At a high ground two kilometers from the main force of the Hanoverian Army, there stood a small wooden table with two cups of hot tea on it.
Joseph picked up the cup without any additives, signaled to Bertier across the table, and then took a contented sip:
"There's so much good news today."
The latter smiled and nodded:
"Indeed, Your Highness. We didn't expect the Hanoverian artillery to be so rushed that they forgot to destroy their cannons.
"We can even drag those 16 cannons right in front of the Hanoverian lines, doubling our firepower."
The Guard Corps Cavalry Camp had just sent back a message; they had easily annihilated the rearguard of the Hanoverian Army, which lacked the protection of infantry.
The Hanoverians clearly did not expect the French Army to arrive so quickly, and they hardly put up any resistance before they turned and fled in a rout.
Of course, they could not outrun the Hussars.