The voting results were out in just over ten minutes—80 votes in favor, 2 abstentions, and not a single vote against.
From this moment onward, Wallonia in the Southern Netherlands officially became three provinces of France.
When Schevenement finished reading the results, the hall immediately erupted in thunderous cheers.
No one knew who took the lead in shouting:
"Long live His Majesty the King!"
The others immediately joined in:
"Long live His Majesty the King!"
"Long live France!"
"Long live His Highness the Crown Prince!"
"Aha, we're all French now!"
After the crowd gradually quieted down, General Gaayar raised an arm and called out, "Then now, we must devote all our strength to ensuring one thing: France's victory in this war."
The Chamber of Commerce Committee Members all nodded repeatedly.
Gaayar continued, "I propose that we immediately begin large-scale conscription and send troops to reinforce the French Army at the Brussels front... Oh, no, reinforce our own great army!"
Vienna.
Schönbrunn Palace.
The United Kingdom's Minister of Foreign Affairs, Lord Grenville, and Marquess Wellesley bowed to Franz II together, then nodded to Prussia's Minister of Foreign Affairs beside him before leaving the Great Gallery Hall side by side.
Listening to the faint sounds of cursing from behind them, Wellesley turned his head toward Grenville. "Why did you deliberately refuse the Holy Roman Emperor?
"The Dutch Legion's combat strength is nothing to count on. After Prince Coburg was crushed, there was no army left on the West Line capable of stopping the French.
"Judging from the situation on the battlefield, the Duke of York should send troops to reinforce the Southern Netherlands as soon as possible. Otherwise, the situation there will soon become impossible to contain."
Two days earlier, news of the Austrian Army's defeat in the Southern Netherlands had