Chapter 706 The Eagle and the Knight
Zubov was stunned immediately.
Stanislaw II signaled his entourage to get a map, and began to study in detail with the Russian Minister of State which places should be ceded.
It was not until after five o'clock in the afternoon that the two sides finalized the new boundary line between Poland and Russia in the future.
Stanislaw II generously gave most of the central and eastern provinces to Russia.
Then, he picked up the treaty drafted by Zubov: "You see, just by amending these articles in the constitution, there is no guarantee that the guys in the Congress will no longer be dissatisfied with His Majesty the Tsar.
"We should discuss a matter. Formulate a detailed plan to ensure that the Parliament will not violate His Majesty's will. "
Zubov opened his eyes and nodded: "Okay, okay. "
The armistice negotiations entered the fourth day.
Stanislaw II glanced at the Russian guards with loaded guns at the door of the negotiation hall, and silently thought in his heart: 22 days have passed. Warsaw is still It takes 18 days.
After enjoying the "kneeling and licking" for the past few days, Zubov's attitude towards the King of Poland has become much kinder. When he saw the latter coming in, he immediately smiled and said: "Ah, you are here. Please sit down." br>
“Oh, the order you gave General Kosciuszko should be delivered in the near future. His Majesty the Tsar has decided that after the surrender of his troops, he will personally award you with the Order of St. George. "
Stanislaw II was immediately flattered and said: "This is really the honor of my life! Thank you so much, Your Majesty. "
Zubov asked someone to bring the results of the negotiations in recent days and said: "His Majesty the Tsar is very satisfied with this treaty.
"However, we talked for a little longer, and His Majesty seemed a little impatient. She told us to sign the armistice treaty as soon as possible, and the details can be discussed later."
"Of course there is no problem." Stanislaw II said with a smile, "but I think that your country's garrison in Warsaw should be strengthened..."
He was rambling again. Ladi added a lot of content to the treaty and talked about it until dusk. When Zubov was about to press him to sign, he immediately fell to the ground holding his stomach: "Ah, it hurts... I'm afraid I have dysentery again... ”
After a whole day of treatment, Zubov finally came to the room where the King of Poland lived with a dark face and asked: "I asked the doctor, you didn't have diarrhea or fever all day. You didn't have it at all. Dysentery!”
“I, I don’t know what this disease is, anyway, I feel very weak...”
At this moment, an official came to Zubov Next to him, whisper something to him.
The latter immediately pointed at Stanislaw II and said coldly: "Kosciuszko refused your order, and his army continued to move deeper eastward!"
"This, this is not Possibly!" The Polish king was still delaying, "I can write him another letter, the wording will be more severe."
Zubov lowered his face, sat down next to his hospital bed, and handed over the armistice treaty: "I want you to sign this now, immediately!"
"Ouch yoyo ..."
"Guard, hold up His Majesty the King."
Stanislaw II sat up helplessly and glanced at the Tsar's lover jokingly: "You know, according to the Polish constitution, the armistice treaty needs to be approved by the parliament to be effective, so I..."
Zubov Suddenly he became furious and shouted: "You bastard! I will definitely make you Regret!"
The King of Poland looked at his back as he walked out of the door and murmured: "I really tried my best for 24 days."
…
Stanislaw II and his entourage were thrown into prison.
Catherine II looked at Korezhennikov who was standing aside, shaking like an autumn leaf in the wind. She picked up her cane and hit him hard: "Idiot!"
< br>Rumyantsev hurriedly stepped forward to divert her attention:
“Your Majesty, fortunately our defense of the central part The measures are still being implemented as planned. The situation is not too bad."
The Tsar turned his head and gasped:
"Huh, uh... the Poles must be given a painful blow. Lesson! Order Count Suvorov to personally direct the battle in Minsk."
Before, Russia did not take Poland seriously. Suvorov only took the name of the commander-in-chief of the war against Poland and was responsible for overall dispatch in Smolensk. But now the tsar was so angry that he didn't care about the veteran's age and directly put him on the front line.
“Yes, Your Majesty.” Rumyantsev glanced at Korezhennikov and said, “Perhaps General Korezhennikov can be asked to deal with Kosciuszko. Shi Ke, use your merits to atone for your sins.”
“Just do as you say.”
……
Central and Western Russia.
Outside Bryansk.
The serf Yakov handed a wooden board to Yeager who was squatting on the pigsty and said loudly: "I heard from Mr. Gumilov that His Majesty's army is about to attack Minsk."
“Where is Minsk?” the serf who was nailing the pig pen muttered, “ Give me a narrow plank. The emperor's land is always getting bigger."
"In the west, there is the Polish place," Yakov said, "I heard that there are hundreds of thousands of troops attacking there. , this time it should go all the way to Warsaw. Oh, this is the capital of Poland.”
"It sounds like it should be very far away. Won't the Poles resist?"
"Of course they will resist. But Mr. Gumilov said that the Poles are very weak. We fought them once 20 years ago. A lot of land was gained. It will definitely be the same this time.”
“ If the war is won, the masters will be happy and maybe give us white bread."
"Oh, maybe I'll beat you up when you're drunk, just like the generals beat those Poles."
“But it’s better to win...”
While the two were talking, they suddenly straightened up and looked toward the southwest.
"What is that?" Yeager trembled, "It's like the hail from the year before last..."
"The sound, the sound is much louder than that. And, did you feel it? ? The ground seemed to be shaking!"
"God, is the end of the world coming?"
Soon, they froze.
Near the horizon, dense numbers of red cavalry appeared.
Behind the cavalry, towering white wings swayed lightly in the wind, like a large group of angels flying over.
Two serfs crossed themselves desperately and prayed loudly.
Then they saw the "Red Angel" roaring past the village, like a heavy hammer, slamming into the city of Bryansk not far away.
The fragile city offered almost no resistance and almost instantly collapsed under the impact of the cavalry.
Behind the cavalry were more than a dozen infantry phalanxes, pouring into Bryansk from many directions.
In less than half an hour, the nobles and ordinary citizens in the city fled out of the city crying together.
The huge city is like an ant nest that has been dug up, with countless black dots spreading in all directions from there.
Yager, who was hiding in the pigsty, asked his companions tremblingly: "Who...are these people?"
Yakov pointed to the red flag held by the soldiers in the distance. "Tian" checkered flag, distinguishing the eagle and knight on it, and said in an extremely frightened voice:
"It seems... they are Polish."
(End of this chapter)