Life of Being a Crown Prince in France

Morris subconsciously rubbed his eyes, and when he looked again, a long white line had become clearly visible—there were at least seven to eight thousand men!

The Saxon Soldiers, who were originally bullying the weaker forces, were startled. As the front-line officers began to order the troops to halt and form ranks, they saw dozens of horses dragging cannons up in a cloud of dust, arriving at their flank. The cannons were quickly dismounted and set up to fire from less than 200 paces away.

Within just a few minutes, seven six-pounder cannons roared towards the Saxon infantry. Iron balls swept accurately through the ranks of soldiers, instantly leaving a trail of severed limbs and dismembered bodies.

The Saxons who were initially fighting carelessly were now completely disoriented by the terrifyingly close bombardment.

Before the Saxon Cavalry could react, those six-pounder cannons had already been reattached to their carriages. After taking a large detour behind the French infantry, they appeared on another side of the Saxon infantry.

The seemingly magic appearance and disappearance of the cannon fire completely disrupted the Saxons’ rhythm. Infantry hit by the cannon balls scattered to reduce losses, while other officers pulled ropes and loudly ordered the soldiers to form neat ranks in preparation to meet the French infantry’s line.

After about twenty minutes of this chaos, the Guard Corps’ infantry line had advanced to less than 100 paces in front of the Saxon position, which was still disorganized.

In the era of firing squads, going into battle with a disorganized formation against a neat line was tantamount to seeking punishment.

The Guard Corps took the initiative to begin volley fire at a distance of 65 paces. Although slightly distant, given the enemy’s lack of formation, it was a reasonable tactic—firing first would further disrupt the enemy’s efforts to form up.

Moreover, the Caplock Guns equipped by the Guard Corps had a longer range; even around 80 paces could still inflict effective damage, albeit with a touching hit rate.

As expected, the Saxon Soldiers began to fire back instinctively after being attacked. Their officers were still busy with formation and couldn’t stop the soldiers.

The chaotic shooting was hardly effective; the few bullets that hit their targets were mostly blocked by the bulletproof inserts the Guard Corps wore.

Just like that, men in the Saxon ranks kept falling, while the French calmly advanced to less than 30 paces away from them. Read exclusive content at

Suddenly, a Saxon Soldier cried out in alarm, "That medicine is real! They just don’t die!"

His words immediately sparked tremendous fear:

"God, that medicine exists!"

"How can we fight this?"

"No! We simply cannot win; we’re finished..."

It turned out that previously, when Delrisen’s troops returned to the Prussian Allied Forces camp, they told others with great fear that the French had a miraculous medicine that could instantly heal gunshot wounds. After being shot, a French person could swallow the medicine in their mouth and stand up again in less than a minute.

Initially, the Saxon Soldiers ridiculed the Prussians for making excuses for their defeat. But at that moment, they believed it.

After another round of volley fire, the Saxon Soldiers began to turn and flee, and even some lower-ranking officers followed suit—they had seen with their own eyes Frenchmen getting shot and standing up again. How could they continue to fight?

In reality, most casualties during infantry line exchanges occurred within 40 paces. However, because the Guard Corps seemed "impervious to swords and bullets" at a longer range, it caused a massive psychological impact on the Saxons. So much so that when they began firing at close range, their hands trembled, and even a slightly higher number of casualties was enough to shatter their morale.

The aggressive close bombardment by the Guard Corps’ Mounted Artillery further hastened this process.

Similar to the situation faced by the Delrisen Corps initially, the collapse of the first line of infantry soon affected those behind it. The second line of infantry barely engaged in minor skirmishes with the Guard Corps before they, too, began to flee, and then the third line... R̃аℕố₿Ɛs

In just about 40 minutes, the three lines of the Saxon Corps, with over 13,000 soldiers, began desperately fleeing to the north.

Bertier, watching the hills swarming with soldiers in black, couldn’t help feeling a bit somber. Most of the cavalry had been dispatched to cover the Austrian retreat, and he had only six cavalry squadrons left to protect the flanks of his infantry and none to pursue.

The Guard Corps rested on the spot for an hour before continuing their push north.

At this moment, they were standing right in the middle of the breach in the Austrian line of defense, cutting the Prussian troops that had penetrated the Austrian-controlled zone in half.

The Duke of Brunswick received the news of the Saxon Corps being attacked and immediately furrowed his brow over the map.

Although he didn’t know where this French force had come from, according to Morris’s report, they numbered just over ten thousand. He just needed to immediately redeploy forces to hold them back.

He turned to the orderly officer, "Order General Andreas to move to the breach at once and intercept that group of French people."

He thought for a moment, feeling it wasn’t secure enough, and added, "Send the Auguste Legion there as well."

Together, these two corps had over 16,000 soldiers, and with the cavalry assigned to cover them, nearly 18,000. He had a huge numerical advantage locally and was very willing to commit the troops.

Bertier soon also received news that two Prussian forces were on their way. By then, he was close to completely sealing the gap in the Austrian line of defense, but without hesitation, he ordered:

"Gather the entire army on the gentle slopes to the southwest, ready to confront the enemy."

A staff officer beside him hesitated, "General, but in doing so we’ll have to abandon the line of defense we’ve just secured."

"The Crown Prince once told me never to forget the strategic objective that has been set," Bertier patted his shoulder, "We are here to annihilate the main force of the Prussian Army, not to help Marshal Lacy reclaim the line of defense."

The staff officer was stunned for a moment, then snapped to attention, "Yes, General!"

When Andreas and the Auguste Legion arrived at the breach, the French forces that had attacked the Saxons had already vanished without a trace.

Soon after, the Saxon Army experienced the same ordeal—

Mounted Artillery suddenly bombarded them at close range; the Guard infantry line appeared on their right, and rapidly advanced close to them at great speed.

These Prussian Soldiers had also heard of the legend of the "Elixir of Immortality." After facing a few volleys in a confrontation with the French Army, they, too, fell into terror.

The battle was declared over by around 4 pm. Andreas’s men managed to retreat in echelons, withdrawing northward, while the Auguste Legion was completely routed.

Bertier did not order a pursuit but commanded his troops to immediately return to the gap in the Austrian line of defense to start positioning the cannons and sent soldiers to block the thoroughfares.

The Prussian Corps that had previously penetrated the western side of the line were now completely cut off within the Austrian-controlled area.

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