Chapter Ninety-Four: The Good Days Are Over
"Well, interesting idea, but you still haven't explained Dwayne's true intentions, hehe"
"Sorry for the long-windedness, but I'll get to the point. Well, in the light of what I have just said, I think that the real purpose of Field Marshal Dawn was to draw the Prussian army to the Polish border, and even to Polish territory, that is, to break the problem that the war was confined to Austria. He wanted to burn the war to Poland, but Poland only had a mere 30,000 troops, and Lithuania did not join the war, and the Polish army obviously could not stop the Prussians, so only we, separated from Poland, the Russian Empire could stop the advance of the Prussian army. Even if the Prussian army had no intention of attacking Poland, the pressure would be put on East Prussia, which we had already occupied, so that the army on the northern front would either passively defend and wait for the Prussian army to attack, or take the initiative to break the deadlock and attack Prussia itself westward. In other words, Marshal Daun's real intention was to drag our country into a situation of all-out war with Prussia, rather than a security strategy of fighting a decisive battle outside of its homeland. If our country were to engage in a large-scale all-out war with Prussia, it would obviously be easier to hasten Prussia's defeat than fighting on both the north and the south, not only to relieve the siege of Vienna, but also to gain more advantages in the agreement to divide Prussia. Moreover, I feel that the Austrians seem to see that the continued siege of Vienna is a deliberately designed dead end, and that Marshal Dawn wants to revive it..."
"Hehe, don't you think politics is a little dirty?"
Saltykov asked, the corners of his mouth turned up.
β... As a soldier, I don't have any other ideas. As a subject of the Russian Empire, I hope that the country will win the final victory"
Suvorov said word by word.
"Okay, so tell me what's going to happen next?"
"Uh... What do you mean, Duke, how will our army fulfill the orders of His Royal Highness the Regent, or will the situation of the war be headed? β
Suvorov thought it necessary to ask clearly.
"Uh... My head hurts..."
When the setting sun shone on his face, Gregory. Orlov woke up in a daze.
"Ahh Now it's... It's morning? β
Because the red sunlight was so dazzling, he had to block his vision with his palms.
"Hey bro, you're finally awake"
It was at this time that Alexey . Orlov pushed open the door and walked in.
"Oh... It's going to have breakfast... Is it so? β
"Huh? Breakfast? Did you faint from sleep, brother? The sunset is all on your big bird, and it's breakfast..."
"Ahh All right... Then I'll wait until dinner time to get up again..."
Orlov reached for the pillow and covered his face.
"What do you think? I'm here to wake you up, okay? Colonel Pushkov is looking for you, saying that he has something important, so you should go and see him quickly."
Alexei picked up the green uniform that had been thrown on the ground, threw it at Grigory.
"Oh... Let me lie down a little longer, okay... Headache"
"you, get up quickly, I didn't lie to you, Colonel Pushkov is really looking for you!"
Alexei sat on the edge of the bed and patted Grigory on the head.
"It's so annoying..."
The Izmailovsky Guards Regiment was stationed in the town hall of Insterburg, and the offices of the senior officers were extravagant and classy, and even the soldiers standing guard stood straighter than the peasant soldiers on the street.
Knock knock
"Report! Captain of the Guards Grigory. Orlov begs to meet! β
"Come in"
Grigory walked into the luxurious office of Colonel Pushkov.
"Oh, that's good, here... Hey, are these pure gold? β
As soon as Gregory entered, he was struck by the glaring dΓ©cor and exaggerated furnishings, and he couldn't help but fall in love with the golden frames.
"How? This trip was not in vain, was it? Haha"
Major Pushkov grinned with his pipe.
"This frame... Do you still want it? If you don't, why don't..."
"Okay, you kid, you just got promoted to captain and you dare to be scared in front of the commander, right?"
"No, no, I'm just curious, curious..."
Grigory shrugged his shoulders and reluctantly withdrew his hand.
"Look at the way you kid look, your legs and feet are all right, right?"
"It's a lot better, but it still hurts a little after standing for a long time"
Grigory touched his nose.
"But how did I hear that you drank everywhere to find a woman as soon as you got out of bed? You've slept with all the beautiful women around here, right? β
Colonel Pushkov asked, looking up slightly playfully.
"Well, sir, who are you listening to? How would I do such a thing, would..."
"Okay, you, don't quibble, I've heard about your brothers fighting with the cavalry division in order to rob women, and the major general has been looking for people everywhere lately, hehe"
"Huh? No way? Sir, are you going to sell me and hand me over? β
Grigory asked nervously.
"You idiot! Just has an outstanding appearance, but the head is ordinary! β
β... Sir, you don't have to be so blunt, I can understand it."
Gregory bowed his head in embarrassment.
"If I'm going to hand you over, I'm going to tell you here? You fool! Use your brains! β
"Oh, thank you for your protection, God will bless you!"
"Okay, okay, jokes are jokes, it's time to talk about it"
Colonel Pushkov waved his hand to shut up.
"Oh, please instruct the chief"
Grigory quickly straightened up.
"Hey, the good days are over, Captain"
"Huh? Sir, what do you mean by that? β