Struggle in Russia

Lazarev was also ecstatic when he got the news. He never expected that his last trip to St. Petersburg would be so rewarding. Originally thinking that it was Xi Cai who casually pulled a certain unlucky Grand Duke, who would have thought that he would be pleasantly surprised.

Not only did he bring down the Mikheevich brothers who had been in the way, but he also found out the reality of Wallachia, and now he can even help solve the food problem. Lazarev wondered if there was a certain big It can't be done publicly.

Even Lazarev is so satisfied, not to mention Duke Mikhail. For him, a certain Grand Duke helped to solve not only the food problem, but in a sense it was a basic solution. the problem of Wallachia.

Before, Duke Mikhail was worried that the National Party would fight to the death, but judging from the food issue, these people had no intention of resisting at all, okay? If you really want to resist, how can you sell food?

Even Duke Mikhail felt that there was actually an easier way to solve the rebellion in Wallachia, so he simply spent money on it. If enough money was paid, the National Party might stop itself.

Of course, this is just thinking about it. Duke Mikhail knew that he wanted to solve the mess in Wallachia so quickly that he could go to Austria to claim credit, so he came up with this naive idea.

As the saying goes, the broom will not run away without dust. Without the deterrent power of the Russian army, no matter how useless the National Party is, it is impossible for the National Party to voluntarily surrender for a little profit.

"Immediately send a reliable person to Bucharest and tell His Excellency the Grand Duke. I accept his suggestion and ask him to deliver food as soon as possible, the sooner the better!"

In order to show his sincerity, Duke Mikhail took a special photo of Leonid and immediately set off for Constanta with hundreds of thousands of rubles in cash. He couldn't wait to buy up the grain of the Wallachians. .

Not only was it fun to give money, but Duke Mikhail immediately wrote a memorial to Nicholas I. The meaning of the whole text was just two words - money!

After a stone in his heart fell to the ground, Duke Mikhail could finally concentrate on thinking about military issues. Nicholas I handed him about 200,000 troops, including about 50,000 naval infantry from the Black Sea Fleet, and about 50,000 other infantry from St. Cossacks and light infantry transferred from the Caucasus direction.

There are a lot of these troops, they are indeed not small, but compared with the 400,000 troops in Paskovich's hands, they are younger brothers. The man in his hands is not only more, but also more elite, and some of them are guards. The army and dragoons are basically in the hands of "father".

Obviously, Nicholas I not only trusted Paskovich more, but also paid more attention to Austria, and Wallachia and Moldavia were just raking grass and beating rabbits by the way.

The only thing that Duke Mikhail is stronger than Paskovich is the navy, and the entire Black Sea Fleet is also at his disposal, but this time the enemy is just a mere Wallachia rebels, and even the army is enough to make ends meet. , there is not even a coastline, so what if the Black Sea Fleet is a small regional overlord?

Anyway, according to Duke Mikhail's plan, the Black Sea Fleet is more of a transportation brigade this time. The main task is to be responsible for logistics supplies, and use flat-bottomed cargo ships with relatively small displacement to transport supplies for his army through the Danube River. As for the frontal battle , basically useless.

Such an arrangement naturally made the officers of the Black Sea Fleet not particularly happy. After all, the only way for soldiers to make meritorious service and receive awards is to fight. After waiting for more than ten or twenty years, it was finally time for the big battle, but nothing happened to them, so no one can be happy about it.

"General, in this way, don't we become the role of soy sauce? The dirty work is ours, and we have no chance to receive awards for meritorious service! This is not fair!"

Lazarev's face was a bit serious. If someone else told him that, he wouldn't pay much attention. There are too many people talking strange things, and he doesn't have so much energy to deal with them all.

But now it was the good student Nasimov who spoke to him, and that was different. Because he understood the nature of his students, if he hadn't been really anxious, Nasimov wouldn't have come to him to chatter.

Even Nasimov, who has always been prudent, made a move, let alone what happened to the more impatient monkey boys below.

"The opinions below are big?" Lazarev asked seriously.

"Yes, General. The officers and boys are very dissatisfied with the mission. We are a great navy, the greatest Black Sea Fleet created by Peter the Great, and the sharpest blade of the empire. There is no reason for the blade to be miscellaneous!"

Lazarev pinched his forehead, and his migraine began to attack again. As he grew older, the root cause of the disease that fell at sea when he was young began to attack. Whenever the pressure suddenly increased and his brain was overused, he would It hurts like half of my brain is frozen, it feels like my brain is frozen, and I can't think of anything.

Lazarev began to pinch his forehead vigorously, using violent rubbing to restore his "frozen" mind to work. At first, the effect was not bad, but as the migraine became more and more serious, now even if he rubbed his scalp red Broken skin, the effect is only unsatisfactory.

Nasimov naturally also saw his teacher's discomfort, and immediately blamed himself a bit. If the teacher hadn't worked hard to manage it these years, the Black Sea Fleet would have been tossed even worse by the Mikheevich brothers.

He really loves the old man, and he really doesn't want to make trouble for the old man. But this time, there is really no way. The opinions of the people below are really great, and they can't be suppressed anymore.

Nasimov also understood the original intentions of the officers. Serving in the Russian army is hard work, even in the navy with the best pay. Compared with their British and French counterparts, their equipment and pay are worse. The only chance to improve their pay is to fight for meritorious service.

If you can be awarded a title, not only will you honor your ancestors, but your wife and children will not have to worry about eating and drinking. Even future children and grandchildren will be able to rely on the title to receive better education and have a higher social status.

But now that the opportunity to be knighted is there, the higher authorities say that they have no chance, who can bear it. Adventures against the wind at sea are precarious, but there is only such a result, anyone will be fried!

So Nasimov could only bite the bullet and get up to find Lazarev, hoping to give a chance to the brothers below to make a comeback.

Lazarev sighed, and knew that it was not easy for naval officers and soldiers, but this time there was really no way, he couldn’t even bring Turkey along to fight just to give the Black Sea Fleet a chance to be rewarded for his meritorious service, right? Where does that put the interests of the country?