Listening to Napoleon's battle statement, I was speechless.

Of course I knew that the entire legion had been hit by this failed military operation. The love letters of officers and soldiers flew to my table like snowflakes. The content of the letter was quite similar. They basically condemned General Duop for escaping at the last minute, causing the soldiers to ignore their lives and death, resulting in a complete failure of the attack. They strongly demanded that I, the plenipotentiary, replace him in the name of the National Convention, to revitalize the morale of the legion. At the same time, there was a battlefield report submitted by Duop in my drawer. The contents were very different from the facts described in the above letter, saying that his wise decision did not ruin the fate of the entire legion. Those stupid officers and soldiers did not obey the command orders and spontaneous attacks caused serious losses. I hope the special correspondent allowed him to severely punish the scum among them, and so on.

Even without the teaching of books and without the analysis of the mind, my butt can tell which one is telling the truth and which is lying to the commissioner. If I start from the situation and the shouting of the soldiers, I should have been indignant and driven the doctor out of the Toulon Front without waiting for orders from Paris. But I cannot do this, and I understand how powerful the general is. This doctor from the Savoy region is a heavyweight of the Jacobins, and his influence in the National Convention and the two committees is beyond my reach. If I accidentally got sent to the guillotine.

Yes, I can’t be impulsive, take it slowly first, and stability overwhelms everything.

Just as I made up my mind, the artillery major, whose anger was completely occupied by my mind, saw that I still didn't speak out, and finally said:

"Just this morning, before I came to Boser, because the legion was full of resentment towards the doctor and general, Dopp had sent his confidants to capture many soldiers and officers in the Gutdore camp, the Bogundy regiment, and my artillery column, and handed them over to the military court, and declared that they would be executed tomorrow," Napoleon's tragic expression strengthened his belief, "Now, the frontline soldiers and officers of the Legion are all looking forward to the arrival of the special commissioners, hoping that you can come forward to resolve them, otherwise, the soldiers will launch a revolution on their own and rescue their comrades. General of the Special Commission, since you have saved a legion crisis, for the final victory and for the tricolor flag to fly forever, you should do it again, because the fate of the entire legion depends on your attitude."

When I heard the major in front of me, my head was suddenly covered, as if I was being thundered by five thunders, and my head was buzzing. Damn, the book did not say that such things happened in my army. Damn butcher, you actually issued a massacre order at this time. Aren’t you afraid of stirring up a mutiny? Indeed, as Napoleon said, I am the only one who can save the situation at present. According to the procedures given to me by the National Convention, if a front-line commander must be cancelled, it must be reported to the Public Security Committee for approval before I can execute it, but do I have so much time? No, I can’t hesitate anymore. If it’s too late, everything will be irreversible.

I finally abandoned the criteria I had just set for myself and said to the somewhat discouraged Napoleon; "Okay, I agree with the righteous request of you and your comrades, and we will arrive at the base camp overnight."

Hearing me, the major immediately became excited, and immediately transformed from a dying sick horse to a fighting bull, with a reverent look in his eyes.

"Major, go and notify my battalion commander, Major Xiade, to wake up all the soldiers in my name and prepare a carriage for me," I looked at my watch and continued, "It's 2:15 am, give him 25 minutes to prepare. At 2:40, the whole battalion will set off on time, and the horses will keep kicking must arrive at Oliul before dawn. In addition, Cosette, you immediately pack your luggage, change my general's uniform, and bring all my medicines and heat them up. I will complete the doctor's explanation in the carriage."

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On the carriage escorted by the escort battalion, I drank all the medicine in one breath, and the bitter medicine made it difficult for me to fall asleep. In fact, I was not in the mood to sleep at all. I knew very well what the upcoming might bring to myself: I would dismiss, go to the revolutionary court, or send it to the guillotine. I didn't care. On the flea hill, I had lost many brave companions, and now I can't sit still and watch another group of soldiers die for no reason.

Five hours later, the bumpy carriage finally sent me to the destination, the base camp of the Toulon Legion.

"Stop, who is ahead? Report your number, military rank and command, or we will shoot." A roar woke me up from my confusion.

"Lieutenant Mura, I am the Major of Napoleon's artillery. I have not received the order today. But this is Major Chade, the chief of the escort of the National Convention's plenipotential commissioner of the Toulon Front, and the convoy of the special commissioner general behind. Please allow it to be released." Napoleon explained.

"Mura, a very familiar name, where have you heard it?" I murmured in my heart but didn't say it.

When I lifted the window, I realized that the fog was very strong this morning and the visibility was only very low. No wonder the officer on duty in the military camp asked the convoy to report the password.

Soon, Lieutenant Mura confirmed the identity of the visitor and immediately released it. When my carriage passed through the gate of the camp, I saw the officer on duty, the tall man in the lieutenant uniform, saluting me in full spirit. It was him, Napoleon's brother-in-law and closest comrade-in-arms, and Marshal Mura of the future First Empire, I remembered it.

Entering the military camp, wearing a brand new general's uniform, I slowly walked off the carriage, because the wound on my chest could not withstand the torture of long travel. With the severe pain, a stream of blood began to penetrate and spread in the bandage. At this time, when I heard the news of the arrival of the special envoy, the soldiers ran to the camp and surrounded them excitedly and squeezed them out of the water. They cheered and vented their inner joy and true feelings around me.

"Welcome to the general!"

"Salute to the recovered warriors!"

"Sergeant Poltane pays tribute to you, General!"

"I am Lieutenant Colonel Tolan of the Italian Legion, General, thank you for saving me and my convoy, thank you!"

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I endured the pain and torture caused by my body, pressed my left hand on the wound on my chest, squeezed out a smile on my pale face, and tried hard to lift my right hand up, waving to the crowd around me.

"Yes, I'm right here. The soldiers need my arrival. I will never regret it." I thought secretly alone, inspiring myself.

Under the leadership of Major Napoleon and Major Shade, I walked towards the Legion Command. Beside and behind me were soldiers and officers of different numbers. Amid the cheers of "Ula", everyone followed the commissioner forward.

The crowds gathered more and more. When I and the two majors walked into the headquarters camp, almost everyone except the sergeants on duty was surrounded by the camp, and the water was scattered.

The originally unusual thick fog has been diluted a lot by this fanatical passion, and today will be an extraordinary day.

"Welcome... Welcome, Special Commissioner... General." General Dopp, who was also in military uniform, welcomed me in his office. His nervous expression and speechless expression undoubtedly showed the timidity and panic in his heart. Yes, he knew what was going to happen with the deafening cheers and shouts from outside.

"Cowardly guy," I looked at the doctor in my 30s in contempt. From the beginning of entering the barracks to now, I have fully confirmed the truth stated by Napoleon. The soldiers' words and deeds and the general's behavior have fully explained everything. I calmed down, took a deep breath, tried to dilute a little pain in the wound, and said to him: "Citizen in the Commander-in-Chief, I heard that many soldiers and officers have been confined and are ready to shoot them. Have the order been executed?"

"Report to the citizens of the special commissioner, the military court has convicted them of conspiracy to rebel and preparing to execute a firearm." The spokesperson was the new adjutant beside Dopp. He hurriedly responded when he saw that his general was scared and could not speak.

"Well, I am glad that I will tell you and your general as a plenipotentiary of the National Council's Toulon Legion to remove all positions from the Toulon Legion, including the Commander-in-Chief of the Toulon Legion, and order you to leave the Toulon Legion with your own heads." I calmly announced this decision to them and tried to control my emotions.

"They are rebellions, conspiracies, special commissioners, you, you should know. Besides, my appointment and removal must be approved by the Public Security Committee." Dopp finally overcame some fear suppressed in his heart and spoke again. Although he was stuttering, his meaning was still expressed in full.

"They are rebellions, so I tell you that I am also a member of the rebellion; these are conspiracies, and I will confess to you that the protagonist of the conspiracy is me. As for the opinions of the Public Security Committee, please go to Paris to get it. Now leave the legion immediately and hesitate, and I will pierce your head with a gun." Now I can no longer control my feelings at all, and roar like a lion in anger. But the severe pain that came immediately made me almost bent down and fainted. I refused the support from others, forced myself to stand up again, straightened my body, but saw that my brand new military uniform was covered with blood, and it looked particularly bright on the blue coat.

Dopp's adjutant became a little scared and subconsciously wanted to take out his pistol to defend himself, but was kicked over to the ground by Major Xia De, who was quick-witted. With a command, he rushed into the tent with more than a dozen special commissioner guard soldiers holding rifles and aimed at Dopp and his entourage.

"Major Charde, go and unload their guns, and send them back to Paris in the name of the commissioner, and be tried by the Revolutionary Court. In addition, Major Napoleon ordered you to go to the garrison court immediately and release all the officers and soldiers who were imprisoned for the matter." I took a forced breath again and issued the last order.

When Major Xia De escorted the two prisoners out of the camp, the cheers outside rose again and resounded throughout the sky. In the joy of shouting "Ula", my weak body could no longer support it. The scenery in front of me began to gradually blur, slowly disappeared, becoming dark, and with the last sound of touch, I fell to the ground.

Yes, I'm so tired, I need a rest...
Chapter completed!