After the embarrassing and unbearable military parade and inspection finally ended, Mikhail Gorchakov categorically rejected Mark Mikheyevich's invitation to attend the dinner and walked away coldly, immediately giving this fat-headed man
The guy was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
"It's just that this Duke doesn't understand any rules and is so arrogant that it's suffocating!"
"That's not true. I'm glad he refused to come. If I had been looking at his face, I wouldn't be able to eat anything!"
As Mark Mikheyevich complained, the younger brother next to him naturally echoed the complaint, just to make his boss smile.
But, Mark Mikheyevich really couldn't laugh. The reason is very simple - is Mikhail Gorchakov an ordinary general?
This is the boss of the future military operations in the Black Sea region, and his influence in the army is on the same level as Lazarev. There is already a Lazarev who dislikes him. If Mikhail...
Gorchakov doesn't like him either, so Mark Mikheyevich really doesn't have to mess with him.
"Shut up!"
Mark Mikheyevich frowned and snorted coldly, and lectured unhappily: "Your Excellency, the Duke, you can make irresponsible remarks! Send my order to all brigades to do a good job in training and strive for success."
Give your best performance in the military parade before the war begins, and be sure to satisfy the Duke!"
"Also, notify Mikhail and ask him to quickly find a way to contact the merchants and get some food to fill the scene. The next time His Excellency the Duke inspects, it must not be so embarrassing again!"
Mark Mikheyevich's subordinates looked at each other in confusion. They all understood these two orders, but they couldn't understand them. Duke Mikhail Gorchakov only had a bad look on his face.
Nothing much was said, at least no explicit mention of strengthening training and tracking down empty warehouses, so why do all this useless work?
"Idiot!" Mark Mikheyevich was surprisingly angry. "It's one thing if someone doesn't tell the truth, but it's another thing if you do it or not. I'm telling you, follow my instructions immediately. Who knows?"
If you don’t do well, I will remove anyone from their post!”
It should be said that Mark Mikheyevich still has some brains. He knew that Mikhail Gorchakov was extremely dissatisfied. If he didn't correct his attitude immediately, he might stop working immediately.
Because just when he was convening a meeting with the losers, Mikhail Gorchakov was also instructing his adjutant: "You guys will go to each naval infantry brigade in the next few days to see what the situation is.
What a mess! If Mark has no intention of repenting at all, then this guy really cannot stay!"
Mikhail Gorchakov has made up his mind. If Mark continues to be stubborn, he will try his best to offend Menshikov and get this fool to get out.
"Where is Mikhail Petrovich?"
After meeting Mark Mikheyevich, Mikhail Gorchakov really admired Lazarev. It was really not easy for the old man. He had worked with a fool like Mark for several times.
Year, how did this old man avoid being pissed off by this idiot?
Anyway, after today's brief contact, Mikhail Gorchakov was very angry. He felt that it was necessary to ask the old man if he had any thoughts or a panacea. He was a little worried that he had not died in the hands of the Turks or Vlach.
Ya and the Moldavians had it in their hands, but they were made mad by this idiot Mark.
"Secret? There is none,"
Lazarev answered Mikhail Gorchakov's questions with a smile on his face, looking relaxed and comfortable. Compared with Mikhail Gorchakov who had a frosty look on his face, Lazarev looked like a completely different person.
One in heaven and one in hell.
"I just told myself that this idiot was sent by the big idiot, the Lord of the Admiralty. Isn't there a little idiot in the big idiot's family? What's more, dealing with a big idiot is more annoying, and the little idiot's actions are nothing.
!Ha ha."
Mikhail Gorchakov looked at Lazarev, who was smiling happily, and knew that the other party was joking, but the joke was not groundless. He still knew Menshikov's level and character, and said
It's not an exaggeration to say that he is a big idiot... maybe the way to work with an idiot is to deal with another idiot who is even stupider.
Mikhail Gorchakov sighed and said with a wry smile: "You are really cheerful, and you can still enjoy hardships... I saw the situation of the naval infantry today. Don't be ridiculous, I can't even cry.
Come out!"
Lazarev replied: "I'm sorry, Duke, the only thing I can do these years is to keep the fleet basically normal. The naval infantry is really beyond its capabilities..."
"I see," Mikhail Gorchakov sighed and said, "But now the war is imminent, and the navy is not the key for the time being. How can I go to war with this ragtag group of people?"
"Well, the only thing I can tell you is that the naval infantry on the Sevastopol side can't be saved. The situation on Kornilov's side is better. I suggest you rely more on the troops there...
"
【Old fox!】
Mikhail Gorchakov cursed in his heart, how could he not know about the relationship between Kornilov and Lazarev? Lazarev told him clearly: "If you want to get out,
Difficulty, then give my students more opportunities to make meritorious deeds and receive awards, otherwise I will be helpless!"
But the problem is that Mikhail Gorchakov really can't completely rely on Kornilov. After all, Wallachia and Moldavia are military operations to share the cake, although he has grabbed the position of commander-in-chief.
, but we must not live alone. We must give some face to the big shots in all aspects, and support their descendants and students by the way. Naturally, Kornilov cannot be allowed to stand out. Otherwise, it will offend him.
People can't explain it either.
After continuing to test Lazarev for a few more words, the old man fooled him smoothly. Anyway, if Mikhail Gorchakov did not give the old man enough benefits, the old man would not help him solve the difficult problem.
Trouble, at least he won't be foolish enough to take advantage of Mark Mikheyevich.
Anyway, after Lazarev left, Mikhail Gorchakov's brain was even more painful. He found that the Black Sea Fleet was really a big trouble, with both old monsters and big fools. This was not a different approach.
Are you going to cause trouble with him?
He pinched his forehead and ordered with a bit of frustration: "It seems that we have to contact this old guy Alexey Petrovich to help solve the problem..."