Seeing Alexander's expression of pain and anger, the marshal probably understood that his so-called "friend" must be a die-hard rebel.
And he must have died at the gunpoint of his own subordinates.
Although that guy is a "traitor", when people become winners, they are often magnanimous and even willing to deliberately show their magnanimity.
Now that everything has been settled, as a marshal and governor, why should I bother with a dead man anymore?
Therefore, the marshal did not pursue the matter further, but nodded calmly.
"Well, you can find him and bury him anywhere, but I suggest you hurry up. The weather doesn't wait for anyone now... and we can't keep them for you to check slowly.
"
Alexander was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what the marshal meant.
It is the end of August, which is also the hottest period of the year. The temperature is very high every day. Under these circumstances, a body will soon swell and rot, and eventually become unrecognizable.
Corrupting corpses not only bring stench, but also risk spreading diseases. Therefore, after taking control of Warsaw, the Russian soldiers will definitely gather the victims and then burn or bury them as soon as possible.
This is what the marshal meant by "time waits for no one".
When he thought of this, Alexander's heart suddenly began to throb.
A group of patriots who were willing to sacrifice their lives for the motherland under the most desperate circumstances will quietly turn into dust in this way, with no one mourning or commemorating them. Anthony still has to look for himself, but where are the others? They
I am afraid that they are not even this lucky. Their relatives may be dead, or they may have been separated, or they may not dare to come forward to claim the remains of their family members because they are afraid of the power of the Russian army.
They should not have suffered this fate, but a failed nation can only get such a result in the end.
After feeling dejected for a moment, Alexander hardened his heart again and stopped his emotion.
The fate of Poland was already beyond his control, and it was useless even if he was sad. All he could do now was to seize the time, find his friend's body as soon as possible, and fulfill his last wish.
As expected, the marshal kept his word. After the military parade, he directly asked the officer responsible for cleaning up the ruins and remains in Warsaw to take Alexander around to search them. When the Russian army collected the remains of the war dead, he was asked to identify them before burying them.
This is of course a nightmare experience. No one likes to go around looking at corpses. The sight of the dead people's flesh and blood, even swelling and smelly, made Alexander almost vomited several times. However, because of his promise to his friends, he still persisted
With.
Fortunately, because Warsaw's final resistance was not fierce, not many people died in the battle. After a whole day of searching and identification, he finally found Anthony's body.
When the two people saw each other for the last time, Anthony was already looking quite embarrassed, and at this time, Anthony looked even more miserable. His clothes were ragged, with several bullet holes on them, the wounds were bloody, and his face was covered in blood.
Slightly swollen, it was almost impossible to see the gentleness he once had. The most impressive thing was his facial expression, with his brows furrowed and his mouth slightly open, looking ferocious and even a little scary.
According to the information provided by the Russian army, Anthony and several insurrectionists persisted in resisting in a house. Even though they ran out of ammunition and food, they tried to charge with swords, and eventually they all died in battle.
Facing the heavily armed regular army and launching a charge with cold weapons, there is no other reason other than "seeking death".
He said that not everyone can choose to run away or live in exile. Even if the outcome is desperate, someone must dare to stand up and sacrifice their lives. Only in this way can people in the future be encouraged to continue to resist, and he is willing to be the one to stand up.
He really kept his promise.
Obviously he could have easily fled to France because of himself and lived a leisurely and comfortable life, but he chose to die without hesitation...
My friend, you are a big fool, but you are also a hero. I cannot be you, but I will always admire you.
After reciting the last eulogy silently in his heart, he reached out his hand, ignoring the blood and dirt on Anthony's face, and gently closed his eyes for him.
Then, in accordance with his request, the Russian soldiers placed Anthony's body on a pile of firewood and coal, and then used a fire to reduce the once vibrant and ideal young man to a pile of ashes.
Alexander solemnly put part of the ashes into a porcelain jar, and then put the porcelain jar in his luggage.
Now that his mission has been completed, everything in Poland has nothing to do with him for the time being. He will go to Petersburg first and then embark on his return home.
Home... He found that he had never missed Paris so much.
After experiencing so much hard work and mental torture, he was extremely eager to return to his safe and comfortable home, spend some time alone quietly, and heal his psychological wounds.
The young Alexander, relying on his special status, rose to prominence at a young age, became a French diplomat, and participated in major missions to the United Kingdom. Everyone, including himself, knew that he would achieve something great.
But at this moment, there are no promising diplomats here, only a depressed and depressed young man. He saw the scene of doomsday collapse and was forced to search for the remains of his friends among the corpses. He was really tired.
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As the Russian army marched into Warsaw with great force and re-established its rule over Poland, the most sensational drama in Europe in 1831 also came to an end.
For the Poles, this is another heartbreaking humiliation of national subjugation, but for people in other European countries, this tragedy is nothing more than a conversation piece at the dinner table. After a few days, it will be reflected in their lives again.
The indignation and uproar they once felt will soon subside as other busy chores distract their attention.
When Aigron learned of the fall of Warsaw, several days had passed since Alexander followed the arrogant Marshal Paskiewicz into Warsaw.
Although this was indeed bad news, it did not affect his mood.
There is no doubt that Poland's fall again is a tragedy, but for Aegron, it is just a tragedy thousands of miles away and has nothing to do with him.
Although he has been showing sympathy and solidarity with the Poles on the surface, in fact he only uses the Poles as a tool to gain public opinion. He has successfully achieved his goal, so what does the fate of the Poles have to do with him?
Woolen cloth?
Admittedly, he still hoped in his heart that the Poles could resist more bravely for a while and cause more harm to the Tsar's army and finances, but even if everything was over now, there would be nothing to regret.
Now that Poland's round has ended, it's time to start a new one.
He had already predicted the new round and had a plan, which was to forget the unpleasantness that happened because of Poland, restore normal diplomatic relations with Russia, and, if possible, temporarily reconcile with the Tsar (of course, the latter depends on
It depends on whether the Tsar wants it or not).
Now that the drama in Poland has come to an end, the "hot spots of public opinion" will soon shift, and his people will not care so much about his magnificent turn.
Prince Talleyrand had never had any sense of moral guilt, and he certainly would not have any.
However, before that, he had another important thing to do.
That evening, while he was dining with his wife Theresa, his captain of the guard, André Davout, hurried over and reported the good news to him.
"Is Miss Agnes finally going to give birth?" Before Agron could speak, Teresa stopped her meal and asked calmly.
It's not surprising that she could guess it. After all, it's now Agnes's due date, and people around her have made corresponding preparations. All they need to do is notify Agnes when she gives birth.
"Yes." Aigron nodded slightly.
Although he was thick-skinned, and although Teresa had already acquiesced to Agnes' presence by their side, he still felt a little embarrassed by the fact that he admitted in front of his wife that his lover was giving birth to an illegitimate child for him.
"In that case, you'd better go over there." Before Aigron could speak again, Teresa took the initiative to speak out again, "After all, the first time is very dangerous and painful. Although she is in good health, she still has you by her side.
If so, she will always feel more at ease."
Aigron's eyes suddenly lit up.
He originally had this intention and was about to say goodbye to Theresa temporarily. He was thinking about the words, but he didn't expect that Theresa was saved from this embarrassment before he spoke.
"Let me thank you on her behalf, Teresa." He threw the words he had conceived out of his mind, then stood up from his seat and solemnly thanked Theresa, "Then I...I'll go first, see you tomorrow.
"
"If there is any news over there, please inform me as soon as possible." Teresa said quietly, "If everything goes well and safely, I will give her and the children some gifts."
"OK, thanks!"
Agron dodged, not daring to look directly into Teresa's eyes. After speaking, he turned around and hurriedly left with his entourage, leaving behind the almost untouched meals on the table and Teresa sitting alone opposite.
Sha.
Theresa sat silently in her seat, seemingly indifferent to all this, and she just continued to eat slowly.
However, under her smooth appearance, her fists were clenched so tightly that she almost broke the fork. Due to excessive force, her originally white fingers became as pale as paper.
Of course she was not that generous, and of course she was unhappy - what wife would be happy that her mistress gave birth to her husband's son?
However, she knew that all this was done, and it would be meaningless for her to make a fuss. In this case, it was better to be "generous" and leave a good impression on each other.
After all, Agnes knows how to advance and retreat, takes great care of her face, and is within a tolerable range.
There are many people in the world who are used to being ungrateful, but Agnes is not. If Agnes knows afterwards that he was so gentle and generous to her (she will definitely know), she will definitely be grateful.
This kind of gratitude is also a resource that can be utilized.
So...get used to it and accept it, haven't you always done it?
Teresa said to herself silently, suppressing the resentment in her heart, and finished her dinner alone.
At this time, Aigron didn't know what his wife was thinking. He and his entourage rushed quickly and quickly arrived at Agnes's manor.
At this time, the manor, which had always been quiet, was already busy. However, there was no trace of panic amidst the hustle and bustle.
Because the due date has arrived, doctors and midwives have already been on standby by Agnes's side. Moreover, Agnes's mother has been staying with her daughter to take care of her recently. Now she has become the general manager of helping Agnes give birth.
command.
As a mother of several children, she naturally has rich experience in this area.
After Aigron arrived, the Duchess, after receiving the news, hurriedly ran out of the delivery room and saluted Aigron.
"His Majesty……"
"How is Agnes?" Agron asked quickly.
"It looks pretty good so far." The lady replied, "The doctor said she should be able to give birth smoothly."
Aiglon breathed a sigh of relief.
He also knew that Agnes had been practicing swordsmanship since she was a child and had been doing rigorous exercises. Her body was naturally much stronger than those of the purdah ladies. However, this was her first time after all, and the risk of childbirth for women in this era was very high.
, so naturally he was still a little worried.
"Then you go back and take good care of her. I will wait in the living room. If you have any news, tell me directly." He ordered his wife condescendingly, "Also, tell her that I am already here and waiting for her to see me...
"
"Yes, Your Majesty." Madam knelt down and saluted again, then turned and returned.
After she returned to the delivery room, Agnes happened to look up at her.
There was sweat on her face all the time, and the huge pain almost made her pass out. However, relying on the training she had practiced since childhood and her innate strong willpower, she did not cry out in pain, but
He endured this pain silently, only occasionally letting out weak moans.
"Mom...is your Majesty here?" she whispered.
"Yes, your Majesty is here. He is waiting for your good news outside now..." Seeing her daughter in such pain, the lady naturally felt very uncomfortable.
However, her daughter was about to become a mother, and she felt a little relieved in her heart - not to mention, the child's father was still such an important person.
She walked to the bedside, and then gently held her daughter's hand, "Agnes, don't worry, nothing will happen. Your life is much better than mine... You have got everything, God will let you
Enjoy these..."
The only response to her mother was Agnes's smile of happiness and bitterness.
Regardless of luck or misfortune, she can only follow her own destiny.