When General Nathan heard this, he grinned dryly twice, and said:

"You hate those councillors too? Great, we at least have something in common. ”

"I don't hate parliamentarians, I just think we need to change a group of people with real talents." Lawrence frowned and added:

"Besides, the General, you summoned us not to get together and scold the councilors."

Nathan restrained his expression a little, and said with great seriousness:

"I might be able to guess that you and General Poly are planning this withdrawal for a larger plan."

Lawrence nodded, it was not difficult to guess, he and Paulie certainly would not retreat the army against protest for no reason, so he said:

"That's right, but I don't have the right to reveal it."

"I understand."

Nathan's temper today is somehow much more restrained than the previous ones, and his hostility towards Lawrence is much lower.

"I don't know what you're planning, but I know it's an operation that means a lot to Corsica." General Nathan suddenly said in a deep voice:

"I apologize for the previous faux pas, Major Bonaparte. I thought you were a general in the 4th Battalion who had mixed up with a military rank, but what you did in the 4th Battalion made me think you were a real soldier. ”

With that, General Nathan took the initiative to get up, stretched out his right hand, and said:

"For Corsica, we need to work together."

Lawrence was silent for a moment, to say that General Nathan had no problem with him at all, Lawrence categorically did not believe it, and he probably knew that he had to cooperate with himself after seeing Pauly's order, so he would take the initiative to shake hands and make peace.

But in any case, being able to get the assistance of the Northern Army is undoubtedly a huge help for Lawrence.

In addition, General Nathan was in a high position in the army, and it would be of great benefit to Lawrence if he could win his support in the future.

"For Corsica."

Lawrence said solemnly, and stood up to shake hands with General Nathan.

The two of them clasped their right hands tightly together, and at the same time smiled at each other and nodded frequently, although they didn't know how sincere they were in their smiles, but this ritual still lasted for half a minute.

After sitting back in his chair, Lawrence was the first to speak:

"Now that General Poly has given the order, the withdrawal operation should be carried out immediately."

Lawrence, like Pauly, knew that there was not much time left for Corsica, and Lawrence, who was far away from Ajaccio, was worried that Ciro Russell would take advantage of the opportunity to target his men and not stay in Bastia for too long.

General Nathan didn't speak, but nodded approvingly, this plan was very important to Pauly, and even more so to himself.

Lawrence gave Trevary a look and motioned for him to explain to Nathan the plan they had discussed last night. Since Lawrence had never been on the battlefield, he handed over the details to the two professional soldiers to polish, and he only listened to them on the side.

The two discussed for more than an hour, during which many of Lawrence's proposals were rejected in the discussion, but the way the two battle-hardened soldiers thought in the discussion really made Lawrence learn a lot.

In the end, the two reached a consensus on two options:

The first was to let the northern corps launch a full-scale attack on the Ximu fortress, deliberately miscommand in the attack, and attract the Genoese army to take the initiative to attack in a hurried retreat.

The second was to let a small force go deep alone, bypassing the fortress of Creek and attacking the supply lines of the Genoese army, so as to attract the pursuit of the enemy, and in the retreat, to lead the enemy army to Bastia, which was already ungarrisoned.

Lawrence looked at Bastia's map, and for both options, even a layman could see that the first was too risky, and the Northern Army and the defenders in the Creekwood Fortress were only equal.

If the retreat is not timely, it is easy to cause heavy casualties, and then it will be playing with fire and self-immolation.

As for the second plan, which unit should be allowed to risk life and death to go deep alone, the three people already have the answer in their hearts.

"Major Bonaparte, what do you think? The first plan, if something goes wrong, the Northern Army is even in danger of being wiped out. ”

General Nathan habitually squinted at Lawrence and said, wondering what he was thinking.

Having said that, Lawrence knew that there was no other choice, and since he had taken over the power of the army from Paulie, he naturally had his own obligation.

"I see, the 4th Battalion will go deep behind the Creek Wood Fort." Lawrence said in a deep voice.

"Good."

General Nathan nodded in satisfaction, if the fourth battalion was completely wiped out in the operation, there would be no substantial losses to the northern corps. At that time, the blame can also be shifted to Lawrence's command mistakes.

"I will immediately proceed with the withdrawal of most of the supplies from Bastia, and I hope that the fourth battalion will be able to start operating within two days."

General Nathan added, then carefully folded Pauly's letter and put it away, motioning for Lawrence and Trefali to leave.

After leaving the longhouse, Lawrence and Trefali both looked extremely serious, and both knew very well that although they were officers, they were also very likely to be captured or even killed in this operation.

By the time the two returned to the camp of the Fourth Battalion, it was already noon.

"Sir!"

Lieutenant Seth was much more alert this time, and when he saw Lawrence from afar, he hurriedly came forward to salute.

"What's going on in the camp?" Lawrence nodded in return and asked.

"Very good." The irrepressible excitement and excitement on Lieutenant Seth's face was that he had not arrived in the 4th Battalion as a conscript, but had been assigned here as a company commander from the regular army.

In the past time, Lieutenant Seth watched the 4th Battalion degenerate into a settlement of hooligans and ruffians, but there was nothing he could do. But now, since the arrival of Lawrence Bonaparte, it seems that everything is beginning to normalize again.

"Sir, last night, about a dozen people left the camp, and the rest have already made up their minds to become real soldiers." Lieutenant Seth said excitedly.

"About a dozen?" Lawrence himself was a little surprised, and thought that a large number of soldiers who were accustomed to lawlessness would choose to leave.

Thinking about it this way, it may be that their ruthlessness really shocked them, coupled with the temptation of those two large boxes of gold coins, many people choose to follow them.

"Lieutenant, gather everyone, like last time, only three minutes."

"Yes!"

......

In just one day, the formation standing in front of Lawrence has changed from yesterday's loose semicircle to today's neat phalanx. Everyone was dressed in full uniform, and no one dared to drape their coats over their shoulders.

"Very good, Lieutenant." Lawrence estimated the time, and in less than two minutes, the fourth battalion had been assembled.

Lieutenant Seth smiled slightly wryly and whispered:

"They are actually soldiers who have been trained in war, and as long as they can be made to obey, they will not be inferior to other troops."

Lawrence nodded, took two steps forward, and accepted the gaze of all the soldiers.

All eyes are on Lawrence, and since they have given up and left, it means that they have tied their fate to Lawrence.

Glory and wealth, can this young major really lead them to harvest these?