Solovyov in Tsarist Russia 1796

Chapter 291 058 Go to Tongshan Manor

Major General Zubov did not interfere with the arrangement of military training. Even his military rank was only major general. He was even more unknown. Compared with the Zubov family in Petersburg, it might be that the surname was closer.

Soloviev actually managed the Selenge Regiment. In fact, it was not for anything else. Although the old Selenge Regiment and the current Selenge Regiment had no inheritance, the composition of the troops was still highly consistent. The source of the soldiers was still the soldiers along the road of the Siberian settlement.

Then, Soloviev felt that the world was still very wonderful. There were more brothers of the contractor in his regiment, including Tuvans, Buryats, Tatars, and mixed races.

But their Russian accents were also weird. There was nothing we could do about it. It was limited by the conditions.

"Master, you are so young, but you are sitting in such a position. You should know that we have all traveled thousands of miles from our hometown to come here."

"At least you can speak Russian, but what do you believe in?"

"We still believe in Changshengtian, but there is no problem worshipping Christ with you."

Well, this is no longer the original Tengri belief. Russia is the state religion of the Eastern Orthodox Church. It has not learned the Jesuit way of adapting to local customs, but it still respects local customs relatively. It is not like the Roman Catholic Church. Don't think that the emperor of China, the king of Korea, and the generals of the shogunate will not accept their tricks. It is not the small court of the Southern Ming Dynasty that can control them by writing a letter for help to beg for "heavenly soldiers".

Soloviev did not interfere with their beliefs. If they could be equipped with a shaman and monks to accompany the army, it would not be impossible. After all, there are really Kalmyks in the Russian army, and those who returned to the east are Torghut.

But he also thought of a problem, that is, how good are these soldiers' shooting skills.

"What do you do in your hometown?"

"Master, we are all hunters."

"Ah, that's no wonder."

Soloviev was planning to put them into the hunting company and use them as skirmishers, which was obviously correct.

But he was not sure if he would really use them, and they all needed training.

But before winter, there was no shooting training, and no bullets were issued, and he had no choice.

You have to know that based on the strength of a regiment, the money spent is often not affordable for the regiment leader, and they have to make money from it. This is actually a daily routine in Europe, especially in Prussia. This is common in the old Prussian regiments. Even the "problem" that Tsar Paul found for Suvorov at that time included about 100,000 rubles of unclear military expenditure accounts. Even the Grand Marshal himself did not have this problem, which was a common phenomenon in the Russian army.

He wanted to raise his own troops, but this would be very expensive, and he would be transferred in the future, and the money problem was unclear, which was not acceptable.

This is not like the Guards, where the army in front of the Tsar had a sufficient budget.

Therefore, he could only train the charioteers more, but he was still waiting for the order from Petersburg.

If the standard of shooting training can be improved every year, the combat effectiveness of this army can be raised to a higher level.

Of course, in the battle between line infantry, it is inevitable that there will be funny scenes of two sides firing guns at the sky.

Therefore, he also thought about making adjustments to make the soldiers' shooting more accurate.

At this time, he also thought about asking General Apraksin for instructions in the name of testing, but the governor was not in the city recently.

This piece can only be put aside for the time being. I told Andrei before that I would visit his father, the old duke with a weird temper, at the estate in Tongshan.

Maybe I can hear some interesting things from him, so he decided to set off.

"Stachenko, what are you selling recently?"

"Captain, I just bought some pickled meat from the countryside. This stuff is durable. If we sell it to other regiments as frozen fish, maybe we can make a profit."

This guy learned quickly and directly learned the "frozen fish" that he used when he was insulting others.

"So, Quartermaster Stachenko, what price are you going to sell the 'frozen fish' to the quartermasters of other regiments?"

"It's just a few dollars more per barrel. Of course, I will only take a small commission, and the rest of the fees will be handed over to the regiment, and I can't hide it from you."

"It's good to know what you are doing. Can you buy some good things for the brothers with the money in your regiment's account? They still have to eat openly during the holidays."

"But Carnival is still too far away, and winter is coming soon. I don't know what you think."

"Ah, let's talk about it later. I'm going to Tongshan's manor to visit Marshal Bolkonsky who is unemployed at home. Several battalion commanders are not at home these days. You have to take care of these people in the regiment. If they don't listen to you, you know what to do?"

"Yes, Lieutenant Colonel, let them all stand on the playground, like a frozen fish stuck to the ground."

"Ah, Stachenko."

Speaking of the quartermaster, this look is indeed quite funny.

"When the first battalion commander Petrov comes back, your mission will be lifted. Just hold on for a few days."

But judging from his condition, he really couldn't hold on for too long.

But going to Andre's house was already on the agenda.

His Orlov trot remained in Petersburg and was not brought to Smolensk.

But there were still some good horses in the regiment. He picked one out and rode to Tongshan.

The distance was not too far. He set out in the morning on horseback and arrived quickly.

When we arrived at Tongshan's manor, the gates were closed, but the scenery in the garden was indeed very beautiful.

In autumn, the ground should be full of fallen leaves.

When we got here, we didn't need to wait too long. Andre was walking and chatting with the old Duke in the woods.

By the way, the old Duke was really particular, and four musicians were arranged to play a quartet in the courtyard.

"Look there, Mikhail really came here on horseback."

"He used to be at Suvorov's place, and he led the jaegers and the band to play gongs and drums. Among your friends, this playful child is the most troublesome."

"Father, you still want to see him by name."

"Yes, I want to see what skills he has. When Kutuzov passed by me, he was full of praise for him. Besides, when you are in the army, you have to make your own choice about where to go. Kutuzov Zoff asked you to be an adjutant"

The old Duke thought that the job of adjutant was not very good and he should change his position.

He asked his servant to open the door of the manor, and Solovyov came in leading the horse. Although he had met the old prince a long time ago, he was not familiar with him, and he could not be like Suvorov's side. Sometimes it's more casual.

The "King of Prussia" said this as he watched the young lieutenant colonel lead the horse in.

"Child, are you the Solovyov whom Andrei mentioned? I have some impression of your father. He was a retired major who was lame. He was an adjutant in Crimea. I I never expected that he would raise a son who was too brave."

"Nikolai Andreevich, you were indeed very famous when you fought against the Turks in Crimea."

"We were in Remnik at that time. The unlucky Kutuzov was shot twice in the same spot in his eye. It was just one eye, but he could see people very accurately. He said that your father could not change it. The nature of a smuggler is that he is a shrewd quartermaster. But you are different, you look very energetic, and you have made military exploits in Italy? "

"Yes, Your Majesty Marshal."

The old prince always spoke a bit eccentrically, but his attitude was not necessarily because he was dissatisfied with Solovyov.

"Ah, your family background is not bad. People say that your grandfather managed money for Menshikov. But that's nothing. Your family's starting point is much higher than that of a cake seller, and you are a 'noble' person. , there are inevitably some idiots.”

As for who he was talking about, Solovyov didn't know either.

But there were a lot of such fools in Petersburg, and he did not continue to talk.

Andrei is now a colonel. He has been promoted in the army very quickly, and he was already on the roster of the Guards at a very young age. This speed in this life is compared with that of the three sons of old Prince Peter. , not even fast.

However, there is no telling how far you can go after becoming a colonel.

In fact, he was a little envious of Solovyov, who was born in a small or medium-sized noble family. Although there was a lot of luck at the beginning, when he went on an expedition to Italy, this could no longer be explained by luck.

"Your chasseur tactics are not bad, young man, but they need to be equipped with appropriate weapons. And infantry tactics are not that simple. Now that you are a regiment commander, if one day you are asked to command a column, a temporary unit, Covering the retreat of the main force in the rearguard battle is the most challenging thing. Bagration did a very good job. He performed very well in Italy and Switzerland. You haven't experienced this kind of battle yet, have you?"

"When we retreated from the Swiss valley to Austria, I did not participate in the rearguard operations. I was always in the column of the Guards."

"In the future, we may have to go through this kind of test. The enemy's infantry may move very fast, especially the French."

The field marshal left the front line very early. Not everyone can offend Prince Potemkin and then offend Tsar Paul. However, the former allowed him to serve on the front line, while the latter directly let him return to his own country. manor.

"Are you also worried that we and the French will fight?"

"According to the current situation, it is very likely that we will have to fight. Since the news has spread to Smolensk, I think the emperor in Petersburg should also know it very well."

"Your Majesty is very clear. But it also depends on the timing. When I was a military attache in Paris, Napoleon was still training his army in Boulogne."

"This Corsican is a good soldier. He is full of energy and can do anything, but he will not defeat us in the end."

Maybe this is a kind of self-confidence of the old marshal. In the past few decades, the setbacks encountered by the Russian army were often related to pig teammates, especially Austria and the Tsar sitting at home.

Yes, if you are not talking about anyone else, you are talking about Peter III.

"But this opponent is not that easy to deal with. I followed Count Morkov, our ambassador in France, and met him at the Tuileries Palace. He is indeed an amazing person. As long as he does not do anything beyond the current capabilities of human beings, The scale thing is not that easy to defeat.”

"I can hear the tone of your words. Although you are determined and have not become a spiritual captive of Napoleon like those who blindly approach France, you don't quite believe that we can defeat him."

The reason is that although Napoleon is very strong, contemporary people cannot see his upper limit.

But Solovyov is not like that. He knows what the ending is. He just messed up the script. That person seems to be chosen by fate. His upper limit is limited by this era.

"But this person is really energetic, and we don't know what he can do."

"As long as you still hold the sword in your hand, child, you can't give up fighting your opponent."

In fact, the old duke is more or less idle at home, which makes him really stubborn sometimes.

"Yes, Marshal."

"Andre, I think your friend, at least he is very honest, and treats friends and seniors like this." But Andre said nothing, he was just listening to his father.

He was still leaning on his cane and walking slowly in front.

"Also, Lieutenant Colonel, do you like math?"

"Although I'm not an artilleryman, I think math is still very useful."

"What we're going to talk about at the dinner table."

Speaking of the old duke's life, it has always been unshakable. He looked at his pocket watch and it was time to give Maria a math lesson.

By the way, it also includes communication inspections, and a few letters will be left out.

"Andrei, I remember you said that your family has always been like this."

Looking at the duke's back as he walked away, Solovyov sighed again.

"Yes, but my father is more tolerant of Lisa."

"Maybe it's because she's new here. If she's been here for a long time, she'll probably be included in the plan."

"You've only passed the first level now."

"I know Andrei, your father is too serious, and Alexander Vasilyevich is too lively."

"But they had a deep relationship in the past, including with Count Kutuzov."

When I arrived at the reception room, I could also feel the rules here, as well as the family tree drawn on the wall, which stated the origin of the Bolkonsky family. This way, the history can be traced back to before Ivan the Terrible.

"Andrei, I am somewhat interested in your family history."

"Is this your hobby?"

"Besides writing, there are many things to do. I also find it strange that many people in the British royal family have the same face shape. This should be a kind of inheritance."

"That is the realm of science. Father should like it."

Andrei said so, but Solovyov thought that the old duke who was very particular might be able to play with peas. After all, he was still a scientist.