Vienna, Hofburg Palace.
Franz looked at the intelligence before him and was somewhat speechless. Why were the French in such a hurry? Were they going to start another total war?
"Your Majesty! We absolutely cannot let the French have their way! We should keep the enemy beyond the gates of the nation!"
Minister of War Count Latour was so agitated that spittle flew everywhere, forcing Prince Schwarzenberg to retreat three paces.
Franz covered his forehead. It seemed the Austrian Empire was also very anxious.
However, in his plan, the Austrian Empire could not be anxious. After all, if they truly kept the enemy beyond the gates of the nation, then who would care what Austria had done?
Those skilled in war had no shining exploits, but what Franz needed right now was precisely merit that flooded the heavens. Although he spent most of his time in the palace, and all day long people intentionally or unintentionally poured into him certain ideas they wanted him to have.
Still, Franz was not so naive as to want everyone to understand him, much less would he yearn for so-called perfection.
As an emperor, he knew very clearly what he ought to do. Choosing lives was one part of that. Without the courage to bear sin, where would the resolve come from to cleanse a turbid age?
At this moment, although the Austrian Empire had already received the news, France had not yet sent troops, and the other states had no definite information either.
If Franz really launched a large-scale attack on France now, he would instead be regarded as the invading party, and might even be suspected of borrowing a road to destroy Guo.
But Franz would not remain unmoved either. After all, he did not want to play with fire and burn