Chapter 358: The Collapse of Charles II

"Please convey to Mr. Weng Ke that France remains steadfast in its support of the founding of the Southern Netherlands," Joseph said with a smile, gesturing towards Viscount Flotte, "Just as he has anticipated, our army is indeed in pursuit of the Dutch forces."

"Oh, and thank you for bringing the oats and the precious intelligence."

"It is my honor to serve you and your grand army," Viscount Flotte replied, his face beaming with compliments before he bowed and exited the tent, never suspecting why the French Army would come to Ghent to chase the Dutch Army.

Indeed, he had just brought over a dozen carts of oats. This was extremely valuable feed for the warhorses, as well as news that the Hanoverian Army had turned south near Brussels.

As a South Netherlander born in Zwevegem, who had spoken French since childhood and always longed for the French way of life, he had been hoping that the Walloon Region could be annexed by France. Then he could become a genuine French person.