Her breathing became rapid, possibly due to the buttons being buttoned too tightly, or the bust of the men's military uniform didn't quite fit her size.

The men on the side generally lowered their eyes by 45 degrees, and their breathing became rapid.

Franz was completely unmoved, which could not help but arouse the admiration of the two girls in the room.

But what they didn't know was that Franz had already seen something more exciting.

Bordeaux coughed twice as he retracted his gaze, clearly reminding Fanny Curt of her words and attitude.

"I will not sacrifice my soldiers in vain, but you can rest assured that I will drive the invaders of the Second French Republic out of Alsace."

Franz made an indefinite promise, which can be regarded as a reassurance to the other party, and it can be regarded as a step back.

But this clearly did not satisfy Fanny Curt.

"Archduke Franz, I'm disappointed in you! I have heard that you are a born saint, a model for royalty, the greatest scientist and investor of the century, a true philanthropist and martyr.

But I don't think so, I think you're a hypocritical bastard! ”

It so happened that a waiter came in with a drink, and Fanny Curt excitedly grabbed him and threw him up, and then said indignantly.

"Thank you for the wine. We French will protect our people, we don't need the help of other people, and we won't hide here and sit on a turtle! ”

Fanny Curt's actions were enough to cause her and the entire Orleans dynasty to cause serious trouble, and Bordeaux even felt that she should be detained and tortured to find out if anyone was behind it.

However, Franz has not been small enough to have a small belly, let alone blackmail others, but he still can't help but complain in his heart.

"Your army is full of Germans, and most of the food and food we use are also donated by us. I'm glad you could say that."

Franz already had a countermeasure in mind for the defenders in Celesta, but he still needed the help of his staff to fix possible loopholes.

In fact, Franz had already sent rumors that the German coalition would enter the province of Upper Rhine (the province of Upper Rhine was south of Alsace).

And this is enough for Bono de Coullen to associate with it, because the Hauts-Rhine province has a developed water system, and at the same time there are no troops to defend at all, Colmar's defense is even inferior to Celesta, and there will be no mercenaries and militia to fight to the death.

True, Franz intended to attack the fragile French rear directly bypassing the Celesta, thus making Bono de Coullen's stubborn defense a joke, and it would be easy to gain the consent of the German Confederation.

However, early the next morning, Franz was woken up by a commotion, and when he finished dressing, he found that there was already a lot of noise outside, and groups of officers and soldiers were gathering to discuss something.

"Bordeaux! What's going on? ”

Franz shouted, and Colonel Bordeaux immediately ran over.

"Your Highness, the French are going it alone."

"Alone?"

Franz continued, somewhat confused.

"Didn't they have a lot of memories yesterday?"

"No, Your Highness. It seems that the French were planning to launch a general offensive. ”

"General attack?"

Franz was a little curious, but he suddenly remembered the Miss Fanny Curt of yesterday.

"What a madman! What is she doing street fighting? Is it a playhouse? It's the most brutal kind of battle."

Suddenly the cheers and whistles became louder, and Fanny Curt appeared in front of the Orleans army in military uniform, with a solemn expression, a determined light in her light gray eyes, short black hair fluttering in the wind, and a general's military uniform and a sword at her waist gave people a heroic feeling.

When Fanny Curt appeared, the soldiers of the Orleans Regiment held their breath, and the noise seemed to stop in an instant.

The whistles of the German allied troops watching the battle became louder and louder, after all, women were rare animals in the army, and most soldiers had only seen them at the gates of the military prostitute camp.

Before the end of World War II, military prostitution camps were widespread in European countries, and it was not until 1960 that the military prostitute system was abolished in France.

That's why the soldiers of the German coalition army were so excited when they saw a woman in military uniform, and of course they were curious about how that woman became a general.

However, the Alsatian Legions, which are heavily influenced by French culture, are much more dignified, after all, they know that only women, dwarfs and foreigners can save France.

The high-ranking officials and dignitaries of the Allied High Command were very interested in it, and in addition to the psychology of hunting for beauty, wealthy aristocratic widows also had a fatal attraction to them.

An aristocratic young man with oily hair and a powdery face suddenly took out a book of poetry and recited it.

"Ahh How shining this lady is on the battlefield at this moment, she makes me sound that enchanting moonlight. But the moon is cloudy and the moon is short, and my love for her only increases."

Another Sven scum with gold-rimmed glasses crossed Erlang's legs, shaking the red wine glass in his hand and said.

"If that woman wins, I'll allow her to have dinner with me next Sunday night."

"It's funny, I've been reading a very interesting book lately, and I'm looking for someone to talk about it."

Several well-known playboys in the German Confederation are doing everything they can to build a momentum for themselves, and socialites on the side have begun to choreograph the duchess's murder of her husband and father and the fooling around of the soldiers.

Don't doubt the professionalism of these people, they study these things every day without doing anything else.

However, Franz was not too interested in this kind of thing, and attacking the city was not an easy task.

Fanny Curt was standing in a dangerous position when a bullet flew past her ear and knocked down a soldier in front of her.

However, Fanny Curt did not panic and continued her pre-war mobilization.

This made Franz somewhat impressed, and when the French gunner probed again, the gunfire rang out, but this time it was the gunman who was shot.

Fanny Curt looked in the direction of the coalition headquarters, and Franz waved his hand.

Although Franz saw Fanny Curt's behavior as if he were dead, he was willing to give the little widow from Orleans a chance to work a miracle.

However, Franz was determined not to get involved in the French Civil War, after all, he still had at least two civil wars to fight, and he did not think that anyone could puppet a power like France.

Fanny Curt looked in Franz's direction and gritted her silver teeth with hatred, although she had not attended a military school, she knew very well that the German coalition army had hundreds of thousands of men, and that they were well-equipped and war-like.

If the coalition forces wanted to annihilate the invaders in the city, it would not be difficult for Fanny Curt to be ordered to preserve his strength and wait for changes, looking for an opportunity to provoke the coalition and the rebels (referring to the French Second Republic) to engage in a larger-scale decisive battle.

But after learning of the heroic deeds of the inhabitants of Celesta against the French army, she could not wait for a moment, and she wanted to liberate the city and drive out the invaders.