Chapter 25, the first step to saving Austria

The weather in Vienna in January 1848 was exceptionally cold, and the ice and snow have not melted. Vertex cold wind was blowing, Franz shuddered, behind the aristocratic officers more unbearable, many people are already shivering from the cold.

If it wasn't for Franz who was also on the training ground, they had already ran back to the house and went warm.

There is no way, the glory of the nobility does not allow them to retreat at this time.

Albrecht, who was in charge of training, showed a satisfied smile. He did not expect that Franz would use this method to let the gangs participate in the training.

Ice and snow, the most time to hone a person's will. Franz knows that Austria's peaceful days are coming to an end. Once the March Revolution breaks out, where is the safest place?

There is no doubt that it is a military camp!

Whether it is to suppress the rebellion, or to leave the road, staying in the army is safer than in the palace.

Behind this group of noble military officers, is the team of Franz, although I do not expect them to look good, but always try it, isn't it?

When you find your teammates are bad, don't panic, don't be afraid, in fact, your enemy is even worse!

This is the bottom of Franz, how bad the city defense army is, is that the army is not?

The enemy he has to face is not a world power, and even the army is not. If the enemy can have a gun, then he loses!

"Lizheng!"

"Everyone ran around the training ground, the person who couldn't complete the task, didn't have a meal this morning!"

Albrecht issued a coldly order, and in the cold wind, many people on the field There was a tremor in their heart.

This training ground is not small, and it takes a dozen or so kilometers in a circle. It is really difficult for these noble people to be pampered.

Not waiting for them to refuse, Franz has already taken the lead in front, there is no way to just bite his teeth.

Who told them to leave Haikou? Before the training began, Franz had banqueted these officers.

A few glasses of wine, I have forgotten what I am. I didn't even think about it, I agreed to the request made by Franz.

Now, with the Crown Prince training together, who is the grandson, for the glory of the nobility, they must hold on.

Otherwise, you are ready to be the laughing stock of the nobility circle! Not keeping promises, but also depends on who is the target?

Many people waited for Franz to be unable to take it, and they took the opportunity to reduce the intensity of training. That is to take care of the face of the Crown Prince, they do not have to follow the crime.

Obviously, the final result disappointed everyone. Franz's body was from small to large, and he still ran down the road of more than ten kilometers.

Breakfast began, and Franz and the aristocratic officers who had finished running ate bread, drank milk, and quietly watched the large forces still moving forward.

Seeing that someone fainted on the ground and was taken down for treatment, everyone still did not forget to point fingers, as if these people were the shame of the nobility, so that the rest of the people could not easily follow suit.

Everyone wants to be face-to-face. Under the eyes of the public, no one wants to admit that they are waste.

Besides, Franz is not a person to look for. Most of the students who participated in this training are teenagers in their twenties and 20s. The old fritters are not in them.

In the view of Franz, these two juniors can still be rescued, and they may be able to become the backbone of the Austrian Empire.

Even if the old fritters are used, the cultivation of those people will not change the nature of the empire's locusts. The stronger the abilities, the greater the harm.

Looking at the last officer running, Franz did not ridicule, but instead applauded.

"Dagong, they are so bad, why do you applaud?" An officer next to him asked very closely, and

Franz said with a conscience: "No, their performance is not bad, although the process is a little twisted, But they still insisted on completing the task. This is a qualified soldier. Of course, personal physical fitness needs to be strengthened!"

After listening to this, everyone's face turned pale and clear, and they did not complete the task. Lose your face.

One by one, self-consolation, military personnel, to complete the order as the first element, what is the process twists and fears?

Franz is not stupid, how can he deliberately attack everyone's morale? Don't look at these aristocrats is not very good, in fact, their foundation is not bad at all.

He has been receiving military education since he was a child, and he is better than most civilian officers. However, no one has been urged behind him to become a child.

To save the Austrian Empire, we must first save the next generation of the Austrian aristocracy. Only when these people are established, can this empire be really strong.

In fact, Franz had long wanted to enter the army. Unfortunately, because he was too young, he is still under 18 years old. If it were not for the January Revolution, he had no reason to convince his family.

Looking at the shavi teenagers in front of him, he knows that the road to training is a long way to go.

Now that the time is too late, I can only use it. I must have a short-term assault. Is it possible to deal with a group of rabble?

There is a "Labor Protection Law" to make the bottom, the vast number of hard-working people should not die with the government, right?

The March Revolution in Vienna in history can be disintegrated by political means. Later, the May Revolution broke out, and the government could not control the scene and carry out strategic advancement.

"set!"

Albrecht's serious voice, the officers who were resting, dragged their tired bodies, and arranged slowly in the order of the queue.

Looking at Albrecht's angry face, Franz knew that the general felt that his men had lost his face.

The queue was neat, but the spirit of the face, Franz recalled the university military training, all the eggs like a frosted eggplant.

Suddenly Albrecht smiled slightly, and Franz knew that someone was going to be unlucky.

I saw Albrecht holding the baton and walked down from above, and a scream came from behind him.

Franz habitually looked back and saw a fat man lying on the ground very comedy. If you look closely, you will find a footprint behind his butt.

"Look out !"

Albrecht's cold voice sounded, and everyone quickly recovered his gaze. This time everyone has to be more spiritual. With a chicken, no one wants to be the second one.

Even so, from time to time there are screams, Albrecht waved the baton, and looked at the non-standard ones to help correct the mistakes.

There is no way, the aristocratic officers are all old men. Except for the owner of Albrecht, the other instructors are not courageous to move them.

It's a rare opportunity now. I missed this time and it's not easy to find someone in the military camp.