Make France Great Again

After receiving the order from Jerome Bonaparte, Niel quickly returned to the General Staff Headquarters and issued the order to set off the army to the Alpine Front (also called the Italian Front) in the Lilion area through a telegram set up by the General Staff. .

After receiving the telegram from Chief of General Staff Niel, General Trochu, the commander of the Alpine Front, excitedly raised the telegram in his hand and said loudly to the chief of staff, division commander, and staff of the front at the headquarters, "The order of the chief of general staff is Our troops march towards the Kingdom of Sardinia!"

After hearing Trochu's order, everyone in the headquarters cheered loudly. In their view, the French army entering the Kingdom of Sardinia must be fighting a big war with the Austrian Empire, and they could join forces. The official has entered the ranks.

What they didn't know at this moment was that their march into the Kingdom of Sardinia this time was not for fighting at all. Their idea of ​​promotion and promotion had ceased to exist from the beginning.

Immediately afterwards, under the order of Trochu, the commander of the Alpine Front, nearly 60,000 troops of the Alpine Front began to gather.

It only took about a day for the various division, brigade and regiment headquarters surrounding Lyon to be completely assembled.

Just when Trochu was about to issue an order for the entire army to march to Savoy, Trochu's adjutant entered the military camp and reported a shocking news to Trochu.

"What did you say!" Trochu asked the adjutant with wide eyes, as if he did not hear clearly the content of the adjutant's report.

"Your Excellency, the Commander, His Majesty the Emperor and His Excellency the Chief of General Staff are now near the military train platform!" the adjutant said to Trochu again.

"Why don't you invite them all over!" Trochu stamped his feet and scolded the adjutant beside him, then stood up in a hurry and prepared to rush towards the military train platform.

"Commander, His Majesty and the Chief of General Staff insist on hanging around the military train station. No matter how hard you try to persuade them, you can't persuade them!" the adjutant said to Trochu with a hint of grievance.

Only then did Trochu realize that there was a warehouse of the Italian Front near the military train station. His Majesty and the Chief of General Staff had not gone to the warehouse to inspect it in person, right?

Thinking of this, Trochu quickly asked his adjutant, "Are your Majesty and the Chief of General Staff near the warehouse?"

The adjutant first shook his head, and then after thinking for a moment, he nodded and replied to Trochu, "Yes, your Majesty and the Chief of General Staff are heading towards the direction of the warehouse!"

"It seems that they are indeed going to the warehouse for inspection!" Trochu breathed a sigh of relief and murmured in a low voice.

Fortunately, when he served as the Italian Front Army, he did not commit suicide.

Otherwise, this wave will definitely be reprimanded.

If things go wrong, there is a possibility of being dismissed from office!

"Come with me quickly to greet you!" Trochu said to the adjutant beside him, and then walked quickly outside the military camp.

The adjutant also followed Trochu's footsteps out of the military camp, and then the two of them rode towards the military warehouse.

When Adjutant Troxford arrived near the military warehouse, there was already a group of soldiers guarding the vicinity of the military warehouse. Trochu and the adjutant quickly dismounted and slowly approached the direction of the soldiers.

When Adjutant Troschu approached the soldier, the soldier asked loudly, "Who!"

Only then did Trochu and his adjutant realize that the group of soldiers in front of them were not soldiers of the Italian Front, but soldiers of the Guards Division.

Trochu quickly responded to the soldiers, "I am Trochu, commander of the Italian Front, and this is my adjutant!"

The soldier glanced at the epaulettes of Trochu and the adjutant beside him. He quickly saluted Trochu and said, "Commander Trochu!"

"Can I go over?" Trochu asked the soldier.

The soldiers quickly cleared a path for Trochu, and Trochu and his adjutant were able to continue moving forward.

Soon, Trochu and his adjutant arrived at the warehouse. They saw a dark place in the warehouse. Among them were Jerome Bonaparte, Niel, and the staff and adjutants of the General Staff... At this time, Rom Bonaparte and others were walking towards the outside of the warehouse, while Trochu and the others were rushing towards the inside of the warehouse. The two groups happened to meet near the warehouse door.

The moment he saw Jérôme Bonaparte, Trochu's brain seemed to have suddenly short-circuited and he was unable to say a word for a long time.

It was not until the adjutant beside him carefully lifted Trochu with his feet that Trochu finally reacted and responded to Jérôme Bonaparte, "Your Majesty!"

"Trochu, what's wrong with you!" Jérôme Bonaparte said to Trochu with a smile, "I'm going to find you!

I didn’t expect you to come so soon! "

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for being a little late!" Trochu bowed and apologized to Jérôme Bonaparte.

"It's none of your business!" Jérôme Bonaparte shook his head and responded to Trochu, "It's my fault. I didn't inform you before setting off!

It's great that you can come here so quickly! "

Trochu lowered his head and remained silent, while Jérôme Bonaparte praised, "I just made a cursory check of your Italian Front's military warehouse, and it's very good!

The things in the warehouse are not the best, and it is worth learning from other fronts! "

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty!" Trochu replied humbly to Jérôme Bonaparte.

Before Trochu could be happy for a while, Jérôme Bonaparte changed the subject and continued, "However, the classification of the entire warehouse is really bad!

It would be better if you could break down the categories! "

"Your Majesty, I will make arrangements right away!" Trochu said hurriedly to Jérôme Bonaparte.

"There is no need to arrange it now!" Jérôme Bonaparte raised his hand to stop him, "You have more important things to do now. The warehouse classification can be put aside appropriately!"

"Yes!" Trochu nodded and said to Jérôme Bonaparte.

After explaining the details, Jérôme Bonaparte gave Trochu the order to go to the Italian Front headquarters.

Under the leadership of Trochu, Jerome Bonaparte and others arrived at the Italian (Alpine) Front headquarters.

Later, Trochu introduced everyone in the headquarters to Jérôme Bonaparte.

Jérôme Bonaparte shook hands with each member of the front in turn, politely asking them their names, families, and if they needed help in any way.

Everyone's unified answer to Jérôme Bonaparte was that they did not need help, as long as they could serve His Majesty the Emperor.

Jérôme Bonaparte also smiled and encouraged them.

After briefly getting to know all the mid-level and senior generals of the Italian Front, Jérôme Bonaparte turned to Trochu and asked, "When will the troops set off!"

"Your Majesty, the troops can set off at any time!" Trochu puffed up his chest and replied to Jérôme Bonaparte.

"Then let's set off now!" Jerome Bonaparte said calmly.

Trochu was stunned for a moment, and then replied to Jérôme Bonaparte sonorously, "Yes!"

The troops quickly regrouped and set off. After more than eight hours of marching, the leading troops arrived near the border between France and the Kingdom of Sardinia.

At this moment, the sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun spread the last ray of sunlight into the sky, dyeing the originally blue and translucent sky completely red. Under this fiery red, the troops stationed on the border of Sardinia saw a field in the distance. The black spots were rushing towards them like locusts.

The border soldier quickly took out his monocular and looked into the distance. Through the telescope, he saw the French Empire's vanguard troops approaching the defense area where they were stationed in an orderly manner.

Seeing this scene, the border soldiers quickly put down their monoculars and reported the news to the major stationed in the border area. As the highest officer on the Sardinian border, the major certainly knew the purpose of the French Empire.

So, the major quickly put on his clothes neatly and said to the soldiers beside him, "Quick! Go and move the fence away!"

The soldiers were stunned for a while, a little at a loss.

"The French army is here to help us resist the Austrian Empire!" the officer of the Kingdom of Sardinia responded to the soldiers.

"Understood!" The soldier hurriedly saluted Jérôme Bonaparte, then walked out of the major's room and arrived at the border again. "Remove all the roadblocks!"

The surrounding soldiers also showed confusion. The soldier quickly replied, "The French army is here to help us resist Austria!"

After hearing this, the soldier hurriedly began to clear the roadblock, and the roadblock was quickly cleared.

After a while, the major also arrived with a military band. He quickly gave the order to the surrounding soldiers, "Everyone is here, stand at attention and welcome!"

The soldiers quickly lined up and stood on both sides of the road. When the French army arrived, the officer quickly ordered the military band to start playing music.

The passionate "Departure Song" was played, and to the tune of the "National Anthem" of the Second Empire (actually the Second Empire did not have an official national anthem), the French vanguard troops quickly surrounded them, "Mr. Major, please put down your arms." !”

The major looked at the "friendly forces" in front of him in confusion. He asked in a panic, "Is there a mistake? You are here to help us!"

The French vanguard troops shook their heads and responded to the major, "We were not mistaken. The order we received was indeed to disarm all your troops, so give up resistance!"

In this way, the major in the border area was completely disarmed.

Then all officers in the border areas were disarmed and imprisoned by the French army.

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, the vanguard arrived at Chambery. Camilo Varney, a senior official in the Savoyard Province, did not know that the border troops had been captured. They also led their provincial government officials to negotiate with Chambery. Members of the National Guard went to greet him.

This time, the French army did not capture them, but told Camillo Varney that the French Emperor would be arriving soon.