Chapter 515： Chaos Landing and Food Crisis

Brigadier General McMahon, who had tasted the sweetness, immediately cleaned up the second wave of bandits with his hands after dealing with the first wave of bandits. The bandit camps were easily wiped out by Zhuav soldiers like hot knives cutting butter, and all the bandits in the camps were killed at the strong request of Ivankov.

The corpses of the bandits were also bought by Ivankov for ten francs each and transported to the small town of Yevpatoria on a cart.

The wealthy businessmen in the small town of Yevpatoria, who had fear and disgust for the French Empire, immediately thanked McMahon after seeing the bodies on the cart.

For their flour and wine merchants, there is nothing more abhorrent than Tatar bandits.

In order to express his gratitude to Brigadier General McMahon and others, Kasinacheev also organized wealthy businessmen in the town to present honey, fruit wine, wine, and flour as gifts to the Zhuaf group stationed outside the town.

After five days of cleaning, McMahon swept away the Tatar bandits within ten kilometers of the town of Yevpatoria.

The profits from the slaughter of the bandits reached millions of francs, including gold watches, gold jewelry, fine furniture, flour, etc.

Brigadier General McMahon, who made a lot of money, pulled all the jewelry and furniture to Yevpatoria for sale, and then turned all the money into necessities such as bread and fruit wine.

Under McMahon's one-off operation, the resistance to the French Empire army in the small town of Yevpatoria basically disappeared, and the residents of the town all gained a certain profit from this operation to eliminate the bandits.

As for the one million francs to redeem the town, it was naturally also turned into supplies by Brigadier General McMahon.

In order to store these materials, Brigadier General McMahon also set up a warehouse in the small town of Yevpatoria, and the villagers actively enriched the warehouse of the French Empire army.

After the warehouse was built, each villager received a 5-franc bank note with Napoleon's head on it.

With bank notes that can be exchanged for equal amounts in France, a primary exchange system separate from the Russian Empire is being established in the Crimea peninsula.

Over the next few days, one supply ship after another docked at the port of Yevpatoria, bringing one thing after another that the town had not seen.

Because of the arrival of the French Empire, the vision of the originally ignorant town has also broadened a lot. The lively Mayor Kasinacheev immediately saw a business opportunity, and he hurried to McMahon's headquarters to carefully test Brigadier General McMahon. Where did the stuff on these supply ships come from?

"Of course it's from the French Empire!" Brigadier General McMahon responded indifferently, and then added: "Of course, the current processing center is in Rhode Island!"

Since Rhodes Island was designated as a transfer center and processing center by Jerome Bonaparte, machines from France have been continuously shipped to Rhodes Island.

Bakery factories, cannery factories, weapon repair factories, and artillery production lines were established in Rhode Island, and the materials needed by these factories were obtained from the Ottoman Empire, which greatly saved the transportation of French supply ships to the Crimean Peninsula through the mainland. The cost of supplies is also conducive to strengthening the French Empire's control over the Rhode Island area.

"Your Excellency Brigadier General, can you discuss something with you!" Mayor Kasinacheev said respectfully to Brigadier General McMahon.

"What to discuss?" McMahon asked Kasinacheev with a sideways glance.

Brigadier General Kasinacheev made his own request. He hoped that when the next supply fleet arrives, it will be able to carry some machines for processing bread. He will buy it at a profit of 20% higher than the market price.

"Processed bread?" Brigadier General McMahon glanced up and down Kasinacheev and scolded with a smile: "You old fellow, you're quite a chicken thief!"

"No way! In this position, I have to do something!" Kasinacheev smiled and responded to Brigadier General McMahon.

"The price of a set of machines is not low, are you sure you want it?" Brigadier General McMahon asked again.

"Of course!" Kasinacheev responded decisively to Brigadier General McMahon.

"Okay! If you want, then I will do it for you! However, the price of a set of machines is higher than the market price!" McMahon stretched out three fingers, and the meaning was self-evident.

The 30% higher than the market price did give Kasinacheev a pain in the ass, gritted his teeth at Brigadier General McMahon at the thought that he could make up the difference by providing bread for the French Empire. nodded.

"Okay! I'll let you know!" Brigadier General McMahon nodded and responded to Mayor Kasinacheev.

The supply ship arrived at the town of Yevpatoria as usual the next day, and McMahon truthfully told Kasinacheev's needs to be black.

The captain of the supply ship readily agreed to McMahon: "This is no problem! Just let them prepare 200,000 francs!"

"I'll tell them!" Commodore McMahon nodded to the supply ship captain, then asked him about the landing of the coalition forces in Katami Bay.

Why has it taken more than a week for the coalition troops to complete the landing!

"Hey!" The supply ship captain sighed and complained to Commodore McMahon: "You don't know how chaotic the situation there!"

"Impossible!" Brigadier General McMahon asked in surprise. "I remember that our army has practiced many times! How can there be chaos?"

"It's not us!" The supply ship captain paused and said with a wry smile: "It's our so-called allies!"

"What happened to them?" Brigadier General McMahon asked suspiciously.

The captain of the supply ship said: "According to the original plan, 60,000 people from our French Empire should be the first troops to land. After we have all logged in, the British Kingdom, Sardinia Kingdom, Ottoman Empire. Log in again.

However, on the eve of the landing, Commander Raglan suddenly changed his mind and insisted that the army of the Kingdom of Britain should be the first force to land. Commander Raglan also said that it was Prime Minister Palmerston's request for him to do so.

In order to unite, Marshal Saint Arno could only agree to let the British Kingdom be the first troops to land, and gave the British Kingdom enough time for them to land.

However, Marshal Saint Arno still underestimated the speed of the British Kingdom's landing.

It took a week to land in the Kingdom of Great Britain, which was supposed to take only one day.

After the British landing was completed, the Kingdom of Sardinia and the Ottoman Empire also requested Marshal Saint Arno to let them land in advance.

Marshal St. Arno also agreed to their opinions. Now the Kingdom of Sardinia and the Ottoman Empire are still landing, and it is expected that it will take two to three days before they can all land.

If I say, this war is not as good as it is on our own. None of these allies is a reliable guy! "

McMahon, who heard the complaint of the supply ship captain, just smiled. Of course, he knew that these teammates in the French Empire were far inferior to France, but the French Empire really couldn't be without their help.

If the French Empire lacks them, then I am afraid it will be the three countries of France vs. Prussia and Russia. How can the Russian Empire be isolated from the whole of Europe like now.

A few days after the supply ship left, an ironclad ship flying the flag of the French Empire appeared in the waters near the town of Yevpatoria.

Brigadier General McMahon hurried to the pier to greet the guests on the ironclad. After the ironclad docked at the port, Major General Conrobert, commander of the 1st Division, and his adjutant, Captain Jerome Patterson, disembarked from the ironclad.

"Major General!" Brigadier General McMahon hurriedly saluted Major General Conrobel respectfully.

After taking a careful look at the surrounding environment, Major General Conrobel nodded with satisfaction and said to Brigadier General McMahon, "You did a great job!"

"You're overrated!" Brigadier General McMahon responded modestly.

Later, at the invitation of Brigadier General McMahon, Major General Conrobel and his adjutant, Captain Jerome Paterson, entered the camp for a feast.

After the meal, Major General Conrobel made a request to Brigadier General McMahon with a serious expression. He came here and said that he had sought assistance from Marshal Saint Arnault.

"Is something wrong with our allies?" Brigadier General McMahon responded to Major General Conrobel.

"Hey!" Major General Conrobel told Brigadier General McMahon with a sigh.

It turned out that the rations of the three Yingsa Tujia families had been exhausted during the landing process, and their supply ships could not provide them with enough food, even though they had tried their best to scavenge the surrounding farms, and the supplies they obtained were the same as theirs. The huge army is like a drop in the bucket in comparison.

Therefore, the Insatu three troops turned to Marshal Saint Arnault for help. Marshal Saint Arnault had no choice but to agree to the request of the Insatu three.

However, they need to buy food from France.

"Can you guys share some here for the other side!" Conrobel asked Brigadier General McMahon I have to ask Mr. Mayor! Brigadier General McMahon called Mayor Kasinacheev to ask if they had enough bread.

"How many?" Kasinacheev asked Brigadier General McMahon.

"About 30,000 servings!" Brigadier General Conrobel replied to Kasina Cheev.

"I'm afraid our town can't supply it!" Kasinacheev responded, and then added: "If your army is willing to spend a little money, I can help your army find a way!"

"The way? What way?"

"Odessa!"