Make France Great Again Chapter 407

"Your Excellency Shamiler, no one can deny your contribution to the empire!" The special envoy first complimented the wrinkled and unshaven old man.

It has been almost 20 years since Shamiler rebelled against the rule of the Russian Empire in 1834. Nearly 20 years of vicissitudes have made Shamiler gradually transformed from a young and strong young man into an old man.

Shamiler can be said to have dedicated his entire life to helping the Caucasus Peaceful Tribes against the Russian Empire.

During these nineteen years, Shamiler killed and injured nearly an army of Russian soldiers. The mountain troops he led were like ghosts walking through the forest, which made countless Russian soldiers stationed in the Caucasus feel terrified.

Shamil alone shook the foundations of the Russian Empire's rule in the Caucasus.

Under Shamil's elusive campaign, the logistics of the Russian Empire suffered severe damage.

All kinds of achievements are not even the Ottoman government can ignore.

"Humph! But what have you done to us! What have those fellows who are entrenched in the corpse of the Ottoman Empire have done to us! Where were you when we needed support the most! Where were you when we needed help most? !" Shamiler slowly got up from his seat, he walked slowly to the front of the special envoy and asked the special envoy word by word.

Shamiler's strong body, which he has trained at the turn of life and death, is in stark contrast to the frail body that the special envoy has exercised in the pampered rear of the Ottoman Empire.

"I..." The special envoy looked at the anti-Russian hero in front of him and couldn't help swallowing.

Immediately, Shamil took off the white priest robe that wrapped his upper body in front of the envoy, revealing his majestic biceps and firm chest muscles.

After Shamil took off his clothes, the envoy's face gradually turned pale.

Because what was shown in front of the special envoy was a bruised body, and the upper body of Shamilad was covered with knife, spear and gunshot wounds.

"This is what I left behind when I was chased by a team of Russian pursuers in 1836!" Shamiler said to the envoy, pointing to the gunshot wound in his lower abdomen: "At that time, it was still snowing in the Caucasus! I lay down on It took over three hours in the snow to get rid of those **** Russian pursuers!"

Later, Shamiler pointed to another scar and said to the envoy: "This is when I was stabbed by those guys when I was fighting at close range with that group of Cossacks in 1840! I'm dying, I almost died somewhere..."

Shamiler told the special envoy about the scars he suffered one by one, and the special envoy's mentality began to change from watching to sympathy.

These guys, who are not in the regular army of the Ottoman Empire, fought against the Russian Empire with their blood. What right does a guy who lives in the rear of the Ottoman Empire have to despise them.

Thinking of this, the special envoy couldn't help feeling ashamed of his previous thoughts.

He said a politician, but also a "patriot".

On the premise of not affecting his own interests, his patriotism is no lower than anyone else's.

"Mr. Special Envoy, why are we doing this? What is it for my subordinates and I to risk being shot and hanged against the Russian Empire?" Shamiler's words were full of anger.

Twenty years of constant resistance made Shamiler feel extremely violent in his heart.

Especially after 1845, the arrival of the new military commander of the Caucasus, Mikhail Vorontsov. The arrival of this monarch directly led to a sharp increase in the number of Russian Empire in the Caucasus.

Vorontsov, who had an absolute advantage in military strength, no longer considered directly attacking the rebel stronghold, but surrounded it, cutting off the rebels' food source by burning crops and villages. His troops also drove the rebels from their hiding places by cutting down forests and other means, while building roads to the rebel areas to facilitate the Russian army.

During the period from 1845 to 1853, hundreds of villages in the Caucasus were directly burned down, and many villages had to turn to the Russian Empire in anticipation of the protection of the Russian Empire.

Shamilerwei, whose grassroots forces were constantly being removed by the Russian Empire, once wrote to the Ottoman Empire, asking them to help him.

However, none of Shamil's letters received a reply from the Ottoman Empire. While Shamil personally went to the Ottoman army for help, he was also attacked by Ottoman sentry soldiers in the border area.

The various actions of the Ottoman Empire made Shamiler even more violent in his heart. Sometimes, he wished to go to Constantinople himself to question those high-ranking governments.

If it wasn't for the recent period, the Russian Imperial Army's sweeping of the Caucasus has become more stringent.

Shamiler said nothing to write a letter of help to the Ottoman army. In a last resort, Shamiler had to write to the Ottoman Empire, expecting their help.

Fortunately, this time the Ottoman army "saw" Shamil's letter as if it were a conscience, and sent a special envoy to contact them.

When receiving the special envoy, Shamiler still inevitably passed on the negative emotions he received to the special envoy.

"Your Excellency Shamit, you are a qualified patriot!" Facing Shamiler's complaint, the special envoy could only try his best to appease Shamiler: "You and your subordinates have made an indelible contribution to the Ottoman Empire. Contribute and make those invaders of the Russian Empire suffer!"

Afterwards, the special envoy changed the conversation and explained to Shamiler the helplessness of the empire: "Actually, there are many people in the Ottoman Empire who expressed secret approval for your actions, but we can't support your actions! Once the Ottoman Empire takes action, the Ottoman Empire will cooperate with you. You will all suffer the revenge of the Russian emperor! The empire is based on the examination at the diplomatic level, so it is impossible to help you and your subordinates in that paragraph! Please forgive me!"

"Excuse me? Can a single word of forgiveness be used to exchange for the soldiers who died under my command? Can a word of forgiveness be able to restore the hearts of the Caucasus?" Shamil raised his voice and shouted to the envoy.

"I know that no pale words can explain the pain you have suffered! If you wish, you and your subordinates can now go to the Ottoman Empire for repairs! I promise that you will be welcomed more warmly than you can imagine. Every inhabitant of Constantinople will regard you as a hero! The petals of the sky will pave a way for you to the palace of His Majesty the Sultan, where you can meet His Majesty, the Master, and they will give Your blessings..." The special envoy used the retreat as an advance to entice Shamil and his subordinates, and he hoped to eliminate the hatred against the empire by these guys who had been struggling in "hell" for more than ten years.

Sure enough, there was a hint of fascination on the faces of most of Shamiler's subordinates after the special envoy's tongue-in-cheek remarks.

"Can we really see His Majesty the Sultan?" one of the younger Chechens asked the envoy.

"Of course! Your Majesty welcomes you here!" With a kind smile on his face, the special envoy nodded and replied to the Chechens.

Afterwards, the special envoy turned his attention to Shamiler again, and he asked unhurriedly: "Your Excellency Shamiler, do you need to return to Constantinople to rest! If necessary, I will immediately report your situation to you. Report to Constantinople."

As soon as the envoy's voice fell, Shamiler's subordinates turned their attention to Shamiler.

Shamiler's face also showed a struggling look, and then he also looked at the special envoy: "Mr. special envoy, thank you very much for your kindness! My troops and I don't need to rest now, but we need arms. And forage! As long as the empire can meet our two conditions, it will be fine!"

"I can agree to your request on behalf of the commander of the Caucasus Military Region!" The special envoy who heard Shamiler's request responded decisively.

Immediately, Shamil and the special envoy conducted a detailed review of how much arms his army needed.

After some bargaining, the envoy reached an agreement with Shamil.

The Ottoman Empire is responsible for Shamiler's 4,000 grain and 3,000 muskets. Shamiler needs to assure the Ottoman Empire that the supply station in the Caucasus region will be cut off, even if the supply in the Caucasus region cannot be completely cut off, That would also put supplies in the Caucasus in a bind.

"4,000 dry rations and 3,000 muskets will be delivered to you in a week! In addition, we will also give you some additional medicines. I hope you can destroy the logistics of the Russian army as much as possible!" He shot and said to Shamiller with a smile.

Shamiler glanced at the envoy's hand, and after hesitating, he put his hand on his trousers and wiped it twice, then held the envoy's hand.

After the two sides felt the heat of each other's palms, they let go of each other's hands.

Afterwards, Shamil asked the envoy again: "Will the imperial army be fighting against the Russian Empire in the near future?"

The special envoy smiled and responded noncommittally: "It is possible, but it depends on the Russian Empire and whether the international situation is favorable for the Ottoman Empire!"

The thought of Shamiler, who could fight the Russian Empire's army in a decisive battle, could not contain his excitement. After waiting for more than ten years, Shamiler finally waited for the war between the Russian Empire and the Ottoman Empire.

"I will do my best to destroy the supplies in the Caucasus!" Shamil assured the envoy again.

"Your Excellency Shamiler, I will wait for good news at the Caucasus Army Headquarters!" The special envoy nodded and replied to Shamiler.

In the end, under the **** of Shamil's subordinates, the special envoy escaped the search of the Russian Empire and returned to the border of the Ottoman Empire.

Chapter end