Chapter Seventy-Two: Suvorov Appears
"Major Suvorov, you have done a good job this time, I think we have deceived the Prussians"
In a bohemian town, Duke Saltykov, the commander of the southern front of the Russian army, is studying the map with several officers in his temporary residence.
The town was full of soldiers and officers in Austrian uniforms, and there were hardly any civilians to be seen.
In the temporary command, one of the officers, who was much younger than Saltykov, looked and appeared to be noticeably different from the others.
"Thank you Duke for your compliment, but I suggest that our army should immediately cross Prague and rush to Dresden, if we do not take advantage of this time to attack Saxony, once King Frederick II withdraws from Vienna, our army will not have a chance to march into Berlin this year."
"Haha, Major, you're still too anxious, our best choice now is to join Marshal Daun outside Prague, don't forget, Silesia is still defended by 20,000 Prussian troops, and Saxony and Brandenburg have at least 30,000 defenders, even if I can attack Saxony, but once it snows, we will have to retreat." If you run into the Prussian army returning from Vienna at this time, won't you be stuck in the middle? β
For Major Suvorov, whose identity and rank were much different from his own thoughts, Saltykov did not mean to despise him.
Previously, because he received an order from the empress, Saltykov was ready to collect his troops and go to Bohemia, but the 'bold' Major Suvorov actually went directly to his marshal's camp to question the reason.
Although there was a lot of arguing on the spot, Suvorov, who quickly calmed down, gave Saltykov a brilliant idea, and the Russian officers and soldiers exchanged uniforms with the Austrian army, and rushed here under the guidance of a 4,000-strong Austrian cavalry force.
"But your Excellency the Duke, our most urgent aim at the moment is to force Frederick II to withdraw his troops from Vienna, or to force Prussia to surrender?"
Suvorov asked unrelentingly.
"Hehe, of course, the immediate goal is to force Prussia to withdraw first to relieve the siege of Vienna, and it would be best if King Frederick could be forced to surrender."
"I thought, however, that if our army had only assisted the Austrian army in its attack on Bohemia, the Prussians would still have been supplied from the direction of Silesia, and that the effect on the army attacking Vienna would have been very limited. Although the Russian army on the northern front has basically captured East Prussia, it is about to enter winter, and it is difficult for the Russian army in East Prussia to attack Silesia in the south, so whether Bohemia can be taken before winter does not have a great impact on the entire war situation. And if we can take advantage of the current opportunity to attack Saxony and threaten Brandenburg and even Berlin, the capital of Prussia, not only will King Frederick II definitely withdraw his troops, but it will also have a huge impact on the morale of Prussia's army, and it is not impossible to force King Frederick II to the negotiating table."
"Well, well... But without the Austrians leading the way, it would be difficult for me to get to Dresden, the capital of Saxony, right? Wouldn't it be better to join Marshal Daun and take Saxony with heavy troops to the north, and to outflank Frederick II in Vienna to the south? β
"Your Excellency, I don't think so, our army has not cooperated with the army under the command of Marshal Daun, so there is likely to be a problem in communication between the two sides. Moreover, if the two armies of nearly 100,000 troops were all gathered in Prague, the requirements for logistical supply capacity would also be greatly increased, and once winter came, it would be impossible for us to march further north, which would waste half a year, even if King Frederick II withdrew from Vienna, he would still be able to take advantage of this gap to regroup his army, and wait until next spring, the Prussian army will still continue to attack! β
"Hmm... You have some truth in that, I'll have to think about it..."
Saltykov fell into hesitation.
In fact, this time Alexander. Vasilyevich. Suvorov was only 25 years old, two years younger than Peter, and was originally an idle officer in charge of logistics at the beginning of the Seven Years' War. But by mistake, Frederick the Great attacked Saxony two years earlier, so Suvorov, who stayed in the rear, became a member of the Russian army on the Southern Front and came to the Vienna front.
I wonder what direction Suvorov, who did not study under Rumyantsev, another famous Russian general who was fighting in East Prussia on the Northern Front, would have developed?
"Your Majesty, I just received an urgent letter from Prague"
On the north bank of the Danube, northwest of Vienna, there was a small town called Stocklau, where the Prussian king Frederick the Great was located in his headquarters for the Austrian assault.
That night, a Prussian general hurried into Frederick the Great's room with a scroll of paper in hand.
The room is simply furnished, with the necessary chairs and cabinets being the most visible in the middle of a large rectangular table.
I saw a middle-aged bald man wearing a dark blue Prussian military uniform, holding a candlestick in one hand, a magnifying glass in the other, a deep forehead wrinkle, and a melancholy look on his brows.
"Reading"
Frederick the Great, who was studying the map alone, answered without raising his head.
β... Our army has failed to break through several times, and Prague is now completely besieged by the Austrians, so I beg your Majesty to send troops to support it immediately. In addition, Marshal Daun sent yesterday to inform him that Prince Moritz of Anhalt-Dessau had died of serious injuries and had passed away on 3 September. Written in Prague in the early morning of September 8 by the Duke of Befern..."
"Enough! Don't read it anymore! β
The middle-aged bald man roared in pain, trembling all over, and clenched the corner of the map hard, the paper map was easily gathered into a ball, and he was powerless to resist.
"Your Majesty, what we urgently need at the moment is a victory, if we can defeat Marshal Daun who is besieging Prague this time, the Holy Roman Empire coalition forces will not be able to threaten our army's rear supply lines. In addition, I propose to shrink the front and withdraw all the remaining defenders of Marienburg in East Prussia to Pomerania, so that winter can come..."
"Get out! Get lost! Get out of here, you shit! Idiot! Stupid! Useless thingβ"
The bald man hissed and roared, and the suppressed emotions that he had desperately held in his heart were completely released, completely isolating himself from others, like a fragile child, covering up his timid and humble heart with crying.