Chapter 447: Shut Up! I'm not talking about democracy in Britain!

"Oh? So the Kingdom of Britain has finally made up its mind to declare war on the Russian Empire? ”

On the morning of the third day after Britain declared war on the Russian Empire, Jérôme, who was inspecting a workshop in the Northern Industrial Park and preparing to admonish some of the unscrupulous capitalists who were about to come. Bonaparte suddenly received a request for an alliance from the British government, represented by Lord Cauley, to the French government.

Although the roar in the workshop did not drown out Jérôme. Bonaparte's voice, however, made Lord Cauley, who had never liked to be in noisy environments, feel an inexplicable sense of annoyance, as if a steam hammer was constantly striking at the depths of his soul.

However, in order to fulfill his duties as a diplomatic ambassador, Lord Cowley was only able to force his physical discomfort and get close to Jérôme. Bonaparte, less than 1 meter away, replied loudly: "Your Majesty, the Kingdom of Britain has declared war on the Russian Empire three days ago!" ”

"Three days?" Jérôme. Bonaparte glanced at Lord Cowley in surprise, and asked in a slightly yin and yang tone, "So it took you three days to think about whether or not you should formally form an alliance, and when did the British cabinet become so ineffective?" ”

"It's based on democratic considerations!" Lord Cowley said awkwardly, and he also had some resentment towards the British Cabinet.

Now that the British Cabinet has decided to declare war on Russia, can the efficiency of the British Cabinet be raised?

To be honest, Lord Cowley, who was accustomed to the efficient administrative instructions of the French Empire, was also a little overwhelmed by the outrageous administrative efficiency of the Kingdom of Britain when he received the news from Britain.

Every bill, even a trivial matter, has to go through the Cabinet and the two houses of approval, and sometimes a small cabinet must be formed first, and then it can be obtained to the cabinet parliament, and after the cabinet meeting agrees, the two houses can vote and hand it over to Queen Victoria.

This back-and-forth approach simply applies the selfish nature of human beings to a certain extent, and every cabinet member, government official, and parliament is willing to be a non-stick pan, and they pin the passage of proposals on the semi-nihilistic will of the people. Once the proposal is passed, they take the credit for the proposal on their own.

If there is any mistake in the future, they will quickly push the fault to the front of public opinion, and protect the government department and themselves.

If they really can't calm public opinion, they will also shift all the blame to the privatized companies to whitewash their own integrity.

Under such an atmosphere, it is too difficult to cultivate an elite politician with responsibility and vision.

"What a democracy!" Jérôme. Bonaparte couldn't help but sigh with emotion, he spread his hands and said: "Democracy, democracy!" Isn't that what I mean by making decisions for you, you Britons talk about democracy all day long, and there are a few people who really believe in this thing, and everything you do is not in the name of "democracy", all your secret deeds are legitimized, this kind of democracy seems to me to be nothing more than a robber's democracy......"

Lord Cowley, who was standing aside, heard Jérôme. After Bonaparte's criticism of the Kingdom of Britain, there was still some identification in his heart, but this shallow identification was destined to fail to break the arrogance in the bones of the Ansaxons.

If Jérôme. If Bonaparte were not the monarch of a country, Lord Cowley swore that he would throw his treasured white gloves in his face.

Lord Cowley's boredom in Jérôme. Bonaparte's discussion of the topic of "democracy" intensified after it was finally discussed in Jérôme. After Bonaparte had talked about the topic of "democracy" for nearly two minutes, Lord Cowley, who was standing on the sidelines, could not help but exclaim: "Your Majesty, shouldn't we now discuss the formation of a joint force?" ”

After hearing Lord Cowley's rebuttal, Jérôme. Bonaparte stopped his rambling speech, thought thoughtfully, and said to Lord Cowley in a theatrical tone that could only be used when performing a play: "O united forces! ”

"That's right! I have come on the orders of Prime Minister Palmerston to discuss with you the formation of a joint force to punish the Russian Empire! "Lord Cowley doesn't like Jérôme. Bonaparte was just in the shop, and he looked solemnly at Jérôme. Bonaparte said.

"It's easy!" Jérôme. Bonaparte clapped his hands lightly, and said in a slower tone: "The Kingdom of Britain and the French Empire only need to give full play to their own specialties and perform their own duties. ”

"Do you mean that the Kingdom of Britain is only responsible for the navy, and the army is in charge of France!" Lord Cowley vs. Jérôme. Bonaparte asked.

"That's right!" Jérôme. Bonaparte nodded and further expanded on what Lord Cowley had said: "Our two countries can form a joint command, and our fleets and transport ships in the Mediterranean can be handed over to the naval commander of the United Command appointed by Britain for unified command, and correspondingly, the Kingdom of Britain needs to hand over your land forces to the personnel we have appointed for unified command!" This will ensure that our two countries can be harmonized in lockstep! ”

After listening to Jérôme. Bonaparte's Hua, Lord Cowley nodded sympathetically, the navy is what Britain is good at, and the army is what Britain is not good at.

If the army was to be put under the command of France, it might have a different effect.

"I would like to ask how many troops your Kingdom of Britain is going to send to the Near East to ensure the safety of the Ottoman Empire!" Jérôme. Bonaparte asked Lord Cowley with a smile drawn into his mouth.

"Britain plans to send a contingent of about 100,000 people to the Near East!" Lord Cowley paid homage to Jérôme. Bonaparte revealed the number of British troops, and then added: "However, our advance force is only about 20,000 men!" ”

"Who is the commander of this unit?" "Jérôme. Bonaparte continued to ask curiously.

"Lord Raglan!" Lord Cowley immediately sent a letter to Jérôme. Bonaparte replied proudly, and then explained the origin of Lord Raglan: "He was the aide-de-camp of the Duke of Wellington and fought in many battles!" He is a general who can fight well! ”

When Lord Cowley said this, he suddenly realized that Lord Raglan was a member of the family of the losers of the Battle of Waterloo.

Thinking of this, Lord Cowley's face changed slightly, and then he glanced at Jérôme with an uneasy expression. Bonaparte.

Jérôme at this time. Bonaparte, after hearing the name of Lord Raglan, could not help but feel a moment of silence at the impending fate of Britain.

In the Battle of Crimea on the OTL timeline, part of the reason why the British army pulled its hips was related to Lord Raglan, in addition to its own poor logistics.

This stereotyped, almost dogmatic Napoleonic veteran general, did not learn the skills of his boss, the Duke of Wellington (combined with Wellington's performance after the Napoleonic Wars, the Duke of Wellington's improvisation was more of a helpless behavior, and he himself was a stereotypical general and politician), but carried forward the stereotyped side.

In particular, the practice of wearing heavy military uniforms in the summer can simply compete with the Ottoman Empire for the position of the king of the Crimean cook.

Not to mention the reckless and direct use of light cavalry to impact the cannon, it is a Don Quixote performance.

Of course, such a stereotypical general is none other than Jérôme. Bonaparte wanted to see the guys.

Although Britain and France are now sleepwalking for a short time, Jérôme. Bonaparte still hoped that Britain would shed more blood.

However, the appearance of Lord Raglan also heralded Jérôme. Bonaparte's already unreliable Anglo-French Joint Command declared defeat.

A stereotyped general, who had lived through the Napoleonic Wars, would not hand over his army to a "speculator" (here St. Saint. Marshal Arnault, who was "famous" on the London Stock Exchange with Paris) General.

The resistance that Lord Cowley had anticipated did not show up, and Jérôme. Bonaparte, on the contrary, said to Lord Cauley in a positive and cooperative manner: "That is wonderful! With this respected elder, we will definitely be able to achieve brilliant results! ”

Subsequently, Jérôme. Bonaparte pretended to be lost and sighed, "I don't know, can I have the honor to meet this general who fought with the Duke of Wellington!" The last era is gradually about to leave us! ”

"Your Majesty, you can!" Lord Cowley immediately turned to Jérôme. Bonaparte responded: "Lord Raglan will land in the port of Calais by ship, pass through France, and then sail to the Near East in Marseille!" When he passes through Paris, he will pay you a visit! ”

"Great!" Jérôme. Bonaparte smiled falsely: "I can't wait to meet General Taglen!" ”

"Your Majesty, your wish will soon come true!" Lord Cowley vs. Jérôme. Bonaparte assured.

Subsequently, Jérôme. Bonaparte and Lord Cowley walked out of the workshop and came to a wilderness two kilometers away from the workshop, where the clanging of the steam hammer against the iron disappeared, and in the distance were rows of cottages and fields one after another.

Looking at the idyllic scenery in front of him, Jérôme. Bonaparte couldn't help but feel refreshed.

In such a situation, the two began to discuss the initial cooperation between Britain and France (the follow-up of in-depth cooperation will need to wait for the arrival of the mission). When Bonaparte tactfully asked the British army if they needed the assistance of French logistics, Lord Cowley, who knew nothing about the logistics of the Near East, refused.

After nearly half an hour of discussion between the two men, Lord Cowley left the industrial park.

Looking at the back of Lord Cowley's departure, Jérôme. Bonaparte couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, and then returned to the workshop of the North Industries Company.

The admonition to the capitalists is about to begin again!

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