Chapter 2028: Prelude to the Decisive Battle

Their main force immediately occupied a piece of high ground, deploying into an arc-shaped formation with a concave center.

They launched an attack toward the Puluosi Budui, but the opponent adjusted more rapidly, even while their own troops were adjusting.

The Puluosi Budui had already completed their deployment of forces.

General Qiteng, who was covering the rear, intercepted the Austria Jun.

At this moment, the Puluosi Budui completed their formation, and Frederick II immediately ordered the Cannon team.

"Fire!"

The cannons of the Puluosi Budui went boom, boom, boom against the right flank of the Austria Jun.

Under the assault of the artillery fire, General Laoxi's Cavalry had to temporarily avoid the brunt of the attack.

The Puluosi Budui took this opportunity to continue consolidating their defensive formation, winning a brief little "victory."

Their Infantry attacked the middle section of the Austria Jun's defensive line toward the east.

However, the Austria Jun occupied the high ground, and the Puluosi Budui's attack could only be an upward assault, which brought them great disadvantage.

But the Austria Jun had not the slightest preparation for this sudden encounter, and they had no Method to defend against the Puluosi Budui's attack effectively.

In such a helpless situation, General Laoxi could only choose to let his troops retreat in an orderly fashion.

They retreated to the other side of the river, occupying the advantage of the river to keep their defensive line from collapsing under the Puluosi Budui's attack.

Frederick II did not linger in the fight, for he knew that if they continued to fight,

it was very likely that they would be swallowed up in one fell swoop by the arriving Marshal Naleishi and the Russian-Austrian Allied Forces.

After suppressing the Austria Jun's attack with artillery fire, the Puluosi Budui also chose to retreat.

This war ended due to the caution of both sides.

The Austria Jun suffered casualties of nearly three thousand soldiers as a result.

As for the losses of the Puluosi Budui, they were only a little over one thousand.

Although the surprise of this battle brought casualties to the Puluosi Budui, it did not damage the vitality of their troops.

By the time Marshal Naleishi led the Russian-Austrian Allied Forces to arrive, the battle had long since ended.

The Puluosi Budui had all retreated in a panic, their whereabouts unknown.

Seeing the Austrian General Laoxi commanding his troops to retreat across the river, a complex emotion surged in Naleishi's heart.

If the Austria Jun had performed well, they would have had the opportunity to annihilate these Puluosi Budui here.

But the reality was that they did not get this opportunity, and instead let the opponent escape.

Naleishi sighed and said nothing more.

At this time, General Qiteng fought hard to cover Frederick II's retreat.

Only with his disregard for life in the interception could Frederick II retreat safely.

His merits were recognized, and he was promoted to the rank of Cavalry General.

And at this time, Tsarist Russia.

In the palace of Moscow, the health of Elizabeth I, who had already become the most important monarch in this European war, was taking a sharp turn for the worse.

The war had lasted for a long time, and the increasingly impoverished citizens and the empty national treasury were both urging them to put an end to this war as soon as possible.

At this time, the Russian Army was already bogged down in a stalemate on the battlefield of Xilixi.

In order to completely destroy the war potential of Prussia.

Naleishi and the Austrian Marshal Victor made a joint decision.

Capture Berlin!

Completely crush Prussia's war potential and strike at the arrogance of Frederick II.

Elizabeth I agreed to Naleishi's plan.

She knew that her days might be numbered, and she wanted to eliminate this powerful opponent, Prussia, before she left, leaving behind a stable Tsarist Russia for Peter III.

Elizabeth I signed the order to attack Berlin in front of everyone.

All of this was seen by Sophia; after she married Peter III, Elizabeth I wanted to cultivate this Princess Sophia, whom she had already brought under her control, into an Assistance for Peter III.

Therefore, even when issuing such an order, Elizabeth I did so in front of Princess Sophia, this former daughter of a Puluosi Noble.

Princess Sophia watched as Elizabeth I signed her name on the order that could destroy Prussia.

She watched as Elizabeth I handed down this order.

Elizabeth I turned her head to look at Sophia, looked at her flat little belly, frowned, and asked: "Sophia, you and Peter III have been married for a while now, why have I not heard the news of my nephew's birth?"

"Is it because Peter III is unwilling?"

Sophia was instantly embarrassed, lowered her head shyly, and reported on her work in a voice as soft as a mosquito:

"We are doing it every day..."

Elizabeth I looked at Sophia's cheeks, hesitated for a few seconds, and sighed: "If there is still nothing, I can only consider finding the next wife for Peter III. Sophia, I think you should understand the reason, I hope you don't mind..."

Hearing this, Sophia's body trembled, and the expression on her face stiffened.

She was also very distressed that she could never conceive, and she had even secretly found a doctor from Longyan to check, but the conclusion reached was not because of her.

If it was not her reason, then it could only be Peter III.

But she could not tell Elizabeth I about Peter III's problem.

Because this was an insult to the Tsarist Russian royal family.

If she wanted to obtain an heir, she had to find a suitable outsider.

"I understand, Your Majesty." Princess Sophia nodded slightly.

She took her leave of Elizabeth I, but her heart was filled with anxiety; she had studied Russian hard to become the wife of Peter III, and she was still studying hard in the dead of night.

In order to adapt to the cold winter of Tsarist Russia, she walked back and forth barefoot in a room filled with rising heat.

She even contracted a serious illness, which nearly cost her her life.

Yet all this sacrifice ultimately led to her success, allowing her to stand out among the many noble maidens and fulfill her wish to become the wife of Peter III.

She kneaded her fingers, the stinging sensation stimulating her mind.

Now, only two paths lay before her: wait for Elizabeth I to find a new woman, have her deposed or arrested and sent to a convent, and live a life of darkness.

Or, have a child with Peter III and rely on this child to stabilize her position.

But thinking of how Peter III lacked the ability entirely, she...

Sophia stopped in her tracks, the expression on her face changing abruptly from trepidation to panic, her entire being consumed by fear.

She needed a man who could help her conceive!

But this would be a betrayal of Peter III; yet, what kind of affection could exist in such a political marriage?

She walked aimlessly, lost in her thoughts, and unknowingly arrived at the room of Peter III.

Hearing bursts of laughter from inside the room, it was Peter III playing with a toy he called war flags.

This was his favorite toy.

Hearing this sound, the expression of Princess Sophia stabilized, changing from her previous trepidation to current calmness, and she exhaled a breath of stale air.

She did not push open the door, and she did not choose Peter III.

She turned and left, heading in another direction; no one knew where she went.

But not long after, Elizabeth I received word that Sophia was showing signs of pregnancy.