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An Ning looked at Murat, but what she thought in her heart was, what about Jourdan, Soult, and Marmont?
Could it be that my luck is actually not good, the famous generals drawn now are all given after the card is guaranteed, and the remaining 26 marshals are still in the pool?
What the hell, am I still continuing my African ancestry now after I travel through time?
Murat had been standing waiting for An Ning to speak, and finally couldn't stand it any longer, and asked suspiciously, "Well, Your Excellency, why are you looking at me all the time?"
At this time, Lazar Kano said: "You are not used to Your Excellency's style, he occasionally falls into deep thought like this."
If Napoleon or La Salle were there, they would definitely pick up Lazar Cano's words, bragging about "this is a moment of genius inspiration" or something.
It's a pity that one of the two went to defend the city, and the other led cavalry to harass the coalition forces, and they were not in the Palace of Versailles at this time.
Murat: "That's right...then..."
An Ning: "Berthier, for your records, I am now appointing Noachan Murat as the brigade commander of the 12th Hussar Brigade and serving as the direct guard of the headquarters."
Berthier nodded immediately.
Murat: "The enemy is at hand, I want to attack the enemy myself..."
An Ning: "You will have such a chance, I promise."
Berthier: "Do you think that the direct guards are just the showy troops responsible for protecting your Excellency? No, no, the direct guards are equivalent to the shock troops commanded by you personally, and you will be used in the most critical position."
Murat was immediately overjoyed: "Really? That's great, I will definitely complete the task given by Your Excellency!"
An Ning nodded: "Now go and familiarize yourself with your troops and build a relationship of trust with the cavalry. I believe you can do well. The Minister of War and I still have important matters to discuss."
Murat immediately saluted, turned and left.
As soon as Murat left, Lazar Kano said directly: "Now the operation of forming the troops is going smoothly, but the problem is still the same as before. There is a shortage of officers. I have to adopt a new unit organization called half brigade, let the officer of the previous regiment command more troops."
An Ning nodded. He had known about the fact that the Revolutionary Army adopted the half-brigades instead of the regiments of the Anti-French Alliance.
"That's good," he said.
Kano: "The council wants to recruit young bourgeois from the city to serve as officers. Because there is a shortage of officers, I agree with their approach, but the quality of these officers...is hard to describe.
"My response was to promote some veterans who had done well and were literate, but their literacy was at best non-commissioned officers.
"I mixed these non-commissioned officers with the small bourgeois officers, hoping that they would not break up too quickly in the battle."
An Ning: "You always have a solution. But our biggest problem now is the lack of senior officers. We need at least seven or eight generals to command the newly formed troops."
That's right, Kano, didn't you occupy Xiao He's position, where is I, Han Xin?Where is my general?I gave you the list, go find them!
There are more than 20 marshals, and you only found one Murat, which is quite beautiful!
Lazar Kano: "I have been working hard to find, but the situation is so chaotic now, it is really too difficult to find a specific person according to the list, like finding a needle in a haystack."
That's right, it's so chaotic now, with rebellions everywhere, beheadings every day in Paris, and lynchings everywhere, even the "victorious organizers" can't do anything about it.
An Ning could only turn to Berthier: "It seems that we can only rely on the connections of the chief of staff in the army. The Bernadotte you recommended before is good, I appreciate it! Is there anything else you can recommend to me?" ?"
Berthier: "Of the noble officers I know, they ran and died, and Bernadotte is the only one left."
An Ning scratched her head and looked at the map: "It seems that a large number of troops can only be temporarily placed under my direct command. Berthier, you are going to suffer a lot."
Berthier nodded slightly: "I am duty bound."
An Ning pouted.
In his memory, the last person who liked micromanagement didn't turn out very well!
Chapter 223
At this time, in the city of Paris, there were gathered troops from all over the country to defend Paris.
Of course, not all of these troops came to defend Paris, and some of them ran to Paris to escape because of the chaos outside.
After all, if you walk west from Paris for a few days and enter the boundary of the Vendée, the situation will be completely reversed. In Paris, the royal party is judged every day, and in the Vendée, the blue party is hacked to death every day.
So Quanrun, the blue party in the town of the Vendée, came to Paris, claiming to defend Paris.
Paris was originally a very chaotic city. After so many years of endless expansion, there was no plan at all, and the whole city was mixed with fish and dragons, and it became even more chaotic at this time.
In the midst of this confusion, there was a volunteer army from the upland area.
Occupying an empty nobleman's mansion, the volunteers eked out a living on a stipend from the War Department.
The leader of the volunteers was Jean-Victor Marie Moreau, a young lawyer from a seaside town in Brittany.
On this day, Moreau received the allowance from the Ministry of War and the two large baskets of baguettes distributed to them, and rode back to the house on horseback.
As soon as they entered the door, someone asked loudly: "Moreau, when can we go and beat the damn Austrians?"
While handing the baguette to his orderly, Moreau replied: "I took a look at the Ministry of War, and the German-Austrian coalition forces are already approaching Sedan, but it has been raining over the past few days, causing roads to It was very muddy, which affected the advance of the Prussian-Austrian coalition forces."
A volunteer soldier shouted: "Damn it, why hasn't General Frost set off yet? The enemy has come to our hometown! We came to Paris to fight the damned invaders!"
Moreau: "Be content, at least there is enough bread for now, and the bread is still baked well. General Frost will definitely attack. After all, he is the most famous military strategist of our time, and he will not sit back and watch the armies of those kingdoms Destroying our land!"
Immediately someone teased Moreau: "Hey, our lawyer, when it comes to General Frost, his face becomes beaming!"
Mo Luo didn't hide it: "That's not true! He is the founder of the republic. Without him, we are still a damn kingdom now!"
"Is the republic really that good?" Someone asked, and Moro immediately came to his spirits, "Of course! The republic means everyone is equal! From now on, there will be no nobles and kings who can ride on our heads! The future must be the republic In this era, all countries will eventually become republics!"
An Ning probably didn't expect that he had become the sun in the hearts of the republicans.
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted outside the gate of the manor: "I am the reorganization commissioner of the Ministry of War. Are you volunteers from the Shanglaiyin area? Who is your leader?"
Moro immediately stopped praising the republic, turned his head and ran out of the gate, raising his right hand: "It's me! They all elected me to be their leader."
The war commissioner wore a wig that didn't fit very well, it looked too big and kept slipping down, and the commissioner had to hold it up after a while.
Judging by the outfit of this commissioner, he probably used to be a small employee somewhere, and it was not his turn to wear a wig at all.
But now, he's wearing an ill-fitting wig and strutting like a cocky rooster.
"What was your original occupation?" asked the Commissioner.
"I'm a lawyer."
Morrow replied, but there were volunteer soldiers behind him: "He doesn't even have a diploma! He plays all day in college and is a playboy!"
Moro ignored the soldiers' booing and continued to say firmly: "I am a lawyer. My father is also a lawyer. I hope I can inherit the family business."
The Commissioner nodded: "Lawyer. Now lawyers, painters, and musicians are all in the army. How many people are there in your army?"
Moreau: "There are 180 people. We are all from the Shanglaiyin area, which is the place currently occupied by the coalition forces!"
Commissioner: "180 people, then you are a lieutenant, but I don't have a lieutenant shoulder badge. Come on, let me give you a captain, it's cheaper for you."
Moreau: "Thank you, I..."
He was about to take the epaulettes, but the commissioner did not let go of them, and then looked at him expectantly.
Moreau gave an "oh" and understood.
"You actually asked me for money?"
"This is the rule. You don't want to be labeled a traitor, do you? Revolution Square is busy with the guillotine every day. Didn't you go and see it?" The commissioner showed his yellow teeth and laughed.
Moreau was angry: "I don't believe this is something that will happen under the rule of His Excellency General Frost! Your Excellency General's army should be strictly disciplined!"
The commissioner nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, the army of Your Excellency General is strictly disciplined, and they still sing the discipline into songs all day long. Why don't they take the masses with a needle? Maybe they really do that. But, I'm just a commissioner of the Ministry of War, and I'm not the General's troops."
Mo Luo asked angrily: "We responded to the call of the parliament and came to defend the country! You actually asked us for money! I don't believe that no one cares about you!"
Commissioner: "Then you can go and complain to His Excellency the General. He is in Versailles outside the city. Yes, it is the place where His Majesty the King lived. Go and talk to him!"
Mo Luo was furious: "Okay, I'll go find him! I don't believe that His Excellency the General is wise enough to allow such a situation to exist!"
After all, he didn't want the captain's epaulets anymore, and ran directly to the stables.
The commissioner said in a strange tone: "You are leaving now, and I will register you as a traitor! Wash your neck and wait, it will be your turn to be guillotined in a few days!"
Mo Luo snorted, and gave the commissioner a blank look: "I still don't believe it, it has become a republic, and insects like you can't be cured!"
After speaking, Mo Luo got on his horse and galloped away.
The commissioner curled his lips: "Hmph, country man!"
Then at this time, he noticed that the volunteers who came up to Yin were all staring at him with murderous eyes, and immediately persuaded him, and while urging Ma Kairun, he said harshly: "You wait! When your lawyer head is in trouble, you are in trouble of!
"Defending Paris is also about qualifications!"
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An Ning was about to send Lazar Carnot back to Paris when she suddenly heard noises near the palace gate.
So he said to the warrant officer next to him, "Go and see what's going on."
The warrant officer took the order and came back after a while: "Report to the general, there is someone who wants to see you, it's not a big deal."
There have been a lot of people clamoring to see General Frost recently, and the whole army is almost used to it.
An Ning also just said "oh", but today he just got Lana in a good mood, so he said, "I happen to be out too, so let's go see him. Let's take Lazar back to Paris by the way."
Lazar: "Let's leave this kind of matter to the affairs officer. It's not appropriate to set this precedent."
An Ning waved her hand: "It doesn't matter, let's go."
After a while, he and Kano arrived in front of the palace gate.
A few burly soldiers stopped a big man, who had obviously entered the stage of intense physical contact.
An Ning: "Who wants to see me?"
When the guards holding the big man turned around, they immediately let go, their bodies stretched like springs.
When the big man saw An Ning, he immediately stood up straight and tidied up his clothes.
An Ning looked at him: "Look at the clothes, aren't you from the French army? Are you a volunteer from somewhere?"
Big man: "Yes, I am a volunteer soldier from Shanglaiyin, and I am a lawyer. I will report to you that one of your commissioners has committed a crime of malfeasance and corruption!"
Lazar Kano stepped forward: "The commissioner you are talking about should be the commissioner of the Ministry of War. Many of the commissioners of the War Department are former employees. It is normal for good and bad to vary."
An Ning: "This is the boss of the Ministry of War. You just need to respond to him. He will definitely deal with you fairly. For the opportunists and moths in our system, we must hit hard, understand, Kano !"
When the big man heard it, he immediately smiled: "I knew that Your Excellency the General would not sit idly by and ignore this kind of thing! Your Excellency, I am Jean Victor Marie Moreau, and I will definitely devote myself to the Republic After death!"
An Ning wanted to leave at first, but when he heard this man's self-introduction, he shuddered and looked at him again.
"Who the hell did you just say you were?"
"Jean Victor Marie Moreau, from Brittany!"
An Ning couldn't close her mouth: "Damn it, which bastard wanted to put shoes on for you just now? I want to interrogate him myself!"
Chapter 224 General Frost Acts Resolutely
Mo Luo: "Follow me! There are volunteers from all over the country who live on our road. It is estimated that he is responsible for the registration of the whole road. Come with me, we will definitely find him!"
So An Ning waved: "Lead the horse over here. I just happen to be sending the Minister of War back to Paris. I just happen to go and see who this person is. How dare you enrich yourself at such a critical moment!"
Immediately, Julian led the horse over. An Ning got on the horse, turned to confirm that all the attendants were on the horse, and then turned to Mo Luo, who had just been discovered: "Go!"
So the group returned to Paris in such a mighty way.
When he was approaching Morrow's garrison, he pointed at a staff member in front of a house who was teaching volunteers a lesson and said, "That's him! He asked me for a bribe, otherwise he wouldn't give me an officer!"
An Ning carefully looked at the guy Mo Luo was pointing at, and couldn't help frowning.
That guy, to An Ning's impression, was very much like the number one thug under the landlords in the artistic animations depicting pre-liberation that he watched when he was a child.
That's right, it's the kind of character that makes people angry just looking at it, and they want to give him two slaps. When An Ning was a child, she thought that these people were worse than rich landlords.
So An Ning drove forward without saying a word, and asked sharply, "What are you doing!"
The commissioner of the Ministry of War was startled, the wig on his head almost slipped to the ground, he turned his head angrily, and roared angrily: "You scared me! If my wig falls on the ground, you stinky soldier will accompany you!" Get up? This is a very expensive wig!"
An Ning was shocked, what the hell, this guy doesn't recognize himself?
An Ning: "Keep your dog eyes wide open to see who I am, grandpa!"
The commissioner pushed his glasses: "Who are you...how do I know who you are! There are so many generals in Paris now! Let me tell you, I am a subordinate of the Minister of War, and the Minister is a popular man in front of General Frost !"
An Ning turned to look at Lazar Kano: "Really?"
Lazar Carnot: "In terms of red, Bonaparte and La Salle are more red, I just follow the general for a little longer."