Chapter 635: The crisis-ridden Russian army
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When Gorchakov and his adjutant arrived near the hotel, they immediately found two Imperial Guard soldiers in green breasted military uniforms and green high-top military caps standing at the hotel's gate.
I saw Commander Gorchakov and his adjutant of the Guards dismount, and then walked to the gate of the hotel on foot.
"There are no other guests here!" Because Commander Gorchakov was wearing an ordinary military uniform, the soldiers of the Guards subconsciously regarded him as a veteran with little power (a school-level officer in the Russian Empire in his sixties). Few, but not none), they responded to Gorchakov with their heads held high and arrogant.
"You..." The adjutant couldn't help but wanted to come forward to reason, but was stopped by Gorchakov's hand.
"I'm Mikhail Gorchakov, who was appointed by His Majesty Nicholas I to serve as the Commander-in-Chief of Crimea, can you go in and let me know!" Gorchakov smiled at the two The guards reported their home and took out the medals in their pockets.
After listening to Gorchakov's self-introduction, the two Guards soldiers glanced at the medal in Gorchakov's hand again. The arrogant expression turned into flattery in the next second.
Commander-in-Chief of Crimea! This is something that can crush their existence with a single hand!
"I'll go and report it immediately!" The guard soldier guarding the left side of the gate said hurriedly, then turned around and entered the hotel.
The soldier on the right side of the gate still had a flattering smile on his face, and explained in a low voice: "Your Excellency Commander, we really didn't know you were coming! Please stay here for a while, I believe His Royal Highness will invite you over soon. !"
"I see!" Gorchakov didn't mean to be angry at all, he still smiled and nodded: "Thank you very much!"
"It is my honor to be able to serve you!" The Guards soldier nodded and replied to Commander Gorchakov.
After a while, the soldiers of the Guards guarding the gate on the left appeared in front of Gorchakov and reported: "General Gorchakov, Your Highness invites you to enter!"
"Okay!" Gorchakov nodded slightly, then followed the soldiers into the hotel and stopped on the second floor of the hotel.
"Your Majesty, Your Highness is inside! I'll take you here!" The Guards soldier pointed to the hotel and said to Gorchakov, then turned to leave.
Gorchakov, who was standing at the door, gently knocked on the door of the room, and the voice of Crown Prince Alexander II came from the room: "Please come in!"
Gorchakov entered the room, and on the sofa near the windowsill in the room, he saw the Crown Prince Alexander and the emperor's advisor, Marshal Jomini (Marshal of the Russian Empire).
"His Royal Highness, Your Excellency Marshal!" Gorchakov responded to Alexander and Jomini while Alexander and Jomini gave a military salute.
"Commander Gorchakov, you are here!" Alexander II said in a kind tone, and he stretched out his hand to invite Gorchakov: "Come and sit!"
"Yes, Your Highness!" Gorchakov stood up straight and walked in front of Alexander II with steady steps.
Sitting on the sofa, he still straightened his body and placed his hands flat on his thighs, looking straight ahead with a serious face.
"Commander Gorchakov, do you smoke?" Seeing that Gorchakov couldn't let go, Alexander II asked Gorchakov.
"Occasionally smoke!" Gorchakov responded without any hesitation.
Alexander II immediately took out cigarettes and matches from his pocket, then threw them to Gorchakov and said, "Smoke it!"
"Thank you, Your Highness!" Gorchakov took one out of the cigarette case and lit it with a match.
White smoke wafted out of Gorchakov's fingertips, Gorchakov's face showed a pleasant look, and then he respectfully handed the cigarette to Alexander II.
"It's all for you!" Alexander II waved his hand, and then took out a pack of cigarettes from an agent, took out two of them, and gave one to Jomini.
After a while, the whole room was filled with smoke.
Alexander II, who had half a cigarette, also began to communicate with Gorchakov. He first briefly explained the purpose of his visit: "Commander Gorchakov, I serve Emperor Nicholas. Your Majesty's order is here, in order to assist you in handling the affairs of the army (a euphemism), I hope that the two of us will have a happy cooperation in the next period of time!"
After Gorchakov heard this sentence, there was a trace of resentment in his heart.
Why did Menshkov not only did not have any constraints when he served as the commander-in-chief of Crimea, but also held two positions.
When it was his turn to be the commander-in-chief, not only was the Caucasus out of his control, but he also sent the Crown Prince Alexander to him.
Of course, Gorchakov did not blame Alexander, he just felt that Nicholas I really lacked trust in him.
Complaining is complaining, and Gorchakov will not give up the face he deserves. If he doesn't give Alexander II face, then it will be difficult for him to have face anymore.
Then, Gorchakov showed a warm smile on his face and said: "Your Highness, I welcome you on behalf of the Russian Imperial Army in Crimea! I believe that the army on the Crimea Peninsula will definitely make peace with you. Under the command of His Excellency Marshal Minini, defeat the coalition and restore Sevastopol!"
"Gorchakov, the commander of the Crimean army is still you! Marshal Jomini and I will also obey your command!" Alexander II quickly corrected: "The reason why I chose to meet you here in advance , in order to avoid misunderstanding!"
Gorchakov nodded, and he had a trace of resentment gradually disappeared under the explanation of Alexander II.
Subsequently, Alexander II asked Gorchakov, the real state of the Russian Imperial Army, whether it would be possible to attack Sevastopol in late August.
"For now, the army should be able to attack, but it's better to wait for a while..." Gorchakov said politely.
"So, it's not ready yet!" Alexander II said bluntly to Gorchakov, and then reassured: "Don't worry, I'm not urging you on behalf of His Majesty Nicholas, I I am willing to work with you to solve the problem! If it is impossible, I can write to St. Petersburg and ask His Majesty Nicholas to suspend the attack time!"
"With your words, I'm relieved!" Gorchakov breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to Alexander II with a wry smile: "His Royal Highness, in fact, what I said just now were some scenes. The army is not at all ready to attack immediately!"
"Not at all prepared?" Alexander II asked with a solemn expression: "I remember you have been preparing for two months, why haven't you been ready yet?"
"His Royal Highness, although His Majesty the Emperor has given us two months, there is still a huge pressure on the supply of our materials and personnel. Especially after the Empire loses sea transportation channels, we can only rely on land transportation! You should Knowing the loss of land transportation (a euphemism), it costs more than sea transportation. Now the entire Crimean Peninsula has a total of 260,000 Russian imperial troops. However, the amount of weapons and equipment supplied, and the amount of food, Not even half of the army." Commander Gorchakov complained to Crown Prince Alexander II: "Even if I send my soldiers to raid the Tatar villages in Crimea, the supplies I can get are far from enough. !"
"What about the Odessa region? I remember that there should be several large granaries there! Those grains should be enough!" Alexander II asked Commander Gorchakov.
"The Odessa side said that they need to supply Bessarabia and the Caucasus with grain, so there is no extra grain for us at all!" Gorchakov told Alexander II.
"Bessarabia? Caucasus?" Alexander II frowned, "I remember when the Ministry of War assigned it, it should..."
"His Royal Highness, distribution is distribution!" Marshal Yomini, who had been silent for a while, reminded.
Alexander II immediately understood what Jomini meant. After the task of the Ministry of War was issued, it did not mean that everything was fine.
The bureaucrats in the Odessa area can also use their "subjective initiative" to greedy ink in the name of loss. This is an unspoken rule within the Russian Imperial Army.
"What a bunch of worms! They don't even look at what time it is?" Alexander II couldn't help but cursed.
As the crown prince, he could not wait to go to Odessa to incorporate all the bureaucrats who made money from the war into the gallows, but reason told him that this method would not work at all.
The imperial government's control over the southern region is far less than that of St. Petersburg. A little careless, the Odessa bureaucrats really dared to set fire to the imperial envoy.
Besides, even if you kill a group of people, can the rest get better after they go up? I'm afraid it will be difficult!
"His Royal Highness, my army is now suffering from hunger and disease, and the amount of training in the army is far from enough. On average, only one bullet per person per day fires live ammunition!" Gorchakov went on to say to Alexander II. : "If you attack rashly, you are likely to repeat the mistakes of the past!"
"Okay! I see!" Alexander II frowned and responded to Gorchakov, UU reading www. uukanshu. com "I will report what you said to His Majesty Nicholas! By the way, can you write down everything you said!"
"Of course!" Gorchakov nodded to Alexander II.
"Alas! I really didn't expect the situation of the imperial army to be so bad!" Alexander II sighed, "It's fortunate that His Majesty didn't force him to come here, otherwise..."
Gorchakov hurriedly asked Alexander II if something happened in St. Petersburg? Why is His Majesty coming?
"Nothing happened in St. Petersburg, but something happened here in Crimea!"
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When Gorchakov and his adjutant arrived near the hotel, they immediately found two Imperial Guard soldiers in green breasted military uniforms and green high-top military caps standing at the hotel's gate.
I saw Commander Gorchakov and his adjutant of the Guards dismount, and then walked to the gate of the hotel on foot.
"There are no other guests here!" Because Commander Gorchakov was wearing an ordinary military uniform, the soldiers of the Guards subconsciously regarded him as a veteran with little power (a school-level officer in the Russian Empire in his sixties). Few, but not none), they responded to Gorchakov with their heads held high and arrogant.
"You..." The adjutant couldn't help but wanted to come forward to reason, but was stopped by Gorchakov's hand.
"I'm Mikhail Gorchakov, who was appointed by His Majesty Nicholas I to serve as the Commander-in-Chief of Crimea, can you go in and let me know!" Gorchakov smiled at the two The guards reported their home and took out the medals in their pockets.
After listening to Gorchakov's self-introduction, the two Guards soldiers glanced at the medal in Gorchakov's hand again. The arrogant expression turned into flattery in the next second.
Commander-in-Chief of Crimea! This is something that can crush their existence with a single hand!
"I'll go and report it immediately!" The guard soldier guarding the left side of the gate said hurriedly, then turned around and entered the hotel.
The soldier on the right side of the gate still had a flattering smile on his face, and explained in a low voice: "Your Excellency Commander, we really didn't know you were coming! Please stay here for a while, I believe His Royal Highness will invite you over soon. !"
"I see!" Gorchakov didn't mean to be angry at all, he still smiled and nodded: "Thank you very much!"
"It is my honor to be able to serve you!" The Guards soldier nodded and replied to Commander Gorchakov.
After a while, the soldiers of the Guards guarding the gate on the left appeared in front of Gorchakov and reported: "General Gorchakov, Your Highness invites you to enter!"
"Okay!" Gorchakov nodded slightly, then followed the soldiers into the hotel and stopped on the second floor of the hotel.
"Your Majesty, Your Highness is inside! I'll take you here!" The Guards soldier pointed to the hotel and said to Gorchakov, then turned to leave.
Gorchakov, who was standing at the door, gently knocked on the door of the room, and the voice of Crown Prince Alexander II came from the room: "Please come in!"
Gorchakov entered the room, and on the sofa near the windowsill in the room, he saw the Crown Prince Alexander and the emperor's advisor, Marshal Jomini (Marshal of the Russian Empire).
"His Royal Highness, Your Excellency Marshal!" Gorchakov responded to Alexander and Jomini while Alexander and Jomini gave a military salute.
"Commander Gorchakov, you are here!" Alexander II said in a kind tone, and he stretched out his hand to invite Gorchakov: "Come and sit!"
"Yes, Your Highness!" Gorchakov stood up straight and walked in front of Alexander II with steady steps.
Sitting on the sofa, he still straightened his body and placed his hands flat on his thighs, looking straight ahead with a serious face.
"Commander Gorchakov, do you smoke?" Seeing that Gorchakov couldn't let go, Alexander II asked Gorchakov.
"Occasionally smoke!" Gorchakov responded without any hesitation.
Alexander II immediately took out cigarettes and matches from his pocket, then threw them to Gorchakov and said, "Smoke it!"
"Thank you, Your Highness!" Gorchakov took one out of the cigarette case and lit it with a match.
White smoke wafted out of Gorchakov's fingertips, Gorchakov's face showed a pleasant look, and then he respectfully handed the cigarette to Alexander II.
"It's all for you!" Alexander II waved his hand, and then took out a pack of cigarettes from an agent, took out two of them, and gave one to Jomini.
After a while, the whole room was filled with smoke.
Alexander II, who had half a cigarette, also began to communicate with Gorchakov. He first briefly explained the purpose of his visit: "Commander Gorchakov, I serve Emperor Nicholas. Your Majesty's order is here, in order to assist you in handling the affairs of the army (a euphemism), I hope that the two of us will have a happy cooperation in the next period of time!"
After Gorchakov heard this sentence, there was a trace of resentment in his heart.
Why did Menshkov not only did not have any constraints when he served as the commander-in-chief of Crimea, but also held two positions.
When it was his turn to be the commander-in-chief, not only was the Caucasus out of his control, but he also sent the Crown Prince Alexander to him.
Of course, Gorchakov did not blame Alexander, he just felt that Nicholas I really lacked trust in him.
Complaining is complaining, and Gorchakov will not give up the face he deserves. If he doesn't give Alexander II face, then it will be difficult for him to have face anymore.
Then, Gorchakov showed a warm smile on his face and said: "Your Highness, I welcome you on behalf of the Russian Imperial Army in Crimea! I believe that the army on the Crimea Peninsula will definitely make peace with you. Under the command of His Excellency Marshal Minini, defeat the coalition and restore Sevastopol!"
"Gorchakov, the commander of the Crimean army is still you! Marshal Jomini and I will also obey your command!" Alexander II quickly corrected: "The reason why I chose to meet you here in advance , in order to avoid misunderstanding!"
Gorchakov nodded, and he had a trace of resentment gradually disappeared under the explanation of Alexander II.
Subsequently, Alexander II asked Gorchakov, the real state of the Russian Imperial Army, whether it would be possible to attack Sevastopol in late August.
"For now, the army should be able to attack, but it's better to wait for a while..." Gorchakov said politely.
"So, it's not ready yet!" Alexander II said bluntly to Gorchakov, and then reassured: "Don't worry, I'm not urging you on behalf of His Majesty Nicholas, I I am willing to work with you to solve the problem! If it is impossible, I can write to St. Petersburg and ask His Majesty Nicholas to suspend the attack time!"
"With your words, I'm relieved!" Gorchakov breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to Alexander II with a wry smile: "His Royal Highness, in fact, what I said just now were some scenes. The army is not at all ready to attack immediately!"
"Not at all prepared?" Alexander II asked with a solemn expression: "I remember you have been preparing for two months, why haven't you been ready yet?"
"His Royal Highness, although His Majesty the Emperor has given us two months, there is still a huge pressure on the supply of our materials and personnel. Especially after the Empire loses sea transportation channels, we can only rely on land transportation! You should Knowing the loss of land transportation (a euphemism), it costs more than sea transportation. Now the entire Crimean Peninsula has a total of 260,000 Russian imperial troops. However, the amount of weapons and equipment supplied, and the amount of food, Not even half of the army." Commander Gorchakov complained to Crown Prince Alexander II: "Even if I send my soldiers to raid the Tatar villages in Crimea, the supplies I can get are far from enough. !"
"What about the Odessa region? I remember that there should be several large granaries there! Those grains should be enough!" Alexander II asked Commander Gorchakov.
"The Odessa side said that they need to supply Bessarabia and the Caucasus with grain, so there is no extra grain for us at all!" Gorchakov told Alexander II.
"Bessarabia? Caucasus?" Alexander II frowned, "I remember when the Ministry of War assigned it, it should..."
"His Royal Highness, distribution is distribution!" Marshal Yomini, who had been silent for a while, reminded.
Alexander II immediately understood what Jomini meant. After the task of the Ministry of War was issued, it did not mean that everything was fine.
The bureaucrats in the Odessa area can also use their "subjective initiative" to greedy ink in the name of loss. This is an unspoken rule within the Russian Imperial Army.
"What a bunch of worms! They don't even look at what time it is?" Alexander II couldn't help but cursed.
As the crown prince, he could not wait to go to Odessa to incorporate all the bureaucrats who made money from the war into the gallows, but reason told him that this method would not work at all.
The imperial government's control over the southern region is far less than that of St. Petersburg. A little careless, the Odessa bureaucrats really dared to set fire to the imperial envoy.
Besides, even if you kill a group of people, can the rest get better after they go up? I'm afraid it will be difficult!
"His Royal Highness, my army is now suffering from hunger and disease, and the amount of training in the army is far from enough. On average, only one bullet per person per day fires live ammunition!" Gorchakov went on to say to Alexander II. : "If you attack rashly, you are likely to repeat the mistakes of the past!"
"Okay! I see!" Alexander II frowned and responded to Gorchakov, UU reading www. uukanshu. com "I will report what you said to His Majesty Nicholas! By the way, can you write down everything you said!"
"Of course!" Gorchakov nodded to Alexander II.
"Alas! I really didn't expect the situation of the imperial army to be so bad!" Alexander II sighed, "It's fortunate that His Majesty didn't force him to come here, otherwise..."
Gorchakov hurriedly asked Alexander II if something happened in St. Petersburg? Why is His Majesty coming?
"Nothing happened in St. Petersburg, but something happened here in Crimea!"
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When Gorchakov and his adjutant arrived near the hotel, they immediately found two Imperial Guard soldiers in green breasted military uniforms and green high-top military caps standing at the hotel's gate.I saw Commander Gorchakov and his adjutant of the Guards dismount, and then walked to the gate of the hotel on foot."There are no other guests here!" Because Commander Gorchakov was wearing an ordinary military uniform, the soldiers of the Guards subconsciously regarded him as a veteran with little power a school-level officer in the Russian Empire in his sixties. Few, but not none, they responded to Gorchakov with their heads held high and arrogant."You..." The adjutant couldn't help but wanted to come forward to reason, but was stopped by Gorchakov's hand."I'm Mikhail Gorchakov, who was appointed by His Majesty Nicholas I to serve as the Commander-in-Chief of Crimea, can you go in and let me know!" Gorchakov smiled at the two The guards reported their home and took out the medals in their pockets.After listening to Gorchakov's self-introduction, the two Guards soldiers glanced at the medal in Gorchakov's hand again. The arrogant expression turned into flattery in the next second.Commander-in-Chief of Crimea! This is something that can crush their existence with a single hand!"I'll go and report it immediately!" The guard soldier guarding the left side of the gate said hurriedly, then turned around and entered the hotel.The soldier on the right side of the gate still had a flattering smile on his face, and explained in a low voice: "Your Excellency Commander, we really didn't know you were coming! Please stay here for a while, I believe His Royal Highness will invite you over soon. !""I see!" Gorchakov didn't mean to be angry at all, he still smiled and nodded: "Thank you very much!""It is my honor to be able to serve you!" The Guards soldier nodded and replied to Commander Gorchakov.After a while, the soldiers of the Guards guarding the gate on the left appeared in front of Gorchakov and reported: "General Gorchakov, Your Highness invites you to enter!""Okay!" Gorchakov nodded slightly, then followed the soldiers into the hotel and stopped on the second floor of the hotel."Your Majesty, Your Highness is inside! I'll take you here!" The Guards soldier pointed to the hotel and said to Gorchakov, then turned to leave.Gorchakov, who was standing at the door, gently knocked on the door of the room, and the voice of Crown Prince Alexander II came from the room: "Please come in!"Gorchakov entered the room, and on the sofa near the windowsill in the room, he saw the Crown Prince Alexander and the emperor's advisor, Marshal Jomini Marshal of the Russian Empire."His Royal Highness, Your Excellency Marshal!" Gorchakov responded to Alexander and Jomini while Alexander and Jomini gave a military salute."Commander Gorchakov, you are here!" Alexander II said in a kind tone, and he stretched out his hand to invite Gorchakov: "Come and sit!""Yes, Your Highness!" Gorchakov stood up straight and walked in front of Alexander II with steady steps.Sitting on the sofa, he still straightened his body and placed his hands flat on his thighs, looking straight ahead with a serious face."Commander Gorchakov, do you smoke?" Seeing that Gorchakov couldn't let go, Alexander II asked Gorchakov."Occasionally smoke!" Gorchakov responded without any hesitation.Alexander II immediately took out cigarettes and matches from his pocket, then threw them to Gorchakov and said, "Smoke it!""Thank you, Your Highness!" Gorchakov took one out of the cigarette case and lit it with a match.White smoke wafted out of Gorchakov's fingertips, Gorchakov's face showed a pleasant look, and then he respectfully handed the cigarette to Alexander II."It's all for you!" Alexander II waved his hand, and then took out a pack of cigarettes from an agent, took out two of them, and gave one to Jomini.After a while, the whole room was filled with smoke.Alexander II, who had half a cigarette, also began to communicate with Gorchakov. He first briefly explained the purpose of his visit: "Commander Gorchakov, I serve Emperor Nicholas. Your Majesty's order is here, in order to assist you in handling the affairs of the army a euphemism, I hope that the two of us will have a happy cooperation in the next period of time!"After Gorchakov heard this sentence, there was a trace of resentment in his heart.Why did Menshkov not only did not have any constraints when he served as the commander-in-chief of Crimea, but also held two positions.When it was his turn to be the commander-in-chief, not only was the Caucasus out of his control, but he also sent the Crown Prince Alexander to him.Of course, Gorchakov did not blame Alexander, he just felt that Nicholas I really lacked trust in him.Complaining is complaining, and Gorchakov will not give up the face he deserves. If he doesn't give Alexander II face, then it will be difficult for him to have face anymore.Then, Gorchakov showed a warm smile on his face and said: "Your Highness, I welcome you on behalf of the Russian Imperial Army in Crimea! I believe that the army on the Crimea Peninsula will definitely make peace with you. Under the command of His Excellency Marshal Minini, defeat the coalition and restore Sevastopol!""Gorchakov, the commander of the Crimean army is still you! Marshal Jomini and I will also obey your command!" Alexander II quickly corrected: "The reason why I chose to meet you here in advance , in order to avoid misunderstanding!"Gorchakov nodded, and he had a trace of resentment gradually disappeared under the explanation of Alexander II.Subsequently, Alexander II asked Gorchakov, the real state of the Russian Imperial Army, whether it would be possible to attack Sevastopol in late August."For now, the army should be able to attack, but it's better to wait for a while..." Gorchakov said politely."So, it's not ready yet!" Alexander II said bluntly to Gorchakov, and then reassured: "Don't worry, I'm not urging you on behalf of His Majesty Nicholas, I I am willing to work with you to solve the problem! If it is impossible, I can write to St. Petersburg and ask His Majesty Nicholas to suspend the attack time!""With your words, I'm relieved!" Gorchakov breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to Alexander II with a wry smile: "His Royal Highness, in fact, what I said just now were some scenes. The army is not at all ready to attack immediately!""Not at all prepared?" Alexander II asked with a solemn expression: "I remember you have been preparing for two months, why haven't you been ready yet?""His Royal Highness, although His Majesty the Emperor has given us two months, there is still a huge pressure on the supply of our materials and personnel. Especially after the Empire loses sea transportation channels, we can only rely on land transportation! You should Knowing the loss of land transportation a euphemism, it costs more than sea transportation. Now the entire Crimean Peninsula has a total of 260,000 Russian imperial troops. However, the amount of weapons and equipment supplied, and the amount of food, Not even half of the army." Commander Gorchakov complained to Crown Prince Alexander II: "Even if I send my soldiers to raid the Tatar villages in Crimea, the supplies I can get are far from enough. !""What about the Odessa region? I remember that there should be several large granaries there! Those grains should be enough!" Alexander II asked Commander Gorchakov."The Odessa side said that they need to supply Bessarabia and the Caucasus with grain, so there is no extra grain for us at all!" Gorchakov told Alexander II."Bessarabia? Caucasus?" Alexander II frowned, "I remember when the Ministry of War assigned it, it should...""His Royal Highness, distribution is distribution!" Marshal Yomini, who had been silent for a while, reminded.Alexander II immediately understood what Jomini meant. After the task of the Ministry of War was issued, it did not mean that everything was fine.The bureaucrats in the Odessa area can also use their "subjective initiative" to greedy ink in the name of loss. This is an unspoken rule within the Russian Imperial Army."What a bunch of worms! They don't even look at what time it is?" Alexander II couldn't help but cursed.As the crown prince, he could not wait to go to Odessa to incorporate all the bureaucrats who made money from the war into the gallows, but reason told him that this method would not work at all.The imperial government's control over the southern region is far less than that of St. Petersburg. A little careless, the Odessa bureaucrats really dared to set fire to the imperial envoy.Besides, even if you kill a group of people, can the rest get better after they go up? I'm afraid it will be difficult!"His Royal Highness, my army is now suffering from hunger and disease, and the amount of training in the army is far from enough. On average, only one bullet per person per day fires live ammunition!" Gorchakov went on to say to Alexander II. : "If you attack rashly, you are likely to repeat the mistakes of the past!""Okay! I see!" Alexander II frowned and responded to Gorchakov, UU reading www. uukanshu. com "I will report what you said to His Majesty Nicholas! By the way, can you write down everything you said!""Of course!" Gorchakov nodded to Alexander II."Alas! I really didn't expect the situation of the imperial army to be so bad!" Alexander II sighed, "It's fortunate that His Majesty didn't force him to come here, otherwise..."Gorchakov hurriedly asked Alexander II if something happened in St. Petersburg? Why is His Majesty coming?"Nothing happened in St. Petersburg, but something happened here in Crimea!"https://Genius remembers the address of this site in one second: . Lewen Novel Network mobile version reading website:
