Anning put down the telescope and sighed, "It's over, we originally planned to capture Vienna ahead of time, banking on the enemy's chaos and our army's presence to make them flee. Now the enemy hasn't fled and has even started to organize their defenses. It looks like Vienna won't be taken so easily."
Napoleon consoled him, "No worries, this battle isn't under your banner, but mine, the loss is mine, not yours. You are still the undefeated War God of France."
"That's the problem!" Anning shook his head, originally intending to promote Napoleon in rank and title, and now he couldn't.
Just then, Moura came galloping along the road with a small squad of cavalry, not yet reaching Anning but already shouting, "Hey! Your Excellency! Guess what I have caught?"
Anning and Napoleon looked over, then noticed amongst the horses one had a rider and also another person with bound hands.
