Chapter 91: , Mutiny (2)

The curse does not solve any problems. The most important thing now is to quickly control the army. At this time, the bell of gathering soldiers came from outside. Du Mourier straightened his military hat, helped the commanding knife, and then said to the Duke of Chartres: "His Royal Highness, would you like to speak with me to the soldiers?"
The Duke of Chartres hesitated slightly, and the change just now made him a little scared. Du Mourier looked at the pale face of the Duke of Chartres, sighed, and no longer asked the Duke of Chartres to go with him to face the soldiers-as he is now, if the soldiers saw him, he would only be upset. To counteract.
The Duke of Chartres had a lot of exploits in his previous battle reports, but many of these exploits were actually assigned to him by Di Maurier.
"His Royal Highness, you just need to take someone to watch these officers who refuse to do anything anyway... Don't make any trouble again." After Dumourier said this sentence, he brought the officers who signed. Went out.
"At least, there are so many officers under my control. I still have a great advantage." Du Mourier thought.
The soldiers have gathered in front of the playground. Di Maurier boarded the reviewing stand and gave a speech to them. In his speech, he first accused the National Assembly and the government for not providing enough military pay, then he talked about the extreme corruption of the National Assembly and the brutality of the Paris Commune, and then proposed that the republic is not suitable for France at all, it is the most suitable for France, and it can best give The only system of peace and tranquility for everyone is a constitutional monarchy based on the Constitution of 1791. Therefore, he intends to take everyone back to Paris to rebuild a stable and peaceful French kingdom where everyone can live a good life.
Di Mourier has been preparing for this speech for a long time. He thinks that this speech should be able to impress those soldiers. With his own prestige and such a wonderful speech, those soldiers should not follow him to fight the world?
However, this speech did not achieve the expected results. The soldiers did not cheer at him. On the contrary, most of the soldiers behaved at a loss.
Di Maurier sighed and was about to say something more when he suddenly heard a voice shouting: "Soldiers, brothers, have you forgotten what we did to leave our lovely hometown and come here? Fighting against Austrians, Prussians, and various traitors of the motherland?"
Amidst the shouts, a man suddenly jumped onto a cannon placed next to the playground. He waved to everyone and then said loudly: "We still remember how Brunswick threatened us in the first place. They Said that as long as we dare not honestly slave Louis XVI, they will kill Paris, destroy Paris completely, and kill all the people of Paris-that is our parents, brothers, wives and children! We are not doing goodbye It’s not for military pay, not for feats, and not for General Di Mourier. The reason why we are here, we are wearing military uniforms—brothers, tell me, what is this for?"
"To defend Paris!"
"For our family!"
"For my little Pierre, little France!"
The soldiers shouted.
Di Maurier's face was blue, he knew that things were completely out of control, especially when the guy said the name "Brunswick".
"Damn Brunswick! Damn Joseph Bonaparte!" Di Murrier cursed in his heart, then he turned around and asked the captain of the guard next to him: "Hankson, are you sure to hit him? ?"
"General, too far, it is almost impossible to hit at such a distance." Lieutenant Hankson replied, "Unless a rifled shotgun is used. Also, I don't think it is a good occasion to shoot."
Di Murrier knew what Hankson meant, and if he fired at this time, the entire army might immediately counterattack, which was too dangerous. But just admit failure? no way!
"Soldiers, the Duke of Brunswick has retracted his remarks, as long as we can restore the Kingdom of France..." Di Mourier still wants to work hard. Maybe he can impress the soldiers? This is like a licking dog destined to have nothing, but it is always easy to produce such things as "she laughed at me", "she may like me", "as long as I lick harder, I can... The illusion, after all, life is always and must be full of all kinds of illusions, otherwise, how could those poor people survive?
However, like all licking dogs, those words that can touch oneself cannot touch the goddess at all. On the contrary, Joseph, who was on the opposite side, smiled and said loudly to everyone: "Do you still remember, in Remap, what our general said to us? Either in Remap, he is lying; or now, he is Lies! Will you believe a liar?
Do you still remember that in Germape, our general said, let us follow him to charge the enemies of France? "
"remember!"
"remember!"
There was a roar of laughter from below.
"Then everyone remember, when we rushed to their positions with the Austrians' bullets, the general who claimed to lead us to charge was ahead of us?"
"Do not!"
"No!"
"Before us, Napoleon is holding the banner!"
"Brother Bonaparte who led us to charge!"
The soldiers shouted.
"Then, tell me, my brothers, are you willing to believe that you hold the banner, wield the saber, and charge with the enemy's artillery, and be born to death together; or believe in a brother who has made a fortune but let everyone eat A general who is not full?"
"We believe in you, Brother Joseph!"
"Of course I believe you!"
"I believe you!"
The shouts of the soldiers rang.
Although the situation was quite desperate, Di Mourier still didn't give up and wanted to say something, like a spare tire, rushing into the sacred church, trying hard to restore the goddess he thought he once liked. But Hankson, his captain of the guard, said to him: "General, we must leave immediately. Look over there!"
Di Maurier looked over there, and saw a group of cavalry in red, surrounded by a few people in civilian costumes riding horses coming towards this side...
Du Mourier knew that this was the commissioner who had been rescued by the Red Army. If Joseph can only impress everyone with the fear of the threats made by Brunswick, the special commissioner from Paris is obviously more orthodox power.
"The trend is gone!" Di Mourier sighed. Even if he couldn't bear it anymore, the goddess had already put on a white wedding dress. Gao Fushuai had already held her hands and brought her to the altar. The two began to exchange rings. And some kind of digestive enzyme, what can he expect? So he could only look at the army that once belonged to him for the last time, full of nostalgia, and then said to the people around him: "Let's go!"
The group got off the review platform, got on their horses, and rushed towards the headquarters.
Seeing that Di Mourier was gone, Joseph let out a long sigh, and then became angry again: "Damn Napoleon, why haven't he come!"
Du Mourier rushed all the way back to the headquarters. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the Duke of Chartres greet him with a nervous expression: "General, the situation..."
"The situation is out of control. We must leave immediately and go to Austria." Di Mourier did not stop, but said as he walked.
"Oh...ah...how..." The Duke of Chartres was stunned.
"His Royal Highness, ask your people to prepare quickly, don't bring anything, we will leave immediately. Otherwise, it will be too late!"
"Okay..." The Duke of Chartres jumped up as if suddenly awake.
"Bring all those officers!" Di Mourier said-he wants to surrender to Austria, and he needs a certificate of surrender. If an army loses so many officers, it is almost impossible to fight. For Austria, his gift should not be light.
Soon, the German mercenary cavalry of Di Maurier and the volunteer army of the Duke of Chartres moved into action. They escorted the officers, whether they signed to support the monarchy or not, and ran towards the Austrian army. Until they met on the road a team of cavalry in red led by a dwarf.
"It's Napoleon Bonaparte and his Red Army cavalry!" The mercenaries slowed down their horses, and even stopped when they were far from Napoleon-Napoleon was the best at someone who didn't notice. Secretly hid a few cannons in the place where he was concealed. In Valmy and the retreat after the two recent defeats, he played this trick out of it, so that when everyone saw him, they couldn’t help but go Look around to see where the cannon might be hidden.
Seeing that the cavalry stopped, Napoleon said to Boronville who was riding beside him, "Sir, look, we stopped the traitor."
Du Mourier also didn’t know where Napoleon hid the cannon, and he also didn’t dare to rush straight up. It used to be very happy to see Napoleon ambushed others with a cannon, but now it’s his turn to be ambushed by Napoleon. , That's terrible!
"General, what should I do? I don't think there are many of them, should we rush over?" the Duke of Chartres asked.
"No, that's Napoleon. If that guy rushes up with a bad stomach, he will definitely suffer a lot." Di Mourier shook his head.
"Then what to do?" The Duke of Chartres didn't know that this dwarf was so bad, but he had nothing to do for a while.
"Talk to him, we have hostages in our hands, and those officers are our hostages." Du Mourier said.
"Who is going to say?"
"Let Hankson go."
So Hankson came forward on a horse alone. He got off the horse from a distance, raised his hands up, and signaled that he was not armed or threatening. Then came slowly.
"What did the traitor Di Mourier ask you to come over?" Boronville asked through gritted teeth.
"The general asked me to tell you that he is holding hostages. Most of the middle and low-level officers in the army are controlled by us. He hopes that you can make a way~EbookFREE.me~ If you are willing to make way, we will take half To you from the officer."
"You dream! Both you and your traitor general have only one way to go, and that is to rot on the street lamp pole!" Boronville cursed with gritted teeth.
"Unless all the officers are left, I cannot let you pass." Napoleon said.
"No, if we..." Hankson said.
"I have a proposal. You hand over the Duke of Chartres to us, return half of the officers to us, and we let you go. Then we release the remaining hostages from both sides at the same time. If you can't be the master, go back and talk to Die Mourier will discuss it afterwards." Napoleon said.
Hankson listened, and turned back.
"Major Bonaparte, how can you..." Bolongville said.
"Mr. Boronville, if the army loses so many officers at once, it will not be able to have combat effectiveness in a short period of time. Between the Austrians and Paris, there is no other army except us. We have to think about the safety of Paris. ."