Make France Great Again Chapter 939

January 13, 1858.

After several days of uninterrupted information bombardment, the people of Paris have gradually learned about the situation in the whole world. They no longer choose to criticize the government too much, and the reputation of the French Empire in Paris is constantly rebounding.

Some moderate republican newspapers also became pessimistic after seeing that the economic crisis failed to destroy the empire, believing that the imperial government could not resist.

He simply gave up the seven-year confrontation and instead published articles praising the imperial government in newspapers.

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After Jerome Bonaparte, who was sitting on the sofa, read this eulogy, he immediately decided that these moderate republicans could be included.

After all, in Jerome Bonaparte's eyes, it doesn't matter whether the Republican Party or the Wangzheng Party!

As long as the faction is willing to support him, it can be united.

Taking a step back, as long as the faction does not oppose his rule, he is also a united person.

Therefore, Jerome Bonaparte immediately ordered Basilio to invite the republican members behind the newspaper to come to the Duin Lery Palace, and he and the queen will personally receive them.

"Your Majesty, what date is the invitation letter written?" Basilio asked Jerome Bonaparte.

"Let me think about it!" Jerome Bonaparte pondered in his mind for a while, and then said again: "Please write the invitation on the 17th!

In the next few days, I will go to various places in Paris with the Queen to inspect! "

"Understood!" Basilio nodded to Jerome Bonaparte.

Immediately afterwards, Basilio left the study to prepare the invitation letter.

Jerome Bonaparte also put down the newspaper in his hand and returned to his desk to deal with official duties.

About two hours later, Jerome Bonaparte processed all the documents sent by the secretary's office, and then sorted out the documents again.

After Jerome Bonaparte finished tidying up again, he frowned and murmured in a low voice, "Strange! How could there be no documents from the General Staff? Logically speaking, it shouldn't be! Did the secretary's room forget to bring them? !"

Just as Jérôme Bonaparte was frowning and thinking, the figure of Lucien Murat appeared at the gate, holding several documents that Jerome Bonaparte needed to deal with.

After seeing Lucien Murat, Jerome Bonaparte immediately smiled and said to Lucien Murat: "Lucien, you came just in time!"

"Your Majesty!" Lucien Murat looked at Jerome Bonaparte with a hint of doubt, then bowed slightly and asked, "What are your orders?"

"Why are there no documents from the General Staff in this pile of documents?" Jerome Bonaparte asked while holding the documents with open hands.

"Your Majesty, the secretary's office has not received the documents from the General Staff!" Lucien Murat replied to Jerome Bonaparte.

"Haven't received it?" Jerome Bonaparte said to himself in a slightly low voice, "It should be impossible!

It's been almost two days since the war started. Didn't the General Staff get any news from the front line? "

The war Jerome Bonaparte was talking about was nothing but the war of aggression between the French Empire and the Kingdom of Spain against the Kingdom of Morocco.

The war started on January 11 and has been going on for three days so far.

As for the Palais Duinleury, where Jerome Bonaparte was located, except for the time when the war started, they didn't know anything about it.

This made Jerome Bonaparte feel a little confused.

If the distance between Algeria and France is very long and there is no telegram, it is understandable that there is no battle report, but there is already a telegram between Algeria and France.

The news from Algeria has not come, which has to be suspicious.

Does it mean that our army was repulsed by the Kingdom of Morocco?

An absurd idea surged out of Jerome Bonaparte's heart, and was immediately suppressed by him.

The Kingdom of Morocco, a country that can't even win the Kingdom of Spain, how could it be France's opponent!

Unless there is a great magister Liu Xiu in the Kingdom of Morocco, who can summon meteorites to wipe out the French army.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Kingdom of Morocco to defeat the French army deployed in Algeria.

"Your Majesty, it may be because our army is advancing too fast. Governor Montauban wants to completely occupy the Kingdom of Morocco before sending a telegram to Paris!" Lucien Murat said a speculation.

"This is indeed the only possibility!" Jerome BMW nodded and responded to Lucien Murat, "Let's do it! I'll go to the General Staff in person!"

"Your Majesty, these documents..." Lucien Murat pointed to the documents in his hand and said to Jérôme Bonaparte.

"Just put it on the table and wait for me to process it when I come back!" Jerome Bonaparte said as he patted the documents that had been processed by his subordinates. "You can take these and distribute them to various departments!"

"Yes!" Lucien Murat put the documents in his hand on the table, then took away the documents that Jerome Bonaparte had already processed and left.

Not long after Lucien Murat left, Jerome Bonaparte was also escorted by Guards soldiers in a carriage to the General Staff.

At the General Staff Headquarters at the moment, Niel, who was then the Chief of General Staff of the Empire, was standing beside a map of Morocco thinking, and beside him stood an adjutant with the rank of major.

After a while, Niel raised his head again and asked the adjutant, "Is there no telegram from Algeria yet?"

Upon seeing this, the adjutant hurriedly responded to Niel, "Your Excellency, Chief of Staff, there is no battle report from Algeria yet!"

"What's the matter with Governor Kuzan Montauban? Has he forgotten the agreement to report every three days? If this continues, how should I explain to His Majesty!" Niel complained in a low voice.

"Your Excellency Chief of Staff, this is not your fault!" the adjutant said to Niel.

"The entire war was personally deployed by the General Staff! If anything goes wrong, I, the Chief of the General Staff, will be guilty!" Niel misunderstood the meaning of the adjutant, and he complained again, then turned to ask The adjutant next to him said, "Tell me, where are our troops fighting?"

"I think Oujda and Figir have already been occupied!" the adjutant said to Niel, pointing to the two border cities between Algeria and the Kingdom of Morocco.

"You underestimate our army!" Niel shook his head and responded to the adjutant, "I guess they have occupied Taza at this time and are attacking Fez!"

The adjutant looked at Taza on the map with an unbelievable expression on his face, "Your Excellency Chief of Staff, the speed of our army should not be so fast!"

There is at least a distance of more than 180 kilometers between Ouj and Tali. It is indeed possible to arrive at Tali in three days, provided that the Moroccan army does not stop it.

However, no matter how bad the Moroccan army is, it will stop them, and it is difficult to reach Tali in two days.

"Do you want to take a bet!" Niel made a bet to the adjutant.

The adjutant was about to agree to Niel's bet when a staff officer with a telegram broke into the combat conference room.

"Your Excellency Chief of Staff, the battle report from Algeria is here!" the staff officer said to Niel while handing over the telegram in his hand.

Niel, who received the telegram, had a shocked expression on his face after reading the contents of the telegram.

"Your Excellency Chief of Staff, what's wrong with you?" The adjutant looked at Niel with a puzzled expression, and then glanced at the telegram from the corner of his eye.

Immediately afterwards, the adjutant also showed a look of shock on his face.

"It seems that both of us guessed wrong!" Niel responded to the adjutant with a little joy, "Our army is not on the way, but has already occupied it!"

Niel pointed to Fez, which is nearly 300 kilometers away from the border, and said to the adjutant.

The adjutant couldn't imagine how their army flew over in three days. They couldn't rely on the cavalry to rush and occupy it!

"Your Excellency, Chief of Staff, can I have a look at the battle report!" the adjutant said to Niel.

Just now he only caught a glimpse of the news that the army occupied Fez from the corner of his eye, but he didn't see how it was occupied.

"Here you are!" Niel cheerfully handed the battle report to the adjutant.

The adjutant who received the battle report continued to look down.

It turned out that their army did rely on cavalry to go to Fez, Kingdom of Morocco, to occupy them.

The cavalry units equipped with Mauser breech-loading guns abandoned the heavy armor and cavalry guns they wore on their bodies, and practiced "gun fighting skills" instead.

When the French scout cavalry found the Moroccan cavalry from a distance, they quickly fired long-range shots at the Moroccan cavalry.

The Moroccan cavalry holding sabers had never seen anything that could shoot on horseback. With just one encounter, the scouting cavalry of the Kingdom of Morocco was slaughtered by the scouting cavalry of the French Empire.

Immediately afterwards, the French scouting cavalry told the news to General McMahon who was in command of Oujda Road.

McMahon, who commanded the army, reacted quickly~www.mtlnovel.com~He immediately ordered his troops to pull the latest equipped Chasebol machine guns to the front line first, and the infantry advanced slowly.

Six Chasaipo machine guns arrived at the predetermined location extremely quickly, waiting for the Moroccan army who had thrown themselves into the net.

After a while, the French army also followed.

(McMahon originally thought that the Moroccan army would arrive at the predetermined location before France, but in fact he overestimated the marching speed of the Moroccan army.)

After a while, a Moroccan army of nearly 7,000 people slowly arrived.

When they found the French army that was ready, the whole army immediately fell into a panic.

McMahon decisively ordered his six Chaser machine guns to fire, and at the same time ordered his 4,000 French troops to outflank the Moroccan army along the left and right sides of the Chaser machine gun.

The poor Moroccan army was completely wiped out by a dense firepower network in less than an hour.

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