Fox of France

The curse can't solve any problems, the most important thing now is to quickly control the army. At this time, the bell of the assembled soldiers came from outside. Dumouriez straightened his military cap, raised his command knife, and said to the Duke of Chartres, "His Royal Highness, would you like to go with me to address the soldiers?"

The Duke of Chartres was slightly hesitant. What happened just now made him a little scared. Du Mourier looked at the pale face of the Duke of Chartres, sighed, and no longer asked the Duke of Chartres to go with him to face the soldiers - if he is seen by the soldiers now, he will only be angry. to the reaction.

The Duke of Chartres had a lot of military exploits in the previous battle reports, but many of these military exploits were actually assigned to him by Dumouriez.

"His Royal Highness, you just need to lead people to watch over these officers who refuse to do anything else... don't make any more trouble." Dimouriez led the officers who signed walked out.

"At least, with so many officers under my control. I still have a great advantage." Dumouriez thought.

Soldiers have gathered in front of the playground. Dumouriez stepped onto the reviewing stand and addressed them. In his speech, he first accused the National Assembly and the government of not providing enough military pay, and then he talked about the extreme corruption of the National Assembly and the brutality of the Paris Commune. The only system of peace and tranquility for all is a constitutional monarchy based on the 1791 Constitution. Therefore, he plans to take everyone back to Paris to rebuild a stable, peaceful French kingdom that allows everyone to live a good life.

Dumouriez had prepared this speech for a long time. He felt that this speech should be able to impress those soldiers. With his prestige and such a wonderful speech, those soldiers still have to follow him to fight the world?

However, this speech did not achieve the desired effect. The soldiers did not cheer him. On the contrary, most of the soldiers were at a loss.

Dumouriez sighed, and was about to say something more, when he suddenly heard a voice shouting: "Soldiers, brothers, have you forgotten why we left our lovely hometown and came here Fighting the Austrians, the Prussians, and all sorts of traitors to the Fatherland?"

Amidst the yelling, a man jumped onto a cannon placed next to the playground. He waved to everyone, and then said loudly: "We still remember how Brunswick threatened us back then. They Said, as long as we dare to be slaves to Louis XVI dishonestly, they will kill Paris, completely destroy Paris, and kill all the people of Paris-that is our parents, brothers, wives and children! We are not for other people It is not for pay, not for great feats, and not for General Dumouriez. The reason why we stand here and why we wear military uniforms-tell me, brothers, what is this for?"

"To defend Paris!"

"For our family!"

"For my little Pierre, little Franz!"

The soldiers shouted.

Dumouriez's face was livid, and he knew that things were completely out of control, especially when the damn guy said the name "Brunswick".

"Damn Brunswick! Damn Joseph Bonaparte!" Dimouriez cursed in his heart, then he turned his head and asked the captain of the guard next to him: "Hankerson, are you sure you can hit him? ?”

"General, it's too far. It's almost impossible to hit at this distance." Lieutenant Hankerson replied, "Unless you use a rifled shotgun. And, I don't think this is a good occasion to shoot."

Dimouriez knew what Hankerson meant. If he fired at this time, the entire army might immediately counterattack. It was too dangerous. But admit defeat like this? no way!

"Soldiers, the Duke of Brunswick has retracted his remarks, as long as we can restore the Kingdom of France..." Dimouriez still wants to work harder, maybe he can impress the soldiers? It's like licking a dog who is doomed to have nothing, but it is always prone to such things as "she smiled at me", "she may like me", "as long as I try harder to lick me, I will be able to... become a father" and so on. After all, life is always and must be full of all kinds of illusions, otherwise, how can those poor people live?

However, just like all licking dogs, those words that can move me can't move the goddess at all. On the contrary, Joseph on the opposite side smiled and said loudly to everyone: "Do you still remember what our general said to us in Remap? Either in Remap, he was lying; or now, he is in Lying! Would you believe a liar?

Do you remember, at Gemappes, our general said that we should follow him in the charge against the enemies of France? "

"Remember!"

"Remember!"

There was a roar of laughter below.

"Then everyone still remember, when we risked the Austrian bullets and rushed to their position, the general who declared that he would lead us to charge was in front of us?"

"Do not!"

"No!"

"Ahead of us, with the flag is Napoleon!"

"It is Brother Bonaparte who leads us to charge!"

The soldiers shouted one after another.

"Then, tell me, my brothers, do you want to believe in the brother who holds the flag, wields the saber, and braves the enemy's artillery to charge with you, and goes through life and death together; A general who is not full?"

"We believe in you, Brother Joseph!"

"Of course I believe you!"

"I believe you!"

The shouts of the soldiers rang out.

Although the situation was quite desperate, Dimouriez still didn't give up, and wanted to say something, like a spare tire, rushed into the sacred church, trying hard to restore the goddess he thought he liked him. But his guard captain Hankerson said to him: "General, we must leave immediately, look over there!"

Dumouriez looked over there, and saw a group of cavalry in red, surrounded by several people dressed as civilians on horseback, coming towards this side...

Di Mourier knew that this was the special commissioner rescued by the Red Army. If Joseph could only impress everyone with the fear of the threat from Brunswick, the correspondent from Paris was obviously more orthodox.

"The general trend is over!" Dumouriez sighed, even though he was reluctant to part with it, the goddess had already put on a white wedding dress, the rich and handsome men had already held her hand, and brought her to the altar, and the two began to exchange rings And some sort of digestive enzyme, what else could he hope for. So he could only take a last, nostalgic look at the army that once belonged to him, and then said to the people around him: "Let's go!"

A group of people got off the reviewing stand, got on their horses, and rushed towards the headquarters.

Seeing that Dumouriez had left, Joseph let out a long breath, and then became angry again: "Damn Napoleon, why hasn't he come yet!"

Dumouriez rushed all the way back to the headquarters, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the Duke of Chartres greeted him with a face full of apprehension: "General, the situation..."

"The situation is out of control. We must leave immediately and go to Austria." Dimouriez did not stop, but said as he walked.

"Oh... ah... how come..." The Duke of Chartres was stunned for a moment.

"His Royal Highness, tell your people to prepare quickly, don't bring anything, we will leave immediately. Otherwise, it will be too late!"

"Okay..." The Duke of Chartres jumped up as if he had suddenly woken up.

"Bring those officers!" said Dumouriez—he wanted to surrender to Austria, and he also needed a certificate of surrender. If an army loses so many officers, it will be almost impossible to fight. For Austria, his gift should not be light.

Soon, Dumouriez's German mercenary cavalry and the Duke of Chartres' Zouaves were in action. They took the officers, whether they had signed up for the monarchy or not, and ran in the direction of the Austrian army. Until they met a group of cavalry in red led by a dwarf on the road.

"It's Napoleon Bonaparte and his Red Army cavalry!" The mercenaries all slowed down their horses, and even stopped at a distance from Napoleon-Napoleon is the best at a certain place that everyone didn't notice. He hid a few cannons secretly in the place where he had been, a trick he had done so well in Valmy and in his two recent retreats after two defeats that everyone couldn't help but look at him when they saw him. Look around to see where the cannon might be hidden.

Seeing that the cavalry had stopped, Napoleon said to Boronville who was riding beside him: "Look, sir, we stopped the traitor."

Dimouriez also didn't know where Napoleon hid the cannons, and he also didn't dare to charge up directly - it was very enjoyable to see Napoleon ambushing others with cannons before, but now it was his turn to be ambushed by Napoleon with cannons , that is simply fatal!

"General, what should we do? I don't think there are many of them, why don't we rush over?" the Duke of Chartres asked.

"No, that's Napoleon. That guy has a bad stomach, so if he rushes straight up, he will definitely suffer a lot." Dumouriez shook his head.

"Then what should we do?" It's not that the Duke of Chartres didn't know that this dwarf was bad, but he couldn't do anything for a while.

"Talk to him, we have hostages, those officers are our hostages," Dumouriez said.

"Who's going to tell?"

"Let Hankison go."

So Hankison came on his horse alone. He dismounted from the horse far away, raised his hands high, and signaled that he was unarmed and posed no threat. Then walked over slowly.

"What did the traitor Dumouriez ask you to come here?" Boronville asked through gritted teeth.

"The general asked me to tell you that he has hostages in his hands. Most of the middle and low-level officers in the army are under our control. He wants you to make a way. If you are willing to make way, we will give you half of the officers. "

"You're dreaming! You and your damn traitor general have only one way to go, and that is to rot while hanging on the lamppost!" Bolongville cursed through gritted teeth.

"Unless all the officers are left behind, I can't let you go." Napoleon said.

"No, if we..." Hankerson said.

"I have a proposal. You hand over the Duke of Chartres to us, return half of the officers to us, and we let you go. Then we release the remaining hostages on both sides at the same time. If you can't decide, go back and talk to Di Let's discuss it after Mouriez." Napoleon said.

After hearing this, Hankison turned and went back.

"Major Bonaparte, how can you..." Boronville said.

"Mr. Boronville, if the army loses so many officers at once, it will not be able to have combat effectiveness in a short time. And between the Austrians and Paris, there is no other army except us. We must think about the safety of Paris. .”