"I'll go!"

The guy who said this was none other than Baron Raglan, the commander of the British Expeditionary Force.

At this time, Baron Raglan had no time to pay attention to the situation of the second batch of training troops. If the first army had been lost in the Near East due to non-combat attrition, then Baron Glenn, the commander of the expeditionary force, would have come to an end!

At that time, he will not only face the rebuke of the cabinet, the royal family, and the newspaper, but also the reproach of some nobles.

The vast majority of the officers of the first batch of 20,000 troops who went to the Near East were the children of nobles, and the reason why the nobles "entrusted" their children to Baron Raglan was that they hoped that Baron Raglan would lead them to victory. These noble children are not afraid of life-and-death battles on the battlefield, but they are afraid of meaningless deaths.

Waiting for death brings them far more fear than battlefield and fear.

That's why many armies would rather risk their annihilation than die of disease and bitter cold.

No one knows better how the original Emperor Napoleon failed and fled from the Russian Empire! A full 610,000 troops (including 300,000 from the French Empire) entered the Russian Empire, and in the end less than 65,000 people escaped from Russia, and all the essence of the First Empire was buried in the ice and snow of Russia.

The British army is now facing the same danger as the French army, and if it is not careful, the 20,000 key members will be severely damaged. In the future, even if some soldiers are drawn from other units to fill in, in terms of combat, they are far inferior to the current army, so he, the commander, must arrive in the Near East to boost morale.

Prime Minister Palmerston was of course aware of this, and he immediately ordered Baron Raglan to set out as soon as possible, with a view to reaching the Near East within a week.

Baron Raglan immediately stood up from his seat and bid farewell to Prime Minister Palmerston, who needed to go back and prepare the necessities for the Near East.

After seeing Baron Raglan leave, Palmerston also issued an order to Lord Clarendon, ordering the Foreign Office to issue a letter to the Canning ambassador in the Ottoman Empire to ensure the safety of the lives and property of British soldiers in the Gallipoli Peninsula, and to seek help from the French Empire if necessary!

For now, Palmerston can only hope that the French Empire has enough supplies in Rhodes to meet the needs of the Kingdom of Britain.

In the afternoon of the same day, Baron Raglan and his four lieutenants departed from the English Peninsula on a steamer from the London docks, arriving in the port of Normandy early the next morning.

[PS: At the same time, the commanders of the armies except France had three or four adjutants around them to help the commander sort out the plan, analyze the situation, and make plans, and they undertook the work that belonged to the staff officers. Moreover, most of the military ranks of these adjutants are captains and majors, and there are rarely cases of middle-level officers serving as adjutants. It was not so much an adjutant as a personal staff of the commander. Even Prussia, which already had a General Staff, was no exception]

Baron Raglan, who disembarked from the port of Normandy, wore a black cotton suit and walked through the streets of the docks of the port of Normandy, looking at the emerging industrial city in front of him, Baron Raglan couldn't help but feel the change of time.

A few decades ago, Normandy was not as commercial as it is now, and two kilometres around the port was a barren place.

Today, thanks to maritime trade and the Industrial Revolution, Normandy has become a new city of textiles.

Although far less prosperous than Paris, Normandy, which relies on sea transportation, has a potential that should not be underestimated.

Emotion to emotion, the arrogance of the Anglo-Saxon people and the hatred of the Napoleonic wars made Baron Raglan still full of prejudice against this French city.

When Baron Raglan stood on the docks, he made a big deal about the development of Normandy and told about the shortcomings of Normandy. The French, who lived in Normandy and loved the city, could not resist Baron Raglan.

If it weren't for the fact that Baron Raglan and the others were British, the surrounding French would have taken revenge on this disrespectful old man a long time ago.

Of course, this group of sincere French patriots did not know that the cynical old man in front of them was actually the aide-de-camp of the Duke of Wellington decades ago.

Besides, Baron Raglan, who is over seventy years old and still keeps exercising, is not afraid of the provocation of two or three French "little devils"!

The adjutants, who were unwilling to make a big deal out of the situation, had no choice but to drag the cynical old man onto the same train to Paris.

When the train arrived in Rouen, he was told that it was necessary to travel to Paris in a horse-drawn carriage due to a recent snowstorm in Paris, and Baron Raglan once again complained about France.

The hard-working adjutant had no choice but to contract a carriage for Baron Raglan to Paris, and the group of five took the carriage to Paris at night.

The wind lamps placed at the four corners of the carriage swayed in the cold wind, and the snow on the road was gradually tamped by the repeated crushing of pedestrians and ruts, leaving only rows of footprints and the marks of wheels, and the wheels rustled against them.

……

After a day's and a night's drive, Baron Lun and his party finally arrived in Paris.

Baron Raglan, who had just arrived in Paris, had not had time to enjoy the warmth of Paris, but immediately went to work, and he appeared to have gone to the British Embassy in France, where he met with Ambassador Cauley.

Ambassador Cowley, who was enjoying himself at the opera house, was informed by the secretary of the embassy who had come to look for him that Baron Raglan had arrived in Paris, and then took his leave with the other ambassadors in the box, and then hurried to the embassy.

Ambassador Cowley, who was with Baron Raglan at the embassy, said to Baron Raglan with a respectful face: "Commander Raglan, welcome to Paris!" ”

"Ambassador Cowley, I must now hurry to the Near East to take over from the Duke of Cambridge my troops that are being hit by a blizzard. So, I would like to finish a meeting with the Emperor of France as soon as possible and then go to the Near East. Can it be done? Baron Raglan asked sharply.

After hesitating for a moment, Ambassador Cowley said in a resolute tone: "Please wait a moment! I will arrange your meeting with the Emperor of France as soon as possible! ”

"Thank you very much!" Baron Raglan said to Ambassador Cowley.

For the next two days, Baron Raglan spent the rest of his time in the embassy conducting strategic analysis, using the same map he had brought from the library of the Kingdom of Britain.

That's right! Baron Raglan did not use professional maps, but rather Crimean Diary of Lord de Roth and Crimean Diary of Major General Alexander Mackintosh.

After studying the two travel diaries, Baron Raglan even wondered if God was favoring the Russian Empire, and he summoned a blizzard to trap the Kingdom of Britain on the Gallipoli Peninsula.

According to these two travelogues, the winters in the Near East were warm, and there were no snowstorms at all. (As it turned out later, the authors of these two articles did not stay in the Near East for long at all)

Finally, on the evening of the second day, Ambassador Cowley informed Baron Raglan that the French Emperor Jérôme Murphy had told the French Emperor Jérôme. Bonaparte will meet with the French Cabinet at the Tuileries Palace on 1 February with Baron Raglan.

"February 1st?" Baron Raglan subconsciously glanced at the wall calendar hanging on the wall of the embassy, it was January 30th, which meant that the time of the meeting was the day after tomorrow, he nodded at Ambassador Cowley and said, "Yes!" ”

……

Time flew by, and soon it was February 1st.

Baron Raglan and his lieutenant rode from the embassy on horseback and arrived at the Tuileries Palace in less than ten minutes.

Baron Raglan dismounted in front of the courtyard of the Tuileries Palace, along with his lieutenant, the Emperor's lieutenant, Edgar Edgar. Ney shook hands with each other.

"Your Majesty is inside!" Edgar. Ney invited Baron Raglan and others into the Tuileries Palace.

After Baron Raglan and the others stepped on the first steps of the Tuileries Palace, the "Imperial Guards" wearing light blue military uniforms on both sides of the gate of the Tuileries Palace stood at the same time, and at the same time drew the commander's saber at their waists and pointed to the sky.

Immediately, the impassioned French military music sounded in the Tuileries Palace.

The faces of Baron Raglan and his lieutenant, who listened to the military music, changed slightly, and he did not know whether this was a welcome ceremony or a dismount.

Baron Raglan with his lieutenant in Edgar. General Ney led the way into the halls of the Tuileries Palace.

Here, Baron Raglan saw the "Emperor Napoleon" in a lev gown and a Napoleonic hat on his head.

In a trance, Baron Raglan felt as if he had returned to the era of the Golden Iron Horse a few decades ago, when the Duke of Wellington's aide-de-camp accurately conveyed the information of Commander Wellington to the front, and it was at that time that he saw the "great man".

Of course, the great man also took his right arm without any problems.

No! He is not Napoleon! He's just a vile imitation clown!

Baron Raglan shook his head desperately, reminding himself inwardly.

"Mr. Raglan, what's wrong with you?" The voice of the "great man" reached the ears of Baron Raglan.

Baron Raglan looked up again and saw Jérôme. Bonaparte at the time, shrouded in Jérôme. The shadow of Emperor Napoleon in Bonaparte disappeared.

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