefebvre's officer tent.

In the correct version of one by one!

Lefebvre also seemed very excited, and asked the servants to bring wine to the Crown Prince - this is a military supply, every soldier has it, and tea is a luxury in the army - and then stood at attention and said: "Your Highness, although the soldiers are very tired, I think the morale of the Radetzky Corps should be even lower. Tomorrow we just need to launch an attack and we can quickly capture the town of Mavrgne."

He just saw the soldiers howling for a fight, and their morale was so high that it didn't look like they had been marching continuously and fighting half of the first battle.

Let alone tomorrow, even if they were asked to attack the town of Mavrgne now, they would probably be able to take it down immediately.

Joseph looked at the map and waved his hand, saying, "Radetzky's 6,000 men can be eliminated at any time, but it's better to keep them now."

Lefebvre immediately understood, "You mean, Josias might send someone to rescue him, and we can ambush the reinforcements?"

"That's right." Joseph nodded, "In fact, what I'm most worried about is that he will run back to Brussels."

Lefebvre was stunned: "Your Highness, if he goes back, it doesn't seem to have any impact..."

Joseph smiled and looked at him and said: "It will affect our capture of Brussels."

Lefebvre felt a little dizzy. He originally thought that defeating Prince Coburg's troops and ensuring the safety of Wallonia would be the best situation, but he didn't expect that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had already set his sights on Flemish.

Most of Brussels belongs to Flemish, and only a little bit in the south is within the scope of Wallonia.

Lefebvre hesitated and said: "Your Highness, the Southern Netherlands Front is mainly responsible for strategic defense. Is this a large-scale active attack..."

Joseph smiled and said: "If the enemy is unable to attack, then our defensive goal will definitely be foolproof."

Attacking Brussels was indeed not in his original plan, but this time he unexpectedly quickly defeated Prince Coburg's main force, and now there is a rare opportunity in the Southern Netherlands. This gave him a new idea.

There are no Austrian troops in Brussels anymore, only Vidovic's 25,000 Dutch Corps. Oh, maybe not so many now, after all, they were defeated by 4 cavalry companies this afternoon.

Joseph knew the combat effectiveness of the Dutch army very well, which was definitely the lowest level in Europe.

In other words, the defense of Brussels was unprecedentedly weak at this time.

When the old army such as the Artois Corps and the Rethel Corps arrived in Wavre, he would have 23,000 soldiers in his hands, and it was very likely that Brussels would be captured!