Make France Great Again

"What did you say? Say it again!"

The night after the Battle of Sinop, a paddle steamer quietly approached the military port of Constantinople, then disembarked and headed towards the Ottoman palace. Soon after the people on the ship entered the Ottoman Palace, the exclamation of Abdulmecid I came from the Imperial Conference Hall, followed by his rapid and high-pitched voice: "What happened to my naval fleet?"

"Dear Your Majesty the Sultan!" The reporter was a British man wearing a dark black breasted British Navy uniform. At this time, he was speaking fluent Greek to Abdul Mecid I: " I'm sorry to report this sad news to you. Your fleet has been completely wiped out due to a sudden attack two days ago!"

"The entire army was wiped out!" Abdul Meguid I's face turned pale and his lips murmured slightly.

Then, he even raised his voice and said: "How could the entire army be annihilated! How could it be!"

"In the early morning one day ago, the Russian Empire rode..." The British told Abdulmecid I what happened at that time, which also included the fact that after the Battle of Sinop, the Russian Empire came ashore to capture the Ottoman Empire. Sailors and other situations.

"Where is Osman Pasha? Where is that idiot now?" Abdulmecid I asked the British through gritted teeth.

Although reason told Abdul Meguid I that now was not the time to vent his inner anger and resentment, at least not to show himself in front of others, Abdul Mejid could not help it. With an unknown fire, if he had the chance, he would definitely impose the severest punishment on the culprit who caused the fleet's failure.

However, the next words of the naval special adviser from Britain dispelled his thoughts.

"Commander Ottoman has now died in the line of duty! When we found him, his body had fallen near the fort in Sinop!" The British sighed and responded to Abdulmecid I. .

"Dead?" When Abdulmecid I heard the news of Osman Pasha's death, he fell into confusion again, and then couldn't help but said: "Are you sure it's him?"

"That's right!" The British nodded affirmatively and responded to Abdul Meguid I: "I'm sure!"

Abdulmecid I opened his mouth to say something, but found that his heart was already in a mess by the news of the fleet's destruction, and he didn't know what to ask him.

"Alas!" Abdul Meguid I sighed. He took off the ring set with a light blue gemstone in his hand and handed it to the British hand. He said solemnly: "Thank you very much, Mr. Slade. For your contribution to the Ottoman Navy, I also thank you for telling me the news of the destruction of the fleet! This ring is a personal gift from me to you, and you can also like it!"

The British... no, it should be the Ottoman Empire's special naval adviser Slade shook his head and responded to Abdulmecid I: "Your Majesty, I am also responsible for the failure of this war! If I could If you always remind your Excellency, Commander, then we won’t suffer such a defeat!”

After saying that, Slade wanted to refuse the gift given to him by the Ottoman Sultan. He needed to maintain his dignity as a navy. This war that wiped out the entire army had already caused some stains on his naval career. He had no face. Reasons to ask for the Sultan again.

"Mr. Slade, this is not your fault!" Abdul Meguid I comforted Slade: "As our country's naval special adviser, you are only responsible for organizing training for our country's navy. Missions and military orders have always been completed by our side! This war is ultimately due to our command errors, and you don’t have to blame yourself for this!"

"Even so, I am not willing to accept it!" Slade still stubbornly refused the Sultan's reward: "Your Majesty, I cannot deceive myself! As a special adviser, it is my duty to remind the commander to be careful of enemy ship sneak attacks. , but I didn’t... Now, I just escaped by chance, how can I be so shameless as to accept your gift!"

One of Abdulmecid I and Slade was willing to give, but the other was unwilling to accept.

Just when the two were in a stalemate, Abdul Meguid I spoke to Slade again: "Mr. Slade, do you understand the entire process of this naval battle?"

Slade nodded and responded: "I watched the whole process of a normal naval battle, and then followed the soldiers to escape to the residential area!"

"In this case, can you please write a detailed naval battle report for me!" Abdul Meguid I asked Slade, and then found a reason at random and said perfunctorily: "I need to get With this naval battle report, I will question my cabinet!"

"Of course!" Slade nodded and responded to Abdul Meguid I.

"Then please give me this ring as your reward!" Abdul Meguid I found a reason and handed over the ring again.

"This is too expensive!" Slade shook his head and said to Abdul Meguid I.

"If you still feel sorry for yourself, please finish writing the naval battle report! Give the naval battle report to Ambassador Canning!" Abdul Meguid I responded to Slade, "This is very important to us. Very important!"

"This..." Slade took the ring from Abdul Meguid I and nodded noncommittally: "I will hand the report into your hands tomorrow afternoon!"

"Trouble!" Abdul Meguid I forced a smile on his face that had not yet recovered its rosiness.

Gu Si/span Afterwards, Slade knelt down and said goodbye to Abdul Meguid I: "If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first!"

"Yes!" Abdul Meguid I waved his hand and responded softly.

After Slade left, Abdul Meguid I looked at the empty palace in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

The black eunuch responsible for serving Abdul Meguid I appeared in front of Abdul Meguid I: "Your Majesty!"

"Hold me!" Abdul Meguid I lowered his voice and said to the black eunuch.

Upon seeing this, the black eunuch hurriedly came to Abdul Meguid and helped Abdul Meguid I forward.

With the help of the black eunuch, Abdul Meguid I staggered to sit on the throne.

"Let Marshal Mahmoud come over!" Abdul Meguid I, who was sitting on the throne, said to the black eunuch angrily.

Looking at His Majesty the Sultan who seemed to be about to die, the black eunuch asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, do you need me to send you to the palace, and then let Marshal Mahmoud go to the palace to communicate with you?"

"No! I am right here, talking to Marshal Mahmoud in this hall!" Abdul Meguid I responded to the black eunuch with a stiff neck.

"Yes! Your Majesty!" The black eunuch could only follow the advice of Abdul Meguid I and went to invite Marshal Mahmoud.

It was late at night in Constantinople at this time. Under the shining of a ray of silver, the black eunuch rode a carriage to the castle of Generalissimo Mahmoud and woke up Generalissimo Mahmoud!

"Generalissimo, Your Majesty has summoned you!" the black eunuch said to Generalissimo Mahmoud in a sharp voice like a drake.

After General Mahmoud glanced at the black eunuch, he asked respectfully: "Your Majesty, what do you want from me?"

Then Mahmoud approached the black eunuch and handed a few gold coins to the black eunuch.

The black eunuch who received the gold coin immediately turned to a passionate face and said sharply to Marshal Mahmoud: "I don't know what happened! Your Majesty always asks us to avoid him when talking to others! However, Your Majesty, My face didn’t look good after the conversation, I thought something terrible might have happened!”

Mahmoud couldn't help but feel something in his heart. For some reason, he suddenly thought of the United Fleet.

Could it be the news of the destruction of the United Fleet? No! Absolutely impossible. That guy from Osman was reporting their results to me a few days ago. How could it be...

A strong sense of uneasiness flooded into the heart of General Mahmud. This uneasiness made General Mahmud somewhat resistant to going to the Ottoman court.

"Marshal, we should go!" The black eunuch's urging voice once again reached Marshal Mahmoud's ears. Mahmoud came back to his senses and nodded to the black eunuch.

When Mahmud walked into the hall of the Ottoman Palace, with the help of the pearllight in the hall, Mahmud saw Abdulmecid I sitting on the throne.

At this time, he was looking at Mahmoud expressionlessly, like a god sitting on a throne.

Marshal Mahmoud was slightly shuddered, and then he saluted Abdulmecid I on the throne and said, "Your Majesty!"

"Mahmud!" This time Abdul Meguid I did not address Mahmoud as the Grand Marshal, but directly called Mahmoud's name: "Tell me the truth! The destruction of the fleet is... It’s not part of your plan!”

"What?!" Marshal Mahmoud couldn't help but trembled in his heart after hearing Abdul Meguid I's response.

"The Imperial Fleet has been annihilated by the Russian Empire at the port of Sinop! I want to ask you whether this is part of your plan!" Abdul Meguid I couldn't help but raise his voice by two decibels. .

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Marshal Mahmoud's eyes widened, as if he didn't want to believe it: "Where is Osman? Where is he now?"

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