Make France Great Again

When Jerome Bonaparte once again received Augusta's letter from Paris, he was determined to continue his show work without interfering with the military deployment of the General Staff of the Expeditionary Force.

But occasionally he would put forward some of his own ideas, such as: setting up a railway track near the port of Kamish and Sevastopol to make transportation on both sides more convenient; sending naval troops to bombard the Odessa area; Abolish the serfdom system in Crimea; the army will also establish its own internal newspaper for circulation by soldiers...

In order to make its boss look better, the General Staff modified a small part of Jérôme Bonaparte's plan to a certain extent and then implemented it.

The small railway from Kamish Port to Sevastopol was officially included in the plans of the General Staff.

The serfs in the Sevastopol area were also abolished by France as liberators. Some Slavic people cheered, while other Slavic people were confused.

In this way, Jérôme Bonaparte and the General Staff each performed their duties, and the entire General Staff did not fall into command-level chaos because of Jérôme Bonaparte's arrival.

The three countries of Britain, Turkey and Sahara also breathed a sigh of relief after discovering that the French General Staff was still building fortifications and reviewing troops in an orderly manner.

The entire coalition force is still moving forward according to the original plan.

However, the Russian Imperial Army in the fortress beside the Perekop Strait, more than 100 kilometers away from Sevastopol, is not as comfortable as the coalition forces. The Russian Imperial Army, who has served as the commander-in-chief of the Russian Imperial Front for nearly three months, Gorchakov was sitting on a chair looking at the list of supplies in his hand with a sad face.

Standing opposite was the bureaucrat in charge of escort logistics in the capital of Odessa. At this time, the Odessa bureaucrat also had a look of impatience on his face. He clearly did not belong to the Russian Imperial Army, but he wanted to be like He was forced to stand like a soldier, which was simply an insult to him.

Time passed minute by minute, and the long wait finally made the Odessa bureaucrat lose his patience. He, who was affiliated with the capital of Odessa, showed no fear to the Commander-in-Chief of the Crimean Front Gorchakov. Said: "Your Excellency Commander Gorchakov, can you please sign the list quickly! I will take these things back to Odessa to resume my life!"

"Sign?" The veins on Commander Gorchakov's forehead suddenly popped up. He gritted his teeth and yelled at the bureaucrats in front of him: "The materials and personnel you provided are not even half of what I asked for! Tell me. , how do you want me to sign!"

"Your Excellency, Commander, as for the supplies you are holding, we in Odessa have already dug out the supplies from our teeth to teach you! It is not easy for us in Odessa! Please be a little considerate of us. Just wait! You can't let us hand over our rations to you!" The Odessa bureaucracy, knowing that it was wrong, weakened slightly and lowered its figure to argue with Gorchakov.

"I understand you?" Gorchakov snorted coldly, sneered at the bureaucrats in front of him and cursed: "I understand you, who will understand me! My army is about to go to the front line, look at this paragraph of yours How much food has been transported in total during this time! I have 260,000 men, not 20,000! Who are you fooling with this food?

Your Odessa is the most important granary on the entire southern route, and you only provide this little food now! "

"Your Excellency, Commander, it is true that our Odessa is an important granary for the entire south, but we do not only supply your Crimean Front!" Odessa bureaucrats complained bitterly: "The Russian Empire in Bessarabia Province The army needs our supply, and the Russian army in the Caucasus also needs our supply..."

"Okay! I don't want to hear you say this. I just want to know one thing! Can you make up for the supplies you owe me next time?" Gorchakov waved to Odessa the bureaucrat asked.

"Your Excellency, Commander, this may be difficult!" The Odessa bureaucrat shook his head and replied to Gorchakov, and then added: "However, we will try our best..."

"What's the highest possibility!" Gorchakov slammed the table and asked loudly: "Seventy percent? Eighty percent? Or ninety percent!"

"We will do our best!" Odessa bureaucrats still said Tai Chi to Gorchakov.

"Take your list and get out of here!" Gorchakov threw the list out of his hand.

The unbound list spread out in the air and landed in every corner of the room.

The Odessa bureaucrats had no choice but to bend down and pick up all the lists scattered on the ground, and then simply sorted and summarized them.

After all the lists were collected, the Odessa bureaucrat bowed to Gorchakov again and said: "Your Excellency, Commander, since you are unwilling to sign your name on the list, I will not stop you, but I will report your behavior just now to my superior."

"You are threatening me!" Gorchakov stared at the Odessa bureaucrat in front of him with violent eyes, as if he was about to explode in the next second and order his men to shoot him.

"Your Majesty Commander, this is not a threat!" Odessa bureaucrats also responded without fear: "I am just discussing the matter!"

"Get out!" Gorchakov pointed at the door and yelled: "You are not welcome here!"

The Odessa bureaucrat did not speak. He bowed to Gorchakov again, then left the room, closing the door for Gorchakov.

After a while, Gorchakov, who became more and more angry as he thought about it, gritted his teeth and slammed his fist on the desk. He yelled: "These pigs! They are bastards... They think they are doing something wrong in the Odessa area." Without realizing it, I think they have put all the supplies for Bessarabia and the Caucasus into their own pockets! They have been greedy for all your majesty’s food. These damn traitors, I must use a rope to your majesty. Hang them all!"

The curses became louder and louder as Gorchakov's mood seemed to increase. However, these curses did not extinguish the fire in Gorchakov's heart. Instead, they made the anger in his heart more and more intense. Under the influence of anxiety, Gorchakov stood up and paced back and forth in the office, his body becoming sweaty with anger.

Gorchakov, unable to vent his anger, scanned the room with his eyes, hoping to find something he could use to vent his anger.

Soon, Gorchakov saw two wine glasses and an unopened bottle of wine placed on the windowsill near the wall next to his desk. Smashing the glasses/bottles was undoubtedly an excellent way to vent his anger. .

So, he quickly came to the window sill, stretched out his hand, took a wine glass in his hand, and raised it above his head.

Just when Gorchakov wanted to vent his inner anxiety by throwing a cup, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?" Gorchakov asked loudly and subconsciously.

"Your Excellency, Commander, it's me, Ivanov Gorchakov!!" The person who spoke was a staff officer under Gorchakov and also a distant nephew of Gorchakov.

Commander Gorchakov, who always remembered to remain gentle and elegant in front of his subordinates, could only suppress his inner anger, put the wine glass in his hand back to its original position, and then took a deep breath to calm his restless eyes. Finally, he sat back on the commander's seat and said to Staff Officer Ivanov outside the room: "Come in!"

The door opened slowly, and Ivanov Gorchakov entered the room. He first saluted Commander Gorchakov with a military salute, and then replied to Gorchakov: "Your Excellency, Commander , I have completely counted the number of non-combat casualties in the Russian Empire that you asked me to count in the past two weeks! Please accept it!"

After saying that, Ivanov Gorchakov strode to Commander Gorchakov and respectfully placed a document on Gorchakov's desk.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Gorchakov looked at Ivanov Gorchakov with a smile. He saw the sweat on Ivanov Gorchakov's forehead and dry lips, and pointed Pointing to the wine placed on the window sill, he said, "If you don't mind, you can open it and drink it!"

"Then I'm not welcome!" Ivanov Gorchakov's face showed joy. Due to the delay in the supply of supplies, Ivanov Gorchakov had not tasted wine for a long time. the taste of.

He quickly came to the window sill, unscrewed the bottle of wine, and then poured a glass of wine for himself and Commander Gorchakov.

Just when Ivanov Gorchakov was about to hold two glasses of wine in his hand, Gorchakov's indignant voice with a hint of surprise came to Ivanov Gorchakov In my husband's ear, "What is going on? Why have so many non-combat casualties in our army been lost in the past two weeks!"

It turns out that in the report given to Gorchakov by Ivanov Gorchakov, the number of non-combat attrition of the Russian Imperial Army in the past two weeks alone has soared to nearly 5,000, and the death toll is even more than 1,000. .

"Your Excellency, Commander, it is already August!" Ivanov Gorchakov turned his head and reminded: "August is a period of disease outbreaks, and our army now lacks medical supplies and medical care. Stations, many wounded had to be squeezed into one hospital bed, and cholera casualties have appeared in some medical stations!"

After saying that, go to Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com Ivanov Gorchakov drank all the wine in the glass.

"Cholera!" Gorchakov said with a solemn look on his face. He understood the damage cholera caused to the army, and if he didn't make it, the entire army would be lying down before setting off: "How is the cholera casualty doing now?"

"The cholera casualty has been admitted to the hospital by Dr. Nikolai Pirogor. He suggested that we separate cholera patients from ordinary patients!" Ivanov Gorchakov told Gorchako Commander Fu responded: "I agreed to his request!"

"Then what?" Commander Gorchakov asked Ivanov Gorchakov again.

"It will take a few days to see the effect!" Ivanov Gorchakov paused and asked: "Your Excellency, Commander, please forgive me, are you really planning to launch an attack in the near future?"

Please know the website address of this book: 123 Dubi mobile version reading:

"Click here to report an error" "Add bookmark"