"After fighting this battle, I will go back to my hometown to get married."

"The head of the family will definitely be able to return with great victory!"

This is the only picture that remains in Wang Shaoyu's mind after taking over this body...

"If you don't commit suicide, you won't die. Why don't you understand!" He stood up from the ground, and it seemed that it was really in a small camp. He wanted to pat his head with a split headache. As soon as he raised his palm, he made a strange sound of steel rubbing.

The sound made him stop his actions that looked like a fool.

Wang Shaoyu touched himself carefully. Well, his whole body was covered with steel armor, and he couldn't touch it, but the only thing that could be confirmed was that there was no missing arms or legs, and his function was normal, but there was a small hole in the abdomen of the steel armor, which seemed to be penetrated by some sharp weapon.

There are two badges on the steel armor. Wang Shaoyu, one of the black double-headed eagles, knew that it was a symbol of the Holy Roman Empire. After all, it was also a powerful country that was once prosperous in history. He had never seen it when he played medieval strategy games before.

Also...what the hell is this sword and old-fashioned loading musket?

Am I dreaming of acting?

He hesitated for a while, and finally decided to slap himself in the face.

"Ah~ it hurts." Wang Shaoyu shouted. This is definitely not a dream. There is only one possibility left after so long...

Hearing Wang Shaoyu's shouts, two people walked in outside the camp, one tall and the other short, but they were all very strong, with a taller golden curly hair, blue eyes, and a height of 1.9 meters. They were very handsome. I guess if those little fans were present, they would definitely eat him completely.

The other man is about 1.8 meters tall, with black hair, a small braid, and his gray eyes are very deep. In comparison, he seems to be more taciturn.

Both of them were wearing Holy Roman Empire military uniforms, with a black double-headed eagle on their chests, and a sign that was the same as themselves on their left chest.

"This should mean that you are your own people, right?" Wang Shaoyu guessed in secret.

As soon as they entered the tent, Wang Shaoyu felt inexplicably intimate to the two of them. This should be the natural reaction of this body. Moreover, he observed that the two of them had a very pure gaze and did not dodge at Wang Shaoyu's gaze.

"Mr. Eugen, the last glory of the family, it's great that you don't have any truth to it..." The blonde man took the lead in breaking the silence and spoke.

"The last...glory? Where are we now?" Wang Shaoyu couldn't help but ask.

"You are the only remaining male among the branches of the Habsburg family. Although tomorrow should be your wedding date, your brother, as the commander of this battlefield, that is, the former head of the family, died a few days ago. When the news came back to the capital, Prince Eugen was furious and ordered that if this battle was defeated, all people in the branches, including the retainers, would be exempted from their status and demoted to slaves. Therefore, as the successor head, you are our last hope..." The blonde quickly stated the meaning of the final glory.

Wang Shaoyu was a little confused. Am I not Eugen? Why is there a Prince Eugen?

"Rambo!" The dark-haired silent man called out the blonde man's name, indicating that he could save some effort.

"Collion, Lord Eugen is only the first time he has been on the battlefield. He is a little uneasy, he will get better." Rambo saw Wang Shaoyu wake up and screamed so enthusiastically, and said optimistically.

"I remembered...you guys go out first, I want to be quiet." Wang Shaoyu figured out the situation he is currently facing through a series of clues.

At present, he did not run away on the land of the Holy Roman Empire, but his country had a large number of years. From 962 to 1806, the feudal monarchy empires that spanned Western and Central Europe. Their territory was centered on Germania. However, from the old-fashioned loading muskets in his hands, it should be very close to the later period.

Prince Eugen is a good clue. It can be inferred that around 1700, the prince was the marshal of the Holy Roman Empire and a world-class legend. He was one of the two hero statues on the Piazza Vienna (the other was the Grand Duke Carl who defeated Napoleon).

As for the origin of the original owner, it may be a bit undesirable. Although it is the most powerful Habsburg family in the Holy Roman Empire, it is a pity that it is the least popular branch...

"Woo~" A low horn sound awakened Wang Shaoyu, Eugen, from his thoughts.

"Master Eugen, I observed the soldiers and found that the French army had once again attacked us. The prince asked you to fight back immediately!" A man who looked like a messenger rushed into Eugen's camp and whistled loudly.

"Wait, I'm seriously injured and I need rest."

The messenger suddenly had a look of contempt. Is there only such a thing in the branch of Absburg? Even ordinary soldiers are not as good as ordinary soldiers. I don’t know why the prince appointed such a commander!

The defeat on the battlefield a few days ago is still vivid in my mind. If Eugen had not been commanded by his brother with a sword, the horse suddenly ran away and fell off the horse's back. At the same time, the sword in his hand was thrown high and fell into his stomach and died. He was ridiculed by the French army, the Holy Roman army would not have retreated to the barracks so quickly... Not to mention the successor commander fainted on the first day...

Eugen had just traveled through time, so he was naturally not sure about these situations. The only thing he knew was that he was going to the battlefield!

"The French army is already hundreds of yards away from our barracks and is ready to launch an attack. The only order given by the prince is to fight to the death. As long as you can go, you must go to the battlefield! This is our last battle!"

The Messenger is a loyal fan of the prince, and he would rather die than die for the orders of Prince Eugen.

"Why do you take two retainers to be deserters?" Eugen looked at the commander's attitude and had to force him to go to the battlefield to command, no matter whether he was dead or alive. So he thought that Europe is so big, without aristocrats and fiefdoms, and with two subordinates, he would definitely not have to worry about his life. Moreover, with the modern knowledge he has, he might not have a chance to make a comeback in the future!

"Okay, as a member of Habsburg, I will never escape at the last minute, nor will I let the soldiers fight to the front line and recover from the wounds in the rear!" Eugen just wanted to fool the messenger first, and he would start talking.

The messenger glanced at him deeply and turned his head out of the camp. The two retainers, Rambo and Corion, heard the conversation between them clearly outside.

Immediately walked into the account, held the etiquette of the retainer and said, "I should kill the enemy for the head of the family and reappear the glory!"

"Wait, let's talk about going to the battlefield later. Have I brought any more expensive items this time? Also, in which direction there is no enemy blockade?" Eugen is currently more hopeful to escape the battlefield, hide his identity, and start a new life. It is not what he wants to die on the battlefield just after crossing.

"The head of the family went to the throne and left all his property to your fiancée. If she had a good time, she could have enough source of living. The only valuable thing in the family is the equipment you have... In addition, there are a few silver coins here." Rambo suddenly pushed Eugen's hope to the lowest point.

Although Corion didn't say much, he was very coincidental. He had already seen that Eugen had already wanted to withdraw. He immediately drew out his sword and pointed at Eugen, and said, "Head of the family, I will give you another chance to think carefully. The Rambo and I will protect you on the battlefield. This war can only win but not lose. If it is lost, then... let's be a companion on the road to the underworld together!"

His family still lives in his territory. If Eugen escaped at the last minute, he would not only be demoted to a slave, but perhaps a large number of them would be executed to vent his anger. He could not take this risk.

"Collion, don't scare the head of the family, put the sword down quickly. How motivated the family's words just now, how could he be a deserter!" Lambo stood next to Eugen and persuaded Corion.

"Yes! I thought that if the carrier's valuables were lost on the battlefield, it would be bad. We will win this war!" Eugen said after swallowing hard.

"This is the best." Corion grabbed the sword and stood beside Eugen, pressing it tightly, afraid that he would run away.

The horn sounded again, and Eugen had no choice but to go to the battlefield at this time...

Under Corion's gaze, he tried his best to control his body, without getting out of the ugly way, and stepped on a trembling legs, looking like a dark horse on his mount.

Eugen didn't know how to use the sword at all. In addition, although he knew how to use the old-fashioned loading musket he carried, he might... just have a chance to hit it... because... he doesn't know how to load it!

So now, the two retainers who can give Eugen a sense of security are the two seemingly brave and good at fighting and not afraid of death.
Chapter completed!