The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria's Mandate of Heaven

Chapter 1360: The Death of Landre Prometheus
The Polish letter of peace was naturally written by Franz, and the content of the letter imitated the content of Alexander's reforms in history.

It is time to put an end to this farce in Poland. Franz’s goal has already been achieved, and further sacrifices will be tantamount to massacre.

Franz was well aware of Nicholas I's taboos and pain points, and the so-called self-exile of the Polish leader was just a cover.

Nicholas I could not accept this, and the method of annihilation was more appropriate if proposed by the Russians.

Of course, even if Nicholas I really wanted to let those people live, Franz would not allow it. The Polish Restorationists were not only a problem for Russia, but also for Austria.

In order to prevent the same thing from happening on the soil of the Austrian Empire, Franz had to strike first.

Warsaw, Poland.

Landry Prometheus found it a little hard to believe. Those people had been his loyal supporters not long ago, and were even willing to sacrifice and fight for him.

And now those people actually want to die in order to survive. They are really a bunch of trash without ideals or beliefs.

Landry Prometheus cannot accept this fate. He will not sacrifice his life like Father Alexander. He wants to live and change this sad world.

With the sound of hurried footsteps, the troops of the Polish Committee of Salvation had surrounded the entire hotel.

"Mr. Prometheus? Are you there?"

There was a knock on the door, and the captain spoke respectfully, just like usual. But the team members beside him were already on high alert, and they had never thought that one day they would have to become enemies with the heroes of their own nation.

However, all this can only be blamed on the Russians being too cruel, they just want to survive. The Tsar has promised to pardon their crimes, as long as they hand over the people on the list, Nicholas I will grant them peace.

Of course, only a small number of people truly believed in the Tsar, but not many wanted to continue fighting. They had already sacrificed too much for the so-called nation, the so-called faith, and the so-called freedom.

However, those gentlemen and leaders who are high up in the world not only suffered no losses, but their power and status have grown ever since. Now it is their turn to sacrifice.

"Mr. Prometheus? Are you there?"

Finally, one of the team members couldn't stand it anymore. He kicked the door open, and there was a "click" sound, and it seemed that everything was activated.

"Boom!"

Huge black smoke rose and explosions resounded throughout the city of Warsaw.

"The Russians are coming!"

"Run away!"

"Help!"

Panic spread throughout the city in an instant, and the city was in chaos. Some people fled back home and closed the door, some fled the city before the door closed, and some picked up weapons and rushed to the city wall.
The crowd fleeing the city were soon caught up by the cavalry in the city. A fight broke out between the two sides after a disagreement. Soon all the resisters were killed. The officers who arrived later hurriedly searched for Landry Prometheus' body.

However, Landry Prometheus was not among the fleeing crowd. He had already quietly left the city from another direction through a tunnel.

Landry Prometheus boarded a small boat that would take him down the Vistula River to Danze, Prussia.

Although the journey was not safe, it was common for people like him.

After a long wandering, he finally entered East Prussia.

In the darkness of the night, Landry Prometheus saw lights on on the shore, so he lit the oil lamp on the boat, first swinging it counterclockwise twice, then clockwise three times, then extinguished it twice, and lit it twice.

The other party also made the same response, and Landre Prome finally breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that they were his own people. However, Landre Prome still did not completely relax his vigilance, and he loaded all the weapons on his ship.

When they were approaching the shore, seven or eight people carrying torches and oil lamps came to Landry Prometheus's boat.

"Is it Mr. Landry Prome?"

No one on the boat answered.

"Is this Mr. Landry Prome? We are from the Polish Restoration Army."

"Yes."

Suddenly, seven or eight people on the shore pulled out their weapons and shot at the people on the boat.

After a burst of gunfire, they were sure that the people on the boat were dead, so two people slowly entered the water and dragged the boat ashore.

In the light of the torches, the faces of the dead on their ship were blurred by bullets, but their stunned expressions were still there.

They found weapons, gold and silver coins, bearer checks, a diary signed by Landry Prometheus, and some leftover food on the ship.

"Look carefully. I heard that Landre Prometheus always puts a silver brooch on his chest."

After another round of rummaging, they found half of a brooch with Landry Prometheus' name engraved on it.

"He should be Landre Prometheus."

The leader said.

"What about the body?"

"What else can we do? Burn it. We can't take this rotten meat back with us."

"Yes."

"There was such a big commotion just now, the Prussian military police will be here soon, you two can handle it, and we will retreat first."

The leader turned and walked into the woods, and the remaining few carefully packed up the things they had searched from Landry Prometheus and left. In the end, only two men in Prussian military uniforms were left pouring kerosene on the boat.

A week later, Landry Prometheus was declared dead, and the rebellion in Russian Poland ended.

At the same time, a new hotel opened in Danze City.

The Russian army began to enter major cities in Poland to confiscate weapons. Vbetrovsky was sent back to St. Petersburg, but he died unexpectedly on the way due to a cold.

Nicholas I kept most of his promises, but he arrested and killed those who had participated in the Polish Provisional Government without any mercy.

Although the war was won, Nicholas I was surprised to find that his army was even more tied up. Post-war stability and public security required more manpower than attacking strongholds.
However, the biggest problem is that troops and supplies cannot be delivered to the front line through the snow.
Franz felt that the Austrian Empire could sell its obsolete weapons to Russia at this time. The arms business has always been very profitable, especially when there is demand.

The main reason for doing this was that Franz felt that Britain would not personally engage in a bloody battle with the Russians. After all, without the support of the French this time, the British might not be able to sell blood to aid other countries.

However, it is possible to suck the blood of the allies or lend money to the allies to buy stimulants. However, even if the British themselves take action, Franz will not act rashly.

It is true that the Austrian Empire and Russia are allies at this time, but the two countries are also geopolitical competitors and may even become each other's enemies in the next moment.

No matter how beautiful the description in the covenant is, it cannot change this cruel fact.