King's Landing in France

On An Ning's side, because it was too easy for the Marne River to win, he planned to take advantage of the victory and pursue a few more big battles outside.

Then came the news of Marat's death.

After An Ning received the news of Mara's death, she was silent for a long time.

Berthier heard him muttering in a low voice: "I obviously sent guards to him, how could..."

Berthier: "Is the malfeasance of the guards to be taken seriously?"

An Ning shook her head: "No, this is probably destiny."

Berthier: "Mandate of Heaven?"

"Don't worry about it." An Ning waved his hand, and then turned to Jacques-Louis David, who had been with the army all along, "Hurry back to Paris immediately. I want you to paint Marat's death as an oil painting, as if he were a saint Ordinary! Then hang this poster all over Paris!"

David nodded: "I will return to Paris immediately."

After finishing speaking, Jacques put away the things in his hand, turned and left the headquarters.

Berthier carefully observed An Ning's expression, and suggested: "Why don't you go back to Paris too? It's still early for the next battle, and it may be that the enemy and us are unlikely to contact each other within half a month. You are going back to Paris for Monsieur Marat's funeral."

An Ning looked at the map.

The enemies from Alsace had already been defeated, and the two groups of enemies in front were gathered around the two fortresses of Sedan and Verdun respectively. Even if these two groups of enemies wanted to rush over, it would be too late.

There was indeed enough time for Anning to return to Paris for Marat's funeral.

After a brief hesitation, An Ning nodded: "Okay, when I go back to attend the funeral, the troops will be handed over to you. You have to keep putting pressure on the enemy so that they can't use all their strength to attack the city."

Berthier: "Leave it to me."

"Also, bring me Beethoven, I need him to direct the orchestra at the funeral." An Ning said again.

"Of course, I'll inform Sergeant Beethoven right now."

Since Beethoven joined the army, he would naturally have a military rank, and this sergeant rank is already the highest rank a military musician can have.

An Ning let out a long sigh: "I'm suddenly a little tired, so I'm going to rest first, and I'll leave the rest of today to you."

After finishing speaking, An Ning left the headquarters, went outside, and stood under the warm spring sun.

He let out a long sigh.

To be honest, Marat's death had shocked him more than he had imagined.Maybe it's because he has really regarded this ugly former doctor as his good friend.

At this moment, he thought of Mara's horse face again, and thought of drinking with him while thinking about the future.

An Ning always felt that Mara would be assassinated because he didn't bring any guards with him, so he thought that sending him loyal and reliable guards could avoid this ending.

Now it seems that history will not be changed so easily.

It might be necessary to let Marat leave Paris to completely prevent this from happening.

But it is impossible for Marat to leave Paris. After all, it is the critical moment of the revolution, and he is releasing his light and heat in Paris.

An Ning let out a long sigh, he suddenly realized that what he was thinking now was actually making excuses for himself.

Forget it, this is the end of the matter, let's focus on the future.

Starting with Marat's death, the Jacobins' policy of terror will become more extreme, and then the remaining two giants of the Jacobins will kill each other.

Robespierre will send Danton to the guillotine, leaving him alone among the former Big Three.Finally, in the coup d'état launched by Fouché and others, Robespierre himself was sent to the guillotine.

An Ning didn't want Robespierre to end up like this.

After these years of dating, An Ning knows that Robespierre is a good man who is noble and self-disciplined. Even if he is not her friend, An Ning does not want him to end up like this.

In order to prevent things from becoming like this, An Ning had to go back and persuade Robespierre to ensure that he was still the moderate Robespierre.

There is also the need to reconcile the conflict between him and Dandong.

As for the subsequent coup, An Ning was not too worried. After all, unless his military authority was no longer there, it would be difficult to overthrow Robespierre through a coup.

An Ning paced back and forth in the barracks, thinking about this.

He was so focused that he didn't even hear the "Long live the general" shouted by the soldiers passing by, and just waved his hands mechanically in response.

**
The next day, Berthier prepared the main force to return to the city.

As soon as An Ning got on his horse, he saw Beethoven waiting for him on the horse.

An Ning: "How is your situation?"

Beethoven: "Excellent! You just have to be a little louder and I can hear you."

An Ning was very happy. He thought that the condition of Le Sheng's ears was not as bad as in history, and he thought that Le Sheng would create even better music.

As a result, Beethoven's next sentence was: "It's a pity that I can only understand the words, and I can't distinguish the pitch. My absolute pitch is over."

He said it in a teasing tone, but An Ning's expression darkened.

Beethoven hurriedly said: "Don't worry! I will never give up music! Just like you said, I will hold the throat of fate!"

Anning nodded.

At this time, he suddenly realized something: wait, did I give Mao away the famous quote of Beethoven?

I didn't do it on purpose, I just encouraged him!
An Ning shook her head.

At this time Beethoven asked again: "Where is David?"

"I asked him to go back to Paris yesterday. He wants to draw a picture for Marat, which is very important."

An Ning said this because he knew that David's "Death of Marat" would become a famous painting later, and even become an icon of revolutionaries in the era of the Great Revolution.

But to others, this is not what it means.

Berthier had another "I understand" expression, and he didn't know what he understood.

An Ning said to Berthier: "When I return to the city, the troops will be handed over to you."

"Don't worry." Berthier nodded.

Then An Ning looked forward and waved his horsewhip: "Let's go, go back to the city!"

**
On the outskirts of Paris, the Palace of Versailles.

Christina was instructing the maids to clean up the room: "Hurry up, Frost will be back by tomorrow at the latest."

"Of order, Your Highness the Queen." The maid who was tidying up the room said half-jokingly.

Christina blushed: "What are you talking about! Now it is a republic, and there is no queen for a long time."

"But we are all maids of the queen, and this palace used to be the bedroom of the king and queen." The maid said, "Although you are not called queen, your fiancé commands the army of the whole of France, and his prestige is overwhelming. Just like a king?"

Christina: "It's not the same! If you say such incorrect words again, I will have to send you to the guillotine!"

"Look, even Your Majesty, if you want to send someone to the guillotine, you have to get the nod of the Grand Justice of Paris, but you, look, you don't need to look at anyone's face, you can send anyone to the guillotine!"

The maids probably knew that Christina was a kind person and would not easily send people to the guillotine, so they continued to make fun of her.

Christina sighed: "Okay, if I'm really the queen, you wouldn't dare to joke with me like this, would you? You can just tell me these things, but don't let my fiancé hear."

"We don't dare to say that in front of him."