"What you are doing now is fighting for the future of all of France, and France will never forget what you have done! I believe that with your efforts, the Military Secretariat will thrive daily!"
After giving the instructions, Jero Bonaparte stood up and solemnly saluted all the officers present, and the officers hurriedly returned the salute to Jero Bonaparte.
"I entrust the future of France to you!" Jero Bonaparte said heavily.
"We pledge our allegiance to Mr. President to the death!" Led by Leboeuf, all the officers present, whether genuinely or out of conformity, pledged allegiance to Jero Bonaparte, completely disregarding their true obligation to the Republic, not Jero Bonaparte.
Jero Bonaparte smiled and waved his hand, and the officers left one after another.
"Lieutenant Colonel Trocch, please stay for a mont, I have so matters I wish to discuss with you!" As Trocch was about to leave the conference hall, Jero Bonaparte imdiately said.
Trocch, hearing Jero Bonaparte’s command, stopped in his tracks, a slight look of surprise on his face, not understanding why the President wanted to call him.
The surrounding officers showed a trace of envy in their eyes, thinking that Trocch might be about to et so good fortune.
"Yes, Mr. President!" Trocch nodded slightly and strode back to his previous seat, waiting for Jero Bonaparte.
After everyone else had left, the doors of the conference hall closed once again.
Only Jero Bonaparte and Trocch remained.
Sitting in his seat, Trocch instinctively swallowed his saliva, nervously looking at the President before him who could decide his life or death.
Jero Bonaparte noticed Trocch’s nervousness and walked forward, patting Trocch’s shoulder and soothing him kindly, "Lieutenant Colonel Trocch, don’t be nervous! I left you alone only to ask you so questions!"
"Mr. President, please speak! I will answer truthfully!" Trocch hurriedly pledged his loyalty to Jero Bonaparte.
"If the Ministry of War’s record archives are correct, you should be Brigadier General Saint Arno’s adjutant, right?" Jero Bonaparte asked Trocch unhurriedly.
"Yes... that’s correct! I was ordered to beco Brigadier General Saint Arno’s adjutant." Trocch carefully answered Jero Bonaparte’s question.
Before he could be sure of the President’s attitude towards his old superior, Trocch could only respond cautiously.
What a sly fox!
Jero Bonaparte laughed and cursed in his heart.
How could he not tell that Trocch had placed himself in a position to advance and retreat with ease, the term "under orders" represented the official stance of the Constantinople Province [Algeria Colony Province]; if Jero Bonaparte were displeased with Saint Arno, he could easily bla everything on the official appointnt.
"What do you think of Brigadier General Saint Arno as a person?" Jero Bonaparte continued to ask about Saint Arno.
In order not to leave an impression of gossiping in front of Jero Bonaparte, Trocch cautiously praised his forr superior, saying, "Brigadier General Saint Arno is a conscientious and loyal officer. During my ti in Algiers, I received much care from him. Not only myself, but many in the troops under his command also received care from the brigadier general. It was he who arranged for to co here!"
"It seems General Saint Arno is indeed a capable and knowledgeable leader. I wish I had the chance to converse with him face-to-face!" Jero Bonaparte nodded in satisfaction, contemplating when to reassign this general, who had historically assisted him in the coup, back to Paris.
The affirmation from Jero Bonaparte gave Trocch more motivation to praise his old commander even more zealously. Having just been promoted, he was likely to remain stagnant for a while; Paris did not have so many wars to fight, but if his old commander could be promoted, he would not have to worry about his own advancent.
"The general once told that his biggest regret in life is not joining the Emperor’s army in ti! He often spoke to us about matters concerning the Empire! He also holds great respect for you, Mr. President!" Trocch continued to praise his old commander.
"Hmm, I understand!" Jero Bonaparte nodded in response to Trocch.
Then, he tactfully instructed Trocch to leave.
Trocch stood up, saluted Jero Bonaparte once again, and left the conference hall.
Not long after, Jero Bonaparte also left the conference hall, leaving the Military Secretariat amidst everyone’s respectful attention.
Returning to the Elysee Palace, Jero Bonaparte happened to et Colonel Conrobel, who was returning from the Ministry of War. Serving dual roles, he beca a bridge for communication between the President and the Ministry of War, and was also an erging noble of the Elysee Palace.
"Let’s go!" Jero Bonaparte entered the study with Conrobel.
In the study, Conrobel reported the main content of the Ministry of War eting to Jero Bonaparte.
"Good! I was right about General Renio; he managed to surround Ro in such a short ti!" Jero Bonaparte applauded.
On April 28, 1849, under the secret directives of Jero Bonaparte and the Order Party, Minister of War Liu Eri signed the order to invade the Roman Republic.
The 20,000 Alps Army, already prepared, was led by Expeditionary Army Commander Major General Renio and marched grandly towards Civitavecchia under the pretext of protecting the Roman Republic.
On May 7, the 20,000 Expeditionary Army, in collaboration with the French Navy, landed in Civitavecchia. The Civitavecchia Port, caught unawares, fell in an instant, the city council was dissolved, and the priests once again dominated the mainstream.
From the 7th to the 10th, General Renio continued to advance steadily, with heavy artillery transported by the navy to Civitavecchia Port.
When they were within less than 3 kiloters of Ro, the Roman Republic’s Governor, Mazzini, realized that the French Republic was not there to help them.
He quickly dispatched the National Guard to attack the 20,000 French Army. The 8,000-strong force was defeated in less than a round; it was unrealistic for the undertrained Roman National Guard to stop the regular army of the French Republic with re enthusiasm.
On May 16, the French Army camped on the outskirts of Ro’s rural areas to gradually clear the remaining forces of the Roman Republic and then launch a full-scale assault on the inner city to destroy the Roman Republic.
Just like they eradicated the Berbers in Algiers before!
[PS: There were so discrepancies between the intelligence Jero Bonaparte received from Conrobel and General Renio’s actual operations in Ro.]
"Percy, help draft a letter! The contents of the letter are as follows..." Jero Bonaparte said to Percy, who had just entered the study.
Percy listened intently to Jero Bonaparte’s dictation.
After dictating, Jero Bonaparte ordered Percy to deliver the letter to General Canio in Ro as soon as possible.
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