"Speed up and move forward."
"Don't let these beasts get away with this. What is Louis XIV? Sooner or later, we will crush the Franks."
The main force advanced rapidly.
...
At this time, Xiang Yu and Long Ju had already retreated to the mountain.
Maria and her men had already prepared breakfast.
The steaming hot mutton soup emitted a fragrant aroma.
Maria ladled out a large bowl of mutton soup and placed it on the tray.
On the tray was a bottle of wine, a roasted leg of lamb, and two large tails.
The little girl smiled and served the food to Xiang Yu.
As soon as they saw Xiang Yu return.
Maria, the little girl, felt relieved.
Xiang Yu and Long Ju looked down the mountain with monoculars.
The sun has fully risen.
The sunlight dispelled the thick fog.
Standing on the mountain, the camps of the two armies on both sides of the mountain are clearly visible.
Xiang Yu watched with a smile as the 200,000-strong Ottoman army formed a long line and headed straight for the Frankish camp.
"Send word to bring Song Yingxing's apprentice here," Xiang Yu said excitedly.
Maria gently placed the tray in front of Xiang Yu.
"General, you've had a long night. Have a good meal and get some rest."
Xiang Yu nodded: "Put the food there."
The two of them stared intently down the mountain without blinking.
"General, this soup is freshly made. If you don't drink it while it's hot, it will get cold."
Xiang Yu put down his telescope.
It is estimated that the two sides will not meet for at least another two or three hours.
But through his telescope, he had already seen that the Frankish scout cavalry had retreated back to their camp.
The Frankish scout cavalry would surely report the invasion of the Ottoman Empire by 200,000 troops to Bonaparte.
Maria walked behind Xiang Yu and gently massaged his shoulders.
"General, you haven't rested since last night. Please get some rest after you finish eating," Maria said with a pained expression.
"When you're on a military campaign, things are nothing like normal. You're lucky if you have a bowl of hot soup and some delicious food."
"With a major battle imminent between the two armies, even if you asked me to sleep, I wouldn't be in the mood."
Xiang Yu first picked up the large bowl of mutton soup and took a big gulp.
This mutton soup has a light and refreshing aroma, and it's very comforting to eat.
Xiang Yu put down his bowl, turned around and glanced at Maria: "Not bad, not bad, this mutton soup tastes good, your mutton soup has won my heart."
He received praise from Xiang Yu.
Maria was overjoyed: "I am so happy to receive praise from an adult."
Xiang Yu picked up another leg of lamb and started gnawing on it.
Maria slowed down what she was carrying: "General, how does this roasted lamb leg taste?"
"Quite good. This roasted lamb leg is perfectly cooked, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. You sit across from me, don't massage my shoulders anymore, eat with me."
Maria quickly walked over and sat down in front of Xiang Yu.
The young girl unscrewed the bottle and poured all the Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) into a wooden bowl.
"The general must be very tired. Let him drink a bowl of wine to relieve his fatigue."
Xiang Yu nodded, took the wooden bowl, tilted his head back, and drank the wine in one gulp.
At this moment, Song Yingxing's apprentice walked over carrying two boxes, one large and one small.
"What are your orders, General?"
Xiang Yu put down his wine bowl.
He pointed down the mountain and said with a smile, "Send a telegram to the lord."
"Let's say we've already encountered the main forces of the Ottoman Empire and the main forces of the Franks."
"Last night we split into two groups to launch a surprise attack on both armies, and the two armies have now started fighting each other."
"promise……"
Song Yingxing's two apprentices quickly sat down.
A person gently cranked the hand-cranked engine.
A series of buzzing sounds rang out.
The light on the telegraph machine connected to the hand-cranked engine lit up.
The light is shining very steadily.
The light kept flashing.
This demonstrates that the electricity supply is long enough to generate telegrams.
The apprentice responsible for sending the telegram sat cross-legged.
His fingers kept pressing the buttons on the telegraph machine.
Beep beep beep...
beep beep...
beep beep beep...
The telegraph signal flew into the distance.
Xiang Yu and his 1,000 cavalrymen surrounded them.
Everyone is very interested in this.
After the other party finished sending all the telegrams, Xiang Yu asked with a smile, "You just casually pressed some buttons on this thing and told my lord everything I wanted to say?"
Seeing Xiang Yu's puzzled expression, the two men nodded simultaneously.
"Is it really that amazing?"
"General, this is a telegram. We will type out your message word by word."
"Lord Song also has the same equipment for sending and receiving telegrams. The other party can tell what the words I send out are just by listening carefully."
"Then they reassembled the words I sent out using Morse code."
"All we sent out was a series of numbers, from 0 to 9."
"The other party also received a series of numbers, from 0 to 9."
"But they would use Morse code to write out all the Chinese characters that these numbers represent."
"That way, they will be able to understand what you mean."
The more they listened, the more curious they became.
"This thing was created by Lord Song?" Xiang Yu and Long Qi both looked puzzled. They asked almost simultaneously.
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