Solovyov in Tsarist Russia 1796

Chapter 441 018 A blood-and-blood mill battle (VIII) The morning of the second day of the battle

For the French, the consumption was too great. Soldiers fought in such an icy and snowy environment. Once they were shot and fell, if no one took them to the relatively safe first aid station and the field hospital in the rear in time, they would probably be called by God to a place with abundant water and grass.

If you die here, no minister will wipe your tears. You will be buried hastily or put in a coffin.

For both sides, the situation is not optimistic. In other words, the soldiers who were injured in winter have a lower chance of infection.

But this is not a benefit. After all, no one will have a good time after being injured.

If you see that the field hospitals of both sides are full of wounded soldiers, you will know that neither side will have a good time.

"These were delivered again today, General. You come here to see them. I can't say anything. Only seriously injured people can be sent to me. You can tell by looking at them."

"The environment is still quite bad. Even if the environment is improved, disinfection measures must be taken. It still smells bad."

"There is no way. According to the 'pathogen theory' you mentioned, there are microorganisms and pathogens in the environment. We have limited conditions here. We should thank God for being able to maintain basic cleanliness."

"Well, we can only meet the disinfection measures required by the doctor in St. Petersburg. If it is a drug for treatment. Because I have been in the army and have a lot of work on hand, I can't complete these tasks one by one. I don't believe that there are omniscient and omnipotent people in this world. Even God sometimes makes mistakes."

"You can't say that."

"That's true, but I have been to France and Italy, and there are such people there. Well, you can go and do your thing." Here, it's better not to disturb the doctor's work.

Solovyov then left the field hospital, but considering that organic chemistry was something that Russia could do well, those chemists didn't even know whether their parents existed, let alone liquids.

Therefore, even if he knew the general route of sulfonamide drugs, he didn't have any good solutions.

Perhaps some traditional medical methods are more useful when it comes to hemostasis and disinfection, such as processed Chinese medicine and its hemostatic effect.

In this way, trade with China is still very important, especially in providing a large amount of medicinal materials.

However, when he left St. Petersburg, Alexander had not decided who to send to Beijing to submit the new letter of credence and "tribute".

That was not something he could consider now, but after walking out for a while, he heard the sound of a balalaika.

However, the song sung was still relatively old.

Now the balalaika is still more popular than the bayan, but it is not so pleasing to the eye in the hands of quartermaster Statzenko.

After all, when Solovyov was in the Selenge Regiment, he always thought that this guy who organized military supplies was stealing, but there was no evidence.

"What are you playing, Staschenko?"

"It's the song that sets out from Peter Street."

"You mean the song sung by the horsemen on Tverskoy Street in Moscow?"

"That's it. But how should we call you, young commander? You are a general now, and the chief of staff of the corps."

"And you are also the adjutant general of the emperor. After all, you are also a general, not a colonel."

These old soldiers started to make a fuss again, and there were more people saying this later.

"You said that, oh, if he is a master, he still looks a little old, after all, he is still a young master, after all, he has not married yet!"

"Soon, when the war is over, the year of my secret engagement will come, and we can get married."

"Whose family is your wife from, sir?"

Stachenko also spoke like a chameleon, and now he has changed his words.

"Speaking of it, there is some connection with our regiment."

"We don't need to guess, it's probably the granddaughter of the old prince Krimsky, this girl has a lot of advantages!"

"Stachenko, you talk like this. Did Siberia freeze your brain?"

"That's absolutely not the case. If you want to talk about the origin, it was the old Selenge Regiment. This is too easy to guess."

"Okay, that's it."

But Solovyov looked at Stachenko. This guy was still holding a pipe, but it didn't smoke.

That's why he spoke in a strange tone.

"Why don't you light your pipe?"

"This thing looks clogged, so I just hold it in my mouth."

"I don't care about the pipe. You know I don't smoke or drink, especially among women and children."

"There are no women here either. And you know, in Poland, Polish women were pretty good, they were all slim and strong, but here there are so few people, there's not even a big German woman."

These guys.

Soloviev held back and didn't complain, but it was the opposite in St. Petersburg.

Of course, Louisa's figure was a mystery. She was just a little plump after giving birth to six children, with some fat on her belly, but she was still pretty slim overall.

As for the Polish girl, she wasn't the kind of big and strong, but she was too strong.

The thicker German woman is probably Louisa's thicker sister, whom Czartoryski unfortunately married and gave birth to his son.

"You two can really chat now. It's almost dawn, and there will be another fierce battle."

"It doesn't matter, little commander, just sit down and play a song for us."

"You want me to play this? I'm not very good at playing the balalaika. When I was in the palace, there were a few guitar players around the emperor."

"That doesn't matter, you try the tone."

Although Solovyov's time in the Selenge Regiment was short, his prestige was very high, probably because he mastered the core technology.

As for the balalaika, it was hard for Solovyov not to think of that song.

"The Volga River is covered with ice and snow, and a troika runs on the river bank."

The problem is that this song is also a work after 1901.

After hearing this, the old soldiers who were born as serfs in the Selenge Regiment were moved.

"Except for the old emperor and the great marshal who have passed away, it is people like you who still care about us soldiers."

Soloviev thought about it and thought that the rich master had slept with those serf girls a lot. Even if he changed the song, he wanted to deprive them of their pitiful means of production.

In the eyes of the soldiers, he was a master. Although there was a big difference between masters, it was rare to dare to sing like this.

After all, Soloviev was picky about food and was more considerate to servants. He only slept with beautiful young widows and young wives.

However, the embarrassing thing was that these people were of foreign descent, or even foreigners.

In Russia, he didn't even sleep with a Russian girl. I'm afraid he would have to wait until he married his wife to get her. This was quite funny.

"Yes, you soldiers have a hard life. You have to leave your home so far away and fight the French. You have to serve in the army for 25 years. You have to sleep in the open and endure hunger and fight against the enemy in a foreign country. But there is one good thing about this. It is that you have to leave your hometown and go out. I am afraid that few people in the village will have experienced this kind of experience, right?"

"You are right, that's probably it."

"Also, you are all glorious heroes in the war. If you perform well in this battle, you may be able to apply for a medal."

After hearing this, the soldiers were refreshed. It is worthy of being the country where your hero was born.

In fact, it was Solovyov who heard the news and wanted to issue medals to Russian soldiers. Paul implemented it for a while when he was in power. After Alexander came to power, he thought that the Ministry of War and the masters in Petersburg could be restored and the St. George Medal was awarded to the soldiers. It was a good policy to thank God. At least it could inspire the soldiers to fight bravely.

You know, some of these veterans have wives or brothers and sisters at home. Even if some people dare to deduct the bonus, it is better to get it than nothing.

Moreover, since Prince Kurakin launched the "house seizure reform", the Russian procuratorate has been very harsh on local civil servants. It is not ruled out that some masters have to hand over hundreds to thousands of rubles to the country.

Solovyov thought of this and found it ridiculous. The two countries, the Qing Dynasty and Tsarist Russia, are unexpectedly consistent in some places, and even a little abstract.

"Young commander, is this true?"

"It can't be false. Originally, the review of officers' medals and soldiers' medals had to go through the headquarters. Although our commander-in-chief came from France, who else is there in the headquarters except the Germans?"

"Ah, no wonder, no wonder."

"Okay, I won't say more to you, let's listen to this song!"

After that, after adapting to the balalaika, Solovyov began to play a more cheerful song.

It's just that these soldiers are really busy. The Russian army has no political commissars, so it can only be said that the commander-in-chief is not at home today.

At this moment, Langgeron is indeed hiding in the basement of the church to sleep.

Soloviev, as the chief of staff, is very hard. He has too much work to do. He is idle now and dare not go to sleep. He can only keep drinking tea and coffee.

It seems to be a very refreshing thing to be a general commanding thousands of troops, but without a good body, even young people may not be able to endure it.

Solovyov knew that he was in good health. He hoped that after the battle, East Prussia would be relatively quiet for a while.

If he could camp in winter, he would go to Jelgava to have a good rest.

Since he couldn't sleep, he would be happy to be with these soldiers.

As for these veterans and the Cossacks camping next to them, their knees were really strong.

Solovyov's knees were injured by French bullets when he fought in Novi, Italy, so he would not make such large movements.

These soldiers were really happy, but the brothers who were on duty in the first half of the night and rested in the second half of the night were also sleeping with blankets and coats, and were not affected at all.

But when the sun rose as usual the next morning, these Russian soldiers still formed a queue on time according to the prescribed time.

According to the requirements of Langeron and Soloviev, in the second day's battle, the Russian troops on the front line were arranged in two rows, and the deployment of artillery and cavalry was strengthened. Some infantry were rotated to the second line as a reserve.

Baron Sacken did not retreat, but if Soult launched an attack, he would fight and retreat, trying to slow down the opponent's attack speed.

Only when necessary, Somov's two regiments would come to join the battle.

As for the French side, they were also arranged in an orderly manner, ready to launch another attack on the Russian army.

"The formation is not bad, isn't it?"

Bagration remembered that when they were in Shengraben, the French army also came in an orderly queue like this.

At that time, they only charged once, shouted "Ura", and let the French soldiers retreat and reorganize, and did not fight them directly with bayonets.

Today, these French troops are ready to launch an attack after the artillery is ready.

However, for Napoleon, the operation of the Seventh Army being blinded by the artillery group the day before also forced him to act more cautiously, and let Davout, Ney and Soult all launch attacks.

For a while, it seemed that there was a change. No one was a feint attack, and now they were all main attacks.

It is unknown how effective this kind of random punching method will be.

But the pressure came to the Russian side. Although the Prussian army joined the battlefield and was able to pull out the three brigades of the 4th Division as reinforcements and put them on the battlefield in need, the Russian army consumed a lot.

As for Augereau, in the chaotic "slaughterhouse" yesterday, Russian officers and soldiers also found that a team of soldiers wearing bear fur hats seemed to appear in a relatively far place.

"Damn it, it seems that Bonaparte has come over."

When Langeron arrived at the new position in Essen, he did see the French Guards and heavy cavalry when he looked south from the artillery.

He also knew that although Napoleon might not be desperate today, he would also launch a decisive offensive, but he didn't know how to take action.

"What's coming will come, huh"

Soloviev yawned and looked in the direction of the Guards.

"Why, you can't stand it?"

"I didn't sleep for another night, and I led the team to attack the enemy at night the day before!"

"That's good, you are much better than Marshal Saxe!"

Langelon's words were incoherent, but the French Marshal was quite lustful and had vulgar tastes.

I don't know if this is a compliment or a complaint.

But when fighting, you still need to fight Napoleon for another day.

This is also very deadly. If I don't rest tonight, I can barely hold on.

If it lasts a few more nights, I can probably buy a small piece of land in the Alexander Nevsky Monastery and bury it directly.