Fox of France

The military-industrial complex has its own unique password system, which can quickly transmit information with the help of the country's economic signal system. On this day, Napoleon, who was taking a few officers on a fishing picnic by the river, received a message sent to him using the password of the military-industrial complex.

Napoleon accepted the information with a smile, and said to Berthier, who was spreading butter on the bread: "I bet, this coward Joseph must be urging us to save his life..."

Saying this, Napoleon accepted the information, but after looking at it twice, he suddenly jumped up from the ground: "Damn Joseph! Stop playing, get up, we are going to march quickly!"

"What's the matter? Something happened on the front line?" Berthier was startled by Napoleon's appearance, his hands shook, and the bread that had just been buttered slipped from his hands and fell on his pants, making his pants full of butter.

"Yes, something happened, something happened! Joseph is an idiot, an idiot!" Napoleon cursed viciously with a livid face, "Where's his brain? Has it been eaten by dogs!"

Seeing Napoleon's ferocious face, Berthier asked hesitantly: "General... Could it be... Verdun has fallen?"

"If that's the case, that's fine!" Napoleon said angrily, "but that's impossible, I told you, that idiot Joseph can guard Verdun until he dies of old age... It's because this guy has too dark hands Well, only three days, three days! This fool has killed and maimed tens of thousands of British and Prussians. Now he says, the British and Prussians have not come out to attack for a whole day! They are going to I ran away! Damn it, I gave up the honor of annihilating Suvorov in Italy, climbed over the steep mountains, and came all the way to Paris. Is it for... for an outing? This idiot, he Can't you be gentler and let others have an idea? He..."

As Napoleon walked back, he tried hard to recall the words that Joseph had used on him before, and then used all these words on Joseph. When he got on the horse and calmed down a little, Berthier hurriedly said, "Then why not let General Joseph Bonaparte take the initiative to hold them back?"

"Dream! Don't even think about it, this guy will never take the initiative!" Napoleon replied almost without thinking.

"Isn't Murat there?" said Berthier. "Why don't you let him lead an army to fight back?"

"Then we could really just turn around and go back to Italy," Napoleon said. "If it's Davout or... Oh, Louis, how stupid I am, really! I was thinking that Joseph was going to hold Verdun, and it wouldn't have happened at all." I don’t need any technical guidance, I didn’t expect Joseph to go too far, so I sent Murat. If I had listened to you and sent Davout there, it would be much better now... Sigh... ..."

After sighing like this for a while, Napoleon said again: "Send that idiot a message immediately, I don't care what method he uses, but no matter what, he will hold back the British and Prussians for at least another week!"

In fact, when the British and Prussians did not attack again for a whole day, Joseph also knew that things seemed to be in trouble. In case, in case the British and Prussians stop fighting and switch back to playing defense, it seems that the latter will not be very fun. So Joseph cursed the bastard Napoleon fiercely, why didn't he come soon, and racked his brains to figure out how to keep those British and Prussians.

"If we take the initiative and send a bunch of heads to make them feel that we have been seriously damaged and have hope?" Joseph thought, "No, this will damage my reputation in the future; and, in case the game goes out The question is, what should I do?"

So this idea was immediately rejected by Joseph himself.

Then take the initiative to attack and stick to the opponent so that they cannot retreat immediately?

This is a high-tech job, which requires very good control of the time, method, and intensity of contact. To do this, you need at least eight levels of micromanagement. Joseph spent a total of 500 billion picoseconds to conduct a preliminary evaluation of his micromanagement level, and then rejected the plan without hesitation.

So how do you get those Johans and Fritzes to stay? Of course, it is necessary to find a way to give them the illusion that if they work harder, they will be successful. But how to guide them so that they have such an illusion?

Thinking of this, Joseph thought again, what would he think if he was the general on John or Fritz's side.

"Russia has already betrayed the alliance. If the war lasts for a long time, it will not be too optimistic for Britain or Prussia. Well, Paris is already close at this time, and they have already paid so much. If they give up To attack is to admit defeat, and it is actually difficult for them to explain. Therefore, as long as there is a reason to continue to support their attack, even if it is a reason that is not particularly convincing, then they will definitely continue to attack. The question is how to give them this reason, um, Fouché seems to have some double-faced agents..."

So Joseph gathered his officers together, held a meeting, and then...

In the small living room of the Deutsche banker Batian's house, several people are gathering to discuss matters.

"Philip, do you think this news is reliable?" A tall and thin middle-aged man asked.

"Your Excellency, I'm not sure if this news is true. This news was obtained by Viscount Thierry in Paris. Generally speaking, Viscount Thierry's work in Paris over the years has been fruitful." Philip's young man replied, his hands were on the table, and if you looked carefully you would have noticed that the skin on his hands had a peculiar waxy yellow color, like tanned leather.

"Effective?" The lanky middle-aged man sneered, "The so-called effective means that tens of thousands of people are chased and hacked by hundreds of people?"

"Your Excellency, I think your requirements for Viscount Thierry are a bit harsh. Because whether it is those hundreds of people or those tens of thousands of people, they are our enemies in essence. So no matter who kills whom, I think , This is all the success of Viscount Thierry. We cannot rely on revolution or riots to take back Paris, after all, we cannot accept a kingdom where parliament decides everything." The man named Philip replied.

Philip's answer was not particularly polite, but his firm political attitude and judgment on the enemy and the enemy were very in line with the earl's wishes, so he was not angry, and nodded in agreement: "Philip, what do you say? That's right, my request to Viscount Thierry may indeed be too harsh. If his news is true, then the day we return to Paris may not be far away..."

This man is the Count of Artois in exile, the beheaded King Louis XVI, and the younger brother of the self-proclaimed French King Louis XVIII. In the original history, after the restoration of the Bourbon dynasty, he also served as king for a period of time, known as "Charles X". Of all the royalists, he was also the most conservative and stubborn.

"Your Excellency, at this moment, I think whether the news is true or not, we should treat it as true." Philip said again.

"Mr. Treville, what do you mean?" A person next to Earl Avatou asked. At the same time, Earl Avato also turned his suspicious eyes to him.

"Gentlemen, we just got the news that the British-Prussian coalition forces were frustrated in Verdun." Philippe de Treville looked around the crowd while talking, and they all nodded.

"And our friends in the British army and the Prussian army also told us that both the British and the Prussians have the idea of ​​​​temporarily withdrawing their troops. The reliability of this news is beyond doubt, and you all know this." Philip De Treville continued, "They retreat temporarily, what will happen? Have you thought about it, gentlemen?"

Everyone is silent.

"Soon, the great army of General Napoleon Bonaparte will reach Paris. If neither the English nor the Prussians can take Verdun when this army does not arrive, they will not be able to take it once it arrives." The capture of Verdun, the possibility of the capture of Paris. What will happen next, gentlemen?"

Everyone is still silent.

"There will be a decisive battle, and the best outcome of this decisive battle is that both sides lose the ability to continue to attack. So everyone talks together, the rebels sell the Irish and Poles, and the British and Prussians sell us, so 'peace' is reached ; or another brilliant victory for General Napoleon Bonaparte... Gentlemen, how much difference does this result make for us? Isn't it all our failure?"

At this point, Philippe de Treville paused for everyone to understand in detail, and then continued: "So, for us, no matter what, we have to promote the Allied Forces' attack on Verdun. Offensive, we can only win if we take down Verdun and Paris. Any other ending is a bitter drink for us, isn't it?

So this news, whether it is true or not, is good news that can push the British and Prussians to continue their offensive. If it is true, we will be the biggest winners, even if it is false, it is a trap, and it is not us or even our most reliable allies who pay the price. So, gentlemen, I don't understand, we're not English or Prussians, why should we hesitate whether the news is true or not? "

"Clap, clap..." Earl Avatu took the lead in applauding.