Belgrade, Congress Hall.

Franz sat in the main seat, looking a little embarrassed, under the stage was the seventeen-member parliament that once held the highest power in Serbia, but by this time there were only fourteen left.

On the question of the glory of the reconquest of Belgrade, there was a serious disagreement within the Austrian government, for a certain general to receive? No one seems to have the qualifications.

Glory to royalty? The only person in question was Archduke Karl's eldest son, Archduke Albrecht, but Archduke Friedrich, who had just achieved a great feat, now seemed inappropriate to let his brother gain the glory of recovering Belgrade.

With the emperor's own physical condition, I am afraid that he will ascend to heaven before he reaches Belgrade, and even if he arrives in Belgrade, he will not be able to reflect the majesty of the royal family and make the locals submit.

The emperor's younger brother, it seems, is similar, and can only play some counterproductive roles.

Metternich and Count Corollaf searched around the royal family and found Franz Josef just right.

As a result, Franz was loaded onto a ship overnight and sent to the Novi Sad fortress.

The Austrian army of 80,000 marched into Serbia and headed straight for Belgrade, and the Serbs along the way neither welcomed nor fled, and they did not seem to care about this at all.

There were two fights, but both were one-sided hangings. Franz looked at the endless army in front of him and behind him, and even couldn't understand why those Serbs jumped out to fight.

In recent years, there have been at least dozens of kings of all sizes in Serbia.

The members of the Council of Seventeen were changed several times, and all these armies could do was to collect food and capture strong men, but almost all the young people in the villages along the way were requisitioned, and the rest of the women were only mechanically plowing the fields.

In fact, generally speaking, when the Austrian army went to conquer other countries, it would send some quartermasters to buy local grain and specialties at high prices, in order to show the benevolence of the Habsburgs, but also to buy people's hearts.

However, to the surprise of the quartermasters, no one took the initiative to sell anything, so they had to buy it themselves.

But when they came to the village on tall horses with a group of infantry, only a group of old men and women stood at the head of the village with farm tools, looking like they were going to fight with the soldiers.

Luckily, they were just a group of old men and women, and if it was a group of young men, I'm afraid they would already be corpses all over the place.

The leading officer pressed the muzzle of the gun raised by the soldier next to him and called a herald who knew Serbian.

"Tell them that we will buy some food, wine, livestock, fodder, timber, gold, silver, weapons, ammunition, and horses."

After a while, the herald rode back.

"They said they didn't want money, and told us to leave as soon as we got our things and not go into their village."

The officer was actually quite helpless, if it weren't for the repeated orders from above, and the royal family in charge, he would have ordered to grab food a long time ago.

"! See what you can eat in the field, and load it all into the car. ”

"Don't step on a horse and chop branches, can that thing be used as firewood?"

“.”

The officer took out a bag and handed it to the herald.

"Go settle the accounts with the damn guys, and tip them the rest of the money. A group of idiots, who want to ask for good luck, these people really don't know how to lift. Bad luck! ”

The march along the way can only be described in two words: deserted.

Inside the carriage, however, Baron Campu, a diplomat sent by Metternich, was making a fuss.

One moment he said that he had been to the North Pole and climbed the Himalayas, another time he said that he had exterminated an entire Indian tribe by driving cattle on the Great Plains of North America, and another time he said that he had seen a golden city in the Amazon rainforest. And how he won $37 million for two dollars in a casino in Singapore.

At the same time, he was very attentive to Adjani, who came with Franz. Adjani, who has been with Franz for many years, has long seen more women than her contemporaries, and only thinks Mr. Kemp's boasting is ridiculous.

Mr. Camp found himself very attractive, a veteran of the love scene, and he had never seen a woman who was not interested in him. So he thought that the other party must be trying to get away with it, and the Grand Duke Franz on the side seemed to be groggy and seemed to be about to fall asleep.

So Mr. Camp became more and more bold. Adjani glanced at Franz, who nodded.

Then Adjani lifted the hem of her skirt, and just as Mr. Camp wanted to take a look, Adjani kicked her out of the carriage with a flying kick.

"Before kicking someone, why do you lift your skirt first? Will his last wish be fulfilled? Franz didn't care about Mr. Camp flying out, because he couldn't live by his own doing.

"No, it's inconvenient to kick people in a skirt. You'll know if you wear it once. Adjani teased.

But before she could finish speaking, a scream came from outside, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Theoretically, the carriage was not moving fast, and there was a dirt road underneath, so even if it flew out, there would be no problem, at most it would be a little embarrassing.

However, Mr. Kemp, who had flown out, did not get up in time, and the horse behind him did not stop, and stomped on his third leg.

Now Mr. Camp was blood-red and unconscious.

After some rescue, Mr. Kemp's life was saved, but the happiness of the second half of his life was probably gone, and he was unable to participate in the scheduled negotiations.

As a result, the negotiations had to be presided over by Franz.

Franz read out the terms of the Austrian Empire, as well as the exact process of the exchange.

Austria took Bosnia from the Ottomans under the guise of saving the parishioners, and now it is being exchanged for Belgrade with Serbia.

This series of operations made the members of the Serbian Seventeen Parliament a little dizzy.

But one thing they know is clear, that is, they only need to pay one province in exchange for three provinces. Moreover, the inhabitants of the three provinces were predominantly Serbs, and the Austrian Empire promised the Serbs of Western Bosnia to remain free and would not hinder them.

The Seventeen-member Parliament had thought that the Austrian Empire would take the opportunity to annex Serbia, or install a puppet regime loyal to Austria and forcibly dissolve the Serbian Parliament.

But now they feel that they have made a lot of money, and their land and population have almost doubled. And the price they have to pay is just a Belgrade.

The Seventeen Parliament readily signed the treaty, while Milos, who had always been considered pro-Austrian, did not.

Miloš himself was full of assumptions that the Austrian Empire would prop him up as Grand Duke of Serbia and give him all sorts of promises.

However, now the Austrians do not say a word about who will be the Grand Duke of Serbia, and they want to take Belgrade, the land of Serbia.

As a Great Serb, Miloš could not accept all this.

"I'm against it!" Miloš mustered up his courage.

"Objections are invalid!" Franz didn't want Austria to repeat the mistakes of the past, and he wouldn't allow his own flesh to be fed a poisonous snake.

(End of chapter)