Vienna, Schönbrunn Palace.
Franz casually flipped through records of the North American war. The entire conflict was so dull it made one want to sleep.
The British Army won only a few major victories in the early stages before being bogged down by the US Army's human-wave tactics.
Robert Lee and Stonewall Jackson seemed to have learned nothing in the Austrian Empire except digging fortifications and piling up earthworks, but that appeared sufficient against the Redcoats of this era.
According to Benedek, British Army tactics always gave one the impression of not being particularly clever.
"The British seem unable to pull themselves out of their past victories. Even after several decades, the Redcoats are still using the most traditional, most standard line infantry tactics."
Franz asked in some confusion.
"Are the other countries the same?"
Benedek immediately explained.
"No, Your Majesty. Every nation began researching light infantry and skirmish lines long ago, and all of them have started to place importance on terrain's impact on warfare.
"Even the most stubborn French are carrying out military reforms. The French Army is learning our tactics, moving closer to us in every respect, from firepower allocation to troop deployment."
Benedek paused before continuing.
"However, the British maintain their formations exceptionally well, and their soldiers are highly disciplined, just like the Prussians.
"We should also strengthen discipline within our army. Only then can we maintain our relative advantage over the long term."
Franz raised his eyes slightly. He understood that the British had likely developed a dependence on old ways, though they had excuses before. Once this war ended, they would probably have to begin reforming as well.
"Could it be that our Austrian soldiers lack discipline?"
Franz knew his army quite well. At the very least, the soldiers he had seen were all