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Volume 8 From the Mediterranean to... Chapter 100 Battle in the direction of Moscow...

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    Chapter 100 Battle in the direction of Moscow (7) After the bloody battle of Borodino, Napoleon fully mobilized his remaining army of less than 100,000 people to continue to brave the heat, sand and dust and the smoke of the burning villages to fight arduously.  March, go to Moscow, go to win peace and prosperity.  In Mozhaysk, a small city less than 20 kilometers away from the Borodino battlefield, the Russian resistance did not stop.  This town built of wood once again became a battlefield for soldiers from both sides to fight repeatedly. It was not until a gap was opened in the city wall by French artillery fire that the Russian rearguard troops crossed the Moskva River and abandoned Mozhaysk, which had been reduced to ruins.  .  Although the French soldiers rushed to the city blocks that had not been engulfed by the flames with a spirit of bravery no less than that of the Battle of Borodino and rescued the treasures and food there, their results were far from meeting the needs of the 96,000 soldiers.  Napoleon comforted his soldiers, saying that they could get everything in Moss!  The wealth, food and women gathered in this ancient Russian capital are equivalent to 5 Berlins or Turin, 3 Madrids, or 2 Viennas.  "Moscow, Moscow, Moscow, are we about to reach Moscow?" Since leaving Borodino, the word Moscow has been on the lips of the French soldiers, and it has unknowingly evolved into a "malignant city."  It replaces chat, curses and commands.  Moscow has become synonymous with dust, a place that makes everyone sweat during the day but leaves no trace of heat at night.  Moscow means hunger, thirst and fatigue; Moscow means countless bends and endless horizons; Moscow means disappointment again and again, and death.  On September 14th, the exact time was around 10 a.m., the soldiers were climbing over a hillside. Suddenly, the whole team was in chaos, and everyone started cheering.  The drummers who received the instructions beat the drum heads desperately, gathering 100,000 voices into one sound: Moscow, Moscow!  When the great European conqueror took his vanguard and prepared to enter this once great city, the soldiers danced and crowded together. The joyful scene in front of them made people forget the anger and uneasiness of the past.  Officers, generals and marshals took off their hats and waved them casually; light infantrymen, attendants, and military prostitutes who came out of nowhere also joined the jubilant crowd; even Marshal Davout, who looked innocent, was pulled into the crowd  Dance happily  .  From the hillside, you can clearly see the panoramic view of Moscow, including the winding Moskva River, straight city avenues, gorgeous palaces, majestic Orthodox cathedrals, and various Byzantine, Roman and Eastern-style buildings.  ¡­Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the brilliant circular dome of the Kremlin towering into the sky in the center of the city, like more than 30 golden balls.  When the sun shines all over the city, it seems to be welcoming guests from afar.  However, when Napoleon and his army officially entered the city, everyone was surprised to find that there was almost no one in this great ancient Russian capital with nearly 300,000 citizens.  The Russian army, officials, nobles, merchants, and the general public were almost all gone. As for the military supplies in the military warehouses, they were also burned or shipped away.  A French officer described in his diary: "There is no warm welcome here after capturing a big city. All the streets are very quiet, only the sound of the wheels of artillery carts and the footsteps of soldiers can be heard  ¡­The streets we passed were lined with gorgeous buildings, but their doors and windows were closed. We passed gorgeous palaces, churches, and exquisite public buildings, all of which were a reflection of a prosperous city that made its fortunes on commerce, and reflected the relaxed and relaxed atmosphere here.  Luxurious life. However, there seemed to be nothing alive here, not a soul to be seen: there were no children playing in the gardens, not even horses or carriages in the streets or courtyards. In fact, Moscow seemed to be falling into a deep sleep.  , just like those enchanted cities described in "One Thousand and One Nights" Finally, we decided to find a place to rest, especially because we needed to replenish our food. It was indeed an amazing and impressive scene;  This huge city suddenly appeared before us, its style more like Asia than Europe. The city suddenly appeared on the bare and desolate plain, with more than a thousand church steeples and quaint bells.  , the blue sky is dotted with twinkling stars, everything is so sacred and beautiful! We have paid an extremely heavy price to conquer this place, but the emperor still hopes that this conquest will not cause a riot. However, the first one to enter the city.  The King of Naples reported to Napoleon that the city looked uninhabitable and unpopular, with no military or citizen representatives, no nobles coming to welcome the army, and not even a priest in sight.;The emperor was extremely confused by this. A conquered city should not behave like this.  " On this day, the French army ministers issued several orders in succession in accordance with Napoleon's orders, including prohibiting troops from wandering around the city, strictly prohibiting harassment of residents and robbery, announcing that a roll call would be held that night, etc. However, no matter what measures were taken,  Nothing could stop the excited soldiers from scattering throughout the deserted city, which contained large reserves of supplies. Apparently, the Russians had planned to abandon the city before the Battle of Borodino.  On September 1st, after losing the decisive battle of Borodino, Kutuzov and his troops quickly entered a spacious and best room on the road to Moscow in a small village on the outskirts of Moscow.  The Russian marshal convened a military meeting attended by senior officers. Kutuzov deliberately avoided everyone and sat alone in a dark corner behind the stove, coughing and choking.  Before the meeting started, the participants walked up to the field marshal one after another, some shook hands, some bowed, and most of them remained silent.  Talk. There are maps, plans, pencils, and papers on the fir table in front of you. Yermolov, Kesarov, Thor, Konovnitsyn, Laevsky, and Uvaro are sitting around the table.  At the beginning of the period, everyone was still waiting for Bennigsen to arrive, which was another excuse for the Germans.  Inspecting the position, Kutuzov knew that he was still enjoying a delicious lunch. When Bennigsen entered the room, he took the lead and asked everyone present: "Are you abandoning the sacred ancient capital of Russia without fighting?  Or fight to defend it?  "Then there was a long period of general silence. Everyone looked gloomy. In the silence, only Kutuzov could be heard angrily coughing phlegm in his throat. "The sacred ancient capital of Russia!  "He suddenly spoke, repeating Bennigsen's words in an angry voice to point out the hypocrisy of these words. Kutuzov told the generals that he had decided to abandon the "Holy City" and encouraged his companions in French:  : ¡°You are anxious about Moscow¡¯s retreat, but I regard it as God¡¯s will.  Because this move can save the army.  Napoleon is like a torrent, which we cannot yet control, and Moscow will absorb it like a sponge.  "But everyone was not as optimistic as him. Seeing the dull atmosphere at the venue, he firmly stated: "I already feel that I will pay the price for the loss personally, but I made the sacrifice for the interests of the motherland.  I order, retreat!  " Despite this, Kutuzov's heart was undoubtedly heavy. Late at night, he was living in a dilapidated birch wood house. People around him could hear him tossing and turning on the straw mat, choking and sobbing. " In fact, in Moscow, large-scale  The evacuation had already begun. For weeks, the roads had been crowded with thousands of vehicles, piled with luggage of all shapes and sizes, moving slowly.  The club's orchestra played only for a few wounded officers and frivolous women. The French ¨¦migr¨¦s were suddenly sent to Nizhny Novgorod, their sweet shops and French-style shops were abandoned, and the consulate offices were hastily cleared.  Archives. The national hatred among the residents of Moscow was so high that the military governor Rostopkin was even worse. He ordered patriotic leaflets to be posted on the walls, old weapons were distributed to the untouchables, and icons were distributed along the streets.  . He ordered the unemployed refugees to gather at the foot of the three mountains to prepare for a decisive battle, and then forcibly dismissed them. He disbanded a fire brigade of 2,000 people in the city and asked them to take away the water pumps and water guns.  He asked everyone to gather in the open square in front of the Kremlin to pray during the day. Finally, he opened the prison and released all the prisoners. As soon as the battle of Borodino was over, the number of people fleeing continued to increase.  It was the turn of the nobles, civil servants, and businessmen. Everyone with carriages and horses set off, and the sound of rolling wheels was heard on the road. Open carriages, carriages, carriages, and carriages followed one after another.  On the wall of the abandoned house, you can see a message written in French, "Farewell, what a terrible word!"  ", "I salute you, my sacred abode, and feel sad when I say goodbye!  " Moscow's 250,000 inhabitants soon reduced to about 15,000. Among them were seriously injured people lying in hospital beds, civil criminals just released from prison and servants abandoned by their masters. Kutuzov  The troops marched all the way, and when they arrived at the gate of Moscow, they were exhausted. They thought they were entering a dead city. The Russian soldiers were wrapped in heavy tanks, covered with dust, and panicked.??.  French outposts followed closely behind the Russian rearguard.  There seems to be a tacit understanding between the two commanders: the Russian army, led by Cossack soldiers, retreated slowly, while Murat's cavalry followed closely at a short distance, but did not use force.  This scene is as simple as two allied armies participating in a review in a conquered city at the same time.  ¡­¡­
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