Mount Tianhai

In France, just entered Versailles, with the identity of the Crown Prince.
The only problem was that the reigning king was Louis XVI, and in two years, he'd be "snapped"...
Since I couldn't rely on dear old dad and the ministers, I had to take matters into my own hands to reform France!
First, make a bit of easy money to solve the financial crisis that had plagued the nation for hundreds of years.
Then give a harsh lesson to those nobles harboring treacherous intentions and plotting to seize power.
Next, confiscate the Church's abundant lands, acquired without lifting a finger.
Industry, technology, agriculture, commerce—I will all advance side by side, I, the greatest Crown Prince in France!
That year, when the little British struggled with the allied forces at his borders, I simply took over his little island.
That year, my sword pointed at all of Europe, the magnificent feat Napoleon didn't accomplish, I will achieve!!!

Life of Being a Crown Prince in France

Two minutes later, Lefevre's company had formed a line, though not a very neat one.


Following Lefevre's loud command, more than 30 caplock guns fired a volley.


Seven or eight Albanian mercenaries, being close in distance, suddenly fell backward as if struck by an invisible fist, groaning. The others scrambled to turn and flee.


Lefevre directed his company to advance several dozen meters deeper into the enemy's position, then ordered the line to turn southward, towards the edge of the left flank of the Albanian positions, beginning to fire and compress inward.


At this time, Anatole's company also caught up, deploying into line formation and joining the battle behind and to the side of Lefevre's men.


The Albanian Army, already reeling in the main battlefield, now faced added disaster, as nearly ten thousand mercenaries were being soundly defeated by three thousand members of the Guard Corps, continuously shrinking back towards the southwest.


Chapter 221 Overcoming the Odds with a Small Force_2