Life of Being a Crown Prince in France-Chapter 932 - 840 Morale

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Chapter 932: Chapter 840 Morale

As the two spoke, the sound of gunfire from the front became increasingly clear.

Joseph raised his eyes and saw the French artillery position spitting flames not far away, indicating they were less than a kilometer from the frontline.

Just then, the sounds of the Allied artillery from the southeast began to fade and soon ceased completely.

A long bugle call sounded from the French position, followed by bagpipes, indicating the enemy had retreated.

Joseph glanced at the sky and gestured to Massena: "Let’s go greet the soldiers on the front line."

Massena hastily stopped him: "Your Highness, you really can’t go any further. If you want to inspect the troops, I’ll have the soldiers come here to meet you. Anyway, the enemy is unlikely to attack again today."

He was genuinely afraid that a sudden artillery shell might hit the Crown Prince; he would have no place to cry if that happened.

Joseph couldn’t argue with him, so he pointed to the flat field beside the artillery position: "Over there then."

...

On the southeast side of the Eschdorf position, Auror took a deep breath of the beef stew aroma drifting from the field kitchen and couldn’t help but swallow his saliva.

"Isn’t it ready yet?" he asked his companion, "Actually, I think a bit less stew would be nice, the meat would be more chewy."

The sergeant came over, smiling: "Just wait a little longer. I heard the colonel ordered an extra ’corn egg scramble’ for us because our performance in battle today was outstanding."

Auror swallowed again: "Great. I’m going to mix it with mashed potatoes..."

"Oh, you always make every delicacy look like feed," Andre teased nearby, "Is it because you can’t forget your pig-farming days?"

"Damn it, I said not to mention pig farming!"

As the two were joking, they saw the company commander running over, out of breath, pointing to the back: "Quick! Quick, assemble, the... the Crown Prince is here!"

The soldiers were stunned, and someone asked: "You mean the Crown Prince came here?"

"Yes," the company commander waved his hand vigorously, "His Highness is over by the cannon, the colonel said His Highness wants to see us!"

The soldiers cheered immediately, "The Crown Prince has come to see us!"

"Long live the Crown Prince! My God, did he really come?"

"Aha, it must be our thrashing of the Prussians today that earned His Highness’s praise..."

"Stop blabbering, it’s getting dark! Hurry up!"

Joseph was an idol in the hearts of all French soldiers, especially among the new army, where stories of battles led by the Crown Prince were mentioned almost daily.

Upon hearing that the Crown Prince had come to the front line to visit them, they were so excited they forgot everything else.

The soldiers quickly formed ranks and followed the beat of the drums towards the artillery position.

Auror passed by the field kitchen, barely hearing the bubbling of the stew, but he didn’t turn his head, only complaining to Andre: "Damn, a Prussian made a hole in my hat, oh God, why do I have to meet the Crown Prince looking so ridiculous?"

"I can help you take leave." The latter mischievously raised his hand, pretending to call for attention, "Sergeant, Auror says he..."

Auror hurriedly pressed his arm down, glaring: "I swear, when we get back, I’ll duel you, you bastard!"

Before long, their company arrived beside the artillery position.

There were already seven or eight companies gathered here, the soldiers trying their best to stand tall, fearing the Crown Prince might not notice them.

Joseph, wearing a hussar officer’s uniform, sat on the wheel of a 12-pound cannon, smiling and waving to the soldiers: "Relax, everyone, this is not combat time."

He jumped down from the cannon and walked past the soldiers, shouting: "First, some good news, I brought what you all want the most.

"Oh, it’s not brandy, nor pretty girls.

"When you return to Paris, you won’t lack girls either."

He gestured to the west: "I brought reinforcements! Nearly 40,000 reinforcements!

"No more enduring enemy shells in this godforsaken place, we’re about to launch an offensive! We’ll cross the Rhine River and strike into the heart of Germany!"

Joseph firmly clenched his fist and swung it: "You’ll make the enemy tremble at the sound of ’Glory and Victory’ with your guns and your courage to destroy everything!

"Perhaps one day, when the children of Potsdam and Vienna refuse to sleep, their mothers will sing this song to scare them."

The soldiers burst into laughter.

Joseph jumped back on the cannon carriage and continued: "Do you know what the Austrians’ newspapers say?

"They say ’the sun of France will set tonight.’

"But I’d like to tell them that there are thousands of suns standing before me! You will blind them with your brightest light, illuminating all of France!"

Auror felt his blood boiling, and he waved his hand, shouting: "Long live France! Long live the Crown Prince!"

A tidal wave of cheers followed,

"Long live the Crown Prince!"

"Blind those Deutsch!"

"For France, for the Crown Prince!"

"To Vienna!"

Massena was also filled with emotion, watching the soldiers with excitement almost steaming from their heads, he knew that if the Crown Prince ordered them to attack Vienna then, they would charge the enemy positions without hesitation.

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