Chapter 585 The Intimidating Effect of "Hidden Rules"

Jean Bleu Command, it’s past eleven o’clock on Christmas Eve.

Ciel had nothing to do but no rest.

He was reading a novel, "The Legend of Ulanspig", which tells the story of the protagonist's tenacious struggle for national liberation and freedom of belief.

But in fact, Ciel was using this to kill time and wait for the changes that might happen tonight.

A few meters away, Gamelin took the telegram from his staff officer, glanced at it, smiled slightly, and walked slowly towards Charles' desk. His military boots made a heavy sound every time he stepped on them, as if in demonstration.

Gamelin came to Charles, pretended to stand up and salute, and then handed over the report: "Your Excellency Commander, there is a telegram from Paris. They plan to transfer two divisions from the British Expeditionary Force and another division from Army Group North to assist us. quell the unrest.”

His tone slowed and deepened when he spoke of "quelling the unrest," as if he was worried that Ciel wouldn't hear.

Charles didn't move, still crossing his legs and flipping through the book in his hand.

Gamelin gently placed the telegram on the table in front of Charles, bent slightly and said mockingly: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty Commander, Jean Blue is safe."

"Really?" Charles asked in a calm voice: "What are you going to do after these troops arrive? Let the British take over our battlefield, or let them take over our troops?"

Gamelin was stunned. He indeed had no further plans, but he still replied: "I will discuss a plan with Lieutenant General Ives, and everything will be restored to its original state."

Charles smiled softly without raising his eyelids: "I heard that you are the smartest general in France. I doubt it."

The smile on Gan Molin's face stagnated, but quickly recovered: "That's not important. What's important is whether you are smart enough. Do you think so, Commander?"

He stared at Ciel as he spoke.

Ciel looked up at Gamelin: "If I were smart enough, should I give up everything I am doing and admit defeat to you?"

"Almost." Gan Molin nodded slightly: "It's still too late."

Then he added:

"There's no need for us to waste time, General. I mean there's no need to have troops running back and forth in this dangerous time."

“There’s no point in persisting if you’re destined to fail.”

"You'll make wise choices, right? I'm sure you're a smart man."

Charles sighed lightly and shook his head slightly: "Poor Mr. Gamelin, you haven't figured out the situation until now."

"What?" Gan Molin's eyes were filled with surprise.

Charles's address to him changed, becoming "Monsieur Gamelin" instead of "General."

He understood in the next second that Ciel's words meant that he was not worthy of being a "general".

Gan Molin's face darkened, he gritted his teeth and revealed a fierce look: "They say you are a conscientious capitalist, but it seems that is not the case. You will regret your stubbornness today!"

Charles closed the book and put it on the table, then pushed the telegram back to Gamelin:

"Do you think the parliament sent troops to quell the so-called unrest?"

"Think about it, why did Parliament mobilize the British army? Do they want the French army to conflict with the British army?"

Gan Molin was stunned.

It seems that it is not appropriate to send British troops to quell the unrest. The conflicts within the French army should be resolved by themselves. In addition, the British army may complicate the problem or even cause misunderstandings.

"This is not something you need to consider." Gan Molin replied: "You seem to be unable to protect yourself."

"I agree." Charles smiled and nodded: "This is something you need to consider."

"What do you mean?" Gan Molin asked.

Charles Shiran replied: "When parliament encounters a difficult problem that cannot be solved, their most common method is to divert the conflict and people's attention."

Gamelin laughed: "You mean, the Parliament wants to divert the attention of the soldiers to the British?"

He didn't believe a word of it.

Charles replied sternly:

"It's not the soldiers, it's the people."

"At this time, the Parliament was in a difficult situation. They brought in British troops to make people think that the whole thing was related to British coercion, so that they could find a way out."

"Simply put, Parliament is ready to throw in the towel and you think I am losing the battle."

Gan Molin looked at Charles blankly, and suddenly laughed "haha": "Maybe I'm not as smart as others say, but I'm not stupid, General. I won't be scared by you..."

Charles interrupted Gamelin, his voice full of confidence:

"Let me tell you what happens next."

"The transferred troops may have some minor conflicts with the 6th Army, just like you said to quell the unrest, but they can actually do nothing."

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"It won't be long before councils step in as peacemakers and they try to appear to be the 'middlemen' rather than the instigators."

"In the end, they will even give me some rewards to appease me and the soldiers of the 6th Army. They will also transfer you and hand over the command of the 6th Army to me in exchange for the stability of the army."

The smile on Gan Molin's face gradually disappeared.

This indeed seems to be something that Parliament can do to make the British take the blame and avoid damaging the prestige of Parliament.

"You, are you so sure?" Although Gan Molin said this, his heart was already shaken.

Charles raised his eyebrows: "We'll see."

The answer is obvious. No matter how many troops are dispatched to such a "turmoil", it will be useless because they don't know who the "enemy" is or where the "enemy" is, and they can't quell the so-called turmoil at all.

Gamelin returned to his position in a depressed mood. He felt that Charles was right and the parliament might have to bow its head.

What Gamelin couldn't accept the most was that Charles had set up a good game to control everything to develop in the direction he wanted, but Gamelin didn't even understand it. When Charles was about to win, he went to persuade him to surrender triumphantly!

Gamelin felt his face burning, and all he could think of was Charles's ridicule: "Are you the smartest general in France?", "Mr. Gamelin!", "We'll see"!

No, it won't end like this.

The parliament will not let Charles go like this. He committed a terrible crime and should be punished!

However, whether Gamelin was willing or not, things were moving in a direction that was favorable to Charles.

Just as Gamelin was trying to guess the intention of the parliament, a staff officer came up to Gamelin with a document and reported in a low voice: "General, this document specifically requires the signature of General Charles."

"What?" Gamelin suddenly raised his head and glared at the staff officer, as if to say: Who is so bold to openly disobey Charles's order to "override" him.

The staff officer replied in embarrassment: "The brigade commander and regiment commander on the front line said that if they do not recognize Charles' command, they may not live to see tomorrow..."

Gamelin was speechless for a moment.

The "hidden rules" have already had a deterrent effect, and the brigade commander, regiment commander and staff officers on the front line have to recognize Charles' command!

Charles has actually won this "battle" because the command is being transferred to him!