Solovyov in Tsarist Russia 1796

Chapter 327 029 The Guards finally set out

As for now, although it is night, Bai Ye is here, and the drinks that the princess wants to serve are not tea and coffee, but kvass.

"This is better, the taste is not bad."

"This is home-brewed, and the taste must be different from the outside."

"It's just this taste"

It's a bit too fragrant, Solovyov didn't expect there is such a use.

"Why, the taste is not right?"

"It's okay, it's just the taste of Ivan tea leaves and kvass mixed together."

For Adela, she is a French girl, but she didn't taste this weird combination like her dear brother, but she drank it endlessly.

There is no reserve and obedience that a maid should have, but the princess is still very lenient towards guests, and Solovyov is somewhat indulgent to Adela.

"It seems that Adela likes this taste very much."

"She is French and won't feel this weirdness."

Speaking of which, among the people sitting at the table, only Soloviev is Russian.

Prince Yusupov's family is a famous Tatar noble family. Whether it is the princess or her uncle Prince Potemkin, their origins cannot be said to be untraceable, but they are also mixed.

On the contrary, Soloviev's habits, after the general improvement of taking over the body, are just "Russians who love oriental culture", and there is no way to make it too eye-catching.

In St. Petersburg, although the buildings are Russian, this piece of land has been repeatedly contested, and it is difficult to verify who it originally belonged to, but the people living here do come from many places in Eurasia.

This feeling of stitching is also different from other places in Europe.

"But she likes it here very much, and when she opens her mouth, no one knows that she is from Paris."

"Yes, sometimes she speaks some country dialect, and I taught her."

"Do you have this hobby?"

The princess's friendliness to Solovyov is not only a neighbor, but also a friend in the social circle. Her niece has a good relationship with Solovyov.

"Yes, but learning"

He wanted to say learning foreign languages, but he didn't say it.

Besides, he felt sleepy now.

"Madam, thank you very much for your hospitality. Adela and I have to go back."

"Yes, it's just a few steps away. We are almost home after stepping out of my door. I hope you can visit here often when we are here."

"Adela is at home, but I will be in the Guards in the next few days to participate in this war with the French."

"Well, good luck to you, Misha."

Soloviev kissed the lady's hand and left, but hugged her children.

Well, Ekaterina in this family is just like little Katya in Dresden, she is quite well-behaved, at least she won’t cause trouble like her two ridiculous cousins.

One of them finally chose to divorce Count von Palen, and the origin of the daughter she gave birth to is still unclear.

As for the younger one, Soloviev knew that when she was in Petersburg, she would not mess around under the eyes of her girlfriends, but she went to Vienna for recuperation.

I always feel that I will be targeted by a pervert who likes women's clothing and lives in Vienna. After all, it is difficult to find a young lady with a baby face and big breasts.

That Metternich, not only used his friends to raise poisons and cultivate pro-Austrian Russian diplomats, but also extended his claws to his senior brother's wife, who is still his friend, Soloviev thought.

If he knew that Suvorov's ex-fiancée, the wealthy duchess, had been slept with by Metternich, and could continue to have children thanks to the "new medical skills" popular in the German-speaking area at that time, and was now waiting for delivery in a country estate, what would he think?

Anyway, the butterfly effect he brought always appears in unexpected places.

In addition, Archduke Karl had a son as his first child, but Austrians named their children in a stereotyped way, so he naturally named his son Albrecht Friedrich Rudolf.

Because his son was born, he was liberated, so that the Austrian army in Italy would not be left without a commander.

Now the anti-French alliance can finally deploy in advance, and another large-scale war around France is about to begin.

Solovyov also has to prepare his military uniform at home. This time he will have to go far away for a long time.

"Brother, you must come back safely this time."

Adela kept complaining when she helped him pack his luggage.

"But on the battlefield, it's hundreds of thousands of people fighting for their lives. Adela, I can only promise that I will pay attention to my own safety, but bullets and shells don't have eyes."

Seeing her worried face, Solovyov had to change his words again.

"But there are so many people on the battlefield. Unless they want to fight with knives, who would deliberately aim at you and shoot? Of course, I am an officer."

You can't say that. After all, the other party is a girl and it is difficult for her to understand war.

He swallowed the rest of the words. The light infantry on the opposite side really didn't have much vision and always aimed at the officers.

Of course, the soldiers under his command, who did the same job, often did this.

In addition to the drummers and musicians, flag bearers, officials, tall people, and those riding horses and running around were all their priority targets.

After almost all the preparations were done, Solovyov piled all the luggage on the carriage.

He did not bring servants from home, although as the head of the regiment, he already had this privilege. He only needed a serviceman in the regiment who was quick-eyed and quick-handed.

"Adela, take good care of the house. After fighting the French, I should be back soon."

"Brother." Adela took out a snuff bottle and put it in Solovyov's chest pocket.

"Why do you give me this? If I sniff, I will sneeze. You don't let me use this thing at home."

"But if you go out, you are not at home. I know you sometimes take a little snuff."

"Ah, it's a bad habit I picked up when I went to Sweden."

Solovyov smiled helplessly, which was really a bit funny.

However, he was not addicted to it. He used it to stimulate himself when he was taking a nap.

But the snuff bottle was somewhat problematic.

Frederick the Great was shot in the chest once, and it was the snuff bottle that saved his life.

This thing can be placed in the chest pocket, and it may be used as a "resurrection armor".

The Russian soldiers were even more fearless, as if the Patriarch could cast a spell to revive them in the rear.

The biggest worry for going to the front line to fight was the Tsar himself.

Now the monarch of an empire has never been on the battlefield, and he wants to do something that is obviously not his business. He is more or less a rooster laying eggs.

When the Guards and the garrisons that were about to set off near St. Petersburg set out, there was a more or less fanatical atmosphere on the streets of St. Petersburg.

After Peter the Great, no Tsar has ever gone to war in person, and this time the posture is also very big, the Tsar himself and Grand Duke Constantine will go out.

Before they acted, Kutuzov's army had already set out and entered the Habsburg territory, and was heading westward.

The war was about to come at this time, but the army was still deployed in advance.

Many women in the palace were now wearing gorgeous clothes, bidding farewell to the Tsar and a group of noble sons and the guards led by them.

Soloviev was the head of the Guards Chasseur Regiment, and he had to walk at the front of the team during the review.

However, when the Russian army marched in this kind of parade with military music, the song Soloviev made for the Chasseurs was somewhat outrageous.

After all, he copied the French composition, which was used by a group of people who had to come out to rob because they couldn't make a living.

It sounded a bit strange, Soloviev thought, damn, this time it became a "gun-drawing team".

Of course, Langgeron went to war with Kutuzov. The governor's district where he served as an inspector was on the border, and he would not complain here that the Russians made a "French ditty" when they marched.

As for the parade, the officers walked in the front. It was no problem for young officers like him to march like this, but some older officers had old arms and legs.

No wonder some older officers often said that Solovyov, this kid, deliberately made things difficult for us in front of the emperor, and the rules of the review were so complicated.

But Sergei Kuzmich, the minister who stayed in St. Petersburg, had to take the place of the Tsar every time he reviewed, and his hands were sore, and he was still riding a bumpy horse, but he didn't say anything.

In such a strange atmosphere, the Russian Guards finally left St. Petersburg and prepared to march to the border.

In the initial stage of the war, they might not be able to catch up, after all, there were still tens of thousands of Kutuzov's troops in front, and they had to walk in front to meet up with the Austrians.

And Alexander now looked very confident and proud.

In public, he hugged and kissed Louisa and said goodbye. Before that, his wife and lovers, along with his lovely daughters, had a lively time in the palace.

Now, he was going to the battlefield. He even thought that the total strength of the coalition forces was obviously superior to his, and there was still a great chance of winning this war.

At this time, it was somewhat difficult for him to listen to some different opinions.

As for the Tsar's own headquarters, there were also many generals.

It was just that Bagration went to Kutuzov. During the march, Solovyov, as the head of the regiment, actually had to do a lot of work as the chief general.

Therefore, he did not ride a horse or walk with the soldiers as usual, but sat in a carriage.

He also had to read documents. Although it seemed that he could rest here, he still couldn't rest.

There were many administrative documents, orders and regulations that had to be passed on.

Speaking of which, the job of the chief general was indeed very troublesome for some Russian generals. They preferred to let the military secretary handle most of the matters.

Solovyov knew about Alexander's orders. He had never been on the battlefield, but he was full of confidence now. This was not a good idea.

But there was no other way. He was the Tsar.

But Solovyov was also worried. According to legend, the Tsar would die if he lost the battle. However, the Tsars who were defeated in a coup were usually young monarchs, or they were rebelled by their close ministers. He had never seen such a Tsar in the legend.

That is to say, a lot of content is an information cocoon built by some people through the barriers between different languages, and then some people take this kind of information that is not even a second-hand dealer and talk nonsense in the public opinion field.

Even the Napoleon rumored in Petersburg now is "wise and brave".

But as Josephine's cheap nephew, Napoleon is also his uncle. Those who may have seen him in person will know that this short and strong man from Corsica has personal charm, but it is far from what these people boast.

He is a person who is sometimes narrow-minded and sometimes magnanimous.

This time going to Europe to fight, it is considered to be a real fight with the complete French.

Speaking of it, it is still quite exciting.

When Solovyov thought of this, he found that what he encountered might be the most troublesome copy among the traversers.

After all, others are in a favorable situation to steal credit as an atmosphere group, or create a situation that looks critical, but the opponent loses his position and they can kill with the protagonist's halo.

When it comes to him, the opponent is the biggest BOSS in this copy, and he will not make mistakes easily.

He thought that if he was lucky enough to meet Napoleon's army in the Four Fleets and the Guards, he would have to live like this for a few more years.

The Russian army kept failing and finally failed at home. At this stage, if he didn't die or get seriously injured, he still had a great chance to become a general.

After all, many officers of the same level as him have now been seen in the reorganization of the army. Their abilities are not necessarily better than his. Even among the colonels, he is still a relatively outstanding one and has a chance to become a general.

However, he may not have the opportunity to gain infinite confidence like his uncle after seizing the bridge, and he does not intend to raise his fans' behavior to idols.

And it is not okay to believe in your own strength too much. It is not that you can get benefits by kneeling on the floor. That kind of coward is really bad.

In addition, a person may not have the aura of a protagonist. After all, if the shells really come, they will not have eyes.

The Guards' marching column, the leading cavalry unit has already headed for the road to Minsk, while the troops at the end of the team, after receiving the order, are still in the Gatchina area.

After several years of peace, the Russian army is once again going to the battlefield on the European continent, but what kind of situation is waiting for them, and there is no chance to mechanically command with a script.

Perhaps, in such a huge team, one can realize the insignificance of a person.