Chapter 633: The Disappointed Gorchakov
When Jérôme. As soon as Bonaparte received another letter from Augusta from Paris, he resolved to continue his show work without interfering with the military deployment of the General Staff of the Expeditionary Force.
Only occasionally he would put forward some ideas of his own, such as: erecting a railway track near the port of Kamish and Sevastopol to make the traffic on both sides more convenient; sending naval forces to shell the Odessa region; abolishing serfdom in the Crimea; The military also had to set up its own internal newspaper for the military to circulate......
And the General Staff, in order to make their boss look better in terms of face, said to Jérôme. A small part of Bonaparte's plan was implemented with some modifications.
The small railway from the port of Kamish to Sevastopol was officially included in the plans of the General Staff.
The serfs in Sevastopol were also abolished by France as liberators, and part of the Slavic population rejoiced, while others were confused.
That's it, Jérôme. Bonaparte and the General Staff performed their respective duties, and the entire General Staff did not lose its duties because of Jérôme. Bonaparte arrived and fell into confusion at the command level.
The Anglo-Turkish-Saxon countries were also relieved to find that the French General Staff was still methodically building fortifications and reviewing troops.
The entire coalition force is still advancing according to the original plan.
However, the Russian Imperial Army in the fortress next to the Perekop Strait, more than 100 kilometers away from Sevastopol, was not as comfortable as the coalition troops, and Gorchakov, who had served as commander-in-chief of the Russian Imperial Front for nearly three months, was sitting in a chair looking at the list of supplies in his hand with a sad face.
Standing opposite was the bureaucrat in charge of escort logistics in the capital of Odessa, and the same face of the Odessa bureaucrat at this time also revealed a look of impatience, he obviously did not belong to the Russian Imperial Army, but he had to stand like a soldier, which was simply an insult to him.
As the minutes passed, the long wait finally made the Odessa bureaucrat lose his patience, and he was attached to the capital of Odessa without fear and said to the commander-in-chief of the Crimean Front, Gorchakov: "Your Excellency Commander Gorchakov, could you please sign the list quickly!" I'm going to take these things back to Odessa! ”
"Sign?" The bruises on Commander Gorchakov's forehead suddenly burst out, and he gritted his teeth and yelled at the bureaucracy in front of him: "The materials and personnel you have provided are not even half of what I requested!" Tell me how you asked me to sign it! ”
"Your Excellency, the materials you are holding in your hands have already been taught to you by the materials that we have pulled out from between your teeth in the whole of Odessa! It's not easy for us in Odessa either! Just be considerate of us! We must not give you our rations! The arrogance of the Odessa bureaucrats, who knew that they were wrong, weakened a little, lowered their stature and quibbled with Gorchakov.
"Considerate of you?" Gorchakov snorted, sneered at the corner of his mouth and scolded the bureaucrat in front of him: "I understand you, who will understand me!" My army is about to go to the front, and look at how much food you've brought in during this time! I have 260,000 men, not 20,000! Who do you fool with this grain?
You Odessa is the most important granary of the entire southern front, and now you are provided with such a small amount of food! ”
"Your Excellency Commander, it is true that we in Odessa are indeed an important granary in the entire south, but we also do not only supply your Crimean Front!" The Odessa bureaucracy complained bitterly: "The Russian Imperial Army in the province of Bessarabia needs our supplies, and the Russian army in the Caucasus also needs us to supply ......"
"That's it! I don't want to hear you say this, I just want to know one thing! Can you make up the supplies you owe me next time? Gorchakov asked the Odessa bureaucracy with a wave of his hand.
"Your Excellency, I'm afraid this will be difficult!" The Odessa bureaucracy shook his head and replied to Gorchakov, before adding: "However, we will do our best ......"
"How big is the biggest possibility!" Gorchakov slapped the table hard and asked loudly: "Seventy?" Probably? Or ninety percent! ”
"We do our best!" The Odessa bureaucracy still did Tai Chi on Gorchakov.
"Get your list and me!" Gorchakov threw the list out of his hand.
The unbound list spreads out in the air and lands in every corner of the room.
The Odessa bureaucracy had no choice but to bend down and pick up all the lists scattered on the ground and simply organize them.
After all the lists had been collected, the Odessa bureaucracy bowed to Gorchakov again and said: "Your Excellency, Commander, since you are not willing to sign your name on the list, I will not stop you, but I will report your actions to my superiors. ”
"You're threatening me!" Gorchakov looked at the Odessa bureaucrat in front of him with violent eyes, as if he was about to burst out in the next second and ordered his subordinates to shoot him.
"Your Excellency, this is not a threat!" The Odessa bureaucracy also responded without fear: "I'm just talking about things!" ”
"Get out!" Gorchakov pointed to the door and shouted: "You are not welcome here!" ”
The Odessa bureaucrat did not speak, he bowed to Gorchakov again, and then left the room, closing the door for Gorchakov by the way.
After a while, the more he thought about it, the more angry Gorchakov gritted his teeth and slammed his fist on the desk, and he scolded: "These pigs! Offal ...... They think that they are doing something in the Odessa region without knowing it, and what supplies are supplied to Bessarabia and the Caucasus, I think they are all transported into their own pockets! Their Majesty's food is all they are greedy for, these damned traitors, I must hang them all with a rope to Your Majesty! ”
The angry scolding seemed to get louder and louder with Gorchakov's emotions, but these angry scolding did not extinguish the fire in Gorchakov's heart, but made the anger in his heart more and more vigorous, and Gorchakov got up and paced back and forth in the office under the influence of anxiety, and his body became sweaty from anger.
Unable to vent his anger, Gorchakov scanned the room with his eyes, hoping to find something to vent on.
Soon, Gorchakov saw two wine glasses and an unopened bottle of wine on the windowsill near the wall next to his desk, and smashing glasses/bottles was undoubtedly an excellent means of venting.
So, he walked briskly to the windowsill, stretched out his hand, took a wine glass in his hand, and raised it above his head.
Just as Gorchakov wanted to vent his anxiety by smashing the glass, there was a knock on the door.
"Who?" Gorchakov subconsciously asked out loud.
"Your Excellency, Commander, it's me, Ivanov. Gorchakov!! "The person who spoke was one of Gorchakov's staff officers, and at the same time a distant nephew of Gorchakov.
Commander Gorchakov, who always remembered to maintain gentleness and elegance in front of his subordinates, could only forcibly suppress the anger in his heart, put the wine glass in his hand back to its original position, then took a deep breath, calmed down the restlessness of his eyes, and sat back on the commander's seat and said to Staff Officer Ivanov outside the room: "Come in!" ”
The door opened slowly, and Ivanov. Gorchakov entered the room, he first saluted Commander Gorchakov, and then replied to Gorchakov: "Your Excellency, Your Excellency, I have completely counted the number of non-combat attrition in the Russian Empire in the past two weeks, which you asked me to count!" Please accept! ”
After that, Ivanov. Gorchakov strode up to Commander Gorchakov and respectfully placed a document on Gorchakov's desk.
"Thank you!" Gorchakov looked at Ivanov with a smile. Gorchakov, he saw Ivankov . Gorchakov had sweat on his forehead and dry lips, pointed to the wine placed on the windowsill and said: "If you don't dislike it, you can open it and drink it!" ”
"Then you're welcome!" Ivanov. Gorchakov's face showed joy, due to the delay in the supply of supplies, Ivanov. Gorchakov has not tasted wine for a long time.
He quickly came to the windowsill, unscrewed the bottle, and poured a glass of wine for himself and Commander Gorchakov.
Right in Ivanov. When Gorchakov was about to hold two glasses of wine in his hands, Gorchakov's indignation and a hint of surprise reached Ivanov. Gorchakov's ear, "What the hell is going on?" Why in the past two weeks, there have been so many non-combat attrition in our army! ”
Originally in Ivanov. According to Gorchakov's report to Gorchakov, the number of non-combat attrition of the Russian Imperial Army in the past two weeks alone has soared to nearly 5,000, and the death toll has reached as much as 1,000.
"Your Excellency, it's August!" Ivanov. Gorchakov turned his head and reminded: "August is supposed to be a time of disease outbreaks, and our army is now short of medical supplies and medical stations, many wounded have to be crammed into a hospital bed, and there are already cholera wounded in some medical stations!" ”
After that, Ivanov. Gorchakov drank all the wine in his glass.
"Cholera!" Gorchakov's face was solemn, he understood the damage caused by cholera to the army, and it was not good that the whole army would lie down before it was launched: "How is the cholera wounded now? ”
"At present, the cholera wounded has been treated by Nikolai . Dr. Pirogor was admitted and he suggested that we triage cholera patients from ordinary patients! "Ivanov. Gorchakov responded to Commander Gorchakov: "I agreed to his request!" ”
"And then?" Commander Gorchakov asked Ivanov again. Gorchakov said.
"It's going to take a few days to see results!" Ivanov. Gorchakov paused and asked: "Your Excellency, with all due respect, are you really preparing to launch an offensive in the near future?" ”
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