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

Chapter 1592 Trial by Martial Arts (Part 2)

The two sides were more than twenty meters apart, and Bismarck could only dodge. However, the other side was carrying an old-fashioned musket, and Bismarck's actions gave the other side the opportunity to reload.

Now, if the other party gets close enough to pull the trigger, he will surely die.

The distance of twenty-odd meters was neither far nor near, and Bismarck had no choice but to grit his teeth and charge forward.

Barbama laughed as he watched Bismarck charge toward him. He could finally get his revenge. No one could withstand the fire of firearms at close range, and the chances of his opponent surviving without armor were almost zero.

But Bismarck did not charge all the way to the end; instead, he threw his lance halfway through, catching Barbama off guard. In his panic, Barbama could only pull the trigger.

Barbama's bullets grazed Bismarck's scalp, and Bismarck's spear missed Barbama, who managed to dodge in time.

In the chaos, Barbama fell to the ground due to his foot injury, and he struggled to get up to grab his short spear.

However, his opponent did not have this opportunity. Bismarck took the chance to ride on Barbama and picked up a human skull from the side, smashing it down on Barbama below.

Barbama may have been stronger than Bismarck, but his armor and the way he was lying on the ground limited his mobility, and Bismarck was not going to let this opportunity slip by.

With repeated impacts to his skull, Barbama gradually lost consciousness, and Bismarck eventually picked up his short spear and ended Barbama's life.

Bismarck sat on the ground, examining the musket, but unfortunately, he had run out of bullets and gunpowder. Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, he sat down again beside the corpse and began eating to replenish his strength.

"waste!"

Queen Lanavarona I, feeling humiliated, stormed off, determined not to let this man off easily. Bishop Alfred, standing nearby, was completely ignored; if Her Majesty the Queen didn't want it, then it would belong to another member of the royal family.

One of Lanavarona I's nieces was recently studying foreign languages ​​and diplomacy, so Bishop Alfred was invited to attend to her.

Bismarck's life was miserable. He became a rare beast in the arena, forced to participate in intense duels every day. Fortunately, he was experienced in duels and successfully escaped death time and time again.

Queen Lanavarona I even considered recruiting him, and she sent the Sakalava chief who had betrayed Bismarck.

Inside the filthy stable, a disheveled Bismarck was picking his teeth; the arrival of the Sakavara chieftain did not surprise him.

“Mr. Bismarck, I have some great news to tell you: you are finally spared from death. Her Majesty the Queen values ​​talent, so as long as you are willing to pledge your loyalty to Her Majesty the Queen, you can leave here and be like me.”

"Like you? What's the benefit?"

Bismarck asked in a very mercenary manner.

"You're alive! Isn't that a good thing?"

The Sakawara chieftain was initially angry, but he quickly composed himself, since the question meant there was a way to get to the bottom of things.

"Of course. As long as you perform enough merits for Her Majesty the Queen, Her Majesty will naturally reward you with money, official positions, women, and may even make you a tribal chief like me."

"Is that really true? How's the bishop who was with me?"

"He's much more sensible than you; he's enjoying his life right now."

The Sakawara chieftain grinned lewdly.

Bismarck gave an "Oh," then looked embarrassed. "It's been a long time since I've been with a woman either."

"That's easy. How many do you want? I'll arrange it for you right now."

The Sakawara chief thumped his chest with tremendous force.

"I don't want just anyone."

"So what do you want?" the Sakawara chieftain asked, somewhat displeased. "Do you think I'd go find you white men?"

Bismarck shook his head and said in a low voice.

"Come here, I'll tell you my preferences."

The Sakawara chieftain sneered disdainfully, cursing inwardly, "What a hypocrite," but without giving it much thought, he leaned closer.

"Listen to this. You deserve to die!"

As he spoke, Bismarck plunged the bone spike in his hand into the neck of the Sakavara chieftain, quickly pulled it out, and stabbed it in. By the time the guards reacted and separated the two, the Sakavara chieftain could only clutch his neck and make "ooh" sounds. Soon, blood and foam blocked his mouth and nose, and he died.

When Queen Lanavarona I learned of this, she did not feel sad, after all, to her it was just the death of a dog.

Bismarck then began his dueling journey again.
When news of the arrival of the Austrian army arrived, Lanavarona I, in order to eliminate any future threat, ordered Bismarck to be killed.

However, Bismarck took the opportunity to escape to the stinking ditch below the Colosseum. The administrators sent several soldiers down to execute Bismarck, but they all never returned.

Fearing the wrath of Queen Lanavarona I, the arena's administrators ordered a news blackout and sealed off the outlet of the stinking ditch.

Thus, Bismarck survived on various kinds of garbage and animal carcasses until the Austrian imperial army captured Antananarivo, the capital of the Kingdom of Imreina.

When Gablenz and the others found Bismarck, he was three parts inhuman and seven parts beast. Blood, mud, and various strange secretions covered his skin, and his body smelled even more foul than that of a wild animal.

Bismarck wanted to say something, but his throat was not cooperating, and he could only make a hoarse and unpleasant sound like saw teeth.

Gablenz didn't know how the man before him had survived, nor did he care much, since His Majesty the Emperor had only asked him to ascertain Bismarck's fate and had not made any further demands.

Just as the emperor's orders at this time were only to occupy the central highlands and eliminate the Kingdom of Imerina, the Austrian Empire's army began a sweeping operation against the remaining forces of the Kingdom of Imerina in the central highlands after conquering Antananarivo, but did not send troops to attack other areas.

Other countries' forces that arrived later began their offensives in other areas, and the war quickly spread throughout Madagascar.

The later colonists were fortunate; the Kingdom of Imreina had already fallen, and most of the natives were too terrified to organize a large-scale army.

But they were also unfortunate; the roaming natives were much harder to eradicate, and they also had to be wary of possible sneak attacks at any moment.

Soon the contents of the Vienna Agreement reached Madagascar, and this time the Austrian Imperial Expeditionary Force could finally relax, their mission accomplished.

It's just a pity that Lazaravana I, who had only recently ascended the throne, seemed to be of little use.

However, after some discussion, the high-ranking officers of the expeditionary force decided to send it to Vienna, partly because it was one of the spoils of war.

On the other hand, although the Austrian Empire had already reached an agreement with other countries on the partition of the kingdom, they were unsure whether the Viennese leadership would use the last emperor of the Kingdom of Imreina as a pretext for their actions.