"Friend, let's go, stop drinking!" When the young man was about to get angry, the outstretched hand of the comrade-in-arms next to him pressed his shoulder, which also made the anger in his heart fade a little for the time being, he turned his head to look at this comrade-in-arms, and then the other party nodded at him and made a gesture for him to leave first. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The young man took a deep breath, and then his face slowly returned to normal, and he directly reached out and handed the jar back, and then straightened his face and looked at the captain condescendingly. "Thanks, I don't need to, we can't drink while on mission."

Then, ignoring the officer's ugly face, he said to himself, "I want to remind you that we are all soldiers, and we must abide by the norms of a soldier, and it is understandable that you are on a mission, but please do not harm civilians and tarnish the good reputation of the Imperial Army." Otherwise...... I will report back to your superiors and ask them to restrain your behavior. ”

The officer's face became more and more ugly.

"Are you teaching me a lesson?" He asked aloud.

"I'm not teaching you, I'm just reminding you that since you're an officer, you should demand yourself as an officer, shouldn't you?" The young man was not afraid and replied aloud.

"You Guards guys, you all think you're great, don't you?" The officer scolded, "Of course you can brag nonsense with such a high salary!" Kind of to help us complete the task? Do you think we like to run into this kind of hellish place? ”

Seeing that the two were arguing, the soldiers next to them also moved one by one, and some of them even touched the rifles in their hands with unkind expressions.

The comrades next to him knew that if the trouble continued, it would turn into a fire, so they forcibly grabbed the Lieutenant Bonaparte, and then helped him restrain his horse's head and turn back the direction from which he came.

"Something." The captain looked at their backs and cursed.

Although the captain still cursed, of course he didn't want to really get into a conflict with the cavalry, so he just watched the cavalry leave with a vicious curse, and after they left, the soldiers of the village continued their mission, plundering all the remaining supplies of the village, leaving only crying and despair.

Although he was getting farther and farther away from the village, the young man still stared ahead with wide eyes, anger burning in his heart, and he clung to the reins as if he wanted to vent in this way.

After a long time, the cavalry finally stopped galloping.

"Are you feeling better, friend?" The comrade-in-arms who grabbed him just now asked next to him.

"Much better, thank you, Lisel." Lieutenant Jérôme Bonaparte, who had finally calmed down, let out a sigh of relief and said to his comrades, "Don't worry about me, I can control myself." ”

"Look at what you just did, I don't want to be able to control your appearance, if we didn't pull you, maybe you would really fight." Lieutenant Lissell-Emiler smiled bitterly, then patted him on the shoulder heavily, "Dude, that's all it takes to fight, just look away." ”

He was a young man of about thirty years of age, with a short golden beard at the corners of his mouth, a slender and sturdy figure, and his skin was somewhat darkened by years of outdoor weather.

He was a professional soldier who had served in North Africa as a cavalryman for many years, and had made meritorious contributions for his bravery in battle, and after the establishment of the Empire, His Majesty the Emperor decided to recruit elite officers and soldiers from various units of the army to rebuild the Guard, and he was also selected into the Guards and became a cavalry officer.

"I am not afraid of bloodshed and am willing to shed blood for the Empire, but violence is inflicted on civilians, looting their food and property...... That's too much to say! At this, Jérôme Bonaparte seemed a little indignant, "Don't they know?" It's not harvest yet, and these farmers live on their stockpiles, so what if we rob them all?! ”

"Alright, man! Don't tell us this, everyone knows the truth, but what can be done? We are at war after all. The lieutenant patted him on the shoulder again, "Didn't I say that, that's all it takes to fight...... We're not here to be angels, are we? ”

Upon hearing this, Jérôme Bonaparte looked up and looked at his good friend in disbelief, he remembered what had just happened, and the calm and coldness of these people made him especially incomprehensible.

"Hey, you were in the United States before, you may not understand it, but now that you're here, you will soon be able to get used to it, and you won't be so surprised when the time comes......" The lieutenant shrugged, "Since we are fighting the Russians, and we are in this kind of hellish place, we can't be merciful, we must save ourselves first, and it's nothing to rob civilians for this, after all, everyone is fighting for victory and their own lives, isn't it?" ”

Lieutenant Bonaparte lowered his head, thought for a moment, and then shook his head heavily.

"I still don't think we should go too far, it will only provoke the hatred of the Russian people against us and make it more difficult for us here. I think I need to report what I've seen and heard, and this kind of behavior that goes beyond what should be done must be stopped. ”

Lieutenant Lissell-Emiler shrugged his shoulders and smiled slightly helplessly and mockingly.

"Well, whatever you want, who called you a Bonaparte? You're free, and few people can really do anything to you anyway. ”

"No...... That was not what I meant...... I just want to preserve the honor of the Imperial Army. The young man was immediately embarrassed, "This has nothing to do with my identity, and it ......"

He suddenly became gloomy, "What am I to be?" No one will pay attention to me because of my name. ”

As his name suggests, he was a member of the House of Bonaparte, but his status was not officially recognized by the royal family, and therefore he was not counted as a full member of the royal family.

This peculiar status is caused by the absurdity of the previous generation.

His grandfather was Prince Jérôme Bonaparte, the youngest brother of His Majesty the Emperor Napoleon I, and unlike several of his brothers, this prince was playful from an early age, and he had no ambition and no desire for power, and only wanted to enjoy his life, and at a young age, he traveled all the way to the United States, where he fell in love with Lady Elizabeth Patterson, the daughter of a wealthy American businessman.

He was infatuated, and then began to pursue the lady, and finally married him, but Napoleon, who had become the emperor of France at that time, was bent on marrying his brothers to the royal families of various European countries, and his brother's absurd behavior naturally angered him, and in a fit of rage, he issued an edict claiming that he did not recognize the marriage, and then ordered Jérôme to return to China as soon as possible.

Prince Jérôme was at first tempted to insist, but under the threat of His Majesty the Emperor to relinquish the title of Prince and no longer give him financial assistance, he finally gave in and accepted the marriage appointed by His Majesty, married the princess of Württemberg, and Napoleon gave him a piece of German territory to make him King of Westphalia.

The most devastated in this incident was of course Ms. Elizabeth Patterson, who was pregnant and gave birth to a son, and after hearing the terrible news, she fought to no avail, and finally returned to the United States to raise her son.

Although the Emperor Napoleon and Prince Jérôme did not recognize the son at all, Madame Patterson insisted that the son bear the surname Bonaparte, believing that the child's descent was beyond doubt. And this son also left two sons before his death, and the Bonaparte family spread in the United States, and Lieutenant Jérôme-Bonaparte was his youngest son.

Decades later, Emperor Napoleon has died, the empire has collapsed and rebuilt, the world has changed, and at this time, this old story is no longer as lethal as it was back then, Emperor Napoleon III was not the son of Emperor Napoleon I, and there is no such strong concept of feudal aristocracy.

Seeing an opportunity, Lady Elizabeth Patterson, who has become an old woman, brings her grandson to England and plots to bring him back to France and enjoy his rightful royal status.

Jérôme Bonaparte, who was not yet 20 years old at the time, had already graduated from West Point and possessed excellent military skills, and he applied to return to China to join the Imperial Army and serve in the defense of the Bonaparte family's empire.

At Charles' behest, Emperor Napoleon III, who had been suffering from too few family members, finally issued an edict allowing the exiled family to return to France, but perhaps to save the face of Prince Jérôme Bonaparte, or perhaps to save the face of His Majesty the deceased Emperor Napoleon, he did not officially list him as a member of the imperial family, nor did he give him any noble titles, but only allowed him to join the Imperial Guard as a cavalry officer.

As a result, the young Lieutenant Jérôme Bonaparte was in a very awkward position, and although he used the surname Bonaparte, he did not receive any treatment from the royal family.

However, he was not very concerned about it, this young soldier, enthusiastic and passionate, for him, to be able to come to the family's land and take on the responsibility of defending the empire was already very satisfying for him. He worked hard to acquire the necessary military skills, and he trained himself very rigorously, intent on fulfilling his duties in perfect form.

After the outbreak of the Crimean War, His Majesty the Emperor decided to send the Guards here to join the battle, and his troops were included in the list of mobilized troops.

The commander of the Guards was his father's half-brother, his uncle, Prince Joseph Bonaparte, but this was not good news for him. Because this uncle disliked his nephew so much that he almost ignored him.

Of course, this is also normal, no one likes an American nephew who suddenly appeared, especially since this person also affected the image and status of his mother and himself.

However, Jérôme Bonaparte did not have the slightest intention of abusing his position and power, so he did not regret it, but was a little happy in his heart, because then no one would think that he was just an incompetent person who had made a name for himself by virtue of his surname.

Although his surname was initially frowned upon by his colleagues in the army, his integrity and bravery, as well as his unobtrusive and unobtrusive style (of course, there was nothing to show off), earned him the respect and affection of his colleagues, who felt that unlike other pompous and arrogant royalty, this young lieutenant was much more endearing, and Lieutenant Lissell-Emiler was a good friend he had made in the army.

And in the heart of this lieutenant, what drove him to the battlefield without hesitation was something other than duty, honor and empire.

"What I like is a warrior who dares to fight on the battlefield, can you do it?!"

He will always remember this sentence in his heart, and he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

What made him even more difficult to restrain himself was that the person who said this, after the outbreak of the war,

It's like an angel.

No, it was meant to be an angel.

And I'm ...... I must be a person worthy of appearing in front of her.

Even if you just get the qualifications to appear in front of her, you need to work hard.

The hearts of young people are once again filled with passion and courage.

Yes, I can!