On November 17th, Jero Bonaparte, in the capacity of the highest commander of the Expeditionary Army Headquarters, issued a gathering order. Since no one in the entire Expeditionary Army held a position higher than Jero Bonaparte, and no army was more formidable than the French, he easily commanded the allied forces of Britain, Italy, and Turkey. Marshal Lagren of the British Expeditionary Army, Marshal La Malamor of the Sardinian Expeditionary Army, and Omar Pasha of the Ottoman Empire Expeditionary Army, along with their aides and staff, braved the fierce cold to head to the French Expeditionary Army Headquarters to accept unified command from the French Expeditionary Army Headquarters.
When everyone arrived near the French Command, they saw Jero Bonaparte and Marshal Pellissier standing at the door. They quickly accelerated their pace and reached the headquarters.
"Your Majesty!" Marshal Lagren and the others bowed in unison to Jero Bonaparte to show their respect upon entering the headquarters.
Jero Bonaparte nodded slightly, smiling as he responded to Lagren and the others, "Thank you for your hard work! Please follow !"
Afterwards, upon Jero Bonaparte’s invitation, everyone who arrived at the headquarters proceeded to the eting hall of the Expeditionary Army Headquarters.
At this ti, small pieces of cake and cups of steaming coffee were placed on the long conference table in the eting hall. It seed that these were specially prepared for them.
"Please seat yourselves, everyone!" Jero Bonaparte’s voice reached everyone’s ears, "Considering that you braved the cold coming from the north shore of Sevastopol, I specifically had these prepared in the kitchen for you! I hope you are satisfied!"
Jero Bonaparte’s words filled everyone present with a warm feeling, increasing their respect for him.
Marshal Lagren and the others expressed their gratitude to Jero Bonaparte once again, then found their seats and started enjoying the cake and coffee.
The steaming hot coffee instantly dispelled the cold and fatigue from their bodies, significantly boosting everyone’s spirits.
After a while, almost everyone present had finished their cake and coffee, then Jero Bonaparte spoke up, "Gentlen, I have called you here hoping that in the coming period, you could actively cooperate with France’s military actions to swiftly resolve the Russian Army entrenched in Bakhchisaray, Simferopol, and Saki!
Sweep away the Russian Empire’s forces on the Cria Peninsula!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone present changed imdiately; they didn’t understand why Jero Bonaparte chose to attack at this ti.
Had the relations between France and Russia deteriorated so quickly?
Just a few days ago, the French Empire and the Russian Empire were still in peace talks.
As everyone speculated why Jero Bonaparte chose this ti to attack, Marshal Lagren, holding a position second only to Jero Bonaparte among the allies, gently raised his hand.
"Marshal Lagren, do you have sothing to say?" Jero Bonaparte asked with a smile.
Marshal Lagren rose and, with a respectful attitude, inquired of Jero Bonaparte, "Your Majesty, please forgive my bold question! Why do you wish to attack the Russian Empire at this ti?"
"Marshal Lagren, do we need to choose an auspicious date for launching an attack?" Jero Bonaparte retorted.
"That’s not what I ant!" Marshal Lagren hurriedly shook his head and cautiously put forth his understanding, "I just think that launching a full-scale attack on Bakhchisaray in such weather might be sowhat inappropriate. Our troops have yet to beco accustod to fighting in such conditions!
If we launch a hasty attack, it might affect the army’s combat effectiveness!"
"Unaccustod?" Jero Bonaparte raised an eyebrow and sternly replied, "We don’t have ti to wait for the soldiers to beco accustod to the combat environnt; this is a battlefield, not child’s play, so we must take action!"
"Why must we attack so urgently?" Marshal Lagren inquired of Jero Bonaparte again, "We can completely wait until the spring of the coming year to launch an attack on them!
I believe that by then, the Russian Army will be easier to deal with than now!"
La Malamor and Omar Pasha secretly agreed with Marshal Lagren’s words in their hearts.
After all, the forr Emperor Napoleon suffered a disastrous defeat in the winter of Moscow, and they did not consider themselves to have even half the capabilities of Emperor Napoleon, making them hesitant.
"Marshal Lagren, what is your basis?" Jero Bonaparte calmly asked.
"What basis?" Marshal Lagren looked at Jero Bonaparte in confusion.
"Weren’t you saying just now that the Russian Army in spring would be easier to deal with than it is in winter? I assu you have so basis for this assertion!" Jero Bonaparte calmly spoke.
"Most of our soldiers haven’t experienced a Russian winter, so..." Marshal Lagren replied to Jero Bonaparte.
"Does the winter in the Cria Peninsula only freeze us but not the Russian soldiers?" Jero Bonaparte questioned, "Or do you believe that the supplies available to the Russian Empire now far exceed ours?"
Facing Jero Bonaparte’s question, Marshal Lagren remained silent for a mont.
Jero Bonaparte was right. Whether in terms of army re-equipnt or logistical supplies, the Allies were superior to the Russian Army; they need not be so fearful.
"I know, so of you are afraid we will repeat the mistakes Emperor Napoleon made in Moscow, so you’re hesitant to attack!" Jero Bonaparte responded to everyone present in an unquestionable tone: "Now I can responsibly tell you, we will definitely not repeat those mistakes!
We have stronger artillery and rifles than we did back then, and we also have better transportation thods.
I can say without hesitation that as long as our railways can continue to operate, we will receive supplies continually!
The factors that were once detrintal to us have now been mostly eliminated, so what do you have to worry about!"
As soon as Jero Bonaparte finished speaking, Marshal Lagren was the first to start applauding, and then everyone present joined in!
The winter in Cria did indeed frighten so of the generals, and without Jero Bonaparte’s encouragent, they probably wouldn’t have had the courage to make an offensive decision.
After all, there was a "sky" over their heads that could make decisions for them, preventing them from getting caught up in mutual bickering.
Marshal Pellissier, sitting in his seat, also felt more admiration for Jero Bonaparte!
If he had been in charge of this eting, he definitely wouldn’t have achieved Jero Bonaparte’s effect.
Because Marshal Lagren was on equal military rank and status with him, it was impossible for him to repeatedly use coercive ans to demand Marshal Lagren’s cooperation.
At that ti, he might have had to compromise with Marshal Lagren.
Once Pellissier compromised with Marshal Lagren, the original combat plan might have to be modified.
In such a case, the entire combat plan would beco a ss.
After enjoying the applause from everyone, Jero Bonaparte revealed a satisfied smile, then gently clapped his hands.
Standing at the entrance of the conference hall, Jero Patterson heard the applause coming from inside the room, quickly embraced a stack of docunts, entered the conference hall, and placed the docunts in front of Jero Bonaparte.
"Distribute the combat plans," Jero Bonaparte lightly tapped the table, instructing Jero Patterson.
"Yes!" Jero Patterson distributed the bound combat plans to everyone present.
Those who received the combat plans focused intently on them, and Jero Bonaparte spoke again: "This is just an initial plan! If there are changes in the subsequent war, there will be new combat plans!"
It wasn’t long before the sound of pages turning was heard in the conference hall, and everyone remained silent.
About ten minutes later, Jero Bonaparte crossed his hands and asked calmly, "Does anyone have any questions for ?"
This ti, Marshal Lagren stood up again: "Your Majesty, according to the plan, our British 50,000 troops need to deploy 45,000. Isn’t this a bit too risky!"
"Risky?" Jero Bonaparte spread his hands, shrugged, and said: "Marshal Lagren, I don’t think it’s too risky! Sevastopol doesn’t need so many troops!
Moreover, aside from your 5,000 n, aren’t there also 5,000 n from Omar Pasha?
As long as your 45,000 plus the 20,000 stationed in Yevpatoria can completely suppress the 80,000 Russian Army in Saki within the fortress!
Then you don’t have to worry about the safety of Sevastopol at all!"
After listening to Jero Bonaparte, Marshal Lagren sat back down.
Subsequently, La Malamor and Omar also raised questions, which Jero Bonaparte answered one by one.
When everyone had no more questions, Jero Bonaparte spoke to them again: "Alright! Everyone, go back and prepare! I plan to launch an attack on the Russian Army on the 19th. I hope you don’t falter at the critical mont!"
Everyone present quickly stood up and responded to Jero Bonaparte: "Understood!"
After the eting ended, everyone left the French Command and that night, Ivanov Gorchakov appeared once again before Jero Bonaparte, informing him that Alexander II wanted to continue peace talks.
"Please tell your Crown Prince that the French Army will not retreat another step! We will occupy Bakhchisaray by the end of this month. At that ti, the Russian Empire can discuss peace talks again!"
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