Chapter 469： sluggish british army

Jerome Bonaparte and Baron Raglan reached a compromise in laughter and laughter. The joint command of the two armies of Britain and France is only responsible for passing messages and coordinating operations.

At the strategic level, the commanders of the two armies are not subordinate to each other and fight side by side.

In terms of specific tactics, the British and French armies need to formulate corresponding tactics according to the characteristics of their own troops.

Neither party has the right to interfere with the other party's tactical formulation, only the right to advise each other.

In general, this time the British-French coalition adopted the policy that you hit you and I hit me. As long as there is no disagreement at the broad strategic level, the tactical level depends entirely on the combat effectiveness of both armies and the capabilities of the commanders.

In this regard, Jerome Bonaparte has absolute confidence in the French army he has transformed.

Moreover, Jerome Bonaparte, who had no interest in encroaching on the command of the British army, was also happy to see the various "King Chef"-style tactical commands of the British army on the Crimean battlefield.

After all, if there is no British army as a foil, how can it show the correctness and necessity of Jerome Bonaparte's military reform.

Military action is the only test of military reform.

Jerome Bonaparte didn't mind stepping on Britain and Russia to announce to the world that the army that swept Europe was back.

Of course, Jerome Bonaparte can be sure that after the Crimean War, a new round of military preparations will surely usher in.

Old Maoqi, who is good at learning advanced experience, will never miss such a once-in-a-lifetime learning opportunity, and Jerome Bonaparte still welcomes Lao Maoqi's transformation of the Prussian army.

Because the more old Moltke transforms the Prussian army, the stronger the Prussian army; the stronger the Prussian army; the more courageous the Junker nobles; , then he is bound to follow the "trend" to expand Prussia's territory, and the greater the contradiction between Prussia and Austria in Germany.

At that time, Jerome Bonaparte only needs to stand by and fan the flames, and Prussia will definitely not be able to resist Austria, and he will let Bismarck know what it means to turn a blind eye...

However, the premise of all this is that the French army cannot stop after the Crimean War, and must continue to deepen reforms.

Strong firepower and a perfect mobilization system are the guarantees for the survival of the French army in the international community.

These two points are still far from the current French army.

After the joint forces had negotiated, Jerome Bonaparte invited Baron Raglan to have dinner with all the generals present.

During the dinner, Jerome Bonaparte and Baron Raglan were smiling and chatting with each other.

Under the deliberate guidance of Jerome Bonaparte, Baron Raglan became the "protagonist" of the banquet. After a while, the slightly drunk Baron Raglan told the audience about the previous era. Some interesting things happened, among them the Duke of Wellington, the Emperor Napoleon, the Grand Marshal of Sirte, Talleyrand, Metternich and Fouché.

Memories are always worrying, and Lord Raglan, who is deeply in love, can't help crying, he misses his friend (the Duke of Wellington), and also misses the enemy who hurt him (Emperor Napoleon, Grand Marshal Sirte ).

In the words of Baron Raglan, their time has passed, and now it is the time of Jerome Bonaparte.

"Your Majesty, I seem to see the figure of the great man from your body!" The half-drunk Baron Raglan said to Jerome Bonaparte.

"It's an honor for me to receive such an evaluation from you, sir!" Jerome Bonaparte said happily.

"Actually, you are in some respects more terrifying than the great man of the past!" Baron Raglan burped his wine and rolled his tongue to Jerome Bonaparte: "You… Patience! If the great man at the time could be like you, we probably wouldn't be able to beat him at all!"

"I'm just an ordinary person under the shadow of the emperor, I can't afford such a high evaluation!" Jerome Bonaparte said humbly to Lord Raglan.

Baron Raglan smiled and shook his head, lamenting the passage of time.

The banquet ended with laughter and laughter. The drunk Baron Raglan was helped out of the Tuileries Palace by the adjutant who was not drunk, and took a carriage to the British Embassy.

Standing in the courtyard of the Tuileries Palace, Jerome Bonaparte was burning with the oncoming cold wind, watching the carriage carrying Baron Raglan gradually drive into darkness.

Immediately, Jerome Bonaparte was in the cold wind again. After standing for a long time, he turned and returned to the Tuileries Palace.

On the other hand, Baron Raglan, who had returned from the Tuileries Palace to the courtyard of the British Embassy, ​​opened his blurry eyes under Ambassador Cowley's concerned gaze, and then pushed away the adjutant who was supporting him.

"Commander Raglan, how do you feel now?" Lord Cowley asked Raglan.

In the Tuileries Palace, he was stumbling up and down, as if he was drunk, and now Baron Raglan "miraculously" stood up straight without anyone's support. The adjutant who followed him immediately understood that Baron Raglan had been in the Tuileries before. Li Gong's drunkenness was just a show.

Standing in place, Baron Raglan slightly tidied up his wrinkled cuffs, patted Ambassador Cowley on the shoulder and said in a wistful tone, "Don't worry! That little wine won't get me drunk at all!"

"Then you..." Ambassador Cowley still looked at Baron Raglan suspiciously.

"I couldn't control my mouth at the banquet before, and I said a lot!" Baron Raglan responded to Ambassador Cowley with a wry smile.

Gu Li "Yeah!" Ambassador Cowley nodded in response to Raglan man, and then ordered the servants in the embassy to take care of Baron Raglan.

Early in the morning on February 2.

The sky in Paris was filled with crystal clear snowflakes, and the cold wind was even stronger than yesterday.

There are few pedestrians on the street, only public carriages moving slowly, through the slightly foggy glass windows, you can see the "office workers" in the carriages, who are sitting in the cold armchairs rubbing their hands and breathing back and forth.

It was in such a weather that Baron Raglan and his lieutenants would travel by horse-drawn carriage to the railway station in a neighboring province that was not yet covered by snow, where they would take the railway to the port of Toulon, and then take the French warship to the Conqueror. Tantinopolis.

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Baron Raglan, who had left Paris, took three days to reach the port of Toulon with his adjutants.

In the port of Toulon, they met Dicko, the French Admiralty.

After a brief self-introduction, Minister Dicko immediately dispatched two sailing steam battleships and three steam engines to **** Baron Raglan to the Near East.

Baron Raglan thanked Dicko, and the two sides shook hands to say goodbye. The steamboat carried Baron Raglan aboard the sailing steam battleship.

The steam engine started, and the battleship gradually left the port.

Then, after three days of living at sea, Baron Raglan finally arrived at the waters near Rhodes Island.

At Rhode Island, Baron Raglan joins up with the British Expeditionary Force.

At this time, the British Expeditionary Force had already abandoned their own artillery and rifles, and replaced them with all-in-one Mignet rifles and small Napoleon cannons.

Even their war horses were presented as a friendly gift from the French army.

If it weren't for the uniforms on the British Expeditionary Force, as well as the Duke of Cambridge and others, Baron Raglan almost thought that the army in front of him was a French disguised army.

The Duke of Cambridge, the interim commander in charge of the army, had a look of relief on his face after seeing the arrival of Baron Raglan. He finally didn't have to worry about the declining morale of the British army.

"Commander!" The Duke of Cambridge, together with the Chief Quartermaster and others, came to Baron Raglan to salute Lord Raglan.

Baron Raglan returned the salute with a serious expression, and then the group headed to the camp in Rhodes Island.

The Duke of Cambridge in the tent said angrily to Baron Raglan that they were deceived by British intelligence.

The Gallipoli Peninsula is simply not a suitable place to be stationed, there is nothing for their troops there, there is no way to get supplies there, and the impact of the recent blizzard has caused a large number of non-combat attrition of their troops.

"How many people do you have now?" Baron Raglan asked the Duke of Cambridge and others.

"In those days on the Garibaldi Peninsula, our troops lost a total of 1,400 men! Now there are about 18,200 men!" The Duke of Cambridge reported the number of troops to Baron Raglan.

After hearing the non-combat attrition reported by the Duke of Cambridge Baron Raglan couldn't help frowning.

1,400 casualties were comparable to a medium-sized battle.

The Duke of Cambridge also told Baron Raglan that the sudden blizzard not only caused a certain degree of casualties to the British Kingdom, but also had a certain blow to the morale of the British Kingdom soldiers.

Many soldiers believed that the blizzard must have been the will of God, who did not want to see them go to war with the Orthodox Church on behalf of the pagans.

"When did this word spread?" Baron Raglan asked the Duke of Cambridge.

The Duke of Cambridge shook his head and shrugged, saying he didn't know.

"Forget it!" Baron Raglan glanced at the Duke of Cambridge angrily, then turned and left

The Duke of Cambridge touched his nose in embarrassment and stood still without moving.

For the next few days, Baron Raglan devoted all his energy to boosting his morale.

The morale of the British army quickly recovered with the encouragement of Baron Raglan.

On February 12, a steam speedboat gradually approached Rhodes Island, and he would issue the next order for the British Army in Rhodes Island.

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