"By the way, what's the situation in Britain now? I remember the Duke of Cumberland as if he were the youngest son of King George II, right? Will his victory this time affect Britain's attitude towards our country? ”

"The Duke of Cumberland's victory was indeed a bit of a surprise, his reputation in Hanover was already very bad because of the conquest, but after winning the Duke of Richeleux, he became a hero of Hanover."

Bestuzhev pouted.

"According to what I have heard from the British minister who has returned to report on his duties, King George II has already planned to abolish the old Pitt's cabinet, and in addition to the great victory of Britain this time, it is likely that very big changes will take place within the British government, and it is not impossible for Britain to fully intervene in the war on the European continent."

"Could it be that Britain really wants to occupy Calais or Normandy and make up for the face of the War of the Roses?"

Peter asked, raising an eyebrow.

"King George II of England was a man of great joy, and his second son, the Duke of Cumberland, succeeded in inheriting this trait, and I do not think it would be possible to say that the King of England did not have the slightest idea of changing his heir. Therefore, if the Duke of Cumberland wants to add more weight to George II's heart, he will definitely strive for more merits. Just like this time, the British landed in Hanover with more than 3/5 of the troops, which shows that the Duke of Cumberland is a man who will not give up until he reaches his goal, and it is very likely that he will do whatever it takes for some unknown purpose and ambition."

"Hmm... So can we do something with that? For example, secretly supporting the little Prince of Wales, telling the two brothers to fight to the death and so on"

Peter tapped slowly on the table, as if thinking about something.

"Even if the British royal family fight is beneficial to us, if we want to intervene directly, I am afraid that it will also touch George II's taboo. Before King Louis XV of France supported the Junior Jacobites' landing in England to rebel, it had already caused George II to want to completely wipe out France in order to make the future soon."

Bestuzhev hastened to explain the pros and cons.

"That's... Otherwise, if we bribe the Duke of Cumberland a little, and transfer the Prussian army stationed in Brandenburg to the Western Front, and fight France with him, wouldn't we be able to share the pressure on the Eastern and Southern Fronts? If the garrison of Brandenburg is reduced, it means that there will be fewer troops that can support the main Prussian force in a decisive battle with Austria, so Frederick the Great will not dare to launch a decisive battle easily, not only will the threat of the Russian army on the southern front in Moravia be weakened, but the possibility of dragging Prussia through a winter will also be greater."

"It is said that the Duke of Cumberland is a greedy man for money, and bribery may be of just the right use to him"

The mysterious clerk added in due course.

"Hey, one more point!"

Peter slapped his thigh as if he thought of something.

"Wouldn't it be interesting that the Anglo-Prussian coalition on the Western Front should be commanded by this Duke of Cumberland, who would suppress the Prussian generals below, and then keep stirring up contradictions between these two groups?"

"Ahem, His Highness's idea is really ingenious"

Bestuzhev looked up at the ceiling.

"Your Highness, leave this matter to me, I happen to know someone who can help us with this"

Deputy Prime Minister Volyntsov finally waited for his chance to play.

"Oh? Who is it? ”

"Well, it's not convenient to say it here..."

"Well, we'll talk about it after the meeting."

Seeing that Volyntsov seemed to have something unspeakable, Peter immediately replied cheerfully.

While Peter was having a headache about the situation in Europe, the Orlov brothers were living very well in Insterburg, East Prussia.

"Come, let's raise a glass to Grisha to be able to get out of bed and walk again!"

In the camp where the Guards were stationed, Alexei . Orlov was holding his glass and shouting at the brothers gathered around the table.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The four glasses collided together, and the blood-red liquid was drunk with his head up.

"Congratulations Grisha, the women of East Prussia are going to have a sleepless night, hahahaha!"

One of the youngest-looking Guards officers quipped.

"Not only a woman from East Prussia, my little brother, you must know that Grisha has been holding back for almost two months, and I think that with his current state, I am afraid that even the mare cow of East Prussia will not let go"

Another slightly older Guards officer also made a joke.

"Hey, you guys are just kidding me, aren't you? Didn't you take advantage of this time to find a woman? Alex, do you dare to say you don't? ”

Grigory. Orlov put down his glass and asked rhetorically, feigning annoyance.

"Please, brother, I just came back from Königsberg, how can I have the time to do such a dirty thing, you think it's all like you! Look, I'm a lieutenant now, okay! ”

Alexey with a noticeable scar on his face. Orlov pulled out a neatly folded promotion order and slapped it on the wine table.

"Okay, brother, you have a lot of strength, without me by your side, you finally have a bright day, right?"

Grigory. Orlov grinned viciously.

"Of course! Both of them know that I contributed a clever plan in the battle to capture Königsberg, which led our army to take this fortress more than half a month early, and was promoted to lieutenant on the spot by Marshal Apleksin, and the glory obtained is not lower than yours, my good brother! ”

Alexei boasted.

"What? When did you become so smart, kid? Hey, is what he said true? ”

Grigory asked his other two brothers.

"Of course it's true, but Alik's rank is still not as high as yours."

Fyodor. Orlov was the most honest of the few and couldn't hold back his words.

"Huh? What do you mean? ”

Grigory asked, confused.

"Haha, it's worthy of our Grisha, although he is tall and good-looking, but his brain is not very good"

As soon as the wine was drunk, Alexei's mouth could not be stopped.

"Could it be that ... Is that what I mean? ”

"Of course it's bro! What do you think? I'm scared, hahaha-"

Alexei threw his arms around Gregory, who had not yet figured out the situation, and shouted.

"Congratulations, Grisha, you've finally been promoted to captain!"

Fyodor raised his glass to him.

"Whoa! Oh – that's great! After seven years, I finally got through it! Oh yes—"

Gregory couldn't contain his excitement, threw his head up, poured a glass of wine, hugged him left and right, and shouted.

"Hey, I propose, let's find a place to be happy tonight, how about it?"

Alexei poured himself another glass of wine, as if he was able to drink more tonight than before.

"No problem! Lao Tzu has been holding back for so long, and tonight he can finally regain his vigor again! Whoa—"

Grigory was the first to shout in agreement.

"Tonight, let's knock on every door where German girls live, hahahahaha!"

Alexei put his arm around the other three and laughed.