He knew nothing about military knowledge and was called over by the French Emperor with a confused look on his face. Then he accepted the French Emperor's reprimand with a confused look on his face.
What makes people feel even more helpless is that even Jérôme Bonaparte has explained to him in great detail why Garibaldi cannot be a landing site, but he himself is like a military insulator and does not understand the heat at all.
Some special military words spoken by Rom Bonaparte.
However, the only thing Lord Cowley understood was that the French Emperor objected to Britain using Gallipoli as an outpost.
"Lord Cowley, do you understand?" Jérôme Bonaparte, whose lips were slightly dry, pursed his lips and asked.
"Your Majesty, do you mean to say that Gallipoli is not a suitable place for the army to be stationed! We need to find a suitable place for the army to be stationed!" Lord Cowley responded to Jérôme Bonaparte.
One sentence.
"You can understand it that way!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded and said to Lord Cowley.
"Your Majesty, this issue is no longer within my competence!" Lord Cowley spread his hands and replied angrily: "For specific troop mobilization, we need to consult the cabinet, and then after consultation with Prime Minister Palmerston, we will make a decision to the Cabinet.
Commander Raglan has to give the order!"
When Jérôme Bonaparte heard Lord Cowley's complete military mobilization process, he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.
The bureaucracy of the British Kingdom is really incapable of getting things done, and it never knows how to streamline its troops and streamline its administration.
Only after this group of Britons suffered some losses in Gallipoli, this desolate and narrow strip of land, will they understand the benefits of the Varna area.
However, nothing is absolute. Historically, the reason why Gallipoli faced logistical difficulties was not only due to the terrain of Gallipoli itself, but also to the issue of military strength.
In the otl world line, Britain and France only declared war on the Russian Empire in March of this year. In April of the same year, Britain and France had nearly 34,000 people (British 20,000, France 14,000. However, France
The 14,000 people were all elite soldiers from the Algerian region. Their combat effectiveness completely overwhelmed the 20,000 British native troops. The coalition troops landed on Gallipoli with blurred vision and no preparation.
At that time, let alone the ships responsible for providing supplies, the British and French allied forces had to piece together even the troop transport ships.
What's more, the entire army not only has 34,000 combat personnel, horses, artillery, but also military personnel who move with the army (the British military wife system is criticized here), which also occupy a large number of transport ships.
If near a densely populated town, military personnel can exchange materials with residents of nearby towns and thus become a boost to the entire army. However, on the inaccessible Gallipoli Peninsula, it is obvious to want to carry out such exchanges.
It's not an impossible thing.
The military accompanying system that was supposed to be a boost became a nightmare for the British and French armies.
And now that there is no French army, Britain's logistics in Gallipoli may be much better. At least they won't leave in despair like OTL did in the world line.
[ps: In fact, Jérôme Bonaparte overestimated the level of the British Kingdom. One day after the Walewski telegram was sent, the Gallipoli Peninsula also ushered in a new round of snowfall.
The British army on the Gallipoli Peninsula is suffering from frost due to insufficient logistical supplies.]
However, Jerome Bonaparte believed that as long as Palmerston was a staunch anti-Russian politician, he would not let the army cower on the peninsula. The British army would definitely join forces with France in Varna
Start the battle, but you may have to wait a little longer.
"Lord Cowley, I can wait!" Jerome Bonaparte replied to Lord Cowley: "But I hope the Kingdom of Britain will not keep me waiting too long!"
"Your Majesty, please rest assured! I will definitely inform London of your thoughts as soon as possible! Please believe that the Kingdom of Britain sincerely wants to stand together with the French Empire to jointly safeguard European peace!" Lord Cowley said once again.
Lord Cowley thus left the Tuileries Palace and delivered a message to Britain that afternoon.
One more thing to mention here is that since Britain and France have been in a state of hostility before they were formally established as a military alliance, France and Britain have never set up a telegraph line. This means that if the British ambassador wants to pass the message to London, he can only rely on
A courier or carrier pigeon can deliver the message to London.
Fortunately, the railway from Paris to Calais has been connected, and the courier only needs to take a train to Calais, and then take a cargo ship from Calais to London.
However, due to the heavy snowfall in Paris, the railway lines around Paris are in a semi-paralyzed state. If you want to go to Calais, you can only go to a nearby province and take a train?
Valley lie
So the British messenger who was used to delivering messages by train had to relive the days of delivering messages on horseback. The brown stagecoach walked north through the thick snow that did not reach the thighs, and finally arrived at about 8 o'clock that night.
A small town at the junction of the Seine department and neighboring provinces.
The courier who entered the town to rest for a night continued on horseback the next morning and finally arrived at Rouen, Normandy Province at noon, where he transferred to a train and arrived at the port of Calais. He then transferred to a cargo ship and arrived at the port of Calais at 9 a.m. on the third day.
Arrived in London.
The courier who disembarked from the London port dock rushed to deliver the letter to the permanent secretary of the British Foreign Office. After learning that it was a letter from France, the permanent secretary immediately opened the door of the Foreign Secretary Clarendon's room.
At this time, the Earl of Clarendon was looking at the crumpled piece of paper held between his thumb and forefinger with a frown. Judging from the expression of the Earl of Clarendon, the content recorded on the small piece of paper was definitely nothing.
Good thing.
The arrival of the permanent secretary made the sad-looking Earl of Clarendon raise his head again, and he pondered: "Is something wrong?"
"Your Excellency, this is a letter from the French Embassy!" the Permanent Secretary strode up to the Earl of Clarendon and handed Lord Cowley's letter to Lord Clarendon, and responded clearly.
"A letter from Ambassador Cowley?" Lord Clarendon muttered quietly.
Immediately, he put down the note in his hand and opened the envelope to read the contents.
After Lord Clarendon read through all the contents of the letter, Lord Clarendon showed a wry smile and said to himself: "This should be just a coincidence!"
Later, Lord Clarendon took Lord Cowley's letter and the note. The place he was going to was No. 10 Downing Street.
Lord Clarendon, who entered No. 10 Downing Street, was led by the Permanent Secretary to the door of Prime Minister Palmerston's office.
"Your Excellency, you cannot go in now!" The Prime Minister's Secretary standing at the door stopped Lord Clarendon, and then explained: "The Prime Minister is talking to Baron Raglan!"
"That's just right!" Lord Clarendon smiled and said to the Prime Minister's secretary: "Please come in and tell the Prime Minister that I have received a message from the Near East and need to talk to His Excellency the Prime Minister and Commander Raglan!"
"This..." The Prime Minister's Secretary glanced hesitantly at the Chief Secretary-General standing next to Lord Clarendon, and entered after seeking the Chief Secretary-General's support.
In the Prime Minister's Office, the current British Prime Minister, Lord Palmerston, was talking with a smile to Baron Raglan, the commander of the British Expeditionary Force, who was sitting opposite him.
"Commander Raglan, now that the British Expeditionary Force has arrived at Gallipoli, it's time for you to leave!"
"Your Excellency, I need to postpone it for two more days!" Raglan responded to Palmerston.
"Why?" Palmerston asked in confusion.
"Because the second batch of troops has not yet boarded the ship! The 20,000 troops are just a drop in the bucket for the war situation in the entire Near East!" Lord Raglan could say in response to Palmerston.
"Please don't worry about this! We still have the French Empire as an ally!" Prime Minister Palmerston responded.
"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, I do not think that the French Empire is our ally! Jérôme Bonaparte and his men are just a group of wolf cubs who have been fed unfamiliar food. As long as we relax our vigilance even a little bit, they will pounce on us without hesitation.
Us! The hatred between Britain and France has been going on for hundreds of years, and I can’t trust them with my back! I’m more willing to trust my soldiers than theirs!” Lord Raglan said bluntly to Pa
Prime Minister Maxton said.
Palmerston knew that for a general who had experienced the Napoleonic Wars, it would be difficult for them to lower their backs to their former enemies with confidence, not to mention that Baron Raglan's right hand was lost during the Battle of Waterloo. Raglan
Baron Lun and the Second Reich can be said to have a broken feud.
Thinking of this, Palmerston subconsciously glanced at Baron Raglan's hollow cuffs, and couldn't help but feel a trace of compassion in his heart. At the moment, he could only patiently persuade Lord Raglan to put the overall situation first.
Baron Raglan, who heard Palmerston's earnest attempts to dissuade him, could not bear to remain stubborn. He assured Palmerston that as soon as the second batch of troops came on board, he would immediately rush to the Near East to command the battle.
Just when the two were at a deadlock, the arrival of the chief secretary broke the deadlock.
"Your Excellency, the Prime Minister, the Foreign Secretary is waiting outside the office! He said he has something important to talk to you about!" The chief secretary paused, glanced at Baron Raglan and continued: "There is also Baron Raglan to communicate with!"