Eagle's Glory

Of course, although it is treatment, the treatment methods he can use right now are extremely limited. Those who are slightly injured may be fine. As for those soldiers who are seriously injured, whether they can survive can only depend on God's will.

Severely wounded people were lying on beds or stretchers, and crowded several small rooms. When the young man appeared at the door, it immediately caused a commotion.

Some people struggled to get up; some people were unable to get up, so they saluted or paid tribute to him while lying on the hospital bed; while others lay in a daze on the bed indifferently, as if they were indifferent to everything, and all honors and graces were gone. Means nothing to them.

For these people who didn't care about his arrival, Aigron didn't feel angry. After all, it's normal for people who are going through the test of life and death to not be able to cheer up to care about the so-called "His Majesty the Emperor".

He glanced around the room, and there were shocking blood stains everywhere, as well as blood-stained bandages. Just standing at the door, a strong smell of blood rushed into his head and made him a little dizzy. His groans really made people feel pity, and there was even an instinctive impulse to flee this ghost place quickly.

Instead of letting himself be overwhelmed by pity and timidity, though, Eggron knows he'll have to get used to it—for him, these scenes are the price he has to pay along the way.

Obviously, running in front of those who ignore him will only make himself feel bad, so he paused for a moment, and then chose to walk in front of a wounded soldier who was struggling to lift himself up and wanted to pay tribute to him .

This wounded soldier looked very young, probably in his early 20s, perhaps because of excessive bleeding, his face was very pale, and it could be seen from the light beard on his lips that he was indeed young.

Aigron's eyes moved on his body. Although his body was covered with a thin blanket so that his lower body could not be seen, it could be seen from the crutches beside him and the wooden prosthetic leg that he had just made. Should have been amputated.

This poor man, no matter how many dreams he had of making contributions, the reality is that he has become a disabled person, and he can no longer run carefree...he thought to himself.

Soon, he suppressed this sympathy and sadness in his heart, and tried his best to look at the other party calmly.

Then, he bent down lightly, gently pressed the bandaged shoulder of the other party, and then spoke to the other party in his softest tone. "I salute you, my loyal warrior."

"Your Majesty!" Being watched by Aigron, the young wounded soldier seemed very excited, but his weak body could not allow him to make other movements, so he could only tremble slightly on the hospital bed.

Perhaps it was because he moaned too hard before, the wounded soldier's voice was a little hoarse, but he still tried his best to let the young man hear his voice clearly, "I did not break my oath, I fought bravely for you."

"I see...thank you." Aigron didn't know how to comfort the other party, so he could only answer like this. "Your loyalty and bravery deserve an example to others. What is your name?"

"Gabriel Ramier," replied the wounded soldier in a feeble voice, "as you can see, I have lost a leg... Not bad for an unlucky first-timer. But anyway, After a high fever and pain, I survived. That's what wars are all about, I consider myself unlucky, at least I'm lucky compared to those who are already dead... Now I only regret that I may not be able to fight for you again gone."

"Yes... I know what sacrifices you have made." Aigron nodded solemnly, "You lost this leg for me, and I will remember it. Do you have any wishes? As a due reward , I will try my best to complete it.”

"If you want to say a wish...there is indeed one." A weak smile appeared on the wounded soldier's face, and then he suddenly grabbed Aigron's hand, "Please be sure to succeed, so that our sacrifices are worthwhile... Your Majesty ,."

Eggron was stunned for a moment, looking at the other party's bright and expectant eyes, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Aigron knew that his subordinates were divided into several categories, one was the loyal supporters of the Bonaparte family and the remnants of the empire; The mercenaries who joined him were just taking money for a living-it seemed that he was the first type.

For such people, spiritual encouragement must be given.

So, he nodded without hesitation.

"Don't worry, I will, the victory will belong to us. And then you will return to France in style, enjoying the admiration and cheers of everyone! Give me some time, I will do it!"

After finishing speaking, he held the other party's hand tightly, and it took a long time before he let go again.

Then he continued to condolences to the other wounded soldiers, until finally, he took off his hat to salute everyone, and then left in silence.

As soon as he walked out of the temporary hospital, he looked at his captain of the guard, Andre Davout.

"The man named Gabriel Lamier just now... You can arrange for this man to retreat to Messoni later, and let Teresa arrange a job for him. He is so loyal, we can't leave it alone, and he looks like The brain is also very bright, and it can be properly cultivated."

"Okay, Your Majesty." Andre Davout took Aigron's words seriously, "I will arrange it."

"Your Majesty..." At this moment, Charlie beside him also interjected.

"What's wrong?" Aigron turned his head to look at his cousin.

"I think we can properly reward the soldiers who have contributed to this battle." Charlie looked at his cousin cautiously, "Now we have just gained a foothold, and there will inevitably be more intense battles in the future, so we urgently need to strengthen the morale of the army. If It is also an inspiration for them to be able to show the generosity of our Bonaparte family to all.”

"You're right." Aigron nodded, agreeing with his cousin. "Next, go to the officers and make a list of meritorious persons. I will reward them seriously. If I have time in the future, I want to have some commemorative medals made to remember their meritorious deeds."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Seeing that his suggestion was accepted by Aigron, Charlie was also very happy, and immediately agreed.

Although the two cousins ​​have their own small calculations in many places, and sometimes even have conflicts of interest, their interests are completely consistent at this moment, and Egron will not deliberately refute his cousin, as long as He is willing to listen to any useful advice.

He knew that because of all the previous "bad deeds", especially after the fact that he secretly enriched himself in the sale of jewelry became known, Charlie was eager to make meritorious deeds to wash away his impression.

So he deliberately brought Charlie by his side this time, and gave him the opportunity to perform hard and make up for his mistakes.

Judging from his current performance, his cousin did meet his expectations. He was quite brave in the battle before, and he has always carried out his orders without compromise.

"My cousin..." Aigron suddenly said to Charlie after a moment of silence.

"Your Majesty, do you have any instructions?" Charlie asked with a hint of apprehension.

"A lot of unpleasant things happened to us before... Sometimes I even get angry with you, which is really regrettable." Eggron said slowly while looking at Charlie, "However, this expedition makes me want to I understand that a family is a family after all, and only family members are the most dedicated to our family business. So for me, the importance of you and Louis is irreplaceable. I hope you will continue to work hard, As long as your performance this time satisfies me, I can forget all the previous mistakes."

After speaking, he lightly patted his cousin on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement, then turned around and left with the guards, leaving Charlie standing behind alone, looking at his back blankly.

Aigron's words sounded like complete encouragement on the surface, but to Charlie's ears, they had a lot of meaning—especially now that he had a ghost in his heart.

When Teresa was on the island of Monte Cristo, Teresa began to check the accounts as soon as she came to the island, and then found out his flaws in selling jewelry, and forced him to a corner. In exchange for Teresa's keeping secret from Eggron.

Although he temporarily passed the crisis at that time, he was always uneasy about it, for fear that Teresa would break her promise and secretly reveal everything to her cousin.

At this moment, he felt uneasy again in his heart. On the one hand, he felt that his cousin's behavior was not right, but on the other hand, he had a little luck, thinking that things were not that bad.

The torment of anxiety, coupled with the humiliation of being defeated by Teresa, made the flames of anger burn in his heart again.

For him, there was nothing to be ashamed of what he had done. On the contrary, it was unbearable for Teresa to be so domineering and embarrassing him as soon as she came to the island.

"You hateful Austrian bitch, how dare you treat me like this... just wait, sooner or later I will make you look good!" He cursed secretly in his heart.

He quietly watched Aigron disappear from his field of vision with the guards, and then walked back to his own temporary residence.

And he is not living here alone, there is another person living in the next room.

When he came back, the guest was sitting leisurely by the window, smearing on the canvas with a paintbrush.

As soon as he saw Charlie coming back, he immediately put down the paintbrush in his hand, and then saluted Charlie.

"Your Highness!"

Charlie also nodded to the other party. "Good afternoon, Edgar."

The guest was, of course, Edgar de Treville.Although he came back with a burst of anger, Charlie did not show his emotions on his face, but greeted Edgar gently.

Ever since he knew the identity of the other party, out of an instinctive awareness, Charlie has always wanted to make friends with the other party.

Although he didn't think highly of Edgar himself, he couldn't ignore General Treville.In his opinion, this family, as a famous family in France and an important supporter of the Bonaparte family, has the value of win over.

After the previous battle was over, he could see that Edgar was not valued by His Majesty, and was only given the task of cleaning up the battlefield.When Edgar was frowning, he stood up in time and let others replace Edgar to complete these troublesome things.

As for Edgar, he was naturally very grateful to His Royal Highness, and he had already developed his ability to deal with people in the social arena in Paris, so he immediately flattered His Royal Highness in every possible way, so the two of them only knew each other for two days. It seems like a good friend already.

Of course, deep down in the hearts of the two of them, they both know that the other party is definitely not someone who can talk to each other, and everything is just superficial.

"Edgar, I have something to say to you." After the pleasantries, Charlie got to the point, "Just now, His Majesty entrusted me with the task of rewarding meritorious deeds. If you like, I can give you Put it on the list too, so your father in Paris will be happy about it."

"Don't do this..." Edgar shook his head hastily, "Your Majesty knows exactly what I am doing, otherwise he wouldn't have assigned me like this... It is good to be able to get merit, but if you offend him It's not good to be angry."

This guy has some brains!Also know self-knowledge.

Charlie was secretly surprised at his answer, and felt that he might have underestimated the libertine.

So, his eyes sank slightly, and he changed his tone, "Okay, then let's be honest, I know what you want to do."　　

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"Okay, then let's be honest, I know what you want to do."

Hearing what His Royal Highness said, Edgar's face did not change, and he still looked at him with a smile.

"You know? Then you are too powerful, after all, I don't even know what I want to do..."

"Don't play this game with me, Edgar." Charlie interrupted Edgar impatiently, then frowned and looked at the other party, "You are obviously greedy for life and afraid of death, and you are unwilling to endure hardship, but you follow His Majesty Running over, and intentionally letting Miss Agnes get close to His Majesty, others might not be able to see what she was up to, so do you still want to hide it from me? Honestly admit it to me, is your Treville family trying to use Agnes? Miss Si to please His Majesty's idea?"

Edgar felt a little flustered when Charlie directly pointed out his inner thoughts, but after all, he had practiced in the social arena for so many years, and he had already learned how to control his emotions, so he was only stunned for a moment, and then The smile returned.

"It's too much for you to say that... It's fine if you insult me. After all, I am a subject of the Bonaparte family, and I should bear it; but Agnes is different. She is not a subject, but a friend of His Majesty. If you If these words fall into His Majesty's ears, I'm afraid it will make His Majesty angry."

Seeing Edgar's reticence, Charlie was speechless all of a sudden. He knew that he couldn't scare Edgar, and as Edgar, he absolutely couldn't use violence or force him to do anything. So after hesitating for a moment, he slowed down and looked at the other party with a very friendly gaze.

"Don't get me wrong, Edgar... I'm your friend, at least in this matter, I very much support your idea, I think, if Miss Agnes and His Majesty have, um, an intimate relationship, then Definitely a great thing.”

Seeing Charlie express his thoughts, Edgar was suddenly delighted.

The task entrusted to him by his father was to strengthen the relationship with the Bonaparte family. If he had His Royal Highness as an ally, wouldn't it be more effective?

However, although he was happy in his heart, he still pretended to be reserved on the surface, "Hey... don't mention this, to tell you the truth, before I came, my wife and I were very happy to see Your Majesty and Agnes After all, they are a perfect match; but when I came here, my heart turned cold - because I found that Her Royal Highness Princess Teresa has come, and she is the fiancée recognized by His Majesty! This is too embarrassing. It's a pity, so I had to let go of this delusion, hey, forget it, this is probably a trick of fate..."

"So what if there is His Highness Teresa? Who stipulates that His Majesty can only like her alone?" Charlie replied disapprovingly.

"You seem to have a problem with Her Highness Teresa?" Edgar asked cautiously.

"I have no personal opinion on Her Highness Teresa, but no one can forget that she is an Austrian—how long did the late emperor regret marrying an Austrian woman?" Charlie replied solemnly, "Think about the imperial court. How many times have we fought against Austria, and were betrayed by the Austrians in the end? Can we easily forget these enmities? Besides, His Majesty has repeatedly asked us to serve her as our mother and obey her orders, but Teresa He only trusts those who are brought over by himself, and never pretends to us, jokes! Could it be that we are working hard for His Majesty, and finally working for the Austrians? Isn’t this ridiculous?”

What Charlie said was full of righteous indignation and emotion, but of course he never cared about any "historical hatred" in his heart. In his opinion, the past is just a fleeting moment, and what really makes him jealous is Teresa humiliating him; Coming here just excluded him from the inner circle.

Of course, he could only use this as a reason on the surface.

Now he has nothing to do with Teresa. On the one hand, Teresa has grasped his handle, making it difficult for him to move; on the other hand, His Majesty does obey Teresa, and he can't help it.

On the other hand, as long as His Majesty loves someone else, there will be a rift between the two of them. At that time, I can find another backer, and I no longer have to be afraid of Teresa's restraint—even if something happens, someone will replace it. intercede.

Of course, this kind of idea is good, but it is not so easy to realize, because it is too difficult to meet a woman who can make His Majesty turn his eyes away from His Highness Teresa, and the arrival of Miss Agnes makes him look Here comes the hope.

According to his idea, if this idea is really realized, as long as he wins over the Treville family, curry favor with Miss Agnes, and play the banner of "squeeze out the Austrians", those who are willing to stand on his side will definitely Not a lot.

After speaking impassionedly, he looked at Edgar with burning eyes, waiting for his reply.

Of course, Edgar couldn't believe all of His Highness's words, but from His Highness's excited and resentful tone, he could see that the other party was indeed quite dissatisfied with Teresa, and was very happy to see his plan come true.

That's enough...

"If you say that, actually... Actually, I have a bit of a similar idea." He held back his snicker, and then replied with a lament and a worried tone, "We can't let the mistakes of the past repeat, it's better to Let him love France even more... The Austrians have too much influence on His Majesty, this is not good, the French people will not like it, as His Majesty's loyal servants, we should think of a way to do this."

After saying these words, both of them knew that it could stop here. They looked at each other, and then they both showed tacit smiles.

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Teresa who stayed in Methone, of course, didn't know that a small group had quietly formed against her at this moment, and her current schedule was overwhelmed by the heavy work left by Aigron.

Managing the rear, coordinating and dealing with contacts with Greek allies, contacting her parents to ask for help, taking in volunteers who came to join Eglon... everything is troublesome, but she can only be alone To bear it, Aigron only left for a short time, and she felt a little physically and mentally exhausted.

In addition, in order not to embarrass her parents, she deliberately did not let herself be too ostentatious, and rarely appeared in crowded places, which invisibly added to the difficulty of her work.

However, for the future of herself and Aigron, she still gritted her teeth and insisted, and never let herself show fatigue, because she knew that if she couldn't even persist in this matter, she would not only fail His Highness's expectations, but would even more Let those own vows become ridiculous.

After finishing today's paperwork, Teresa rubbed her dry eyes, then left her room, and under Chanel's guidance, she came to Father Faria's room.

After Aigron left, he deliberately left Father Faria to Teresa as a special adviser.

On the one hand, the priest is paralyzed, so it is inconvenient to go to war with him; on the other hand, even though Teresa is talented and intelligent, she is really young and inexperienced, so she needs to keep an old man to help her. From this point of view, Faria, who has no selfishness Father, is the best candidate for counselor.

After a short contact, Teresa was immediately impressed by this knowledgeable and funny old priest. Every time she had free time, she would take some time to chat with this priest. On the one hand, she could ask for advice. One's own difficulties can also relieve stress on the one hand.

From Chanel, she also heard about the tragic experience of the priest and his adopted son Edmund Dantès. While she felt sympathetic, she couldn't help but feel a little bit of the mystery of fate—the priest was arrested and thrown into the prison by Napoleon's subordinates. The Count of Monte Cristo was thrown into prison because he supported Napoleon. The two poor people were imprisoned for the opposite reason, but they had to hug each other in prison to keep warm, and finally survived.

In any case, the previous things are all passing, and now the foster father and adopted son are Aigron's loyal subordinates and his right-hand men.

While Teresa was meditating, Father Faria, who was half lying on the bed, was also looking at Teresa carefully.

"Your Highness, you should take a proper rest." He smiled kindly and said to Teresa gently, "I can see that you are under tremendous pressure and are already very tired."

"That's true, but no matter how much pressure I have, I don't have more pressure than Aigron, so I can bear it." Teresa shook her head stubbornly.

Then she smiled happily, "Fortunately, God bless, Aigron is progressing smoothly, and our hard work is worth it..."

"The victory in the first battle is indeed worthy of congratulations, but this is only the beginning, and there must be a greater test in the future." Father Faria replied softly, "Your Majesty was able to come to the enemy's weak spot by surprise before, but next he will definitely Facing the enemy's counterattack—and this time, I think he has stood in the open, and the Turks will be more careful when they know he is coming."

Teresa knew in her heart that what the priest said was right, and this was naturally what she was most worried about.

But what's the point of worrying?This is exactly what she has to face.

"His Highness will take care of these issues himself. If we want it, he will naturally want it. We just do our part." She replied calmly, "If God blesses us, everything will go well; if fate plays a trick We, at least we will accept that outcome together."

Then, she changed the subject again, "His Royal Highness caught some prisoners this time. He couldn't deal with them at the front, so he sent them all over. He said that I will deal with these people. How do you think I should deal with them?" ?”

"Are you worried that you won't be able to manage them well?" Father Faria asked back. "Then why not give them all to the Greeks?"

"If they are handed over to the Greeks, I'm afraid there will be no good end for them." Teresa replied in a low voice, "Although I know that since it is a war, similar things will inevitably happen, but if I hand them over If they were all sent to die, I would feel a little sorry... So I thought, is there any way to redeem it a little bit."

Father Faria paused, then stole a glance at Teresa.

If it is His Majesty, or His Royal Highness Prince Louis and Charles, it is impossible for them to have any concerns in this regard.

No matter how smart and decisive Her Highness Teresa is, she is still a girl after all...but this is also a good thing.

"Among those soldiers, you can select some of them in the name of selecting instructors, and let them train the volunteers who defected - after all, these people have been on the battlefield and have certain experience. As for the others, let them Let them do hard labor, and people are needed to carry supplies." After a moment of silence, the priest gave his own suggestion, "However, we must break them up and prevent them from communicating with each other."

After a pause, he added, "As for the officers among them, you can directly hand them over to the Greeks, they will deal with it. Soldiers will be grateful to Dade as long as they are alive. Officers are not so easy to be satisfied. You can Show kindness within a limited range, but never let your kindness become a source of danger, even a one percent risk is intolerable for you now."

Teresa listened quietly, then nodded slightly.

"Okay, I understand, I will do as you said."