Chapter 91, Mutiny (2)
Curse cannot solve any problem. The most important thing now is to control the army quickly. At this time, the bell of gathering soldiers came from outside. Di Muriel straightened his military cap, held the command knife, and then said to the Duke of Chartre: "His Royal Highness, are you willing to go with me to speak to the soldiers?"
Duke Chartel hesitated slightly, and the incident just now made him a little scared. Dimurier looked at Duke Chartel's pale face and sighed, and no longer asked Duke Chartel to face the soldiers with him what he is now. If he was seen by the soldiers, it would only have a counterproductive effect.
Duke Chartre had a lot of military achievements in the previous battle reports, but many of these military achievements were actually assigned to him by Di Murier.
"Your Highness Regent, just take your people to watch these officers who refuse to do so... Don't make any more trouble." After saying this, Dimurier walked out with the signed officers.
"At least, there are so many officers under my control. I still have a great advantage." Di Murier thought.
The soldiers had gathered in front of the playground. Di Murier came to the reviewing stand and gave a speech to them. In his speech, he first accused the National Assembly and the government of not providing sufficient military salaries, and then talked about the extreme corruption of the National Assembly and the brutality of the Paris Commune. Then he proposed that the republican system was not suitable for France at all, and the most suitable for France and the most able to give everyone peace and tranquility was the only constitutional monarchy based on the 1791 Constitution. Therefore, he planned to take everyone back to Paris to rebuild a stable, peaceful and stable French kingdom that would allow everyone to live a good life.
Di Murier has been preparing for this speech for a long time. He felt that this speech should impress the soldiers. With his prestige and such a wonderful speech, those soldiers should not follow him to conquer the world?
However, the speech did not achieve the expected results, and the soldiers did not cheer at him. On the contrary, most of the soldiers were overwhelmed.
Dimurier sighed, and was about to say something else when he heard a voice shouting: "Soldiers, brothers, have you forgotten what we left our lovely hometown for and came here to fight against the Austrians, the Prussians, and all kinds of traitors of our motherland?"
Amid the shouting, a man suddenly jumped to a cannon next to the playground. He waved to everyone, and then shouted: "We still remember how Brunswick threatened us. They said that as long as we dare not be slaves to Louis XVI, they will kill to Paris, completely destroy Paris, and kill all the people of Paris. They are our parents, brothers, wives and children! We are not fighting for other things, not for military pay, not for great achievements, nor for General Dimurière. The reason why we stand here and brothers in military uniforms, tell me, why is this for?"
"To defend Paris!"
"For our family!"
"For my little Pierre, little Francis!"
The soldiers shouted.
Dimurier's face turned pale, he knew that things were completely out of control, especially when the damn guy said the name "Brunswick".
"Damn Brunswick! Damn Joseph Bonaparte!" Di Murier cursed in his heart, then he turned his head and asked the captain next to him: "Hankson, are you sure to hit him?"
"General, too far, it is almost impossible to hit at such a distance." Second Ensign Hankson replied, "unless you use a rifled shotgun. Moreover, I don't think it is a good time to shoot."
Di Murier knew what Hankson meant. When he fired a gun, the entire army might immediately attack him. It was too dangerous. But just admitting failure like this? Never!
"Soldiers, the Duke of Brunswick has taken back his remarks. As long as we can restore the Kingdom of France..." Dimurier still wants to work hard, maybe he can impress the soldiers? This is like a licking dog who is destined to have nothing, but it is always easy to have illusions such as "she smiled at me", "she may like me", "as long as I lick it harder, I can... be a father." After all, life is always, and must be full of various illusions, otherwise, how can those poor people survive?
However, just like all the licking dogs, those words that can move themselves cannot impress the goddess at all. Instead, Joseph on the opposite side smiled and said loudly to everyone: "Do you still remember that in Remap, our general told us something? Either in Remap, he was lying; or now, he was lying! Will you believe a lying person?
Remember, at Thermap, our general said, let us follow him to charge towards the French enemy?"
"Remember!"
"Remember!"
There was a burst of laughter from below.
"Do you remember, when we braved the Austrian bullets and rushed to their positions, the general who claimed to charge us was ahead of us?"
"No!"
"No!"
"In front of us, Napoleon was holding the military flag!"
"The Bonaparte brothers who took us to charge!"
The soldiers shouted.
"So, tell me, my brothers, are you willing to believe in brothers who hold military flags, waving sabers, and charge with you in the enemy's artillery fire, or do you believe in a general who has made a fortune but has left everyone with no food?"
"We believe in you, brother Joseph!"
"Of course I believe in you!"
"Believe in you!"
The soldiers' shouts were heard.
Although the situation was quite desperate, Dimurier still did not give up and wanted to say something, like a spare tire, rushing into the sacred church, trying hard to win back the goddess he thought he had liked him. However, his guard captain Hankson said to him: "General, we must leave immediately, look over there!"
Dimurier looked over there and saw a team of cavalry in red, surrounded by several civilians dressed in horses coming towards this side...
Di Murier knew that this was the special commissioner rescued by the Red Army. If Joseph could only impress everyone with everyone's fear of the threat uttered by Brunswick, the special commissioner from Paris was obviously more orthodox.
"The situation is over!" Di Muriel sighed. Even if he couldn't bear it, the goddess had already put on a white wedding dress. The rich and handsome guys had already held her hand and brought her to the altar. Both of them began to exchange rings and some digestive enzymes. What else could he expect? So he could only look at the army that once belonged to him for the last time, and then said to the people around him: "Let's go!"
The group got off the reviewing stand, got on the horse, and rushed towards the command center.
When Joseph saw Dimurier leaving, he breathed a long sigh, and then became angry again: "Damn Napoleon, why haven't he come yet!"
Dimurier rushed back to the command center. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Duke Chartre coming up with a nervous look on his face: "General, the situation..."
"The situation is out of control, we must leave immediately and go to Austria." Dimurier said while walking.
"Oh...ah...how could it be..." Duke Chartel was stunned for a moment.
"His Royal Highness, please prepare your people quickly and don't bring anything, and we will leave immediately. Otherwise it will be too late!"
"Okay..." Duke Chartel jumped up as if he had suddenly woken up.
"Take all those officers!" Dimurier said that if he surrendered to Austria, he also needed a letter of surrender. If an army loses so many officers, it will be almost impossible to fight. For Austria, his gift should be not light.
Soon, the German mercenary cavalry of Dimurier and the volunteers of the Duke of Chartre took action. They escorted the officers, whether they signed or not to support the monarchy, and ran towards the Austrian army. Until they met a small squad of cavalry in red, led by a small boy on the road.
"It was Napoleon Bonaparte and his Red Army cavalry!" The mercenaries slowed down and even stopped far away from Napoleon. Napoleon was the best at secretly hiding a few cannons in a place that no one noticed. During Valmé and the retreat after the two defeats not long ago, he played this trick so that when everyone saw him, they couldn't help looking around to see where the cannons might be hidden.
Seeing that the cavalry had stopped, Napoleon said to Bolonville, who was riding on horseback and following him, "Sir, look, we stopped the traitor."
Di Murier also didn't know where Napoleon had hidden the cannon, and he didn't dare to rush up directly before watching Napoleon ambush others with cannons, which was very happy. Now it was his turn to be ambushed by Napoleon with cannons, which was simply deadly!
"General, what should I do? I don't think they are many, why don't we rush over?" asked the Duke of Chartre.
"No, that's Napoleon. That guy is full of bad water. If you rush forward directly, you will definitely suffer a big loss." Di Murier shook his head.
"What should I do?" Duke Chartre didn't know that this dwarf had a lot of bad water, but he had no choice for a while.
"Tell him, we have hostages, and those officers are our hostages," Dimurier said.
"Who will say it?"
"Let Hankson go."
So Hankson came forward alone on a horse. He got off from afar, raised his hands, signaling that he was not armed with weapons and was not threatened. Then he walked over slowly.
"What did this traitor Dimurier ask you to come here?" Bolonville gritted his teeth.
"The general asked me to tell you that he has a hostage. Most of the middle and lower-level officers in the army are controlled by us. He hopes that you can make a way out. If you are willing to make a way out, we will hand over half of the officers to you."
"You dream! You and your damn traitor general have only one way to go, that is, they are hanging on the pole of the street lamp to rot!" Bolonville cursed with gritted teeth.
"Unless all the officers are left behind, I cannot let you go." Napoleon said.
"No, if we..." Hankson said.
"I have a suggestion that you hand over the Duke of Chartre to us, and give half of the officers back to us, and we will let you go. Then we will release the remaining hostages on both sides at the same time. If you can't make the decision, go back and discuss with Dimurière before talking about it." Napoleon said.
After hearing this, Hankson turned around and went back.
"Major Bonaparte, how can you..." Bolonville said.
"Mr. Bolonville, if the army loses so many officers at once, it will not be able to have combat effectiveness in a short period of time. And between the Austrians and Paris, there is no other army except us. We must consider the safety of Paris."
Chapter completed!