Napoleon in 1812

Chapter 69

11. Operation Sicke – 7

There was an indescion on the faces of the command after maintaining the battlefield.

They had not satisfied with their allies, but there were spines. It was said that the outcome…

“It’s like a parade of defeated corps too rigid than necessary.”

Bessires muttered as she saw the officers headquarters.

“I think because the enemies and letting them fail to hoped for?”

It was not just that. At the end, they even had to pouring out, devastating everything. But thession when it was ovinsular had thought.

“It’s sad and shame since the commander-in-chief is not incomprehensible that today.”

Only then did Bessire knew what she was saying.

The Emperor had never faced a landslide victory over the generals of the greatest commander of this perfect victory.

Because his expectations had been higher from the beginning, his reaction was different from the ones of the officers who thought ‘Is this good?’

“Anyway, what’s certed to be careful about recently changing the Empiut we cannot guarantee that it will stay the line.”

The words of Berthaff, were a high-ranking officers who were including capricious faces of those who bled.

These days, the fire burn down everything.

“The great is coming. Please salute.”

Napoleond headquarters under the officers with a gaze shivered. He opened his arms.

“Arthur Buena and San Felices. I think that it was Europe beyond the achievement.”

How could they be so anxious even though it was a compliment for the victory? While the officers were looking carefully at each other, reports of the battle began.

The battle against Wellesley’s Corps had begun at dawn and ended near noon.

Wellesley’s Cortion in mind from the beginningbed by the Coey left with their belongiat they could not be considered losers.

This was why despite winning the ‘Bnce did not collect any sod, cotton clotkets.

The French had only gained about 25,000,000 shovels at best a victory was estimated that the coalition force lost about 12,0 Allied officers and sohe French army.

“The Imperial Army showed superiority in thn River and in other engaley’s Corps is the elite unit of the coalitioned in the Peninsular War. It’s a ievement to have reduce th quarter.”

“Arthur Wellesinance on other fronts aned his power herergos, a key poin Peninsat victory thon country.”

Berthieaff, unwittingly claspedead. He did not ong the officers in combat report said sry, but it wapid. As expected, the expression changed.

“You are clearly something.”

“The purpose of the operatioich I and the other hard, was not Wellesley’s Cickle from me?”

The outline was old. Napoleon possible, as the coalition was at a way pretending to go to the Peninsular War itself. All of troed or taken prisoners.

Holding them would completely sever the link between the Spanish Provisional Government, Metz, and their Allies in Burgos, able to continue the battle. If they lost the war on the Iberian Peninsula was practically over.

“The Corps of Mortier and Jourdan launched an attack on the Portuguese border… Masséna’s Corps is preparing to recapture Arthur Wellesley and his allies on fire.”

Napoleon recalled Arthur Wellesley, who was commanding his corps over the Arlanzón River. In fact, Napoleon did not manpower.

Napoleon knew that the fastest and surest way to end the long-standing Peninsula War was to defeat Arthur Wellesley’s coalition. He had tried to squeeze in. The Allied forces along the Arlanzón River had a perfect defense. That was why Napoleon changed his strategy a little.

France, of course, was also consuming a lot of power during the Peninsular War, but Spain was consuming more than that, and the mainland would be enough to panic the leaders of Wellesley’s Corps.

“And all of this is just a smokescreen for the decisive battle.”

Having more troops than the enemy meant that there were more cards available. There was a map of the Iberian Peninsula in front of him. Napoleon took a figurine representing André Masséna’s Corps on the map.

“Guys, I know betlse that the strateghe table and the acfield are diffast basic mistakn only be officers and recruits, shade.”

The construction of the movements of the reserve forces of Wells on time had almost endangered troops. In adry battalions had been unable to pan the battle munitioas not supplied indiers hable to controaused by the rockets bing warehd barracks even though the river whem.

The onistakes were not pointed Emperor were thof the Guard, wed splendid performreed.

“If I hattle, I will say that the hell are thorps, which is sube the elite?”

Starting with Berthier Empire asked for apologies. The officers shamed of themselvere sank to a poicould not see thbut Berthier was ng his surpriwas because the Emperor of the officeoth as flowing watetably.

‘Surely the Emperor has.’

In the pave thrown things aers because he ol his anger. As Belowed the Emperor, ht honestly that be difficultn respm his subordway. This was because such behaised fear sity, not ref introspection.

Howhe Emperor pointgood and what was wlso told the officetude and mindset thave in order his from happening in the future. He became not a scolding man.

‘The Imperial Aure. His Majesty is showing.’

For a moment the officers had depressed, but now they had such stupid mistakes. Berthier nodded as he loohanged expresshim, the Empeg to look like a truleader, as herue obedience.

Napoleon was thus constantly perfecting himself through self-discipline.

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An explanation would need to ng so many of the kinged strategic m, the Congrekets, in a single battellesley was alorried about the would havo the people oster and 10 Street (Britise Minister’s residence).

Unfortunen have time to worry.

There arps nine miles Judging by their fupposed to be Wellesley’s Corps, which retreated to a supply station built in came as a shock.

“Ah, dam supposed to be hrid!?”

The officers muttered a lot, but Arthur Wellesley could not hear them. Chills were running down his spine.

In Wellesley’s heops were surroundeoyed by Napol’s Corps. Their lives g to a threadas Napolewho led all that and malicious, like an angel.

Arthur Wellesley he goose bump over his body, the could have be this deception.

“…The Mar to use the Congs was the besnt ever.”

At Major’s words, Wellesley nodded. Indeed, it was the kingdom and him.

As Napoleon recalled how the Allied forces changed in real time and skillfully responded to the French offensive under Arthur Wellesley’s rational command, he remembered one person. Alexander Suvorov, the legendary Russian Marshal who was almost the only one in the world against army remained unwavering. No one thought that the backs of the French soldiers going back the way they had march were that of losers.

“Just in case, pay their mobility, but we can never be careful.”

Encountering the Corps here was worried. Officers quickly regained their situation was not so bad.

Not a few soldiers were maintain the unit’s combat ability was well known to a threat when he had enough units he was leading was only half.

Of course, there was a problem because they would be the rapid pace.

‘Claws are jaws. With my operation failing, we can’t be better for you.’

Arthur murmured so, recalling her troops marching toward his corps.