Make France Great Again Chapter 523

Watching the British army retreating like a tide, Commander Raglan couldn't help sighing.

The army of the former British Kingdom was so brave and good at fighting, but now the British army is unable to conquer even a small highland.

Was this still the British Army he knew? Why does it look like a Turkish army!

Just when Commander Raglan was mourning for Britain's loss of military virtue, the Duke of Cambridge, who was standing beside Commander Raglan, hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, this is just a small tentative attack! If you say you If I feel dissatisfied, I will immediately organize personnel to continue to attack the opposite highland."

"Forget it! Forget it!" Commander Raglan shook his head and responded to the Duke of Cambridge: "You must reorganize the withdrawn troops immediately, and you must not let this failure affect the morale of our army!"

"Yes! Your Excellency Commander!" After obeying Commander Raglan's instructions, the Duke of Cambridge saluted Commander Raglan and turned to leave.

Commander Raglan on the horse looked solemnly at the Kazan Infantry Brigade on the multi-faceted bastion in the distance, then sighed, turned around and pulled back.

Prince Menshkov, who was stationed on the top of the Kurgan Mountain, used a telescope to see Commander Raglan in a big red military uniform in the distance turning away, with a smile on his face and shouting: "We have won!"

After hearing Prince Menshkov's call, the two surrounding staff officers and a group of soldiers also shouted "We are victorious!"

One pass ten, ten pass one hundred, and the call of victory is heard throughout the Kurgan Mountains.

The morale of the British army on the north bank of the Alma River inevitably fell after hearing the cheers of the Russian Empire.

However, this drop in morale did not last long, and under the riding boots and whips of British officers, the "breasts" of the British kingdom quickly forgot about these things and devoted themselves to the next war. middle.

Just as Commander Raglan was riding towards the coalition headquarters, General Pelissier also walked towards him.

The commanders of the two armies of Britain and France met in the middle of the road. Commander Raglan asked General Pelissier curiously: "Commander Pelissier, where are you going!"

"I was going to find you! Commander Raglan!" General Pelissier responded to Commander Raglan.

"Looking for me?" Commander Raglan looked at General Pelissier suspiciously.

"That's right! My staff has drawn up a plan to conquer Alma, and I want to discuss it with you!" Pelissier said to Commander Raglan, pointing to the document under his arm.

"Then let's go to the headquarters to discuss in detail!" Commander Raglan responded to Commander Pelissier.

"Yes!" Pelissier nodded and replied.

Pelissier and Commander Raglan came to the coalition headquarters, which is a house built on a highland 5 kilometers northwest of the Alma River. The owner of the house took his family to Simfero long before the arrival of the four-nation coalition. pol.

Naturally, everything in the house was forcibly requisitioned by the coalition forces to serve as the headquarters of the coalition headquarters.

When General Pelissier and Commander Raglan arrived at the castle, La Malamour, the minister of the Kingdom of Sardinia, and Omar Pasha of the Ottoman Empire were already waiting for their arrival in the mansion.

The commanders-in-chief of the expeditionary forces of the four countries sat on a round table. General Pelissier spread the document in his hand on the round table, and then put the document in the folder that had been divided into four parts on them. Everyone said in front of and behind: "Look at it first!"

The three people present looked at the plan brought by General Pelissier page by page. After a while, Commander Raglan said, "I don't agree to use Mount Kurgan as a feint target!"

"Commander Raglan, what are your thoughts on this plan!" General Pelissier asked Raglan with a humbly educated expression.

"It is undeniable! This plan is indeed a near-perfect plan, but I think we should target both Akul Mountain and Telegraph Mountain, and launch a devastating attack on the Russian Empire on the mountain!" Commander Raglan He opened his mouth and responded to General Pelissier.

"However, this approach may lead to a large number of casualties, and a frontal attack is too unwise!" Pelissier retorted to Commander Raglan, and then pointed to the map and said to Commander Raglan: "We only need to contain Part of the Russian Empire soldiers living on the Kurgan Mountains, so that they have no way to move! In this way, our remaining troops can be double-teamed and attacked in a pincer shape! We will definitely be able to wipe out the Russian Empire guarding the Kurgan and Telegraph Mountains in one fell swoop. army!"

"Our own troops are much more than the Russian Empire! Why take the risk if we can push it flat?" Commander Raglan also replied plausibly.

Although Commander Raglan said that he should not take risks and remain steady, in fact Commander Raglan was thinking about how to win the honor of conquering Mount Kurgan.

Pelissier's plan is indeed a practical plan, but it is somewhat unfriendly to the Kingdom of Great Britain.

If you follow Pelissier's plan, the honor of conquering Mount Kurgan will probably not belong to the British Kingdom alone, because the British Kingdom cannot implement Pelissier's plan with the existing troops.

This is very unfriendly to Commander Raglan, who has always wanted to wash his shame.

"If that's the case, then do what you want!" General Pelissier took a step back, pointing to the map on the table and said, "Tomorrow morning, Britain and Turkey will attack Mount Kurgan with all their strength, and France and Saskatchewan will attack Mount Kurgan with all their strength. The army is attacking Telegraph Hill Heights!"

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"Yes!"

After the deliberation, everyone returned to their respective camps for the next step of deployment.

That night, General Perlisier, the acting commander of France, came to the camp of the Kingdom of Sardinia.

"Welcome!" La Malamour, Minister of War of the Kingdom of Sardinia, hurriedly walked out of the camp to meet General Pelissier after receiving a report from his own soldiers.

"Minister Malamour, I want to talk to you about tomorrow's attack! I wonder if you have time!" General Perlisier asked directly.

"Of course there is time!" La Malamour immediately responded to Pelissier, and then entered the tent with General Pelissier.

La Malamour, who had just sat down, immediately asked General Pelissier, "Coffee or tea!"

"Coffee!" Pelissier responded to La Malamour.

La Maramore called his adjutant and ordered his adjutant to prepare two cups of coffee and some cakes specially delivered from the Apennine Peninsula.

No matter where, no matter where. The Sardinian kingdom has always maintained a luxurious and hedonistic style.

Of course, this situation is not limited to the Kingdom of Sardinia. The living standards of all high-ranking officers, including France, are severely divided by the lower ranks.

However, the Sardinian kingdom is more severe in terms of fragmentation.

Snacks and coffee from Italy soon entered the camp, and Pelissier and La Maramore were discussing while eating pastries.

"I plan to put all the regiments of our two countries that are good at mountain operations into the plan to attack Telegraph Mountain!" Er said: "These regiments will conduct climbing operations near the cliff, and when they climb to the top of the mountain, they will immediately flank and outflank the defenders on Telegraph Mountain!

During the landing of these regiments, I would send my Guards Division to deter the troops on Telegraph Hill, making them mistakenly believe that we were attacking Telegraph Hill from the front, so that they would not be able to detect our flank deployment. When all our mountain troops have reached the south bank, it is time for us to launch a general attack on the Russian troops on the high mountains.

At that time, those regiments will become an important force in attacking the highlands and mountains.”

Pelissier told La Malamour about his plan to be cut in half by Commander Raglan. La Malamour pondered for a moment, then nodded and responded to Perisier: "Commander Pelissier, I agree with you!"

"It's great to be able to get your consent!" With a smile on General Pelissier's face, he stretched out his hand and said to La Malamour.

General Pelisier and General La Mallamore shook hands with each other, and then General Pelisier returned to the camp under the **** of La Mallamore.

By the way, after the meeting, Commander Raglan and Omar Pasha did not communicate with Pelissier and La Mallamore.

Therefore, in the hearts of the two people, each has a set of offensive plans.

Just as General Pelissier was about to lie down on the marching bed and prepare to rest, Brigadier General Trosch appeared in General Pelissier's tent.

"What happened?" General Pelissier asked Brigadier General Trosch suspiciously.

"General Perissier, Marshal Saint Arnault is awake!" Brigadier General Trosch responded excitedly to General Perlisier.

After listening to Brigadier General Trosch's words, General Pelissier's eyes flashed with loneliness.

Marshal St. Arnault's awakening means that he, the acting commander-in-chief, will once again become the commander of the third division.

Although Perissier was a little unwilling in his heart, he still had a happy smile on his face. He hurriedly got up from the bed and followed Brigadier General Trosch to the convalescent place of Marshal St. Arno~www.mtlnovel.com~ At this time, Marshal Saint Arnault still had a face with a short life. He was panting and thanked Perissier for being able to take over his position to maintain the stability of France when he was critically ill.

"Please don't say that! Now that you are awake, you should be the Marshal of France as the commander-in-chief!" General Perlisier respectfully said to Marshal Saint Arnault in front of him.

"General Perissier, do you see how I can command the army in my current state?" Marshal Saint Arnault weakly responded to General Perlisier: "Since they chose you to hold this position , then I hope you will not refuse. Like me, you are one of the first generals to support His Majesty, and you are qualified to lead them! Besides..."

Marshal Saint Arnault paused and said to Pelissier in a low voice, "Don't you want to get a marshal's scepter?"

Pelissier, who thought of the marshal's scepter, couldn't help taking a deep breath. A marshal was the highest honor a general could get, and Pelissier naturally wanted to get a marshal's scepter.

Even if the gold content of the marshal's scepter of the empire is far less than that of the original empire.

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