On the third day after the siege of the fortress of Silistra was lifted, the cavalry of Bashpozuk, under the orders of Major General Conrobel, set out from the fortress of Silistra in the early morning.

After a day-long gallop, they finally arrived at the Allied Headquarters in the Varna area at 5 p.m. that day.

"What? Has the fortress of Silistra been cleared? Has the Russian Empire retreated to the north bank of the Danube? Commander Raglan, who received news from the fortress of Silistra, said in a questioning tone.

Commander Raglan really couldn't understand why the Russian Imperial Army was retreating, and the Russian Imperial Army in the mouth of the Bashpozuk cavalry was not at all the same as the Russian Imperial Army that he remembered had conquered Paris.

Obviously, the Russian Empire's troops crushed the fortress of Silistra and the troops they sent out to support, why did they evacuate in a hurry.

Although the Bashpozuk cavalry standing in front of Commander Raglan did not understand Commander Raglan's words, he surmised from Commander Raglan's expression that the commander in front of him probably questioned the accuracy of his information.

"I can assure Allah that the Russian Empire has really withdrawn to the northern shore! (Algerian)" the Bashpozuk cavalry replied with an anxious look.

"What is he talking about?" Commander Raglan turned his gaze to St. Raglan. Marshal Arnaud asked Brigadier General Trochu.

In this camp, apart from the translators, only St. Saint's Brother, who has been in North Africa for a long time, remains. Marshal Arno and Trochu understood.

"Let's let the translators come!" Saint. Field Marshal Arno replied to Commander Raglan with a smile on his face.

Then, turning his back to Commander Raglan, he looked at the Near East on his desk, gesturing his hand back and forth on the map.

"Translation, translation!" Commander Raglan turned to the translator beside him.

The translator translated the words of the Bashpozuk cavalry to Commander Raglan, and then expressed his subjective feelings to Raglan: "Commander, I don't think he is lying!" ”

"Okay! I know! Commander Raglan nodded, then ordered the interpreters and the Bashpozuk cavalry to leave.

After the departure of the Bashpozuk cavalry and interpreters, Commander Raglan came to St. Raglan. Arnault looked at the Near East with a complicated expression and sighed: "I really didn't expect the Russian Imperial Army to retreat like this!" If General Suvorov had seen their descendants become what they are now, he would probably crawl out of the grave in anger. ”

"I think this is the norm in Russia!" Saint. Marshal Arnault gloated: "I wonder if the troops of the Russian Empire also retreated all the way to Moscow, and compared with their predecessors, Paskevich is still stuck in someone else's territory!" ”

For St. For Marshal Arnault's generation of Parisians, the damage inflicted on them by the Russian Empire was nothing short of a nightmare. If possible, St. Marshal Arnault himself was eager to dismember the Russian Empire into several pieces.

Naturally, he himself could not understand Commander Raglan's complex feelings towards the Russian Empire.

"Okay!" Commander Raglan shrugged his shoulders, he understood that the two sides were at opposite ends in terms of emotions poured out on the issue of the Russian Empire, so he did not want to be in the same position on this issue. Marshal Arnault made an awkward fuss: "Since we have defeated the Russian Empire...... Not! I mean they at least retreated, so why don't we take this opportunity to preach to our respective governments! This would also leave room for our government to maneuver in diplomacy! ”

"What do you mean...... "St. Arnolu asked, with a pensive expression.

"We can use this retreat of the Russian Empire as a bargaining chip, a bargaining chip to force certain countries to join us!" Commander Raglan said secretly, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Some countries want to reap the benefits while not wanting to join the war against Russia...... It's a pipe dream! ”

Saint. Field Marshal Arnault immediately realized that the "certain countries" to which Commander Raglan spoke were none other than the Austrian Empire.

In recent times, the Austrian Empire, which was the bearer of Central Europe, was unusually active.

On the one hand, they called for the peaceful and stable development of the Near East on international occasions, and on the other hand, they quietly contacted the German region to maintain armed neutrality, hinting to Britain and France about the future belonging of the Danube Principality.

It's really out of the limelight.

Commander Raglan felt the need to publicize the victory so that the Austrian Empire would understand with whom they should stand.

"If we push the Austrian Empire too much, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not join the Russian Empire!" Saint. Arnault raised his concerns.

After all, if the diplomatic method of maximum pressure is used well, it can achieve the goal with half the effort, and if it is not used well, it will turn into an unprecedented military disaster.

"Persecution?" Commander Raglan smiled schemingly, and he shook his head at the Holy Saint. Marshal Arnault responded: "No, no, no! We don't need to persecute them. Since they are willing to act as messengers of peace, then we will fulfill their wishes. As long as the Russian Empire is willing to withdraw from the Danube principalities and dismantle its own military bases on the Black Sea, then we promise peace. ”

Commander Raglan on the condition of Jean St. Marshal Arno gasped.

If the Russian Empire really had to do what Commander Raglan had to do, then the Russian Empire would have lost all the gains of Nicholas I after his succession.

Nicholas I's own throne, and even his life, would be at stake.

A tsar who could not lead Russia to victory, there was and only death.

"If I were the Tsar, I would not have agreed to your conditions!" Saint. Field Marshal Arnault replied to Commander Raglan.

"If they don't agree, it's not that we don't want to keep peace in Europe! The war will start again! Commander Raglan spread his hands and said with a sigh of regret for the failure of peace in Europe: "At that time, we only need to recognize some of the rights of the Austrian Empire, and promise to guarantee the security of the Austrian Empire!" Naturally, they are willing to side with us! ”

After listening to Commander Raglan's words, St. Raglan. Marshal Arnault began to secretly admire him in his heart.

Whether Raglan succeeded in this strategy, the pressure would not be on the side of Britain and France, but on the Austrian Empire.

As long as the Austrian Empire was unwilling to accept the fact that the Russian Empire occupied the Danube principalities, then they would inevitably choose to mediate.

The outcome of the mediation of the Austrian Empire would inevitably be on the side of Britain and France.

However, as soon as the Austrian Empire became biased in favor of Britain and France, the Russian Empire was bound to be angry.

After all, the Russian Empire brought its own dry food to help the Austrian Empire suppress Hungary, and by the way, gave the Austrian Empire several million rubles.

Now that Russia needed the support of the Austrian Empire, Austria was on the side of Britain and France.

"This is nothing short of a blatant betrayal!" Saint. Marshal Arno said in a strange tone.

"Betrayal? How can it be called betrayal for the sake of the interests of the Austrian Empire! Commander Raglan said solemnly: "If you want to blame, you can only blame, the Russian Empire is too naïve!" ”

Saint. Marshal Arnault nodded noncommittally, judging from the current situation, it was really a wrong choice for the Russian Empire to rescue the Austrian Empire.

Saint. Field Marshal Arno and Commander Raglan looked at each other and smiled, and after a friendly exchange of views, Commander Raglan left the camp. Marshal Arno still stood still, staring at the map.

After a while, Brigadier General Trochu, who was the marshal's aide-de-camp, once again came to the camp and asked the saint. Field Marshal Arnault reported the news of the arrival of the commanders of the 2nd and 3rd Divisions in the camp.

"Let them in!" Saint. Marshal Arnaud said to Brigadier General Trochu.

Brigadier General Trochu walked out of the tent and invited General Bosquet and General Pelisier into the tent.

"Marshal!" Bosquet and Pelisier both turned their backs to St. Pelisier at the same time. Marshal Arnault saluted.

Saint. Marshal Arnault turned to Bosquet and Perissier and said, "Sit down!" ”

The three of them sat on three chairs made of wood. Marshal Arnault asked, "Two, what are you so anxious to see me for?" ”

After glancing at each other, Bosquet and Perissier gave each other a tentative inquiry: "Marshal, I have heard that Conrobel fought a beautiful victory at the fortress of Sillistra!" Is this true? ”

"That's right! Major General Conrobel did win the Russian Empire near the fortress of Silistra! "St. Marshal Arnault smiled at Bosquet and said, "What? What do you want to say? ”

"That's right!" Boskai was respectful to St. Marshal Arnault asked: "We would like to ask, when will the plan for the assault on the fortress of Sevastopol begin?" My men can't wait to do it! ”

"yes!" Pelissier also said helpfully: "My bunnies have long wanted to teach a hard lesson, hateful Slavs, in order to repay the damage they inflicted on us in Paris!" ”

For Bosquet and Pellisier's rhetoric, St. Marshal Arnault did not want to believe a word.

In the final analysis, they just saw that Conrobell had a battle to fight and an official to promote, so they had a kind of comparison mentality.

"Don't worry! You are indispensable for war! "St. Arnault grimaced Bosquet and Perissier, "However, you two must assure me that you will discipline your men in the near future!" In the meantime, I've already received a number of complaints from residents around Varna! They say that the French soldiers only do things like stealing all day long, so how can we do this here! ”

Saint. Arnault's criticism made Bosquet and Perissier smile sheepishly.

To be honest, the French army was already a relatively good one in the worse environment of the 19th century, and at best it passed by and flirted with married women, tavern fights, and other trivial things.

Where, like the British army and the Sardinian army next door, they all ran to the mosque to arrest the little girl.

The end result was that the little girl was released, and the soldiers who committed the crime were punished painlessly.

"Definitely! Certain! "Bosquet and Pelissier to the saint. Marshal Arnault assured.

"That's it! Go back first! I'll tell you when the troops depart! "St. Marshal Arno waved his hand and said to the two of them as if he were driving away flies.

After Bosquet and Pelisier left, St. Marshal Arno frowned and pressed his hand to his abdomen.

After a while, St. Marshal Arno's expression turned painful, his face turned pale, and hot sweat ran down his forehead.

"Oh God! Please give me a little more time! "St. Arno whispered a plea to God that he didn't want to fall at this time.

After a while, the pain faded away. Marshal Arno's expression gradually changed back to the way it was.

After simply tidying up his clothes and wiping the sweat from his forehead, he shouted out the door again.

Brigadier General Trochu entered the tent, St. . Marshal Arnault gave an order to it: "Immediately convey the war for the withdrawal of the Russian Empire to Paris!" Remember to move fast! ”

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