Viscount Prozolov was angry at Grand Duke Constantine's childishness and naivety. After a long time, His Highness the Grand Duke didn't understand anything, so he hurriedly said:
"Your Highness, you have been... misunderstood!"
In fact, he originally wanted to say that you were deceived, but then he thought that if he said so, it might make His Highness the Grand Duke misunderstand Duke Mikhail, and given his character, he might make some trouble to offend Mikhail.
Duke Hail.
The last thing they need now is to make enemies everywhere, so it's better to do less than to do more, so let's keep it a secret.
"Although the situation on Duke Mikhail's side is tense, it is not really overwhelming. The reason why he keeps asking for reinforcements is actually due to competition with Prince Paskovich and fear of the Ministry of War doing something wrong.
Prepare for bad things!"
Grand Duke Constantine looked at Viscount Prozolov in confusion. He didn't understand. The latter could only explain in detail:
"According to His Majesty's previous plan, although Prince Paskovich was nominally the commander-in-chief, he was actually just a nominal supervisor. However, he came up with a landing plan and took away more than 100,000 elite troops at once.
It can be said that we are competing with Duke Mikhail for command."
"Do you think Prince Mikhail would be happy about this? What would you do if it were you?"
Grand Duke Constantine replied subconsciously: "Then we definitely can't let it go, we must take it back!"
"Yes!" Viscount Prozolov quickly agreed, "but we can't grab it openly, otherwise His Majesty will be unhappy. So Duke Mikhail can only keep shouting that the situation is tense and calling for more reinforcements. But
The military strength is always limited. Now the Ministry of War is demolishing the eastern wall to make up for the western wall. If more reinforcements are given to Duke Mikhail, then naturally they can only give less to Prince Paskovich. Do you understand?"
Grand Duke Constantine nodded with enlightenment, as if he understood why Duke Mikhail kept calling for reinforcements.
At this time, Viscount Prozolov continued to explain: "In addition, you have also seen that the War Department is actually quite a bastard. If the war does not go smoothly, the War Department will be under great pressure. It is said that His Majesty will teach Chel a lesson every three days.
Nesov, in this case, Chernyshev can naturally only find trouble with Duke Mikhail and exert pressure."
"But in the current situation, even if Marshal Kutuzov is replaced, it will be useless. We are at war with Britain, France and Turkey at the same time, and Austria is causing trouble on the side. It is good to maintain the situation, but we still want to win the war quickly. This is not a fantasy.
Tan?"
"So Duke Mikhail is also very worried. Facing the pressure from His Majesty and the Ministry of War, he will definitely have to find ways to shirk the blame. Asking for more reinforcements is one way. Obviously the reinforcements will not be enough. Then he can
Blame it on Chernyshev, saying that the key reason for not winning the victory was that the War Ministry did not give him enough support!"
"Now, do you understand?"
What else did Grand Duke Constantine not understand? Only then did he realize that it was all a routine. The big bosses in the relationship were playing tricks on each other. On the one hand, they were fighting for power and gain, while on the other hand, they were shirking responsibility. Well, this is all a show, okay?
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"In other words, Duke Mikhail's form is actually not as difficult and tense as his battle report says?"
Viscount Prozolov nodded quickly and said: "Yes, the so-called tension is just something he deliberately created. The more tense the form, the more beneficial it is to him. In fact, if you think about it again, as Prince Paskovich blitzes the enemy
How can the pressure on the Danube River line in the rear be increasing day by day? This doesn’t make sense!”
Archduke Constantine had another sudden realization. He also knew that although Paskovich's landing plan did not go smoothly, now that the British and French expeditionary forces had personally appeared on the scene, it was difficult to say whether the situation could be opened up in the future.
But one thing that can be confirmed about this landing plan is that it will definitely reduce the pressure on the Danube River line. After all, the Turkish military strength is also limited, and it is impossible not to be restrained by Paskovich's landing force.
And think about it from another perspective, if there had not been this landing operation, the more than 100,000 Turkish troops and the 20,000 to 30,000 British and French expeditionary forces would have gone to the Danube line. At that time, it would have been Duke Mikhail's turn to have a big problem.
So to sum up, Duke Mikhail's pressure is definitely not as great as he said, and that old fox is just playing tricks.
Suddenly, Grand Duke Constantine was a little excited. If Duke Mikhail had some spare strength, let alone say more, as long as he could gather 30,000 to 50,000 troops to counter the rebellion, he would not even need to eliminate all the rebels, as long as he could get through some major ones.
If the traffic lines reduce the pressure on Chisinau, it will have room for maneuver and time to change its overall passive posture.
He immediately jumped up from the sofa, lost his previous decadence, and asked energetically: "Then how can I convince Duke Mikhail to help?"
Viscount Prozolov said decisively: "Xiao Zhi uses emotion to move him for profit!"
"First of all you should express your willingness to fully support the Duke, help him fight against Prince Paskovich, and be willing to help speak out about how difficult it is for the Duke."
"Secondly, these bastards in Moldavia are obviously already in the same pants as Count Uvarov and are not willing to cooperate with us anymore. In this case, we must use an iron fist to deal with them or even eliminate them!"
"Naturally, after eliminating them, you can give a large part of the legacy they left behind and the corresponding power void to the Duke..."
Viscount Prozolov stopped here and persuaded patiently: "Your Highness, right now we can't let go of our children to trap the wolf. You must show enough sincerity to impress the Duke, and you must not be stingy!"
"As long as the Duke's request for Moldavia is not particularly excessive, he will give it as much as he wants!"
Grand Duke Constantine swallowed hard. Only he knew how high the price was. It was so high that he felt a little distressed. So many benefits and so much money originally belonged to him! But now he can only bear the pain and take it.
Come out, tell me what it feels like?
However, compared with these interests, he only puts life-saving first. Although his life is not in danger, once Count Uvarov's conspiracy succeeds, his political life will be ended.
What's the difference between that and death?
"Okay!" Archduke Constantine gritted his teeth and said viciously: "I will give him whatever he wants, even if he wants the entire Moldavia!"
This made Viscount Prozolov breathe a sigh of relief. Although the Grand Duke was unreliable in various ways, his advantage was that he knew how to choose at critical moments. It was this advantage that allowed him to get to where he is today. Compared with risking everything,
He should be able to convince Prince Mikhail, right?