18th century total war

Chapter 135 Alcoholic and Mom (Subscribe plus [-]rd update)

"Are all Marseilles like Arnault?

After becoming our commander, let us rush to outflank the back of Li Wei's rebels. That is a ruthless army capable of fighting five. We didn't stay in the fortifications, and even took the initiative to attack them.

Really crazy! "

While clearing the bushes and weeds taller than half a person in front of him, Captain Russell complained to the officers and soldiers around him.

He was the company captain of this unit, so the surrounding soldiers naturally didn't dare to refute, and could only let Roselle complain there.

"Sir, after all, Arnault is the commander-in-chief of the Southern Army Group. It is not safe for us to speak ill of him behind his back."

Roselle glanced at the young lieutenant who made the sound, and muttered in a slightly dissatisfied tone: "I'm from the Gironde province, but I just don't accept him as a Marseille!

how?

Marseilles made a revolutionary song, and they Maasais can ride on our Girondines and shit and fart?

If I were a general, I wouldn't know Arno at all. He doesn't have an official appointment document from the National Convention at all. This southern army group was completely established by himself!
My old boss was kicked out by him!
Although you may not all be Girondists, you don’t have people from Marseilles. You are all citizens of France. Why do you let the Marseilles step on our heads and domineering?

What capital does Arnault have?
Isn't it just driving away a duke who lost his military power with hundreds of people?
what is this!
When Marseille rebelled, the king in Paris was arrested! "

Lieutenant Jurgen looked at Captain Roselle, and while complaining, he raised the flagon he was holding in his hand from time to time, and lowered it slowly one by one, feeling a headache.

My boss is good everywhere, but the old habit of yelling at his boss as soon as he drinks is really terrible.

If not, Roselle would have been promoted to major long ago with his military achievements, so why would he be stuck here?

Thanks to Roselle's 'credit', they, Roselle's subordinates, have never had the chance to be promoted...

Even in the revolutionary army at this time, if you want to be promoted, you can't just look at merit, at least you have to understand some interpersonal relationships.

Those Girondists in power received no fewer gifts than noble officials before the Great Revolution!

Of course, compared to the army controlled by the nobles in the past, the revolutionary government treated civilian officers like them pretty well. At least they would not be discriminated against because of their status as civilians, and they would lose hope of being promoted in the army.

"Lieutenant, Captain, he drank alcohol during his mission. If it was reported to the military discipline officer, our company would inevitably be reprimanded again. This time we were sent out to be coolies because of the captain..."

A second lieutenant approached Lieutenant Jurgen and whispered a reminder, and immediately shut his mouth after seeing Roselle's gaze turned.

Jorgen smiled wryly and shook his head. He is just a lieutenant. Could it be possible that he can still snatch the wine jug from his immediate superior?

For Roselle, who is addicted to alcohol, grab his flagon and wait for his old punches to serve him!

At this moment, Jurgen couldn't help thinking of the Marseilles he had seen several times.

Compared with this army full of thugs and drunkards, the soldiers of the Marseilles look like real soldiers!
It is precisely because of this comparison that many officers and soldiers in their own army feel sour. The better the spirit of the Marseilles, the more inferior they feel. In the eyes of some people, this inferiority complex will turn into jealousy and even jealousy. Hostility!
Originally, it was fine if everyone was dead, but suddenly a friendly force with strict self-discipline came in, making these people always feel as ridiculous as those militia clowns.

Roselle was not the only officer who complained about Arnault, he just became speechless after drinking.

"What are you mumbling about there?

I can't get confused even if I drink all the time, so don't try to speak ill of me under my nose!
Everyone cheer up Lao Tzu, don't wait until you encounter Li Wei's rebels, everyone will be scared to shrink their eggs! "

Roselle yelled loudly, his mouth was full of alcohol, and his face was flushed. A blind person could tell that Roselle had already entered a 'slightly drunk' state.

Well, at least Russell didn't shake when he walked!
As soon as Russell finished speaking, as if he was cooperating with him, the second lieutenant standing side by side with Lieutenant Jurgen suddenly jerked his head back and sprayed blood all over Jurgen's face!

It wasn't until the corpse limply fell back that the sound of gunfire came from a distance!
"Enemy attack!"

Jorgen didn't care to wipe off the red and white unknown liquid on his face, shouted frantically, and found a nearby boulder and rushed over, shrinking behind the boulder.

And Roselle, who was pouring the wine jug into his mouth, fell down on the ground and covered his figure with tall grass, hiding it so skillfully...

The other soldiers around were also looking for cover, but many of them were recruits who had never experienced real battles. They couldn't help but panic, and fell to the ground one after another in the ensuing gunshots like popping beans!
"help me!

I don't want to die!

mother!

I want to see my mother..."

Not far from Jurgen, a recruit who was shot in the buttocks, with tears all over his face, shouted disregarding his face, and in the end only the word 'Mom' remained.

Because he was not hit critically, he may still be able to call 'Mom' for a long time...

Roselle, who was lying on the ground very conscientiously, letting the grass cover his body perfectly, couldn't help roaring: "Shut up, I, I can't even hear the direction of the enemy's gunshots from shouting so loudly! "

Roselle's words didn't have the slightest effect, instead they provoked a burst of cursing.

The pain from his buttocks and the strength draining from his body made this recruit understand that he was slowly dying!
Unable to walk, he could only watch helplessly as his butt, which could not be blocked no matter how hard he tried to block it, spurted blood out!

"Rosell, why don't you save me, I'm about to die, I'm bleeding too much!
I will curse you when I die!

It was all your stupid command that allowed us to enter the encirclement of Levi's rebels, and then caused me to be killed. I curse you, go to hell after death, and let Satan torture you forever! "

This scream immediately made the rest of the soldiers even more flustered. They seemed to believe that their team had unknowingly rushed into the encirclement circle set up by Li Wei's rebels!

How could this group of soldiers with no common sense of strategy know that they just happened to come across some sharpshooters who came up to them. The reason why they couldn't see the enemy was because the sharpshooters hid in a better position, and their ability to hear and distinguish positions was very poor. That's all...

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