No wonder they reacted like this.
It’s important to know that in this era, won could only sit with both legs on the left side of the horse, and they had to wear skirts.
But at this mont, The Crown Princess was wearing trousers and astride on the horse with a "stance that only n used"!
Nevertheless, her elegant and handso figure made the noblewon feel incredibly envious and jealous.
A young lady in a pale yellow dress, with the inherent arrogance of the French nobility, covered her mouth with a fan and said, "The Crown Princess seems a bit too carried away..."
Before she could finish speaking, the people beside her nervously stepped half a step back, distancing themselves from her.
This Russian Princess was not one to be trifled with.
It’s said that last week the Count of Provence went to plead with Queen Mary to waive the overdue fine owed due to the death of the Duke of Chartres. The Crown Princess was at the Petit Trianon Palace at the ti and upon hearing the request, she imdiately ridiculed the Count of Provence with a series of scathing remarks, causing him to flee in embarrassnt.
They certainly didn’t think they had more power than the King’s brother.
The girl in the yellow dress also realized her mistake and hurriedly tried to recover, "I was just trying to remind her about court etiquette."
Miss Alianna casually interjected, "I recall that the Crown Prince recently signed a decree allowing us to enter dical and art schools for study. By that asure, riding astride a horse doesn’t seem to be a big deal."
People around imdiately nodded in agreent.
Actually, Joseph was preparing to let won enter universities for study, but the mindset of people in this era was still quite conservative; a woman’s primary task was to be a good wife and mother. So, following suggestions from Roland and Monge, he decided to first test the waters with degrees in nursing and obstetrics, as well as art universities.
After entering the industrial era, the increase in scientific research capability brought by won cannot be ignored.
Actually, there were already many female academic talents like Mada Lavoisier. Supporting them with policies earlier might even enable France to produce a few Madam Curies ahead of ti.
For this purpose, Joseph even had Mada Lavoisier join the Royal Engineering Design Institute and she was received by the King himself.
In the distance, Joseph was gazing at the swirling dust hundreds of ters away, caused by the wild boar herd running wildly, and he turned to Antoine and ordered, "Take 8 people and intercept them from the south."
Joseph then waved both hands to the sides, "Spread out horizontally, with a spacing of twenty paces! Pay attention to the position of the thickets to the west."
"Count of Artuwa, you lead 5 people as the second line."
He had seriously studied "Cavalry Commanding Science" and rated Grade A in the exams. He had also spent long periods observing cavalry battles on the battlefield, so commanding these dozens of people was no problem.
"Yes, Your Highness." The two groups imdiately dispersed.
Even soone as stubbornly self-willed as Count of Artuwa was obediently taking orders in front of his nephew. After all, the nephew was quite the skilled commander who had led troops to victory over much of Europe.
Joseph was also rarely in a relaxed mood, enjoying the warm breeze blowing against him and the "clatter" of horse hooves as he flew past the wild grasses.
Beside him, Alexandra occasionally let out excited soft exclamations, and even Charles put aside his worries for the mont and joined in the intense hunt.
Soon, Joseph could clearly see the outline of the wild boars. The hunting dogs ahead were barking eagerly, indicating that they had engaged the boars.
A few minutes later, gunfire was heard from the southwest.
Kesode said to Joseph, "Your Highness, Count of Maine has reached the interception position."
Count of Maine was Louis Antoine.
Startled, the wild boars imdiately turned and fled, but Joseph’s cavalry line had already ford a semi-arc-shaped encirclent nearly 200 ters wide.
By the ti the leading wild boar realized sothing was wrong and wanted to turn again, it was already too late.
It suddenly beca ferocious, let out a roar, stared with bloodshot eyes, and charged straight at the hunters. The dozen or so wild boars behind followed quickly.
With the wild boars’ ferocious impact, even a pride of lions would struggle to stop them.
Kesode, hearing the dull thumping of pig hooves, instinctively stood in front of the Crown Prince.
Joseph raised his hand and shouted loudly, "Stop moving forward. Close in towards the center!" Then he pushed away the Captain of the Guard, raised the hunting rifle, "Prepare—"
The leading boar, like a gray-black teor, almost instantly charged to within 60 ters of Joseph, even causing the ground to tremble slightly as it ran.
Count of Artuwa had never hunted like this before, and seeing around him not the usual hundreds of servants and dozens of hounds, his face turned slightly pale.
He imdiately rembered that if the Crown Prince had an accident, he would be responsible too, and he shouted urgently, "Your Highness, move aside!"
But Joseph calmly gave the order, "Aim—"
Facing a hail of gunfire and thousands of Russian Army troops charging madly at Karlsruhe didn’t scare him, let alone just a dozen wild boars.
Joseph squinted, aid at the leading boar, and decisively pulled the trigger, "Bang—"
The boar imdiately staggered, rolling forward tens of tis with the montum of its run.
Joseph silently marveled at the power of the rifled gun, blew away the smoke from the muzzle, and hooked it onto the saddle.
Beside him, Alexandra looked on, her eyes filled with stars, imagining that the Crown Prince facing tens of thousands of enemy troops on the battlefield must be ten tis more handso than he was now!
It wasn’t until she heard the boar’s sharp howling that she rembered she was here to hunt too, hurriedly raised her rifle and aid. The giant boar, covered in blood, struggled a few tis and then got up again!
She took a deep breath, aid, and pulled the trigger.
"Click—"
The percussion cap failed to ignite.
"Damn!"
Fumbling, she quickly replaced the percussion cap, and when she aid again, the boar had already fallen to the ground again.
Joseph looked at the boar just over ten ters away from him, with its sharp tusks, and finally exhaled deeply. This was an experience of reality and shock that couldn’t be felt in gas in the future!
He had been The Crown Prince for more than ten years, and today he finally had the chance to experience it.
Alexandra imdiately held her breath and aid at another boar further back, decisively pulled the trigger.
As a competent Russian Princess, her shooting skills were quite good; the boar’s neck burst into a spray of blood and fell in response.
Beside her, Charles also opened fire at the sa ti, but due to nervousness, he only hit the shoulder of another boar.
The injured boar ran another ten ters, and the soldiers of the imperial guard beside them fired.
The boar fell dead with a response.
Indeed, with the strength of the Crown Prince’s Guard, even twice as many boars couldn’t have approached them. This hunting had no danger whatsoever.
The few unsighted boars fled in fear towards the west side.
Four soldiers dismounted and together brought the large boar in front of the Crown Prince.
One of them excitedly exclaid, "Your Highness, this guy weighs at least 150 kilograms!"
Two court painters, sweating profusely, followed on horseback and began setting up their easels under a tree not far away.
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