Under the watchful eyes of all the officers of the expeditionary force, Jerome Bonaparte put a red ribbon on Pelissier with a solemn face, and then put a gold Grand Cross on him.
All the generals had happy smiles on their faces, and each of them knew clearly that the French Expeditionary Force was about to usher in a new marshal.
Jerome Bonaparte, who put the medal on Pelissier's chest, patted Pelissier lightly and gave Pelissier a military salute.
Seeing this, Perissier quickly put his feet together and gave Jerome Bonaparte a military salute.
Then, Jerome Bonaparte handed the marshal's scepter in the tray to Pelissier, and said to Pelissier: "Pelissier, from now on you are the new appointee of the French Empire. Marshal! I hope you can make persistent efforts and don't live up to my expectations for you!"
"Your Majesty, I promise you with my honor that I will never betray your trust!" Perlisier straightened his body and said with a firmer look in his eyes.
"Very good!" Jerome Bonaparte showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in a very kind tone: "I look forward to your next performance."
"Long live the Empire! Long live the Emperor!"
As soon as Jerome Bonaparte's voice fell, the generals of the Expeditionary Force Command raised their arms to give a military salute to Jerome Bonaparte, and then cheered loudly to Jerome Bonaparte, to show loyalty.
Amid such cheers, two more servants came to the hall of the headquarters, one carrying a tray and the other a red ribbon.
Almost all the generals stared at Jerome Bonaparte with fiery eyes. It seems that the object of this award ceremony is not just Pelissier.
Looking at the group of generals who were eager to receive honor from his hands, Jerome Bonaparte couldn't help feeling complacent, he raised his voice and said: "General Bosquet, General Canrobert !"
"Yes!" Bosquet and Conrobert responded loudly when Jerome Bonaparte pointed them out. They knew that they belonged to His Majesty the Emperor, and this was to reward them.
"General Canrobert, in your three military operations in Strasbourg, Armagh, and Sevastopol, the two of you fully demonstrated the adaptability and tenacity of an excellent French commander. Therefore, on behalf of the French Empire, I give you the Grand Cross, and at the same time, I hope you two can achieve greater success!" Jerome Bonaparte also put on the red ribbons for Bosquet and Canrobert, wearing Got the Grand Cross in Gold!
"We will definitely live up to our mission!" Boskai and Conrobel stood up straight, their eyes revealing tenacious fighting spirit.
"Not bad! I'm also looking forward to the performance of both of you!"
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As time goes by, one attendant walks into the hall with trays containing medals, and then walks out of the hall with empty trays. The departure of each attendant means that a medal is awarded.
This large-scale general-level award ceremony is also coming to an end, and the generals who participated in this award ceremony also began to gather in twos and threes, and went to the lounge in the headquarters to taste coffee and black tea.
Marshal Perlisier, one of the protagonists of today's award ceremony, was called out from the headquarters by Jerome Bonaparte in the name of an inspection tour.
"Marshal Perissier, how is the situation on your side?" Jerome Bonaparte, who was walking in the sun, asked Perissier.
"Your Majesty, now the entire Sevastopol has been turned into a giant fortress by our army. As long as the Russian Imperial Army dares to come over, they will smash their heads and blood here!" Perlisier told Jerome . Bonaparte reports.
"When do you think Gorchakov will attack?" Jerome Bonaparte asked Perlisier again.
After hesitating for a moment, Pelissier responded to Jerome Bonaparte: "Your Majesty, I don't expect Gorchakov to launch an attack no longer than September! It is very likely that they will be launched in the second half of this month. Attack!"
"It seems that we both think the same thing!" said Jerome Bonaparte, while taking out a pack of unpacked cigarettes from his pocket, he took out two and asked Perlisier, "Come on one. ?"
Perissier took one from Jerome Bonaparte's hand, then took out a match in his pocket and lit it for Jerome Bonaparte.
A white smoke ring spewed out of Jerome Bonaparte's mouth, and his face also showed an intoxicated look, and then trotted to a high place, overlooking the distant port of Sevastopol .
Perlisier followed Jerome Bonaparte closely to the heights. After hesitating for a moment, he said to Jerome Bonaparte, "Your Majesty!"
"What's the matter?" said Jerome Bonaparte indifferently.
"You..." Pelissier hesitated, he didn't know whether he should say it or not.
"What's wrong with me?" Jerome Bonaparte looked at Perissier with a puzzled expression. "Just say what you want! This is the army, not the Tuileries!"
Marshal Perlisier politely asked Jerome Bonaparte when he was going to leave for France!
"Departure? Where to go?" Jerome Bonaparte was stunned for a moment. After a few seconds, he suddenly realized: "Oh! You mean the French who set out and returned?"
"Yes!" Pelissier nodded and said to Jerome Bonaparte: "There is a possibility of a war at any time in the Crimea peninsula, and it would be too dangerous to stay here forever! "
"Then where should I stay? Paris? London?" Jerome Bonaparte asked rhetorically.
Pelissier was silent, he understood that what Jerome Bonaparte meant was not a real inquiry, but an expression of dissatisfaction.
"If my marshals, generals and my most loyal army can't give me a sense of security, then I really don't know what else in this world can give me security!" Jerome Bonaparte pinched the cigarette **** Mie threw it on the ground, and then waved at the French soldiers patrolling in the distance: "Sometimes, the rear is far more dangerous than the front!"
"Your Majesty!" Pelissier didn't know what to say, so he could only shout softly.
"Pelissier, if you want to persuade me to leave, then don't say it! I will not leave Crimea until this war is over! You should know what I need! "Jérôme Bonaparte responded firmly to Pellisier.
Why did Perissier not understand Jerome Bonaparte's needs, His Majesty the Emperor also needs honor and blessings just like them.
The title of "Emperor's Nephew" indeed brought Jerome Bonaparte huge political capital, but these political capitals were not without cost.
His Majesty the Emperor had to gain enough honor to convince the French that he was worthy of the title "Emperor's nephew."
There are few quicker channels to honor than the military.
"However, in case there is any problem in Paris..." Pellisier said to Jerome Bonaparte with a hint of anxiety.
He was afraid that something happened in Paris, and their expeditionary force would be cut off from logistics.
"In Paris, I have appointed a group of bureaucrats loyal to the empire to manage on their behalf!" Jerome Bonaparte replied to Pellisier confidently: "So there is no need to worry about Paris, and …”
Jerome Bonaparte paused, then said with a contemptuous expression: "And I don't think those rats lurking in Paris will act at this time!"
He is not afraid of the actions of the rats lurking in the Parisian liaison, because once they start to act, Jerome Bonaparte has reason to use the name of "colluding with the reactionary forces of the Russian Empire outside the country to destroy the Crimean War" against them. Have a public trial.
For France now, everything has to give way to the Crimean War.
Besides, even if Paris is lost, it is a big deal that he can follow the example of Thiers and lead the army to kill it again.
It is true that Paris is a capricious city, but its capriciousness is based on the fact that various economies are completely in decline, and the accumulation of contradictions in all parties has to carry out a turmoil. Those who are lurking in the dark are also drinking. will start to act.
But now Paris is still in a stage of rapid development under the governance of Jerome Bonaparte, and the contradictions between various classes are far from being relieved by a war.
In addition, the three factions of the Republicans, the Orthodox factions and the Orleans factions were pulled and laid down by Jerome Bonaparte, and it would be difficult to restore their original power in a short period of time.
Therefore, the possibility of an accident in Paris is slim.
In the face of Jerome Bonaparte who insisted on staying here, Perissier could not directly refuse Jerome Bonaparte to stay in the army.
Now that the emperor has arrived at the front line and is unwilling to leave, he can only choose to acquiesce.
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In the next few days, Jérôme Bonaparte, accompanied by Pelissier, Canrobert and others, reviewed the French troops in Sevastopol and Kashmi. UU reading www.uukanshu. com
Many soldiers cheered for Jerome Bonaparte from the bottom of their hearts after seeing Jerome Bonaparte in Lev's dress.
It has been a long time since no one like Jerome Bonaparte came to the front line of condolences. The last person to do so was Emperor Napoleon.
At the same time, the commander of the army of the three kingdoms of England, Saturn and Turkey also received the news that the emperor of the French Empire had arrived in the Crimean Peninsula, and immediately went to the French Expeditionary Force on the south bank of Sevastopol to ask for an interview.
Led by Marshals of the French Empire, Perlisier and Reigno, the commander of the Anglo-Saints met with Jérôme Bonaparte at the barracks on the south bank of Sevastopol.
"Long time no see! Commander Raglan!"
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