The northern region was already sparsely populated, and even the peasants, merchants, and even bandits and thieves who occasionally bumped into them on the way walked away with great interest when they saw the shiny armor and sabers of the cuirassiers.

Fortunately, after Lawrence informed Major Trefary of the principles of the rifled gun, the two soon formed a good friendship, chatting and chatting along the way.

During these conversations, Lawrence also learned that the cuirassiers behind him were all directly subordinate to the Doge's Palace, and did not obey any of the legions.

These cavalry are a game-changing force on the battlefield by firing pistols as they charge at the enemy, then draw their sabers and charge into the enemy's weak spots, reload during the maneuver, and then fire and charge for the next round.

Such a high-cost but equally powerful unit made Lawrence very greedy, but he also understood that Poly would never let him get involved, and it was already Poly's bottom line to be able to let himself enter the army.

Although the bumps on horseback made Lawrence feel seasick for a while, the group finally arrived in Bastia in the evening of the second day after leaving Ajaccio.

Because this was the headquarters of the Northern Legion, most of the few thousand inhabitants of the original city had moved out of the city, and most of the soldiers in military uniforms were in the streets, and if there were others, they were almost all camp men or handymen.

Although Bastia is a port city, due to the small number of residents, the wharf is far less lively than Ajaccio, standing on the seashore and looking into the distance, you can only see small fishing boats from a few fishing villages on the outskirts of the city, scattered on the sea.

The six cuirassiers separated from them after escorting Lawrence and Trefary to Bastia, and as a force directly under the Doge's Palace, they were not required to report to the Northern Legion.

The headquarters of the Legion was located in the town hall of Bastia, a very Corsican wooden longhouse.

A flag with a white background hangs at the entrance of the longhouse, and on the flag is the silhouette of a plain black man's face, symbolizing the liberated Corsicans, which are also the national flag of the Republic of Corsica.

The guards at the gate let Lawrence and Trefali clear them after confirming their identities, and the two met the commander of the Northern Legion, General Sarres Nathan, in the longhouse.

General Nathan was not tall, but he was not angry, his mustache curled up slightly, and his eyes were always squinted, as if he were seriously looking at someone.

"Ah, Major Trevary, I know about you from General Pauly. Also, Mr. Bonaparte, please be seated. ”

General Nathan walked away from a map of Corsica hanging on the wall, habitually squinting at Lawrence and Trefali, beckoning them to sit down.

Lawrence couldn't help but frown, Nathan didn't bring a military rank to his name, which implied that he didn't think of himself as a member of the military.

Even so, Lawrence sat quietly in his chair, such a general who could gain the trust of Pauly and lead nearly two-thirds of the entire Wehrmacht was definitely not a simple role.

"Major Trevary, according to General Pauly's orders, you will take over the 4th Infantry Battalion from this moment on."

General Nathan's voice was steady, and he liked to look people in the eye when he spoke, but he skipped Lawrence and stared at Trefali.

Although Lawrence was expressionless on his face, he knew very well in his heart that this was General Nathan's dismount.

It is impossible for Pauly's order not to make it clear that he is the commander of the 4th Infantry Battalion, and that Major Trefali is only his own adjutant, and that General Nathan deliberately skips Lawrence, either by disobeying Pauly's order, or by Paulie's secret order to Nathan to do so.

Considering that General Nathan was in such a high position, it was impossible for him to disobey Pauly's orders in such an important matter, then the answer was obvious.

"Pasquale Pauli... The old fox didn't seem to want me to be too comfortable in the army. Lawrence thought to himself, biting his lip.

Despite knowing Pauly's tricks, Lawrence sat in silence, as if General Nathan's words had nothing to do with him.

Major Trevary was able to be promoted from a blacksmith to a major trusted by Pauly, it must not be without political acumen, although he did not receive Pauly's secret order, but like Lawrence, after thinking for a moment in place, he understood what General Nathan meant.

Obviously, both General Nathan and Pauly thought it would be best for a real man like Major Trevary to actually lead the 4th Infantry Battalion, with Lawrence to assist in the decision-making.

Major Trefarley knew that he should pretend to be confused and take command of the 4th Infantry Battalion from General Nathan.

However, as a craftsman, he was completely attracted by the idea of improving the smoothbore gun that Lawrence said on the way.

If he took over the command at this time, even if General Nathan took the opportunity to help him settle Lawrence, in private, Trevfar would not dare to be cheeky and cooperate with Lawrence to improve the musket.

Whether to please his superiors or choose an opportunity to serve the world of fame, after weighing it, Trefalli gritted his teeth and said:

"I'm sorry, General Nathan, I'm Adjutant to Major Bonaparte, and I ask you to confirm the order sent to you by General Pauly."

"Huh?"

Nathan was slightly stunned, he didn't believe that Trevally didn't understand what Pauli meant, and he didn't understand why Trevally suddenly turned back.

But in any case, General Nathan could only smile awkwardly, take a piece of paper from a pile of papers, look at it twice, and say:

"Oh, what a rereliction of duty, Major Bonaparte should take over the 4th Infantry Battalion, with Major Trefali as adjutant."

"Hmph" Lawrence couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart, then stood up straight and said:

"In that case, the fighter plane should not be delayed, so let's go to camp and take our leave, General Nathan."

With that, Lawrence patted Trevally on the shoulder, and walked out without looking back, and when he reached the door, Lawrence stopped, turned back to Nathan, and added:

"By the way, I hope you don't read Governor Poly's order next time to a shopping list, it's a bit funny."

Seeing Nathan crumpling the paper with his trembling hands, Major Trefali quickly got up, bowed to Nathan and ran out of the house, so as not to be affected by General Nathan's anger.

"Damn Lawrence Bonaparte..."

General Nathan slammed the ball of paper on the table with all his might, muttering to himself.

What made him even more angry was that Paulie had also specifically told him to assist the 4th Infantry Battalion in military operations as much as possible, which made it unrealistic for Nathan to target Lawrence privately.

As for the appearance, Lawrence is a major directly under the Governor's Palace, and Nathan has no authority to dispose of him in any way.

And Lawrence also knew this, knowing that Governor Pauly still needed him at this time, so General Nathan, who was deeply trusted by Pauly, must not have any actual hostile behavior with him.

"Major Bonaparte, where are we going now."

Trafary ran out of the longhouse and asked Lawrence.

"Let's go straight to camp." Lawrence glanced at Trafali and said with a slight approval.

Lawrence himself was a little surprised when Major Treffar rejected General Nathan just now, but he quickly realized that Trefali must have been interested in his idea of improving the smoothbore gun.

Although, even if Trevley took over the command, Lawrence would have a way to seize actual power in the army, but Trevary's choice still saved Lawrence a lot of trouble and gave Lawrence a bold idea:

"Maybe, I can use this project to pull him completely to my side..."

Lawrence squinted at Major Trefaly, his gaze fiery.