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Chapter 515: Chaotic Landing and Food Crisis

Having tasted the sweetness, Brigadier General McMahon Wei dealt with the first wave of bandits and immediately started to clean up the second wave of bandits. The bandit camps were wiped out by the Zhuav soldiers as easily as a hot knife cutting butter. The bandits in the camp were killed by Ivanko.

At the strong request of her husband, they were all shot to death.

The corpses of the bandits were also bought by Ivankov at a price of ten francs each and transported to the small town of Yevpatoria on a cart.

The wealthy businessmen of the small town of Yevpatoria, who originally feared and loathed the French Empire, immediately expressed their gratitude to McMahon after seeing the carts of corpses on the carts.

To these merchants, who were engaged in the flour and wine trade, there was nothing more abominable than the Tatar bandits.

In order to express his gratitude to Brigadier General McMahon and others, Kasinacheyev organized wealthy businessmen in the town to present honey, fruit wine, wine, and flour as gifts to the Zhuav regiment stationed outside the town.

After five days of sweeping, McMahon wiped out all the Tatar bandits within a ten-kilometer radius centered on the town of Yevpatoria.

The profits gained from the suppression of bandits reached millions of francs, including gold watches, gold jewelry, exquisite furniture, flour, etc.

Brigadier General McMahon, who had made a lot of money, brought all the jewelry and furniture to the small town of Yevpatoria for sale, and then converted all the money from the sales into necessities such as bread and fruit wine.

Under McMahon's operation, the resistance to the French Imperial Army in the small town of Yevpatoria basically disappeared, and the residents of the town all gained a certain amount of profit from the operation to eliminate the bandits.

As for the one million francs used to redeem the town, it was naturally turned into supplies by Brigadier General McMahon.

In order to store these supplies, Brigadier General McMahon also specially built a warehouse in the town of Yevpatoria. The villagers enthusiastically enriched the warehouse of the French Imperial Army.

After the warehouse was built, each villager received a 5-franc bank note with Napoleon's face on it.

With bank notes redeemable in equal amounts to France, a primary exchange system separate from the Russian Empire was being established on the Crimean Peninsula.

In the next few days, one supply ship after another docked at the port of Yevpatoria, and they brought one thing after another that they had never seen before.

The originally ignorant town's horizons had been broadened a lot by the arrival of the French Empire. The lively Mayor Kasinacheyev immediately saw the business opportunities. He hurried to McMahon's headquarters and carefully tested Brigadier General McMahon.

Where do the things on these supply ships come from?

"Of course from the French Empire!" Brigadier General McMahon responded indifferently, and then added: "Of course, the current processing center is in Rhode Island!"

Since Rhode Island was designated as a transshipment center and processing center by Jérôme Bonaparte, machines from France have been continuously shipped to Rhode Island.

Bread factories, canneries, weapons repair factories, artillery production lines, etc. were established in Rhode Island, and the materials needed for these factories were obtained from the Ottoman Empire, which greatly saved the transportation of French supply ships to the Crimean Peninsula through the mainland.

The cost of supplies would also help strengthen the French Empire's control over the Rhode Island region.

"Your Majesty, Brigadier General, could you please discuss something with you?" Mayor Kasinacheyev said to Brigadier General McMahon respectfully.

"What are we discussing?" McMahon asked, glancing at Kashinacheyev.

Brigadier General Kasinacheyev made his own request. He hoped that when the next supply fleet arrives, it can bring some bread processing machines. He will buy them at a profit of 20% higher than the market price.

"Processed bread?" Brigadier General McMahon looked Kasinacheyev up and down and said with a smile: "You old guy, you are quite a thief!"

"No way! Even in this position, I have to do something!" Kasinacheyev responded to Brigadier General McMahon with a smile.

"The price of a set of machines is quite high. Are you sure you want it?" Brigadier General McMahon asked again.

"Of course!" Kasinacheyev responded decisively to Brigadier General McMahon.

"Okay! If you are willing, then I will grant it to you! However, the price of a set of machines is higher than the market price!" McMahon held out three fingers, and the meaning was self-evident.

The 30% higher price than the market price really made Kashinacheyev feel a pang of pain. When he thought that he could make up the difference by providing bread to the French Empire, Kashinacheyev gritted his teeth and told Brigadier General McMahon

nodded.

"Okay! I'll let them know!" Brigadier General McMahon nodded and responded to Mayor Kasinacheyev.

The supply ship arrived at the town of Yevpatoria as usual the next day, and McMahon truthfully told them what Kasinacheev's needs were.

The captain of the supply ship readily agreed to McMahon: "This is no problem! Just ask them to prepare 200,000 francs!"

"I'll tell them!" Commodore McMahon nodded to the captain of the supply ship, and then asked him about the landing of the coalition forces in Katami Bay.

Why, after more than a week of acquisition, the landing of coalition forces has not been completed yet!

"Hey!" The captain of the supply ship sighed and complained to Commodore McMahon: "You don't know how chaotic the situation is over there!"

"Impossible!" Brigadier General McMahon asked in surprise: "I remember that our army has practiced many times! How could there be chaos?"

"It's not us!" The captain of the supply ship paused and said with a wry smile: "It's our so-called allies!"

"What happened to them?" Brigadier General McMahon asked doubtfully.

The captain of the supply ship spoke eloquently: "According to the original plan, 60,000 troops from the French Empire should be the first to land. After we all log in, the Kingdom of Britain, the Kingdom of Sardinia, and the Ottoman Empire will

Log in again.

However, on the eve of the landing, Commander Raglan suddenly changed his mind and insisted on letting the British army be the first force to land. Commander Raglan also said that this was what Prime Minister Palmerston asked him to do.

For the sake of unity, Marshal Saint-Arnault could only agree to let the British Kingdom be the first force to land, and gave the British Kingdom sufficient time for them to land.

However, Marshal Saint-Arnaud still underestimated the speed of the British Kingdom's landing.

The Kingdom of Britain, which originally only took one day to land, took a week to land.

After the British landing was completed, the Kingdom of Sardinia and the Ottoman Empire also requested Marshal St. Arnaud to allow them to land in advance.

Marshal St. Arnaud also agreed to their opinions. The Kingdom of Sardinia and the Ottoman Empire are still landing, and it is expected that it will take another two to three days to land them all.

If you ask me, it would be better for us to fight this war ourselves. None of these allies are reliable!"

When McMahon heard the supply ship captain complaining, he just smiled slightly. Of course he knew that these teammates of the French Empire were far inferior to France, but the French Empire really couldn't live without their help.

Once the French Empire lacks them, then it will probably be France vs. Prussia, Austria, and Russia. The Russian Empire will be isolated by the entire Europe like now.

A few days after the supply ship left, an ironclad ship flying the flag of the French Empire appeared in the waters near the town of Yevpatoria.

Brigadier General McMahon hurried to the dock to greet the guests on the ironclad ship. After the ironclad ship docked at the port, Major General Canrobert, commander of the First Division, and his adjutant, Captain Jerome Patterson, disembarked from the ironclad ship.

"Major General!" Brigadier General McMahon hurriedly saluted Major General Canrobel respectfully.

After Major General Conrobel carefully looked at the surrounding environment, he nodded with satisfaction and said to Brigadier General McMahon: "You did a good job!"

"You are exaggerating!" Brigadier General McMahon responded humbly.

Subsequently, at the invitation of Brigadier General McMahon, Major General Canrobert and his adjutant, Captain Jerome Patterson, entered the camp for a feast.

After the meal, Major General Canrobert made a serious request to Brigadier General McMahon. He came here to seek assistance from Marshal St. Arnaud on his orders.

"Did something happen to our allies again?" Brigadier General McMahon responded to Major General Conrobel.

"Hey!" Major General Conrobel sighed and told Brigadier General McMahon.

It turned out that the food rations of the three Yingsa families had been exhausted during the landing, and their supply ships could not provide them with enough food, even though they had tried their best to plunder the surrounding farms, and the supplies they obtained were the same as theirs.

A huge army is like a drop in the bucket in comparison.

Therefore, the troops of the three Yings, Tu, and Tu families turned to Marshal Saint-Arnaud for help. Marshal Saint-Arnault had no choice but to agree to the request of the three Yings, Tu, and Tu families.

However, they need to buy food from France.

"Can you spare some from here and provide it over there?" Conrobel asked Brigadier General McMahon.

"I have to ask the mayor about this!" Brigadier General McMahon called Mayor Kasinacheyev over and asked if they had enough bread.

"How many people are there?" Kasinacheyev asked Brigadier General McMahon.

"About 30,000 people are needed!" Brigadier General Canrobert replied to Kasinacheyev.

"I'm afraid our small town can't supply it!" Kasinacheyev responded, and then added: "If your army is willing to spend a little money, I can help your army find a way!"

"Road? What road?"

"Odessa!"


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