Lazarev was also crazy with joy when he got the news. He never expected that he would gain so much from his last trip to St. Petersburg. He thought that he would just pull some unlucky prince casually, but who would have thought that he would be surprised again and again.
Not only did he defeat the Mikheyevich brothers who had always been in the way, but he also found out the reality of Wallachia. Now he could even help solve the food problem. Lazarev even suspected that there was something else about a certain big man.
It can't be done by the public anymore.
Even Lazarev was so satisfied, not to mention Duke Mikhail. For him, a certain Grand Duke helped solve more than just the food problem. In a sense, it was a basic solution.
the problem of Wallachia.
Previously, Duke Mikhail was worried that the National Party would fight tooth and nail to resist, but judging from the food issue, these people have no intention of resisting at all. How can they sell food if they really want to resist?
Even Duke Mikhail felt that there was an easier way to solve the rebellion in Wallachia. He could simply use money to destroy it. If the money was enough, the National Party might stop it on its own.
Of course, this is just to think about it. Duke Mikhail knew that he wanted to solve the troubles in Wallachia quickly so that he could go to Austria to grab the credit, so he came up with this childish idea.
As the saying goes, a broom that cannot catch dust will not run away on its own. Without the deterrent power of the Russian army, no matter how useless the National Party is, it is impossible for it to surrender voluntarily for a small profit.
"Immediately send a reliable person to Bucharest to tell His Excellency the Grand Duke that I accept his suggestion and ask him to send food as soon as possible. The sooner the better!"
In order to show his sincerity, Duke Mikhail specially photographed Leonid and immediately set off for Constanta with hundreds of thousands of rubles in cash. He could not wait to buy up the food of the Wallachians as soon as possible.
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Not only was he happy to give money, Duke Mikhail also immediately wrote a memorial to Nicholas I, the whole meaning of which was just two words - give money!
After a stone fell in his heart, Duke Mikhail could finally concentrate on thinking about military issues. Nicholas I gave him about 200,000 troops, including about 50,000 naval infantrymen of the Black Sea Fleet, and the rest from
There are about 50,000 infantrymen transferred from St. Petersburg and Moscow, and then there are Cossacks and light infantry transferred from Ukraine and from the Caucasus.
There are many of these men and horses, and they are indeed not small, but compared to the 400,000 troops in Paskovich's hands, they are just younger brothers. The men and horses in Paskovich's hands are not only more, but also more elite, and there are countless guards.
The army and the dragoons are basically in the hands of "Dad".
Obviously, Nicholas I not only trusted Paskovich more, but also valued Austria more. Wallachia and Moldavia were just chasing rabbits.
The only thing Duke Mikhail has that is better than Paskovich is the navy. The entire Black Sea Fleet is also at his disposal, but this time the enemy is just a mere Wallachian rebel. These guys can even make ends meet for the army.
, there is not even a coastline, so what can the Black Sea Fleet do even if it is a small regional overlord?
Anyway, according to Duke Mikhail's plan, the Black Sea Fleet plays more of a transport brigade this time. Its main task is to be responsible for logistical supplies. It uses flat-bottomed cargo ships with relatively small displacement to transport supplies to his army through the Danube River. As for frontal combat,
, basically useless.
Naturally, this arrangement made the officers of the Black Sea Fleet not very happy. After all, the only way for soldiers to make meritorious service and win awards was to fight. After waiting for more than ten or twenty years, it was finally time to fight a big war, but nothing happened to them.
, who do you think can be happy about this?
"General, in this case, wouldn't we become the ones doing the dirty work? We have all the dirty work, but we have no chance to receive awards for our meritorious service! This is not fair!"
Lazarev's face was a bit serious. If someone else said this to him, he wouldn't particularly care. There are so many people saying weird things, and he doesn't have that much energy to take care of everyone.
But now the person who is advising him is a good student Nassimov, which is different. Because he understands the nature of his students, if he is not really anxious, Nassimov will not take the initiative to come to him and babble.
Even Nassimov, who has always been steady and steady, has taken action, so of course there is no need to mention the situation of the more impatient monkeys below.
"Is there a big opinion below?" Lazarev asked seriously.
"Yes, General. The officers and boys are very dissatisfied with the mission. We are a great navy, the greatest Black Sea Fleet created by Peter the Great, and the sharpest blade of the empire. There is no reason to let the blade do other things!"
Lazarev pinched his forehead. His migraine began to attack again. As he grew older over the years, the root cause of the disease he suffered at sea when he was young began to attack. Whenever the pressure increased suddenly and his brain was overused, he would
It hurts like half of my brain is frozen, it feels like my brain is frozen, and I can't think of anything.
Lazarev began to pinch his forehead hard and rub it violently to get his "frozen" brain back to work. At first, the effect was moderate, but as the migraine became more and more serious, now even just rubbing his scalp red
Even if the skin is broken, the effect is only unsatisfactory.
Naturally, Nassimov saw his teacher's discomfort, and immediately felt a little guilty. If it hadn't been for his teacher's hard work over the years, the Black Sea Fleet would have been tortured even more badly by the Mikheyevich brothers.
He really felt sorry for the old man, and he really didn't want to cause trouble to the old man. But there was really nothing he could do about the matter this time. The people below had really strong opinions and could no longer suppress him.
Nassimov can also understand the original intentions of the officers. Serving in the Russian army is a hard job, even in the navy with the best pay. Compared with their British and French counterparts, their equipment and pay are worse. The only chance to improve their pay is to fight.
Make meritorious service.
If you can be granted a title, not only will your ancestors be honored, but your wife and children will not have to worry about food and drink. In the future, your children and grandchildren will also be able to receive a better education and have a higher social status by relying on the title.
But now the opportunity to be knighted is right there, but they are told that there is no chance for them. Who can bear this? Taking risks at sea against the wind is precarious, but the only result is this, and anyone else will be in trouble!
So Nassimov had no choice but to bite the bullet and go find Lazarev, hoping to give the brothers below him a chance to take action.
Lazarev sighed. He also knew that it was not easy for the navy officers and soldiers, but this time there was really no way. He couldn't just fight with Turkey just to give the Black Sea Fleet a chance to make meritorious service and receive awards, right? That would put the interests of the country at the top of the list.