Chapter 492: special diplomatic action
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On the third day after the siege of the Silistra fortress, the Bashpozuk cavalry under the order of Major General Conrobel set out from the Silistra fortress early in the morning.
After a day-long galloping horses, they finally arrived at the coalition headquarters in Varna area at 5 pm that day.
"What? The Silistra Fortress has been cleared? The Russian Empire has retreated to the north bank of the Danube River?" Commander Raglan, who received the news from the Silistra Fortress, said in a questioning tone.
Commander Raglan couldn't understand why the Russian Imperial Army had to retreat. The Russian Imperial Army in the words of Bashpozuk's cavalry and the Russian Imperial Army in his impression that conquered Paris had no match at all.
It is clear that the number of troops of the Russian Empire has crushed the Silistra fortress and the troops they sent to support, why did they have to withdraw in a hurry.
Although the Bashpozuk cavalry standing in front of Commander Raglan could not understand Commander Raglan's words, he speculated from Commander Raglan's expression that the commander in front of him probably questioned the accuracy of his intelligence.
"I can assure God that the Russian Empire has really withdrawn to the North Shore! (Algerian the Bashpozuk cavalry defended anxiously.
"What is he talking about?" Commander Raglan asked, turning his attention to Marshal St. Arno and Brigadier General Trox.
In this camp, apart from the translators, only Marshal St. Arno and Trox, who had been in North Africa for a long time, could understand.
"Let the translators do it!" Marshal Saint Arnault responded to Commander Raglan with a smile.
Then, turning his back to Commander Raglan, he looked at the Near East region on the desk, and gestured back and forth on the map with his hands.
"Translate, translate!" Commander Raglan turned to the translator beside him.
The translator translated the words of the Bashpozuk cavalry to Commander Raglan, and then expressed his subjective feelings to Raglan: "Commander, I don't think he is lying!"
"Okay! I see!" Commander Raglan nodded, and then ordered the translator and the Bashpozuk cavalry to leave.
After the Bashpozuk cavalry and the interpreter left, Commander Raglan came to St. Arno and looked at the Near East with a complicated expression: "I didn't expect the Russian Imperial Army to retreat like this! If Suwo If General Love sees their descendants become what they are now, I am afraid that they will climb out of the grave in anger."
"I think this is the norm in Russia!" Marshal St. Arnault said gloatingly: "I think the army of the Russian Empire retreated all the way to Moscow. Compared with their predecessors, Paskevich is still there. In someone else's territory!"
For Marshal Saint Arnault's generation of Parisians, the damage brought by the Russian Empire is nothing short of a nightmare. If possible, Marshal St. Arno would like to dismember the Russian Empire into pieces.
Naturally, he himself could not understand Commander Raglan's complicated feelings for the Russian Empire.
"Okay!" Commander Raglan shrugged, he understood that the two sides' emotions towards the Russian Empire belonged to two extremes, so he didn't want to make trouble with Marshal St. Arnault on this issue: "Since We have conquered the Russian Empire... ugh! I mean they at least retreated, so why don't we take this opportunity to preach to our respective governments! This also leaves room for our governments to maneuver around diplomatically!"
"What do you mean..." Saint Arnolu asked with a thoughtful expression.
"We can use the retreat of the Russian Empire this time as a bargaining chip, a bargaining chip for forcing certain countries to join us!" Commander Raglan said covertly, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Some countries want It's just a pipe dream to make money while not willing to join the war against Russia..."
Marshal St. Arno immediately realized that the "certain countries" that Commander Raglan referred to were none other than the Austrian Empire.
In the recent period, the Austrian Empire, the central European leader, has been extremely active.
While calling on the Near East to maintain peaceful and stable development on international occasions, they quietly contacted the German region to maintain armed neutrality, hinting to Britain and France the future ownership of the Principality of the Danube.
It's really out of the limelight.
Commander Raglan felt it necessary to publicize the victory so that the Austrian Empire would know who they should stand with.
"If we overly persecute the Austrian Empire, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not join the Russian Empire!" St. Arnault raised his concerns.
After all, if the diplomatic method of extreme pressure is used well, it can achieve its goals with half the effort, but if it is not used properly, it will turn into an unprecedented military disaster.
"Persecution?" Commander Raglan showed a wily smile. He shook his head and responded to Marshal Saint Arno, "No no no! We don't need to persecute them. Since they are willing to act as peace messengers, then we Let their wishes be fulfilled. As long as the Russian Empire is willing to withdraw from the Danube Principality and dismantle its military bases in the Black Sea, then we promise peace.”
Commander Raglan's conditions made Marshal Saint Arnaud gasp.
If the Russian Empire really wants to do according to the conditions given by Commander Raglan, then the Russian Empire is equivalent to losing all the achievements after Nicholas I succeeded to the throne.
Nicholas I's own throne, and even his life, will be threatened.
A tsar who could not lead Russia to victory had one and only death.
"If I were the Tsar, I would never agree to your terms!" Marshal Saint Arno responded to Commander Raglan.
"If they don't agree, it's not because we are unwilling to maintain peace in Europe! The war will start again!" Commander Raglan spread his hands and pretended to sigh for the failure of European peace: "At that time, We only need to recognize some of the rights of the Austrian Empire and promise to ensure the security of the Austrian Empire! Naturally, they will be willing to stand on our side!"
After listening to Commander Raglan's words, Marshal Saint Arno began to admire him secretly.
Whether Raglan's plan fails or succeeds, the pressure to bear will not lie on the side of Britain and France, but on the Austrian Empire.
As long as the Austrian Empire was unwilling to accept the fact that the Russian Empire occupied the Danube Principality, they would definitely choose to mediate.
The result of the mediation of the Austrian Empire will inevitably tend to the British and French side.
However, once the Austrian Empire has the possibility of favoring Britain and France, the Russian Empire will inevitably be angry.
After all, the Russian Empire brought its own dry food to help the Austrian Empire suppress Hungary, and by the way gave the Austrian Empire several million rubles.
Now when Russia needs the support of the Austrian Empire, Austria is on the side of Britain and France.
"This is simply a blatant betrayal!" Marshal Saint Arnault said in a strange tone.
"Betrayal? How can it be called a betrayal for the benefit of the Austrian Empire!" Commander Raglan said in a stern manner: "If you want to blame it, you can only blame it. The Russian Empire is too naive!"
Marshal St. Arnault nodded noncommittally. From the current situation, it was really a wrong choice for the Russian Empire to rescue the Austrian Empire.
Marshal Saint Arnault and Commander Raglan smiled at each other. After a friendly exchange of opinions, Commander Raglan left the camp, while Marshal Saint Arnault still stood there watching the map.
After a while, Brigadier General Trosch, who was the adjutant of the marshal, came to the tent once again and reported to Marshal Saint Arnault the news before the arrival of the second and third division commanders in the tent.
"Let them come in!" Marshal Saint Arnault said to Brigadier General Trox.
Brigadier General Trosch walked out of the tent and invited Generals Bosquet and Pelissier into the tent.
"Marshal!" Both Bosquet and Pelissier saluted Marshal Saint Arnault with their backs to them at the same time.
Marshal Saint Arnault turned to Bosquet and Pelissier and said, "Sit down!"
The three sat on three chairs made of wood, and Marshal Saint Arnault asked, "You two, why are you rushing to see me?"
After Bosquet and Pelissier glanced at each other, Obosquet asked tentatively: "Marshal, I heard that Conrobel won a beautiful victory at the Silistra Fortress! Is this true?"
"That's right! Major General Conrobel did win the Russian Empire near the Silistra fortress!" Marshal Saint Arno smiled and said to Bosquet, "What? What do you want to say?"
"That's it!" Bosque respectfully asked Marshal St. Arno: "We want to ask, when will the plan to attack the Sevastopol fortress start? My men can't wait to do it. one!"
"Yeah!" Pelissier also chimed in: "The **** under my command have long wanted to teach a lesson, hateful Slavs, in return for the harm they caused us in Paris!"
Marshal Saint Arnault didn't want to believe a word of what Bosquet and Pelissier said.
In the final analysis, they just saw that Conrobel had battles to fight and officials to be promoted, thus creating a mentality of comparison.
"Don't worry! You are indispensable in the war!" Saint Arnault said to Bosquet and Pelissier with a stern face: "However, you two must assure me that you will restrain the discipline of your subordinates recently! During this time, I have received many complaints from residents near Varna! They said that the French soldiers would only do things like stealing chickens and dogs all day long, so how can we still do enough here!”
St. Arnault's criticism made Bosquet and Pelissier smile embarrassedly.
To be honest, the French army was already a relatively good one in the 19th century, and at best, it flirted with married women when passing by, and tavern fights and other trivial things.
Wherever the British army and the Sardinian army next door went to the mosque to catch the little girl's bad behavior.
In the end, the little girl was released, and the soldier who committed the crime was punished without pain.
"Definitely! Definitely!" Bosquet and Pelissier assured Marshal Saint Arnault.
"Okay! Go back first! I'll tell you when the troops leave!" Marshal Saint Arno waved his hand and said to the two of them as if driving flies away.
After Bosquet and Pelissier left, Marshal Saint Arnault frowned ~www.novelhall.com~ and put his hand on his abdomen.
After a while, Marshal Saint Arnault's expression became extremely painful, his face became pale, and hot sweat flowed down his forehead.
"God! Please give me a little more time!" Saint Arno whispered to God, he didn't want to fall down at this time.
After a while, the pain gradually disappeared, and Marshal Saint Arnault's expression gradually returned to its original state.
After simply arranging his clothes, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted out the door again.
Brigadier General Trosch entered the tent, and Marshal St. Arnault gave him an order: "Immediately communicate the war of the withdrawal of the Russian Empire to Paris! Remember to act fast!"
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On the third day after the siege of the Silistra fortress, the Bashpozuk cavalry under the order of Major General Conrobel set out from the Silistra fortress early in the morning.
After a day-long galloping horses, they finally arrived at the coalition headquarters in Varna area at 5 pm that day.
"What? The Silistra Fortress has been cleared? The Russian Empire has retreated to the north bank of the Danube River?" Commander Raglan, who received the news from the Silistra Fortress, said in a questioning tone.
Commander Raglan couldn't understand why the Russian Imperial Army had to retreat. The Russian Imperial Army in the words of Bashpozuk's cavalry and the Russian Imperial Army in his impression that conquered Paris had no match at all.
It is clear that the number of troops of the Russian Empire has crushed the Silistra fortress and the troops they sent to support, why did they have to withdraw in a hurry.
Although the Bashpozuk cavalry standing in front of Commander Raglan could not understand Commander Raglan's words, he speculated from Commander Raglan's expression that the commander in front of him probably questioned the accuracy of his intelligence.
"I can assure God that the Russian Empire has really withdrawn to the North Shore! (Algerian the Bashpozuk cavalry defended anxiously.
"What is he talking about?" Commander Raglan asked, turning his attention to Marshal St. Arno and Brigadier General Trox.
In this camp, apart from the translators, only Marshal St. Arno and Trox, who had been in North Africa for a long time, could understand.
"Let the translators do it!" Marshal Saint Arnault responded to Commander Raglan with a smile.
Then, turning his back to Commander Raglan, he looked at the Near East region on the desk, and gestured back and forth on the map with his hands.
"Translate, translate!" Commander Raglan turned to the translator beside him.
The translator translated the words of the Bashpozuk cavalry to Commander Raglan, and then expressed his subjective feelings to Raglan: "Commander, I don't think he is lying!"
"Okay! I see!" Commander Raglan nodded, and then ordered the translator and the Bashpozuk cavalry to leave.
After the Bashpozuk cavalry and the interpreter left, Commander Raglan came to St. Arno and looked at the Near East with a complicated expression: "I didn't expect the Russian Imperial Army to retreat like this! If Suwo If General Love sees their descendants become what they are now, I am afraid that they will climb out of the grave in anger."
"I think this is the norm in Russia!" Marshal St. Arnault said gloatingly: "I think the army of the Russian Empire retreated all the way to Moscow. Compared with their predecessors, Paskevich is still there. In someone else's territory!"
For Marshal Saint Arnault's generation of Parisians, the damage brought by the Russian Empire is nothing short of a nightmare. If possible, Marshal St. Arno would like to dismember the Russian Empire into pieces.
Naturally, he himself could not understand Commander Raglan's complicated feelings for the Russian Empire.
"Okay!" Commander Raglan shrugged, he understood that the two sides' emotions towards the Russian Empire belonged to two extremes, so he didn't want to make trouble with Marshal St. Arnault on this issue: "Since We have conquered the Russian Empire... ugh! I mean they at least retreated, so why don't we take this opportunity to preach to our respective governments! This also leaves room for our governments to maneuver around diplomatically!"
"What do you mean..." Saint Arnolu asked with a thoughtful expression.
"We can use the retreat of the Russian Empire this time as a bargaining chip, a bargaining chip for forcing certain countries to join us!" Commander Raglan said covertly, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Some countries want It's just a pipe dream to make money while not willing to join the war against Russia..."
Marshal St. Arno immediately realized that the "certain countries" that Commander Raglan referred to were none other than the Austrian Empire.
In the recent period, the Austrian Empire, the central European leader, has been extremely active.
While calling on the Near East to maintain peaceful and stable development on international occasions, they quietly contacted the German region to maintain armed neutrality, hinting to Britain and France the future ownership of the Principality of the Danube.
It's really out of the limelight.
Commander Raglan felt it necessary to publicize the victory so that the Austrian Empire would know who they should stand with.
"If we overly persecute the Austrian Empire, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not join the Russian Empire!" St. Arnault raised his concerns.
After all, if the diplomatic method of extreme pressure is used well, it can achieve its goals with half the effort, but if it is not used properly, it will turn into an unprecedented military disaster.
"Persecution?" Commander Raglan showed a wily smile. He shook his head and responded to Marshal Saint Arno, "No no no! We don't need to persecute them. Since they are willing to act as peace messengers, then we Let their wishes be fulfilled. As long as the Russian Empire is willing to withdraw from the Danube Principality and dismantle its military bases in the Black Sea, then we promise peace.”
Commander Raglan's conditions made Marshal Saint Arnaud gasp.
If the Russian Empire really wants to do according to the conditions given by Commander Raglan, then the Russian Empire is equivalent to losing all the achievements after Nicholas I succeeded to the throne.
Nicholas I's own throne, and even his life, will be threatened.
A tsar who could not lead Russia to victory had one and only death.
"If I were the Tsar, I would never agree to your terms!" Marshal Saint Arno responded to Commander Raglan.
"If they don't agree, it's not because we are unwilling to maintain peace in Europe! The war will start again!" Commander Raglan spread his hands and pretended to sigh for the failure of European peace: "At that time, We only need to recognize some of the rights of the Austrian Empire and promise to ensure the security of the Austrian Empire! Naturally, they will be willing to stand on our side!"
After listening to Commander Raglan's words, Marshal Saint Arno began to admire him secretly.
Whether Raglan's plan fails or succeeds, the pressure to bear will not lie on the side of Britain and France, but on the Austrian Empire.
As long as the Austrian Empire was unwilling to accept the fact that the Russian Empire occupied the Danube Principality, they would definitely choose to mediate.
The result of the mediation of the Austrian Empire will inevitably tend to the British and French side.
However, once the Austrian Empire has the possibility of favoring Britain and France, the Russian Empire will inevitably be angry.
After all, the Russian Empire brought its own dry food to help the Austrian Empire suppress Hungary, and by the way gave the Austrian Empire several million rubles.
Now when Russia needs the support of the Austrian Empire, Austria is on the side of Britain and France.
"This is simply a blatant betrayal!" Marshal Saint Arnault said in a strange tone.
"Betrayal? How can it be called a betrayal for the benefit of the Austrian Empire!" Commander Raglan said in a stern manner: "If you want to blame it, you can only blame it. The Russian Empire is too naive!"
Marshal St. Arnault nodded noncommittally. From the current situation, it was really a wrong choice for the Russian Empire to rescue the Austrian Empire.
Marshal Saint Arnault and Commander Raglan smiled at each other. After a friendly exchange of opinions, Commander Raglan left the camp, while Marshal Saint Arnault still stood there watching the map.
After a while, Brigadier General Trosch, who was the adjutant of the marshal, came to the tent once again and reported to Marshal Saint Arnault the news before the arrival of the second and third division commanders in the tent.
"Let them come in!" Marshal Saint Arnault said to Brigadier General Trox.
Brigadier General Trosch walked out of the tent and invited Generals Bosquet and Pelissier into the tent.
"Marshal!" Both Bosquet and Pelissier saluted Marshal Saint Arnault with their backs to them at the same time.
Marshal Saint Arnault turned to Bosquet and Pelissier and said, "Sit down!"
The three sat on three chairs made of wood, and Marshal Saint Arnault asked, "You two, why are you rushing to see me?"
After Bosquet and Pelissier glanced at each other, Obosquet asked tentatively: "Marshal, I heard that Conrobel won a beautiful victory at the Silistra Fortress! Is this true?"
"That's right! Major General Conrobel did win the Russian Empire near the Silistra fortress!" Marshal Saint Arno smiled and said to Bosquet, "What? What do you want to say?"
"That's it!" Bosque respectfully asked Marshal St. Arno: "We want to ask, when will the plan to attack the Sevastopol fortress start? My men can't wait to do it. one!"
"Yeah!" Pelissier also chimed in: "The **** under my command have long wanted to teach a lesson, hateful Slavs, in return for the harm they caused us in Paris!"
Marshal Saint Arnault didn't want to believe a word of what Bosquet and Pelissier said.
In the final analysis, they just saw that Conrobel had battles to fight and officials to be promoted, thus creating a mentality of comparison.
"Don't worry! You are indispensable in the war!" Saint Arnault said to Bosquet and Pelissier with a stern face: "However, you two must assure me that you will restrain the discipline of your subordinates recently! During this time, I have received many complaints from residents near Varna! They said that the French soldiers would only do things like stealing chickens and dogs all day long, so how can we still do enough here!”
St. Arnault's criticism made Bosquet and Pelissier smile embarrassedly.
To be honest, the French army was already a relatively good one in the 19th century, and at best, it flirted with married women when passing by, and tavern fights and other trivial things.
Wherever the British army and the Sardinian army next door went to the mosque to catch the little girl's bad behavior.
In the end, the little girl was released, and the soldier who committed the crime was punished without pain.
"Definitely! Definitely!" Bosquet and Pelissier assured Marshal Saint Arnault.
"Okay! Go back first! I'll tell you when the troops leave!" Marshal Saint Arno waved his hand and said to the two of them as if driving flies away.
After Bosquet and Pelissier left, Marshal Saint Arnault frowned ~www.novelhall.com~ and put his hand on his abdomen.
After a while, Marshal Saint Arnault's expression became extremely painful, his face became pale, and hot sweat flowed down his forehead.
"God! Please give me a little more time!" Saint Arno whispered to God, he didn't want to fall down at this time.
After a while, the pain gradually disappeared, and Marshal Saint Arnault's expression gradually returned to its original state.
After simply arranging his clothes, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted out the door again.
Brigadier General Trosch entered the tent, and Marshal St. Arnault gave him an order: "Immediately communicate the war of the withdrawal of the Russian Empire to Paris! Remember to act fast!"
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On the third day after the siege of the Silistra fortress, the Bashpozuk cavalry under the order of Major General Conrobel set out from the Silistra fortress early in the morning.After a day-long galloping horses, they finally arrived at the coalition headquarters in Varna area at 5 pm that day."What? The Silistra Fortress has been cleared? The Russian Empire has retreated to the north bank of the Danube River?" Commander Raglan, who received the news from the Silistra Fortress, said in a questioning tone.Commander Raglan couldn't understand why the Russian Imperial Army had to retreat. The Russian Imperial Army in the words of Bashpozuk's cavalry and the Russian Imperial Army in his impression that conquered Paris had no match at all.It is clear that the number of troops of the Russian Empire has crushed the Silistra fortress and the troops they sent to support, why did they have to withdraw in a hurry.Although the Bashpozuk cavalry standing in front of Commander Raglan could not understand Commander Raglan's words, he speculated from Commander Raglan's expression that the commander in front of him probably questioned the accuracy of his intelligence."I can assure God that the Russian Empire has really withdrawn to the North Shore! Algerian the Bashpozuk cavalry defended anxiously."What is he talking about?" Commander Raglan asked, turning his attention to Marshal St. Arno and Brigadier General Trox.In this camp, apart from the translators, only Marshal St. Arno and Trox, who had been in North Africa for a long time, could understand."Let the translators do it!" Marshal Saint Arnault responded to Commander Raglan with a smile.Then, turning his back to Commander Raglan, he looked at the Near East region on the desk, and gestured back and forth on the map with his hands."Translate, translate!" Commander Raglan turned to the translator beside him.The translator translated the words of the Bashpozuk cavalry to Commander Raglan, and then expressed his subjective feelings to Raglan: "Commander, I don't think he is lying!""Okay! I see!" Commander Raglan nodded, and then ordered the translator and the Bashpozuk cavalry to leave.After the Bashpozuk cavalry and the interpreter left, Commander Raglan came to St. Arno and looked at the Near East with a complicated expression: "I didn't expect the Russian Imperial Army to retreat like this! If Suwo If General Love sees their descendants become what they are now, I am afraid that they will climb out of the grave in anger.""I think this is the norm in Russia!" Marshal St. Arnault said gloatingly: "I think the army of the Russian Empire retreated all the way to Moscow. Compared with their predecessors, Paskevich is still there. In someone else's territory!"For Marshal Saint Arnault's generation of Parisians, the damage brought by the Russian Empire is nothing short of a nightmare. If possible, Marshal St. Arno would like to dismember the Russian Empire into pieces.Naturally, he himself could not understand Commander Raglan's complicated feelings for the Russian Empire."Okay!" Commander Raglan shrugged, he understood that the two sides' emotions towards the Russian Empire belonged to two extremes, so he didn't want to make trouble with Marshal St. Arnault on this issue: "Since We have conquered the Russian Empire... ugh! I mean they at least retreated, so why don't we take this opportunity to preach to our respective governments! This also leaves room for our governments to maneuver around diplomatically!""What do you mean..." Saint Arnolu asked with a thoughtful expression."We can use the retreat of the Russian Empire this time as a bargaining chip, a bargaining chip for forcing certain countries to join us!" Commander Raglan said covertly, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Some countries want It's just a pipe dream to make money while not willing to join the war against Russia..."Marshal St. Arno immediately realized that the "certain countries" that Commander Raglan referred to were none other than the Austrian Empire.In the recent period, the Austrian Empire, the central European leader, has been extremely active.While calling on the Near East to maintain peaceful and stable development on international occasions, they quietly contacted the German region to maintain armed neutrality, hinting to Britain and France the future ownership of the Principality of the Danube.It's really out of the limelight.Commander Raglan felt it necessary to publicize the victory so that the Austrian Empire would know who they should stand with."If we overly persecute the Austrian Empire, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not join the Russian Empire!" St. Arnault raised his concerns.After all, if the diplomatic method of extreme pressure is used well, it can achieve its goals with half the effort, but if it is not used properly, it will turn into an unprecedented military disaster."Persecution?" Commander Raglan showed a wily smile. He shook his head and responded to Marshal Saint Arno, "No no no! We don't need to persecute them. Since they are willing to act as peace messengers, then we Let their wishes be fulfilled. As long as the Russian Empire is willing to withdraw from the Danube Principality and dismantle its military bases in the Black Sea, then we promise peace.Commander Raglan's conditions made Marshal Saint Arnaud gasp.If the Russian Empire really wants to do according to the conditions given by Commander Raglan, then the Russian Empire is equivalent to losing all the achievements after Nicholas I succeeded to the throne.Nicholas I's own throne, and even his life, will be threatened.A tsar who could not lead Russia to victory had one and only death."If I were the Tsar, I would never agree to your terms!" Marshal Saint Arno responded to Commander Raglan."If they don't agree, it's not because we are unwilling to maintain peace in Europe! The war will start again!" Commander Raglan spread his hands and pretended to sigh for the failure of European peace: "At that time, We only need to recognize some of the rights of the Austrian Empire and promise to ensure the security of the Austrian Empire! Naturally, they will be willing to stand on our side!"After listening to Commander Raglan's words, Marshal Saint Arno began to admire him secretly.Whether Raglan's plan fails or succeeds, the pressure to bear will not lie on the side of Britain and France, but on the Austrian Empire.As long as the Austrian Empire was unwilling to accept the fact that the Russian Empire occupied the Danube Principality, they would definitely choose to mediate.The result of the mediation of the Austrian Empire will inevitably tend to the British and French side.However, once the Austrian Empire has the possibility of favoring Britain and France, the Russian Empire will inevitably be angry.After all, the Russian Empire brought its own dry food to help the Austrian Empire suppress Hungary, and by the way gave the Austrian Empire several million rubles.Now when Russia needs the support of the Austrian Empire, Austria is on the side of Britain and France."This is simply a blatant betrayal!" Marshal Saint Arnault said in a strange tone."Betrayal? How can it be called a betrayal for the benefit of the Austrian Empire!" Commander Raglan said in a stern manner: "If you want to blame it, you can only blame it. The Russian Empire is too naive!"Marshal St. Arnault nodded noncommittally. From the current situation, it was really a wrong choice for the Russian Empire to rescue the Austrian Empire.Marshal Saint Arnault and Commander Raglan smiled at each other. After a friendly exchange of opinions, Commander Raglan left the camp, while Marshal Saint Arnault still stood there watching the map.After a while, Brigadier General Trosch, who was the adjutant of the marshal, came to the tent once again and reported to Marshal Saint Arnault the news before the arrival of the second and third division commanders in the tent."Let them come in!" Marshal Saint Arnault said to Brigadier General Trox.Brigadier General Trosch walked out of the tent and invited Generals Bosquet and Pelissier into the tent."Marshal!" Both Bosquet and Pelissier saluted Marshal Saint Arnault with their backs to them at the same time.Marshal Saint Arnault turned to Bosquet and Pelissier and said, "Sit down!"The three sat on three chairs made of wood, and Marshal Saint Arnault asked, "You two, why are you rushing to see me?"After Bosquet and Pelissier glanced at each other, Obosquet asked tentatively: "Marshal, I heard that Conrobel won a beautiful victory at the Silistra Fortress! Is this true?""That's right! Major General Conrobel did win the Russian Empire near the Silistra fortress!" Marshal Saint Arno smiled and said to Bosquet, "What? What do you want to say?""That's it!" Bosque respectfully asked Marshal St. Arno: "We want to ask, when will the plan to attack the Sevastopol fortress start? My men can't wait to do it. one!""Yeah!" Pelissier also chimed in: "The **** under my command have long wanted to teach a lesson, hateful Slavs, in return for the harm they caused us in Paris!"Marshal Saint Arnault didn't want to believe a word of what Bosquet and Pelissier said.In the final analysis, they just saw that Conrobel had battles to fight and officials to be promoted, thus creating a mentality of comparison."Don't worry! You are indispensable in the war!" Saint Arnault said to Bosquet and Pelissier with a stern face: "However, you two must assure me that you will restrain the discipline of your subordinates recently! During this time, I have received many complaints from residents near Varna! They said that the French soldiers would only do things like stealing chickens and dogs all day long, so how can we still do enough here!St. Arnault's criticism made Bosquet and Pelissier smile embarrassedly.To be honest, the French army was already a relatively good one in the 19th century, and at best, it flirted with married women when passing by, and tavern fights and other trivial things.Wherever the British army and the Sardinian army next door went to the mosque to catch the little girl's bad behavior.In the end, the little girl was released, and the soldier who committed the crime was punished without pain."Definitely! Definitely!" Bosquet and Pelissier assured Marshal Saint Arnault."Okay! Go back first! I'll tell you when the troops leave!" Marshal Saint Arno waved his hand and said to the two of them as if driving flies away.After Bosquet and Pelissier left, Marshal Saint Arnault frowned ~www.novelhall.com~ and put his hand on his abdomen.After a while, Marshal Saint Arnault's expression became extremely painful, his face became pale, and hot sweat flowed down his forehead."God! Please give me a little more time!" Saint Arno whispered to God, he didn't want to fall down at this time.After a while, the pain gradually disappeared, and Marshal Saint Arnault's expression gradually returned to its original state.After simply arranging his clothes, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted out the door again.Brigadier General Trosch entered the tent, and Marshal St. Arnault gave him an order: "Immediately communicate the war of the withdrawal of the Russian Empire to Paris! Remember to act fast!"https://Genius remembers the address of this site in one second: . Lewen Novel Network mobile version reading website:
