Chapter 42: Boost

"My fellow soldiers, from today onwards, it will be my first day to take over the 4th Battalion."

In front of everyone's expectant eyes, Lawrence said loudly:

"As promised, the moment you decide to follow me, we will be brothers to each other. I know that you were once seen as a rat in the sewers and a parasite in the army by the rest of the army, but as of today, that's all gone.

Follow me! When you retire from the army, you will accumulate enough wealth to go to Florence to live out your old age; Follow me! When you reach the streets of Ajaccio, the Corsicans entertain you war heroes with flowers and mulled wine. As long as I, Lawrence Bonaparte, remain in this world, infinite glory and riches will be in your hands. ”

"I will be infinitely generous to share with you what we have, and all this will require you to give one thing in return."

Lawrence raised his arms and shouted, pausing for a few seconds. All the soldiers stood on tiptoe and looked at Lawrence nervously and expectantly, waiting for him to say what he was asking for in return.

"Loyalty! I couldn't ask for anything else. ”

There was silence for a moment, and Lawrence closed his eyes, his right hand clenched into his fist on his heart, waiting for the soldiers to respond.

Soon, I don't know who took the lead in following Lawrence's example by hammering his right hand to the heart and shouting:

"Loyalty!"

This leading chant instantly ignited the passion of all the soldiers, and everyone straightened up, exhausted the last shred of oxygen in their lungs and shouted:

"Loyalty!"

"Loyalty!"

"Loyalty!"

......

The sound was higher and higher, and the birds in the woods were so frightened that they flew up one after another.

Lieutenant Seth also raised his arms in the crowd and shouted, for the first time he felt like he was a real soldier again after staying in the 4th Battalion for so long.

Although Major Tripfary, who was standing behind Lawrence, did not join the fanatical soldiers, he couldn't help but look at Lawrence with a little more admiration.

He could now finally understand what he had seen that day, and why Lawrence's patrols were so cohesive.

Lawrence stretched out his hands and pressed down, signaling for everyone to be quiet, and then spoke:

"I have heard the oath of each and every one of you, let God bear witness that only death can break the oath between brothers."

In response, there was a burst of cheers from below, and Lawrence waved his hand again to signal the crowd to be quiet, and took a few steps forward, drawing closer to the soldiers, and said solemnly:

"Just today, the 4th battalion received an order for a special operation. We will fight deep into the rear of the Genoese, and we will not have any reinforcements or supplies, nor will we have any reinforcements or casualties. ”

The soldiers couldn't help but be stunned, their original fanatical expressions faded slightly, and in the face of the real danger of death, even the glory and wealth that Lawrence had just promised faded a little.

Major Trefarly whispered in Lawrence's ear worriedly:

"Saying this now will inevitably shake morale."

Lawrence shook his head firmly and replied in a low voice:

"They have to be mentally prepared."

Lawrence then looked at the soldiers who were a little flinching, and announced aloud:

"This is undoubtedly a life-or-death operation. I therefore declare that after my death in battle, Major Trefali will take command; When Major Trefali was killed in battle, Lieutenant Seth took command; When Lieutenant Seth is killed in battle, he is commanded by the highest ranking surviving military officer! ”

The soldiers couldn't help but look up at Lawrence, and couldn't help but think, "Is this commander ready to die in battle?!" ”

Lawrence seemed to see through the soldiers' thoughts, and said passionately:

"For the sake of Corsica's freedom and independence, for your glory and wealth, I am ready to become conscious."

At this point, even the most timid soldier felt blood boiling in his chest. Even his own commander has already realized that he will stay on the battlefield forever, and he has no reason to escape.

"I'm looking forward to seeing the Corsican blood on the battlefield, and now, all of them are disbanded!" Lawrence ordered.

But the fanatical soldiers remained in place, looking at Lawrence with fervent adoration, until Lawrence and Trevary called Lieutenant Seth to leave, and the soldiers dispersed in twos and threes.

When the three Lawrence came to the edge of the camp, Lieutenant Seth was the first to speak excitedly:

"Sir, I can't remember the last time the Fourth Battalion had such morale."

Major Trevary nodded in agreement, and couldn't help but approvingly, "Great speech, Major Bonaparte." ”

Lawrence smiled wryly and shook his head, he just understood that the human heart is the greatest treasure.

His unborn nephew, who was exiled in history, was still supported by soldiers from Toulon all the way back to Paris to be re-coroned, which is the result of people's desire.

Now that he had established his prestige among the soldiers, Lawrence was to begin work on bringing the Fourth Battalion back to normalcy.

"By the way, Major Trefali, you will take over the second company for the time being." Lawrence commanded.

Since the fat man who gambled and made the bank was shot that day, the commander of the second company has been vacant. Lawrence was also unfamiliar with these soldiers, so he had to put the experienced Major Trefali in charge first.

Lawrence was then given the responsibility of the two company commanders for all the chores and discipline in the camp, and he was not going to do everything himself because of his lack of experience.

Just as Lawrence was explaining his business to the two company commanders, there was a sound of sooting in the woods.

The three of them looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw that it was about twenty orderly soldiers pushing flatbed carts towards the camp.

Lawrence nodded, this should be the batch of supplies approved to him by General Nathan, so he took the initiative to confirm the handover with one of the officers at the head.

Lieutenant Seth's eyes widened, and he circled around the flatbed trucks, picked up a brand-new military jacket, and couldn't help but say in surprise:

"Oh my God, sir, is this for the Fourth Battalion?!"

"Any questions?" Lawrence asked rhetorically.

"Of course not, of course." Lieutenant Seth seemed to remember something, and said with a bitter face:

"The Fourth Battalion has not received supplies for a long time, as you can see, sir, everyone's clothes have long been washed and whitened but have not been replaced, and the blankets are all torn and still covered with rags. Previous commanders have also applied to the Command, but..."

Lawrence nodded in understanding, and Nathan certainly didn't want to waste resources on the waste he saw as a bunch of waste.

"As I said, this is all in the past, and I will make the 4th Infantry Battalion a hero to the Corsicans, and no one will discriminate against us again."

Lawrence patted Lieutenant Seth on the shoulder and said earnestly:

"Now, lieutenant, distribute these things to every soldier, and store the excess for the time being. As for muskets and ammunition, they need to be stored and guarded. ”

"Understood!" Lieutenant Seth saluted excitedly, and then brought a few soldiers to carry the supplies into the camp and begin distributing them.

In a few moments, even Lawrence and Trevary, who were standing at the edge of the camp, could hear the cheers coming from inside.

"It's weird." Major Trefali listened to the cheers coming from the camp and said with a smile, "I obviously just gave them what they deserved. ”

Lawrence looked at the camp and quipped:

"It's not easy, if I can assign everyone what they should have, I can be the emperor."

"Maybe you can."

"Who knows."