[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-life-of-being-a-crown-prince-in-france":3,"chapter-life-of-being-a-crown-prince-in-france-life-of-being-a-crown-prince-in-france-chapter-1310":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Life of Being a Crown Prince in France",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},386739,646,"Chapter 1309 - Capítulo 1309: 1214: The Stalking Hawk (Requesting Monthly Votes)","life-of-being-a-crown-prince-in-france-chapter-1310",1310,"\u003Cp>Capítulo 1309: Chapter 1214: The Stalking Hawk (Requesting Monthly Votes)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pilo’s adjutant glanced at his pocket watch and turned to remind him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“General, it’s almost nine o’clock.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pilo nodded solemnly. According to the plan, he would launch the attack simultaneously with Blucher at half past ten in the morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he was still a colonel, he fought under Napoleon’s command. The scenes of bullying the Austrian Army with the French Army were still fresh in his memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, he had to confront the French Army head-on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt as if he were about to leap into the arena to gamble with the lion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fortunately, that person is not here,” he muttered quietly, puffing up his chest to appear more confident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he was referring to Napoleon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tell the soldiers to prepare for battle,” he gestured to the Order Officer. “We shall win.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, 10 kilometers southeast of the Pilo Corps, a Courier saluted Colonel Joubert, the commander of the French Army’s “Engineering Corps”:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Colonel, General Ney asked me to tell you he is ready.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please inform General Ney that the Sardinians are in the valley to his southwest. There are more than 12,000 of them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Colonel.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joubert then turned to Montalto, the Parma commander beside him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They should be moving soon; let’s get ready to depart as well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At half-past ten in the morning, the rumbling sound of cannons erupted punctually at the St. Gotthard Pass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blücher Corps pushed all of their last four 6-pound cannons to the front. The Royal Grenadier Battalion charged the French Army’s line, defying death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in less than twenty minutes, they were suppressed by the heavy artillery of the French and left the ground covered with corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blucher looked at the watch and roared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why haven’t those Sardinian fools attacked yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worried about missing the opportunity, he turned and gestured to an officer:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Major Ophelis, personally lead 5 hussar squadrons to cooperate with the Grenadier Battalion and continue the attack!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, General.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three kilometers away from the Pass by the valley, the adjutant anxiously looked at Pilo:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“General, the Prussian Army has already started engaging the French, we…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The latter raised his hand to interrupt him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait a bit longer, let the Prussians draw more firepower; otherwise, we might not be able to approach the French enemy line. We only have one chance to attack.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After nearly half an hour, Pilo finally gritted his teeth and ordered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Proceed with the predetermined plan, attack.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than ten thousand Sardinian soldiers immediately leaped out of the valley, heading straight for the French Army outside the Pass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, after advancing only two kilometers, light, rhythmic drumming suddenly came from the front of the small thickets, and then a white line of infantry appeared before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pilo saw through his binoculars the banner of the French 52nd Infantry Regiment, frowned, and gestured to the adjutant:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go tell the French we are here to reinforce the Pass defenses.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adjutant left but never returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pilo felt a sinking premonition, but when the hussars reported that there were only less than two thousand French troops ahead, his confidence returned in a flash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Order Colonel Ferrini to charge and drive back the French!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, the Sardinian Army’s cannons began to spit flames, and two lines of infantry rapidly advanced towards the French in front of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, several thunderous booms made Pilo’s ears ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought, I didn’t bring that many cannons… He suddenly froze — the direction of the cannon sounds was wrong!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He whipped around, just in time to hear another series of cannon fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, he heard clearly, the firing was coming from his rear flank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two panicked cavalrymen rushed over, shouting to him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“General, our rear formation is under attack!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pilo’s face turned pale immediately, he anxiously asked, “Who is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems to be the French, General.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Currently, the whole of Northern Italy wore French-style white military uniforms, making it genuinely hard to distinguish at a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn! How could this happen…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pilo hurriedly commanded the nearest two infantry regiments to set up a line of defense, but it was clearly too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joubert’s cavalry battalion cut in from the left flank of the Sardinian Army, and 8 French assault squadrons almost simultaneously reached behind Pilo’s central force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Further back was the Parma Army’s infantry line. With the French taking the lead in front, their spirits were also high, full of fighting enthusiasm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the Sardinian Army’s frontal assault also encountered a head-on blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though there were only two thousand French troops here, their firepower was fierce, and their defense compact, quickly repelling Ferrini’s first charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, there was no second charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The routing soldiers from the Sardinian rear rushed in and shattered Ferrini’s formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon learning that they were encircled by the French, the Sardinian vanguard also began to retreat in chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over Blucher’s side, having lost over 3,000 soldiers during the frantic breakthrough, they finally heard the long-awaited sound of cannon fire from the south.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Those time-ignorant Sardinian scoundrels finally arrived!” he cursed a few times and ordered the launch of the largest wave of attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over two thousand Prussian infantry, under the cover of 3 cavalry squadrons, surged out of the Pass — the maximum number the pass could accommodate. The General promised that as long as they broke through the French defense line, everyone would receive a 200 thaler reward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Disperse as much as possible, do not be afraid!” A Prussian officer pointed to the south, “Do you hear the cannons from afar? The Sardinian Army is attacking the rear of the French.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The enemy’s line will soon fall into chaos. Victory will be ours!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Prussian Soldiers followed with a chorus of shouts, courageous under the whistling shells surging forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, they had barely rushed out 200 meters when the inspiring cannon fire in the distance suddenly ceased without a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Prussians exchanged puzzled glances, their pace involuntarily slowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dozen shells whizzed past them. Blood mist filled the air immediately, and shredded limbs were scattered everywhere…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The French line showed no signs of disorder; their artillery fire remained dense and accurate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blucher gritted his teeth, launching assaults until after three in the afternoon, but never heard the Sardinians’ attack again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, the horrifying casualties made the Prussian soldiers too afraid to advance, even though the officers cut down several men, they still couldn’t organize another charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blucher used every curse he could think of against the Sardinians.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, his army only had about a week’s worth of food left — Switzerland was extremely barren, and he had gained little to eat in the Altendorf area before — if they couldn’t get into Northern Italy, he would only have two outcomes: mutiny or surrender.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With wounded soldiers’ painful wails all around, all the officers looked at him with numb expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blucher finally sighed heavily and murmured the order:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Retreat. 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