It took more than a month, and the first step of my battle plan was completed.

Then it's the second turn.

No, in fact, the second step of the plan was launched not long after the first step of the plan began.

And this second step will take the twelve thousand men I left in Constantinople, and these twelve thousand will sail across half the Mediterranean and disembark from the Adriatic.

Target?

Duke Marsen, who is holding Alexander, is trying to drive Alexander out of the Italian Peninsula once and for all!

But that's not all.

Just when the French thought I was fighting a tired battle in Budapest, I squatted here at Keszthei, effectively cutting off the French from the line of communication at the foot of the Alps from Croatia back to the Italian peninsula.

Although Croatia is full of mountains, there is still a road between the mountain roads that connect the big cities of the Italian peninsula to Yaste, Venice and Ferrara.

As soon as the line of communication was broken, the Duke of Marcel in the Italian Peninsula was isolated, and we who had mastered the control of the sea were how we wanted to turn this duke.

As for the battle in Italy, in fact, the most important thing for us was that the duke clearly realized that once the mobile forces of the Roman Empire under the command of the emperor were exhausted, the southern part of France and the Mediterranean coast of Spain would be unharmed, and the place that forced the Empire to have a decisive battle with the French was the Empire's ports in South Naples.

Because the port was uprooted, the empire undoubtedly lost its foothold in Italy. And without a foothold there could be no supply, without which the Reich could not have so advantageously thrown Alexander's army into any region where the French were weak.

This has to be said to be an oversight on my part. Fighting snakes and hitting seven inches, the Frenchman Duke Marson immediately saw the key to the breakthrough of Alexander's Marine Corps raid, and then pulled up 70,000 people, with elite soldiers, to ask for food and supplies from the Papal States along the way, which not only made Alexander dare not really fight him, but also made Alexander unable to find his supply line. Thus jamming Alexander to the death.

Sure enough, I'm still a little bit close to a real god of war or something like that, but the situation is not bad and irreparable. Isn't it?

"The terror had seen through the sinister intentions of the French at a glance before the decisive battle of the empire for half a year, and then laid such a trap according to the enemy's plan, and he waited quietly, waiting for the French to bring their elite army into his trap. Ahhh Brutal laughter echoed in the skies of Constantinople, and there will be countless more corpses on earth."

"Penavis, you're enough, it's immoral for you to plagiarize Procopius like this. ”

"And what do you think I'm going to do about your conspiracy?"

"Write honestly!"

"No, how can I let future people know that it's your mistake, so that you can't be the god of war!"

"It's better not to be a god of war than to be a pervert! Look at what you wrote earlier?

"I raised my sword to the heavens and swore in front of the soldiers that even if the Sun King was in heaven, I would tear heaven apart. Let the gods fall, did I say that before I set out on the expedition?"

"It's for your image!"

"Don't write out what you've made up in your own head. And yes. I want you to write out the virgin night of the festival alone?"

"No! People don't write it! I'm a clerk, not a writer of Xiaohuang Wen!"

"Your expression tells me that you must have written it!

"If you don't pay it, you won't pay it!"

"If I don't pay it, then I'll have to write it myself!"

"Ahh

"Flip the book!"

"Flip through the book, why are you taking off my clothes? Don't! Don't put your hand in it..."

"I don't just take off my clothes, I also have a pen!"

"Grab a pen, oh my God, it's still daytime! What are you taking off your pants?!"

It was only after writing Pennivis's fifth happy chapter after her girly virgin night in milky ink that I realized what I had done.

Yes, what kind of mess have I done myself, take the pen, isn't this cursing myself for being smaller than the pen?

"Maybe it's because I've been with Penyvis for a long time, and over time I've been contaminated with her literary atmosphere. ”

Since then, the accidental name "writing a book with a pen" has become an indispensable part of my flirting with Pennivis, no, an elegant activity dedicated to cultivating sentiments.

Well, sometimes, it's me who gets the pen myself, sometimes Penevis' reach for it, and more often than not, I ask Penevis' to do it for me.

Just as Pennives's personal chapter went from zero to single digits, and soon became two, and with enough time, it was not a problem to move towards three digits, and good news came from the Italian peninsula. The two Imperial Legions I threw behind Duke Marson became the key to turning the Italian peninsula around.

This is not to say that the two legions I invested stabbed the French in the back and defeated the French, if the Duke of Marson was so rubbish, so scum, so easy to defeat, he could not be one of the four great French generals.

Yes, the generals of this era have their limitations, but it does not mean that they are all stupid, on the contrary, they are smart. Clever enough to anticipate that the Empire would send reinforcements at the beginning of their strategy to attack South Naples.

However, unlike the reinforcements that the French expected to attack from behind, the long-awaited Duke Marson could not wait for the large-scale night attack of the enemy army that he expected, although we did attack at night, but it was only a small force to put cold guns on the French camp.

Small-scale and frequent night raids made the French army feel like they were punching flies, even if the flies were swatted, there were still dozens, hundreds of flies around!

It is estimated that the Duke of Marson was very painful at that time, but it was still to come.

Knowing that the enemy's reinforcements had arrived, he saw that he could not quickly destroy the enemy's reinforcements, so he reacted very quickly and retreated to the position he had already ticked on the map and turned to attack and defend.

Well, his trick is good with static braking, probably he thought that waiting like this would expose the troops I sent, then he was very wrong.

Personally, I think the essence of the art of war lies in a sentence that Sun Tzu said.

Attacking, east above the nine heavens, defending, hiding under the nine lands, if it was just because as soon as he retreated, he sent reinforcements to cooperate with Alexander in the siege and exposed himself, wouldn't the deterrent power of the reinforcements be greatly weakened?

That's right, an enemy that can't be seen or touched is the most terrifying place.

The Duke of Marson, thinking that a retreat would force my reinforcements out, drove himself into a corner, for Alexander was quickly surrounded later, and the last thing this fellow lacked was cavalry. When tens of thousands of cavalry scattered out and cut off the supply lines of the Duke of Marsen, even if the cities of those Italian city-states were closer, it was impossible to transport food to the Duke of Marsen.

It is a big problem for more than 70,000 people to eat and drink, and it is even more a big problem when more than 70,000 people cannot eat and drink, but the Duke of Marson relied on the original grain to stay still for a whole month, because he knew that as long as he did not move, he had a geographical advantage, Alexander would not attack, and this month was enough for him to search for the reinforcements I sent!

Just as Duke Marson had imagined, he searched for reinforcements I had sent.

And then?

Probably after the Duke of Marson at that time learned of this information, Halu Hada Lu laughed and sent someone to write to the Italian city-states in Italy who were in the French camp, asking them to send some troops to contain them in the hiding place where the reinforcements I sent, and then what?

After learning that there was a movement in Austria.

The war has reached this point, the French have not forgotten the Austrians, yes, the Austrians were disabled two years ago, there is no army, but after several years of recuperation, even if the Austrian army is the five scum of the war, but the five scum of the war with the smoothbore gun can still create a lot of trouble.

He sent an army of 8,000 men nailed the Austrians to the south, reinforcing the army that had been eyeing the Austrians. The Austrians, who were targeted by more than 15,000 Frenchmen, were quiet, though they were twice as numerous as the French.

A few days later, Duke Marson and Alexander fought a decisive battle called the Battle of La Tinro, more than 70 kilometers south of Rome, 30 kilometers from the sea, in a nearby town called La Ting Lo.

Then, Alexander won, and it is said that the French army had lost more than 9,000 dead and wounded that day, and more than 36,000 were captured, and the remnants of the Duke of Marson's army were trapped by Alexander in a place called Veletri in South Naples. (To be continued......)