Chapter 795 A Critical Moment

Chapter 796 A critical moment

In fact, Trocker described the situation as too serious.

After all, Napoleon had already occupied Milan at this time and was deploying the Po River defense line to cut off the connection between Melas and the Austrian mainland.

In terms of overall strategy, France still takes the initiative.

But these things are not something that the shipowners in Greece can know. In their view, the French Italian Front is indeed in danger.

The room was silent for a few seconds, and then a bearded middle-aged man sitting by the window stood up, straightened his clothes, and said: "Mr. Trocker is right, I have to continue doing business in the Mediterranean. So something has to be done.”

Search TWKAN on GOOGLE

He looked at Styler: "Baron Maymack, if you are willing to pay 40% interest, I would not mind sending a ship to Genoa."

Styler seemed to struggle for a while, and then nodded: "Okay, Mr. Burui, just 40%. Thank you for your help."

He used some business skills to make it appear that the interest rate was so high that it made him feel distressed.

In fact, he had just decided to use the shares of the Eastern Mediterranean Trading Company as a bargaining chip to exchange for the ships of these ship owners.

He believed that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would definitely allow him to do this.

Because money is always secondary to the outcome of the war. Money would be better spent on logistics or weapons than on paying war reparations.

Immediately, someone shouted loudly: "Count me in. The British seized my goods in North America eight years ago. This time, too, I should be reckoned with."

Ferri glanced at his old friend, sighed, and raised his right hand: "Since Leon said so, okay, let's go to my ship too."

In fact, he was also impressed by the high interest rate of 40%.

He purchased the supplies on the ship himself, and there was actually quite a bit of profit there. Plus the high interest, this trip would be enough to earn him in less than half a year.

Some of the ship owners who came to the door left with disdain, but about half of them turned around and came back.

Trok's words really gave them a sense of crisis.

Before dark, Styler had collected eight steam paddle steamers, as well as 3 million pounds of grain and some gunpowder.

He excitedly expressed his gratitude to Turok and other ship owners, and promised to apply to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for a tax reduction for them for one year after the matter in Genoa was resolved.

Although the transportation capacity of steam paddle steamers is not as good as that of large supply ships, eight ships are enough to transport supplies for the Demobin Army for three weeks.

The next day.

With the help of Styler's gold coins to clear the way, most of the porters in Piraeus Port were busy surrounding the ship of Trok and others.

Before 3 o'clock in the afternoon, eight fully loaded steam paddle steamers, led by the frigate "Cape Parrot", headed west, pulling long black smoke.

…

North of Genoa, the town of Novi Ligure.

Osa Allied Forces Command.

Melas stared at the map in front of him, veins appearing on his forehead.

After several minutes, he slammed his cane on the ground and gritted his teeth: "The Cervoni Army will retake Pavia. And we must stay here and continue the attack!"

"The spies in Genoa have found out that Demobin's food can only last for two or three days at most. We have never been so close to victory, and we should never give up at this time!"

Ten days ago, when the news of Napoleon's sudden capture of Milan reached here, all the Austrian officers were shocked.

But after Melas learned that Napoleon only had more than 12,000 soldiers, he decided that the latter was not something to be afraid of, so he ordered to insist on attacking Genoa and only sent Cervoni to defend the ferry at Pavia.

Logically speaking, his strategy is correct.

Anyway, Milan has been lost. If he rushes back at this time, the French army in Genoa will probably take a breath of relief. He will face a situation where he has been busy on the Italian battlefield and achieved no results.

Moreover, Beaulieu was naturally responsible for the fall of Milan. He, Melas, destroyed the Dimobin Army and occupied Genoa. He had both merit and demerit.

After capturing Genoa, his 50,000-strong army marched north and easily recaptured Milan.

However, this morning Cervoni sent someone to report that he encountered Napoleon's ambush near Pavia. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, so the loss was not great, but the army was blocked on the south bank of the Po River.

At the same time, His Majesty the Emperor's instructions concerning the situation in Italy were also sent to Melas' headquarters. Obviously His Majesty was extremely dissatisfied with the loss of Milan.

The officers standing in front of Melas looked at each other, and then Argento cautiously took a step forward and suggested: "General, maybe we should allocate more troops to Pavia, in case the ferry fails..."

"You don't need to remind me," Melas suddenly roared, seemingly overwhelmed by the pressure, "the ferry will definitely remain open!

"Capture Genoa, then return to Milan, and everything will be fine!"

…

There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!

Genoa.

Demobin rubbed his forehead anxiously and asked the military quartermaster in a tired voice: "Is there only half a day's ration left?"

"Yes, yes, General..."

Augero on the side said loudly: "General, as long as we concentrate our forces, it is still very possible to break through from the direction of La Spezia."

La Spezia is on the east side of Genoa, and the Argentine Army there is the weakest among the Austro-Saharan coalition, with less than 8,000 men.

Genoa still has 25,000 French troops, and there is a chance to defeat them.

Dimopin waved his hand sadly: "That will only get further and further away from France, and the Austrians will follow immediately. And we can't be sure how much food there is in La Spezia."

Serurier said anxiously: "But if this goes on, we won't even last until tomorrow..."

Dimopin sighed and looked at the front line where artillery fire was flying: "We did everything we could do. If we surrender helplessly, His Majesty the King and God will forgive us."

The officers in the command center all bowed their heads.

At this moment, Junot's frantic shouting came from outside the house, and the sound was so loud that it even overwhelmed the rumbling of the cannons, "Ship! The ship is coming! It's our ship!"

Dimobin stood up suddenly, rushed out of the office with unprecedented agility, looked at Junot and shouted: "What ship? Did you see it clearly? How many ships are there?"

"I saw it with my own eyes, I swear! There are a total of 7 ships, no, it seems to be 8, all steamships, and they have entered the port!" The latter was so excited that his tone changed, "Governor Ebiaso has sent people to unload the cargo."

Dimobin felt a huge sense of happiness surged to his head, and immediately made a cross on his chest devoutly: "Thank Almighty God, thank you for not forgetting us..."

Yes, Trok and his party drove at full speed throughout the journey, and insisted on sailing as long as they could barely see the sea surface.

With their efforts, it took less than 6 days to transport the supplies to the port of Genoa.