Make France Great Again

"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 all the first batch of troops were lost in the Near East due to non-combat attrition, then Baron Glenn would be done as commander of the expeditionary force!

By that time, he will not only have to face rebuke from the cabinet, royal family, and newspapers, but may also face censure from some nobles.

Most of the officers in the first batch of 20,000 troops heading to the Near East were children of nobles. The reason why the nobles "entrusted" their children to Baron Raglan was in the hope that Baron Raglan could lead them to victory. These noble children are not afraid of face-to-face life and death fights on the battlefield, but they are afraid of meaningless death.

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

This is why many armies would rather fight and risk annihilation than suffer death from disease and cold weather.

No one like Baron Raglan knows better how the original Emperor Napoleon failed and escaped from the Russian Empire in disgrace! A total of 610,000 troops (including 300,000 from the French Empire) entered the Russian Empire. In the end, less than 65,000 people escaped from Russia. All the essence of the First Empire was buried in the ice and snow of Russia, even if Napoleon later A new legion was re-established, and its combat effectiveness was far inferior to that of the legion that died in the Russian winter and became fertilizer for Russia's vast land.

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

Prime Minister Palmerston was certainly aware of this, and he immediately ordered Baron Raglan to set out as soon as possible and strive to reach the Near East within a week.

After receiving the order, Baron Raglan immediately stood up from his seat and said goodbye to Prime Minister Palmerston. Baron Raglan needed to go back first to prepare the necessities for the Near East.

After watching Baron Raglan leave, Palmerston also issued an order to Lord Clarendon, ordering the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to issue an order to Ambassador Canning in the Ottoman Empire to effectively protect the lives and property of British soldiers on the Gallipoli Peninsula. If necessary, you can seek help from the French Empire!

At this point, Palmerston can only place his hope on the French Empire's reserves of supplies in Rhode Island being enough to meet the needs of the British Kingdom.

In the afternoon of the same day, Baron Raglan and his four accompanying adjutants set out from the British Peninsula on a steam clipper from London Pier and arrived at the port of Normandy early the next morning.

[PS: At the same time, military commanders other than France had three or four adjutants around them to help the commander organize plans, analyze situations, and formulate plans. They were responsible for the work of staff officers. Moreover, the military ranks of these adjutants are mostly captain and major, and it is rare for middle-level officers to serve as adjutants. Rather than being an adjutant, he is more like the commander's personal staff. Even Prussia, which already has a general staff, is no exception]

Baron Raglan, who disembarked from the ship in the Normandy port, wore a black cotton suit and walked through the streets of the Normandy port dock. Looking at the emerging industrial city in front of him, Baron Raglan couldn't help but sigh at the changes of time.

In Normandy a few decades ago, the commercial atmosphere was not as developed as it is now. At that time, the area two kilometers away from the port was a deserted land.

Nowadays, affected by maritime trade and the industrial revolution, Normandy has become a new city composed of the textile industry.

Although it is far less prosperous than Paris, the potential of Normandy, which relies on maritime transportation, cannot be underestimated.

It's a sigh of relief that Baron Raglan is still full of prejudice against this French city due to the arrogance of the Angsa people and the hatred of the Napoleonic Wars.

When Baron Raglan stood on the dock, he talked nonsense about the development of Normandy and complained about the shortcomings of Normandy. The French who live in Normandy and love this city cannot help but refute Baron Raglan.

If it weren't for the fact that Baron Raglan and others were British, the surrounding French people would have retaliated against the rude old man long ago.

Of course, these sincere-hearted 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.

Furthermore, Baron Raglan, who is still exercising even though he is over seventy years old, is not afraid of the provocation of two or three French "little devils"!

The adjutants who were unwilling to escalate the situation had no choice but to drag the cynical old man onto the same train to Paris.

After the train arrived in Rouen, they were told that due to a recent snowstorm in Paris, if you wanted to go to Paris, you had to take a carriage. Sitting in the carriage, Baron Raglan once again complained about France.

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

The wind lanterns placed at the four corners of the carriage swayed in the cold wind. The snow on the road was gradually compacted by the repeated rolling of pedestrians and ruts, leaving only rows of footprints and marks of wheels. There was a rustling sound on top.

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After a day and night of driving, Baron Naron 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 and immediately got into work. It showed that he went to the British Embassy in France, where he met with Ambassador Cowley.

Ambassador Cowley, who was enjoying himself at the Opera House, was informed by the embassy secretary who came to look for him that Baron Raglan had arrived in Paris. He said goodbye to the other ambassadors in the box and quickly rushed to the embassy.

Ambassador Cowley, who was with Baron Raglan at the embassy, ​​said respectfully to Baron Raglan: "Commander Raglan, welcome to Paris!"

"Ambassador Cowley, I must hurry up and rush to the Near East to take over my troops that are suffering from a snowstorm from the Duke of Cambridge. Therefore, I want to complete a meeting with the French Emperor as soon as possible and then head to the Near East. Can this be done? ?" Baron Raglan asked vigorously.

After Ambassador Cowley hesitated for a moment, he said firmly: "Please wait a moment! I will arrange a meeting between you and the French Emperor as soon as possible!"

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

In the next two days, Baron Raglan stayed in the embassy to conduct strategic analysis, and the map he used was a travel map brought from the Library of the Kingdom of Britain.

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

After studying the two travel diaries, Baron Raglan even wondered whether God was favoring the Russian Empire. He summoned a blizzard to trap the British Kingdom on the Gallipoli Peninsula.

Because according to these two travel notes, winter in the Near East is very warm and there are no snowstorms at all. (It later turned out that the authors of these two articles had not stayed in the Near East for long at all)

Finally the next night, Ambassador Cowley told Baron Raglan that the French Emperor Jérôme Bonaparte would meet with Baron Raglan at the Tuileries Palace on February 1 together with the French cabinet. .

"February 1st?" Baron Raglan subconsciously glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall of the embassy. It is now January 30th, which means that the meeting will be the day after tomorrow. He nodded to Ambassador Cowley. Said: "Okay!"

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Time passed by in a hurry, and February 1st soon came.

Baron Raglan, who took off his regular clothes and put on a bright red-breasted military uniform, and his aide-de-camp set off from the embassy on horseback and rode all the way, arriving at the Tuileries Palace in less than ten minutes.

Baron Raglan and his aide-de-camp, who dismounted in front of the courtyard of the Tuileries Palace, shook hands with Edgar Ney, the emperor's aide-de-camp who was in charge of welcoming him.

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

After Baron Raglan and others stepped onto the first step of the Tuileries Palace, the "Forest Guards" wearing light blue military uniforms standing on both sides of the gate of the Tuileries Palace simultaneously took out the commander's belt from their waists. The officer's sword points to the sky.

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

Baron Raglan and his adjutant's expressions changed slightly as they listened to the military music. He didn't know whether this was a welcome ceremony or a show of force.

Baron Raglan and his lieutenants entered the hall of the Tuileries Palace under the leadership of General Edgar Ney.

Here, Baron Raglan saw "Emperor Napoleon" wearing a Lev's dress and a Napoleon hat. Looking for books www.zhaoshuyuan.com

In a daze, Baron Raglan felt as if he had returned to the era of fighting and iron horses decades ago. At that time, as the aide-de-camp to the Duke of Wellington, he accurately conveyed Commander Wellington's intelligence to the front line. It was also at that time that Then he saw the "great man".

Of course, the great man also took away his right arm smoothly.

No! He is not Napoleon! He is just a despicable imitation of a clown!

Baron Raglan shook his head desperately, constantly reminding himself.

"Mr. Raglan, what's wrong with you?" The voice of "The Great Man" reached Baron Raglan's ears.

When Baron Raglan raised his head again and saw Jerome Bonaparte, the shadow of Emperor Napoleon that shrouded Jerome Bonaparte disappeared.

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