Chapter 952: Going One's Own Way

Although the merchant was smiling, Bao Jiani himself had an indescribable aversion to opium wine.

In fact, it was because he had stayed in Vienna for too long. Under the propaganda of the Austrian government and the church, opium wine was almost equivalent to chronic poison.

No one likes to quench thirst with poison, but in other areas outside Austria, people really use it as a "health product" because of their limited knowledge of opium.

The effect of opium wine was very obvious, and the two seriously injured soldiers who had been groaning all the time soon fell asleep.

While Bao Jiani was still hesitating, the news of opium wine spread throughout the military camp, and the wounded gathered in front of the general's tent.

"Please, general!" A seriously injured soldier on crutches shouted.

"Please, general!" The other wounded soldiers responded.

Looking at the soldiers whose hands and feet were roughly sawed off by the doctors, Bao Jiani felt very guilty. He did not expect Hungary to suffer such a great loss, and he did not expect Austria to reject Hungary's peace proposal.

As Mr. Kossuth said.

"The Austrians are afraid of the freedom of the Hungarians! They are afraid of the power of the Hungarians! They are jealous of the freedom and power of the Hungarians, and they want to bind us forever!"

Budapest, the Great Council.

Kossuth's impassioned speech won applause from the whole room, and representatives from all over the country did not hesitate to praise him.

"Mr. Kossuth said it very well!"

"Mr. Kossuth! When can we enter Vienna?"

This untimely question instantly made the atmosphere in the venue fall to the freezing point, and many fanatical supporters of Kossuth even wanted to tear the newcomer who asked the question into pieces.

However, the rash newcomer asked exactly what everyone wanted to ask, where is the future of the Republic of Hungary?

The new Hungarian government proposed many reform plans, but it seems that nothing has changed. The laws of the Austrian Empire are still used as customary law, and the promotion of the new currency Krachaer has encountered great obstacles.

People are reluctant to exchange their old coins for new coins, let alone the real gold and silver at home.

The price of old coins in the black market remained high, and the Hungarian government had no choice but to bind taxes to the new coins, and the result was that all the new coins were collected.

The Hungarian government wanted to buy supplies, but foreign merchants would not recognize the so-called new coins, they only recognized gold and silver.

Other issues such as land reform, serfdom, conscription, etc. were even more troublesome, and even caused a lot of trouble.

Just when everyone was confused, hesitant, and confused, Kossuth's loud and infectious voice sounded at the right time.

"Gentlemen! Do you know? Our army has reached the city of Pressburg!"

"Oh!!!"

A voice of surprise sounded.

"And Pressburg is only 54 kilometers away from Vienna!"

The exclamation sounded again.

"As long as General Bao Jiani advances five kilometers a day, it will only take us 11 days to enter Vienna!"

After speaking, someone immediately stood up and raised his arms and shouted.

"Long live Hungary!"

"Long live Hungary!"

"Enter Vienna!"

"Enter Vienna!"

"Catch the dog emperor alive!"

The atmosphere of the meeting reached its climax with shouts and shouts, and Hungarian representatives from all over the country took the stage to pledge allegiance to the new Hungarian Republic.

What they didn't know was that tens of thousands of Hungarians had died on the battlefield less than one kilometer wide in front of Pressburg, and Pressburg and its defenders did not waver at all.

The young Hungarian elites in Vienna were not so optimistic. They learned from the pro-Hungarian faction in the city that a large-scale rebellion had occurred in the city before.

There were at least tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians participating in the rebellion, but the uprising was suppressed in one day.

"One day?"

All the Hungarians exclaimed almost at the same time.

"You didn't lie to us?"

The pro-Hungarian sighed and said sadly.

"I hope this is a hoax. My father, brother, son, and son-in-law all disappeared that day."

"How is this possible?"

Petofi knew very well that even if there were only a few thousand people in the Prague uprising and it lasted for more than a month, the team of tens of thousands in Paris could directly force the emperor to abdicate.

"But this is the fact. I hope you can kill every Austrian. Revenge for us."

The man stood up and prepared to leave. Petofi heard the meaning of his words.

"We?"

"Well, I'm going to die too."

The man's emotions did not change much, as if he was talking about something very ordinary. Petofi understood that the other party had delivered the information with his life.

He hugged the man tightly.

"Take care, my friend."

The Hungarian elites present also hugged and said goodbye to the man one by one.

As soon as the man walked out of the hotel, he was taken to a carriage by two spies in windbreakers.

Petofi clenched his fists tightly.

"See?! What a despotic and horrible country Austria is!"

Petofi originally wanted to inspire morale with hatred, but what he saw was a group of terrified lambs, not angry soldiers.

In fact, what they saw and heard along the way was torture for these proud Hungarian elites. Their dreams were pulled out and shattered one by one. The most terrible thing was that now even their lives were no longer guaranteed.

The Austrian imperial government regarded them as traitors. Those spies could kill the people who sent them letters, and they could also kill them.

"Mr. Petofi, what should we do?"

The man's eyes were full of fear.

"Mr. Petofi, let's go back to Budapest. Otherwise we will be killed."

This man even forgot the declaration when he came here. He must be loyal to Hungary regardless of life or death, and must complete the mission given by the country and the nation regardless of life or death.

"No one is allowed to leave! Have you forgotten your oath? We are brave Hungarians! We will never fail! Believe in Mr. Kossuth, he must have a way to break through Pressburg!"

Everyone nodded silently, and the ambitions they had when they came were gone.

It was Franz's order to make the Hungarians suffer. In fact, he had nothing to talk about with the traitors. He didn't go down the river directly to destroy Hungary, but he just wanted to completely clean up this cancer.

The new capital selected by the Hungarians was very bad from a military point of view, and it was very suitable for siege.

No matter which direction you attack Budapest from, you don't need to consider the supply problem. The wide Danube River facilitates the supply of the besiegers while dividing the defenders' strength.

At this time, almost every Austrian general suggested to Franz that they should first break through Budapest and then fight a decisive battle with Britain and France.

In their eyes, one month's time is enough for Austrian troops to break through Budapest. After eliminating the internal troubles, they can devote themselves to the war with Britain and France.

In theory, what these generals said was not wrong, but Franz did not want to gamble that Britain and France would keep their promises on the time of starting the war.