However, in the later itinerary, Victor still chose to ride a carriage because riding a horse for dozens of minutes is very pleasant to the body and mind, and riding for a few hours will make people exhausted. If riding for dozens of days, God would be so tired. Along the way, the escorted cavalry and riders holding torches would be rotated every once in a while. However, Victor had to accompany the fire and torches to travel around most of Europe.

"If I hadn't come to Russia, I wouldn't have known that the world would be so big." Later, when Victor talked to his friends about his trip, he sighed, "Do you know? One day, I had been in the carriage for eight hours. Except for changing horses at some small strongholds, we almost never stopped halfway.

So I asked a Russian cavalry who was following the carriage, "Hey, friend, how far is we from our destination today?" The cavalry replied to me in a very happy tone, "Ah, it's not far away, it's about to arrive, only one hundred miles." I didn't react at the time, and after a while I realized that the length of the Russian and kilometers is very similar, that is, there are more than one hundred kilometers. Hell, this is not far away, it's almost here.

But what is even more ridiculous is that not long after, I began to become familiar with and accepted this concept of distance. Well, one thousand kilometers is a little bit far away, and five hundred kilometers is already closer, one hundred kilometers? Ah, that is close in front of me. So after I returned to Europe, I was no longer used to the concept of distance here..."

However, except for the long road, Victor's trip was generally quite smooth. The first important Russian city to which the torch arrived was Kiev. People in the whole city expressed warm welcome to Victor and the mayor of Kiev awarded Victor the title of honorary citizen, while the residents of the city held a torch parade throughout the night to celebrate the arrival of the torch.

Victor and the Holy Fire rested for two or three days in Kiev. After all, even the strong Victor was exhausted when he was running like this. During these three days, he lived in the home of the local noble Lebezovsky. The owner Lebezovsky had also studied in France and studied painting and literature. He told Victor that he had a son, who is now in Paris, but he was studying mathematics in Paris.

"Actually, he wanted to learn physics or engineering. But I was worried that after he learned those things, he would not want to come back to take care of our land in the future. Mathematics is much better, at least math doesn't require a laboratory. He could study these in my study without having to worry about the things he learned in France that he couldn't find a place to use in Russia. Just like the son of one of my cousins, he studied construction engineering in France, and then returned to Moscow, but found that there was no cement or steel bar there... In the end, he couldn't help but go back to France. He was not short of money, but he learned a lot of skills but had no place to perform... I know it was not good, just like..."

"It's like holding a hammer in your hand and not finding a nail that can be knocked." Victor added with a smile.

"Ah, my friend, that's it, that's it. This metaphor is very vivid." Lebezovsky smiled. But he then sighed and said, "Russia is still too backward. Our system, many of our things are too backward, and the Russian people are too conservative. All of this must be changed. We think it is a good idea to join the Olympic Games and organize the Olympic Committee. Through sports, we can allow more people to accept new ideas. Well, I read Pravda and admire the above sentence: 'Civilization has its spirit, and barbarism has its body'. This sentence is really good."

Lebezov's attitude actually represents the view of a considerable number of Russian aristocracy. This is one of the reasons why Victor was able to receive such enthusiastic hospitality along the way. Perhaps because distance creates beauty, Russian aristocracy's views on the French who overthrew the rule of the nobles were generally better than those of Italian and Austrian aristocracy.

After staying in Kiev for three days, Victor turned to Moscow.

Moscow is the old capital of Russia. Since Peter the Great, Russia's capital has moved to Petersburg. But Moscow is still one of the most important cities in Russia and the second capital of Russia. Many people say that Petersburg is just a face that Russia intends to show, and Moscow is the real Russia.

The straight-line distance from Kiev to Moscow is about 800 kilometers. However, considering the winding roads and various terrain obstacles, the real distance is more than 1,000 kilometers, which is really a long journey.

Although the distance is more than a thousand kilometers, Victor has not been so far away before. However, it was the first time Victor saw it in the wilderness for more than a thousand kilometers.

Moreover, Russia's roads also opened Victor's eyes because the land will be frozen in winter and will melt in spring and summer. When the land is frozen, the water in the land will freeze, causing the originally compacted land to loosen again. Once the ice melts, the roads will become quagmire. This makes Russia's roads very difficult to maintain and are extremely easy to damage.

When Victor walked on this road, it was a time when the road was still easy to walk in the year - early summer. At this time, the melting water of ice and snow in winter had dried up, and the road was no longer a completely big mud pit like in spring. However, the road became rugged in the freezing of spring, which also slowed the speed of the carriages much. Moreover, such roads were particularly prone to damage the suspension and even wheels. Stopping on the road to repair the carriages was almost common.

While walking, Victor calculated in his mind and finally came to the conclusion that any European country, under the current circumstances, would easily be overwhelmed by this damn road and the resulting deadly logistics.

"Especially our French army. The French army has become stronger than ever in recent years, but on the other hand, the French army has also relied on logistics more than ever before." Victor thought so, and after serving as a military adviser in Ireland for a while, he was able to clearly realize this problem.

"What's more, the vast land and complex terrain are really an ideal environment for guerrilla warfare. Here, one million troops are thrown in, just like sprinkling a small bag of pepper into a large pond. Apart from wasting good things, it has nothing to do.

And the Russians are indeed conservative and backward, but they have a unique culture. Moreover, unlike many countries, all the Russians I come into contact with have a heart to become a big country. In addition, their environment is so harsh, which makes their personality relatively tough - they are naturally suitable for guerrilla warfare, and even more suitable for this than the Irish."

Thinking of this, the carriage suddenly bumped again, and then Victor listened to the roar of coachman Marklov again: "Damn it, it's broken again!"

On the other hand, the Olympic flame has been introduced to Rome, and the idle Roman citizens fully demonstrated the Italians' nature of watching the fun. Almost all citizens flocked to the streets, making the whole city feel like a carnival.

It is said that the Italians really regarded the transmission of the torch as a carnival. From all directions, groups of masked people rushed over, some ran out of the door, some ran out of the window, and carriages came from every street and every corner. The carriages were filled with clowns in white clothes, white trousers and white masks, funny characters in flowery clothes and wooden knives, men and women wearing half masks, dressed as marquises, Lusfils, knights and peasants. Everyone screamed and threw paper bags with flour or eggshells at each other. Some people sprinkled the juice of tomatoes on their bodies, pretending to be blood, and playing zombies or something. If Polina were here, she would be very happy to see all this.

However, the priests were not so happy to see all this. Especially when they saw that there were a few guys appearing on a float.

Bishop Leonardo had just comforted a helpless girl, and then, in a sage manner, left the residence he mercifully provided to the girl who might be his granddaughter in age, got on the carriage, went to his church, preparing to explain to some seminary students how to get closer to God. But as soon as the carriage left the alley, he encountered a crowd of carriage, and was then dragged into the carriage. Then he saw this scene on a float.

A man was wearing a paper priest hat, which could be clearly seen from the style of the hat, which was the Pope. The "pope" half-kneeled on the float, holding a crown made of gold foil in his hand, and handed it to a man sitting on a high chair in a French military uniform.

"Blasphemy! This is blasphemy!" Bishop Leonardo was angrily jumped directly from the carriage and rushed directly to the float. He saw who was actually a man who dared to attack the Pope's crown like this.
Chapter completed!