On the Bologna front, Pollard was pounding on the table impatiently.

Because supplies had not arrived for a long time, the Italian coalition forces had run out of food. Coupled with the fact that there was no progress in the battle on the front line, he couldn't help but curse.

In fact, Pollard had scolded everyone he had met, but the anxiety in his heart still could not be eliminated.

The Austrians had no intention of attacking at all, and his army could not attack at all, and the difference in combat effectiveness between the two sides was too great.

And over time this gap grew, as Austria waited for the artillery and rockets they desperately needed.

Bolral, on the other hand, did not wait for the food he needed, but waited for a huge bad news.

Pius IX and his cardinals had no reason to come to the front and take over the military power in his hands.

This Lapol can't bear it, he doesn't want to go back to being the little shopkeeper who needs to please others, he wants to be a general.

Pius IX was ambushed as soon as he left the city, but the Swiss Guards around him fought bravely to save him.

However, the two secretaries and bishops who were traveling with them were not so lucky, and they had become two corpses on the side of the road outside the city.

At this time, a group of soldiers claimed to have been sent by Marshal Pollard to escort Pius IX to the barracks, and the Pope himself was very pleased.

"Thank God for allowing us to have such loyal generals, and may the Lord bless you as well. Amen. ”

After Pius IX finished speaking, he was about to board the carriage and go with them, but was stopped by the captain of the guard, Stefan Capella.

"Your Majesty, you said that you will pray for the children of the orphanage tomorrow, so let's set off tomorrow."

Pius IX was a little surprised when he had said such a thing, but he soon understood what his captain meant.

"Well, those orphans are really pitiful, they need me, let's go again tomorrow."

The captain who came to pick up the Pope was a little embarrassed.

"Your Majesty, Marshal Pollard is afraid of long nights and dreams, so you better come with us early. It's not safe here, and traitors from Austria and Rome can turn against you. ”

"Don't worry, I'm God's agent on earth, and they can't hurt me."

Pius IX said this with great confidence, much to the captain's embarrassment. Pius IX also saw this and said.

"Don't worry, I'll tell Pollard about your bravery and devotion to duty. I'll make you the head of the regiment in the future. ”

No one could doubt that Pius IX had this ability, but there was no joy on the captain's face, only an embarrassed smirk.

His knee-jerk behavior led Pius IX and Captain Stefan to conclude that something must be wrong with him.

The captain then insisted that Pius IX be on his way, but the only answer he received was "tomorrow".

Returning to the church's inn in Tuscany, Captain Stefan Capella spoke his judgment.

"There's something wrong with that guy, and there's a guy on his team who looks a lot like the bandits who attacked us before."

Pius IX closed his eyes and nodded.

Seeing that the Pope didn't say anything, Captain Stefan continued.

"His Majesty, there were only a few hundred gendarmes in Viareggio at this time. If Lapol really wants to turn it against you, he can send a larger force and rush in.

Tuscans won't fight for you! ”

This sentence made Pius IX's cheeks twitch, but there were not many people around him who could use it, and he still remembered what happened in Rome before, he just coughed.

Captain Stefan also realized that his words were inappropriate, scratched his head to apologize, and then asked.

"Should we go to France, or to Spain?"

Pius IX thought about this question for a long time, at this time the French Orleans dynasty had collapsed, and the diplomat of the Orleans dynasty who really went to France might not be able to protect himself, let alone him, the pope.

It would be even more humiliating to become a prisoner of Avignon. Rather than pay reparations and be imprisoned, he might as well die outside.

Historically, there was a large-scale upheaval in the Papal States, coupled with the management of the French, the Holy See moved from Rome to Avignon, a city near the French border, known as the "Prisoner of Avignon".

As for Spain, Pius IX could not count on it, not to mention that the church there was extorting money under the banner of the Society of Jesus, but took the lead in arrears of the eleventh tax due to the Vatican.

The civil war and uprisings that swept through Spain at this time alone were unacceptable to him, and Spain's regent Christiana was notoriously morally corrupt.

No sooner had the Orleans dynasty collapsed, and she tore up her daughter's engagement to Louis Philippe's son, along with the IOUs she had borrowed from France over the years.

The bankers, who were indifferent at the fall of the House of Orleans, were now repentant.

And at this time, the Spanish royal family, the regent Queen Christiana and her lover, as well as her daughter and her lover, can already write a film.

The rest of Brazil and Mexico are even less in the picture, because their ships will certainly not be able to sail across continents.

It was also not a good idea to go to England, because two successive British ambassadors were very out of character, and Pius IX felt that it was an uncultivated country.

Moreover, they also owe the Church's tithes tax, and even created their own Anglican Church, which is simply a great rebellion.

Seeing that Pius IX frowned and did not speak for a long time, Captain Stefan asked eagerly.

"Your Majesty, what are we to do? And please judge it! ”

"Let's go to Venice!"

Pius IX's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at his most trusted chief exorcist.

"Grand Duke Franz wants to see you, he is the truly great being, he has long understood everything in this world."

For the first time, the chief exorcist's grim face showed a look of adoration.

At this time, Franz was happily returning to Venice after negotiating a "big business", and he also brought an army with him.

The Henaus stationed in Salzburg made it a bit of a condescension for these proud soldiers to continue to defend against the Bavarians in Salzburg.

After all, at this time, Bavaria was unable to protect itself, and where did it have the courage to attack Austria.

Franz was ready to use this force to put down the rebellion in Italy in one fell swoop, and at the same time put an end to the farce of the Italian coalition.

However, in view of the disgusting reputation in the history of Hainau, he set nine precautions and 21 catch-rules for him.

After all, Austria still wants to be famous, and if this hungry wolf is let go regardless of the indiscriminate killing, then Franz's plan and the old emperor's dream will be in vain.

To solve the Italian problem quickly, because the Hungarians pressed too hard, and the Bohemians were also fighting against the wind.

The most important thing is that the British cannot be allowed to continue to delve into the Italian issue, and the two sides must reconcile as soon as possible.

Although Franz had already sent someone to Russia to clarify the stakes, and Olga was very willing to help convince his father and brother, Russia's diplomacy was characterized by great uncertainty and arbitrariness.

To reduce the risk, a peace deal with the British is the safest option.