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Besides Clemenceau, the last relatively unknown soldier in the small hall was Louis Herbert Lyautey.
Qin Zhiyuan and Louis-Herbert Lyautey had met once, but they were not familiar to each other. Compared to Foch and old Renault, Louis-Herbert Lyautey was indeed a stranger.
Louis Herbert Lyautey is now the French Minister of War.
Louis Herbert Lyotey was known as the smartest soldier in the French colonies. Before World War I, Lyotey served as governor of Morocco and commander-in-chief of the garrison. After the outbreak of World War I, one-third of Lyotey's men
Er's troops were transferred back to France, but he was still able to control the situation and expand slowly, showing unparalleled control and coordination skills. Therefore, he was transferred back to France before Christmas and served as the French Minister of War.
It is foreseeable that, like Foch, Louis-Herbert Lyautey has also booked a marshal position in the future.
Ha, a new friend has joined us, should we have a drink for this? Perhaps because they are both colonial soldiers, Lyotai showed goodwill towards Qin Zhiyuan.
As Secretary of War, Lyotey should also show goodwill to all legal persons.
Hello, Mr. Minister. Qin Zhiyuan smiled and said hello.
When he is not attacked or treated unfairly, Qin Zhiyuan has always been a very gentle person. Compared with Westerners, Qin Zhiyuan is a little more refined, and compared with Easterners, Qin Zhiyuan is a little tougher.
This makes Qin Zhiyuan full of personal charm, but no one recognizes Qin Zhiyuan for this face to face, and Qin Zhiyuan does not know what others think of him.
Sit down, Qin. Please sit further away from me. I can smell the blood on you now. Oh, you are such a murderous guy. Lyotey was joking, although the words were harsh, but
It didn't arouse Qin Zhiyuan's resentment.
Perhaps this is Lyoté's personal charm. He has a quality that can bring him closer to strangers in just a few words, making people feel as relaxed as meeting old friends.
There's no need to laugh at me. You were still the Governor and Commander-in-Chief before Christmas. You're not much better than me. Qin Zhiyuan relaxed his mind and pushed back without being soft or hard.
As a colonial officer, Lyotey must have had countless blood stains on his hands. There is no doubt about this. But this is a hypocritical society. This is something that everyone knows and deliberately avoids. Since Lyotey
There is no taboo about this, so Qin Zhiyuan does not need to avoid it.
You are such a bold guy. Liotai admires Qin Zhiyuan very much.
I am afraid that no one has ever said this directly in front of Lyotey before. After all, as the French Minister of War, Lyotey has his own majesty. And before that, when Lyotey was the colonial governor
When he was in power, no one dared to be arrogant to him. The colonial governor was equivalent to a Turkish emperor.
Foch and Old Renault both smiled as they watched Qin Zhiyuan and Lyotai communicate. They had no intention of talking. From Foch's eyes, Qin Zhiyuan found a trace of worry and deep sadness. Qin Zhiyuan responded with an affirmative smile, and Foch
The worry in Xu's eyes finally diminished a little.
Well, the greetings are over. Let us get down to business, gentlemen. Clemenceau finally spoke.
When Clemenceau spoke, Lyoté and Foch, who were sitting on the single sofa, both subconsciously straightened their backs. This made Qin Zhiyuan subconsciously straighten his posture, face Clemenceau head-on, and wait.
Clemenceau's following.
There were only three single sofas in total, and Qin Zhiyuan, Foch and Lyoté sat on one. Old Renault had been leaning on the bar next to the small wine rack since he entered the room, and at this time he also put down his arm on the bar.
elbow.
Qin, please forgive me for calling you here in such a hurry. This matter is very important. Please understand. Before you understand everything, I have a question to ask you. What do you think of Mr. Nivel's attack plan? Clemenceau language
He speaks very quickly, and his French has a slight accent. If you don't pay attention, you may not even be able to hear it clearly.
This is also understandable. Clemenceau is a politician. If he does not speak quickly, he will not get the chance to speak at all when debating with other politicians.
Before Christmas, Nivele put forward his 1917 battle plan. Nivele planned to launch a spring offensive in April, using three armies, 53 divisions, and more than 1.2 million troops to attack the city defended by only 11 divisions.
Sherman Dedham area.
Nivelle was very confident. In this plan, Nivelle proposed that once the battle situation did not progress within 72 hours, Nivelle would stop the attack. This plan caused great controversy within the Entente team, among which
The most important thing is that Nivele's fighting attitude is not resolute.
72 hours
Did Nivele regard the lives of French soldiers as some kind of test subject to verify his personal abilities?
He is indeed a butcher
Mr. Nivele, I have no comment on this person, nor on his plan. I can only say that if I and my troops were asked to implement it, I think I would refuse. Because of Foch, Qin
Zhiyuan and Niweile will never be in the same trench again in this life.
Look, let me just say that as long as the second lieutenant has any strategic vision, he will sneer at that madman's plan. I have already said that that madman's plan is for the army of Princess Gerolstein and should be thrown away.
He wiped his butt in the toilet. Lyautey spoke freely.
The Duchess of Gerolstein, which is a fictional character in a comic opera and does not exist in reality, Lyotei expressed his dissatisfaction in turn.
Louis, please, can you not be so direct. Old Renault, who seems to have the lowest status, expressed dissatisfaction.
It only seems that Old Renault has the lowest status. In fact, Old Renault has the richest net worth in this room. If the people in this room want to do something, they must have Old Renault's support.
So, Qin, what are you going to do? Clemenceau tested Qin Zhiyuan's level of disgust.
I am powerless to change this. You know, I have been thrown to that hellish place in Corsica by Mr. President, and I am hiding and seeking in the mountains with those damn extremists. I am beyond my reach to deal with Paris. Qin Zhiyuan is not helpless
Complaining. He wanted to use this grumbling attitude to cover up his true intentions: If the plan succeeds, that's great, but it has nothing to do with me. If the plan doesn't succeed, it doesn't matter, because the person who died is not
my people.
When Qin Zhiyuan said this, he turned to ask Old Renault: Louis, can you help me and give me a few more tanks? The morning before yesterday, my patrol was violently attacked in Ajaccio, and an entire platoon was blocked by the roadside.
The disguised bomb was destroyed. If possible, I think I need to use tanks to patrol the streets.
Only children who can cry will be fed milk, and Qin Zhiyuan understands this trick.
Listen to me, Qin, don't complain yet. If you can do something, I'll give you 100 tanks. Clemenceau writes a check.
