The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria's Mandate of Heaven

Chapter 686

Tsar Nicholas I frowned, thinking, "The French are so dark! But fortunately, he intends to sell rather than borrow."

At this moment Hilarion elbowed Pierre Guiscard, who was pushed two steps reluctantly.

Tsar Nicholas I noticed this movement and said.

"What else is there?"

Pierre Guiscard looked at Hilarion, who held his head high so that he wouldn't look at him.

Pierre Guiscard had no choice but to bite the bullet and say.

"Our great King Louis-Philippe has one more request."

This kind of long-winded guy made Nicholas I very disgusted, and he turned back and said coldly.

"Say."

I don't know whether it was because the winter in Russia was too cold or the tsar's tone was too cold. In short, Pierre Guiscard shivered subconsciously.

In fact, Pierre Guiscard himself had seen many great people.

Whether it is the head of the Rothschild family in France, James Rothschild (also known as Amslow Rothschild), or the descendants of the Napoleon family, he can deal with it calmly, and even let the The other side wants something from themselves.

It's just that in front of this majestic tsar, he felt as helpless as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, but he had to say something.

In fact, even if he doesn't say anything, it can't change anything. After all, everything will be revealed when the contract is signed, and he will be more passive at that time.

So Pierre Guiscard summoned up his courage and said.

"His Majesty Louis-Philippe wishes you to do France a small favor."

This time Nicholas I didn't bother to open his mouth anymore, he just looked at the other party coldly.

"His Majesty hopes that Russia can help expel the Mexican forces entrenched in California."

Pierre Guiscard did not dare to meet the eyes of the Tsar. There was a deathly silence in the palace, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a few degrees.

"You go back first, we will consider it."

The Tsar's tone was calm, and Pierre Guiscard fled the palace as if pardoned.

Hilarion was slapped hard again.

"Idiot! Idiot! California is Mexican? It's full of Austrians! The commander of the garrison is a Habsburg!"

If we really do this, I am afraid that the [-] million francs will not be enough for military expenditure! "

Although the United States had suffered a disastrous defeat in the Battle of California, the Russians at this time didn't think it was a big deal, because the Americans were just a bunch of ridiculous and vulgar people.

Hilarion wanted to explain something, but the Tsar stepped on his jaw.

"You shouldn't have let that idiot appear in front of me!"

Nicholas I punched and kicked Prime Minister Ilarion again, and he didn't let out a long breath until he was tired.

At this time, Prince Mainkov, who was on the sidelines, saw that Nicholas I's anger had been reduced by more than half, so he stepped forward and said.

"Your Majesty, what about military expenses?"

When it comes to military expenses, Nicholas I's head hurts again. Although Russia's gray cattle are the army with the lowest supply requirements in Europe, this does not mean that they do not need supplies.

Especially when fighting in harsh environments, sometimes supplies are more important than weapons and equipment.The easiest way to fight deep into the mountains is to cut off the opponent's supplies. Without supplies in the vast mountains, it is tantamount to death.

But suddenly he had a flash of inspiration.

"Isn't there a cholera outbreak outside now?"

"Yes, but what does this have to do with military spending?"

The Tsar sighed, his men were really useless.

On the side, Duke Liubai (the head of the special third department) had already understood what the tsar meant. Naturally, Caesar could not say this kind of thing himself.

So it was his turn to play the black glove.

"Your Majesty, I received a report from an informant that the people behind this plague may be Jews."

"Damn Jews are so wicked!"

At this time, Prince Mainkov also reacted. Although he was cursing the Jews to die, he couldn't stop smiling.

"Go ahead. Before Paskevich's army goes out, you need to solve the supply problem."

Nicholas I waved his hand immediately, motioning for people to leave, including Hilarion who was lying on the ground dying.

At this time Nicholas I was a little irritable, he didn't understand why his country was suddenly not so good.

In fact, due to changes in history, trade between Russia and the Austrian Empire accounted for more than a quarter of national income.

The Imam Khanate in history did cause a lot of trouble to Russia, but without the support of this batch of weapons and supplies from Austria, they would be over now.

Imam Shamir was an excellent leader of the rebel army, but not a very good partner.

After all, Franz asked the Karamanli family to send them so many supplies and information, and when he was in full swing, he actually killed the envoy sent by Franz.

At this time, Russia once again suppressed its troops, especially the pocket tactics of Earl Baria Jones, which almost blocked the survival of the Imam Khanate.

In fact, Russia's losses in such a war of attrition are much greater than that of the Imam Khanate, but unfortunately Russia can afford it, but the Imam Khanate is about to fall apart.

So Imam Shamir once again thought of his "friends" who had helped him, and sent envoys to Tripoli several times for help.

The Karamanli family was emotionally eager to tear the people of the Imam Khanate to pieces, but he knew very well that his identity was just a puppet supported by Franz.

So no matter how much hatred there is, they can only endure it.

Franz didn't like this kind of vicious and cruel guy, but if Russia always chose to be pro-British, it would be useful to keep Imam Shamir.

But how to do it depends on the future world situation.

As for the possible demise of the Imam Khanate, Franz didn't care.

On the other hand, Prince Mainkov and Duke Lyubay had trouble dealing with the Jews.

"The Yusupov family?"

"No! No! That's a relative of Grand Duke Mikhail."

"The Gurnsveld family?"

"No! The Russian-American company still has their shares!"

The Russian-American Company is a semi-colonial organization similar to the East India Company in Russia. It mainly deals in fur business, but it has the royal endorsement so most people can't move it.

"This won't work either! That won't work! Where will the military expenses come from!"

Prince Mainkov was originally a soldier, and he was really not good at this kind of political struggle.

Duke Liubai said with a smile: "Don't worry, Your Royal Highness. You also know that His Majesty the Tsar wants military expenses, and it doesn't really matter whether he is a Jew or not."

"You bastard, don't mess around! If things get serious, you can't afford to walk around!"

"Don't worry! There will be no big trouble! Our target is those low-level Jews, Poles, Gypsies, and Uruk people."

So a mighty money-making campaign began, and millions of people had to leave their homes.
(End of this chapter)