Right here in Jérôme. When Bonaparte fell into self-doubt, the soldiers on the side asked Jérôme enthusiastically. To which army did Bonaparte belong and what name did it belong!

"Hmm! Actually, I'm ...... "Jérôme. After hesitating for a moment, Bonaparte responded: "I am from the 3rd Division, the 2nd Brigade, and the 3rd Regiment, and my name is Jérôme. Pario! ”

When Jérôme. After Bonaparte said this, several soldiers sitting around him cast envious glances at him at the same time: "So you are a member of the Guards Division!" ”

"That's right!" Jérôme. Bonaparte nodded, then tore off a piece of black bread and chewed it in his mouth, and asked curiously: "Did something happen to the Guardsmen?" ”

"Nothing!" The soldiers shook their heads, and one of them patted Jerome. Bonaparte's shoulder said to him in a senior tone: "I didn't expect that your physique could also be selected for the Guards Division!" It seems that the standard of the Guards Division is not as high as imagined? ”

"Luck! Luck! "Jérôme. Bonaparte smiled and waved his hand in response to the soldier.

"Hey! If only we had your luck! The other soldier sighed and whispered, "Now your Guards Division is in the limelight!" Especially that division commander of yours, Pelisier, I heard that the domestic newspapers are about to tout him as the second generalissimo of Sirte! Once he succeeded St. The position of Marshal Arnault, brother, you will naturally follow the rising tide! ”

"That's what I said!" Jérôme. Bonaparte asked, pretending to be curious.

"What else can I say! Pelisier succeeded St. After Marshal Arnault became the commander of the expeditionary force, war was indispensable! Once the war starts, your 3rd Division will naturally be reused! When the time comes, don't you be able to be promoted directly, brother! The soldier replied in a verbal tone.

"This ......" Jérôme. Bonaparte scratched his head and retorted: "War is not an outing!" How can you win casually! ”

"Dude, I really don't know how you got into the third division!" The soldier spoke to Jérôme in a tone of hatred that iron does not make steel. Bonaparte responded: "How can those soldiers in the hands of Russia be our opponents!" ”

The other soldier likewise said, "Yes! The whole of Russia is like a broken house, crumbling, and it only takes a slight kick from us on the door frame and they will collapse with a bang! ”

When the soldier said this, Jérôme. Bonaparte felt a rush of familiarity, and he suddenly realized that these words seemed to be the words of the head of state when he was attacking the Soviets!

After 90 years, something happened ahead of schedule!

Damn it! I became Hitler!

Jérôme. Bonaparte couldn't help but curse secretly, he didn't want to be the guy who committed suicide in the bunker.

It turns out that anyone who underestimates Russia is bound to be defeated by Russia.

Russia is a country that has always felt corrupt and backward, its army is a random conscripted Slavic cattle, its bureaucrats have learned only to be corrupt and corrupt, and their government is only a little more inefficient than the Ottoman Empire!

But this does not mean that the Russian Empire is a fragile state, on the contrary, their government has been able to continue to fight with tenacity, despite its repeated mistakes, and to correct its mistakes in the battle, and then defeat its opponents.

From the Napoleonic Wars to the First World War to the Second World War, the Slavs proved their resilience as cattle.

The opponents that the Russian Empire needed to defeat were never abroad, but at home.

The way to defeat the Russian Empire was also not to defeat them militarily, but to instigate an internal rebellion in the Russian Empire while draining the Russian Empire's vital forces.

Anyone who tries to rely on military solutions to the huge empire will only end up being dragged down by this huge empire.

"Do you really think so?" Jérôme. Bonaparte asked the soldier with a serious expression as he stirred the vegetable soup with a wooden spoon.

Feel Jérôme. After the aura of superiority involuntarily emanated from Bonaparte's body, several soldiers present froze for a moment, and then cautiously addressed Jérôme. Bonaparte responded: "Not only us, but everyone thinks that the Russian Empire will soon collapse!" Don't believe you ask them! ”

With that, the soldier pointed to the officers around him who were eating.

"It's nonsense!" Jérôme. Bonaparte frowned slightly, and muttered quietly.

If, as the soldiers say, then there is a good chance that the Imperial army will face a bitter lesson in the next battle.

Now it seems that the victory of Sevastopol came so easily that many people underestimated the Russian Empire.

"Who the hell are you?"

The soldier's voice reached Jérôme again. In Bonaparte's ear, he quickly soothed his brow and reassured the slightly nervous soldiers around him: "Didn't I just say that? I'm from the 3rd Division! ”

"If you were just an ordinary soldier, you would never say that sentence!" The soldiers conclusively confronted Jérôme. Bonaparte said.

"Ahem...... Ahem, I'm also concerned about the comfort of the army! "Jérôme. Bonaparte said casually.

"You just said your name is Jérôme. Palio, right! "The soldier continued to address Jérôme with honorific titles. Bonaparte responded: "I remember that His Majesty the Emperor is called Jérôme. Joseph. Bonaparte, the emperor's nephew of the 1st Division, was called Jérôme. Patterson ...... So, do you have any connection with His Majesty the Emperor? ”

"It's barely a relative!" Jérôme. Bonaparte continued with a perfunctory remark.

"Then can you tell His Majesty the Emperor that the next time we go to war, can we let our second division take the lead!" The soldier looked at Jérôme with eager eyes. Bonaparte.

"You ......" Jérôme. Bonaparte was silent for a moment, and then said, "Are you not afraid?" ”

"Afraid? Why should we be afraid? The soldiers looked at Jérôme with puzzled expressions. Bonaparte said.

"Isn't death frightening?" Jérôme. Bonaparte asked the soldiers.

"Death is truly scary!" The soldier first admitted death, and then said with a serious face: "But what we fear more than death is that all our sacrifices will be ignored, and we are afraid that the glory of our ancestors will be dusted here in our place!" Our fathers followed in the footsteps of His Majesty Napoleon across the continent, and we like to follow the emperor's nephew to do what our fathers did but have not yet done!! ”

Another soldier also spoke: "I am the son of a peasant, and my grandfather once sacrificed a leg for His Majesty the Emperor, and he told me that the reason why our family can get to where it is today is all because of His Majesty's original policy!"

Therefore, the grandfather and father were confident that the emperor's nephews would not abandon their loyal peasants! ”

Jérôme. Bonaparte's face showed a touch of emotion, what loyalty this is!

Thinking of this, Jérôme. Bonaparte said to them in a firm tone: "Don't worry! I will respond to your wishes to the Emperor! ”

After that, Jérôme. Bonaparte drank the vegetable soup that was about to cool, and then got up and left the army canteen.

"Look at that man! Like not like a person! An officer sitting in the army cafeteria elbowed his friend next to him.

"Who?" The officer looked up with a puzzled expression, then looked in the direction of his finger.

When he saw Jérôme. After Bonaparte's face, the hand holding the wooden spoon shook slightly, and then said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty...... Your Majesty! ”

After speaking, he lowered his voice and asked urgently: "This is Your Majesty!" ”

"I don't know!" The officer shook his head, and then said, "However, I have heard that His Majesty the Emperor has arrived in Constantinople!" ”

"That's right!"

And just like that, in Jérôme. Shortly after Bonaparte's departure, a rumor of His Majesty's presence in the dining room spread in the military hospital.

Leave the restaurant Jérôme. Bonaparte strolled through the corridors of the hospital until he met Vilna again.

"Where did you go?" Vilnia asked in a whisper.

"The cafeteria!" Jérôme. Bonaparte replied rightly.

"What are you doing in the cafeteria?" Vilnia looked at him quizzically.

"What else can you do?" Jérôme. Bonaparte spread his hands and responded to Vilnia: "Eat! However, the lunch in the cafeteria is really ...... How to say it! Particularly! ”

"Why don't I let you go out to eat?" Vilnia asked Jérôme again. Bonaparte said.

"Excuse me!" Jérôme. Bonaparte shook his head and refused: "Now I am full!" That's right, St. What is Marshal Arnault's first stitch today? ”

"The second shot has just been completed!" Vilnia replied.

"Then you go to dinner first! I'm going to talk to Marshal Arnault! "Jérôme. Bonaparte replied to Vilnia.

"Hmm!" Vilnia nodded, and then told Jérôme. Don't talk too long about Bonaparte, St. Marshal Arnault also needed to rest.

"Got it!" Jérôme. Bonaparte nodded, then stretched out his hand and said, "By the way, give me a mask!" ”

[PS: Masks are also Jérôme. Bonaparte and Louis. The product of Pasteur's mandatory implementation, due to the substandard technology, the quality of the gauze mask is not very good, and it is particularly thick! 】

"What do you want a mask for!" Vilnia asked, pulling her mask out of her pocket.

"Do you think I'll be recognized as walking through the hospital like this?" Jérôme. Bonaparte replied with a smile.

Vilnia handed over the mask to Jérôme. Bonaparte, wearing a mask, walked briskly to St. The ward where Marshal Arno was located.

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