I was a tycoon in World War I: Starting to save France

Chapter 956 The only army I can trust is the French army.

Charles firmly believed that Russia would continue the war.

It's not just due to historical inertia, but also driven by self-interest.

It's like investing in a project, and just when you think you're about to recoup your investment and make a profit, you give up at the last minute. Not only do you lose everything, but you also have to pay a large sum in compensation.

No one would do something so foolish.

However, Charles knew that this would be detrimental to Russia, and that the October Revolution awaited it in the future.

But this is not a problem that Charles needs to consider. The best, most economical, and fastest way to protect Romania, or rather, his own oil fields, is to pull Russia back into the war.

Queen Mary did just that; instead of returning home, she flew to Russia immediately to lobby Brusilov.

Brusilov sent a telegram to Charles: "Your analysis is correct, but do you really think that we are in a situation where it is still appropriate to continue fighting the Germans?"

Charles felt guilty, but he still replied to the call without hesitation:
“You should know that, General.”

"This is not a decision made by you, nor by me, nor even by Russia."

"The Germans have absolute control; you should probably ask them this question!"

After saying all this, Charles's guilt completely disappeared.

"That's none of my business," Charles thought.

Brusilov thought about it and realized that Charles was right; this was not a situation that could be controlled by human power.
Germany, basking in victory, was unlikely to easily cease hostilities; they demanded territory, money, and reparations.

Russia had only two options: surrender or resistance.

Brusilov chose to resist; he nodded and telegraphed Charles back:
"I will do as you suggest; your suggestion is excellent."

"It is much easier to reinforce Romania than to organize a defensive line on Russian soil, because it is the German rear."

"At the same time, Romania has abundant food, minerals, and oil. If Romania falls, it means that Russia will lose all hope of resistance!"

Charles breathed a sigh of relief.

The next step is to send transport planes to Romania to carry 2000 paratroopers to buy time. Russian reinforcements will arrive in a few days, and Romania will be able to hold out.

Before he could even turn around, Charles received a letter of thanks from Queen Mary:
“Unbelievable, we actually convinced General Brusilov.”

"Thank you very much, Lieutenant General. You have once again saved Romania. Your wisdom is unmatched."

"I wish I could be by your side right now to express my deepest gratitude!"

Queen Mary, however, remained somewhat worried. She asked, "Can General Brusilov persuade the provisional government? I've heard that the provisional government is in disarray and lacks experience in governing the country."

"Don't worry," Charles replied. "Even in chaos, even if everyone has their own agenda, they will be able to reach a consensus on this issue, and it won't be long."

The only thing that can unite capitalists is profit.

They couldn't possibly miss such a huge profit right in front of them.

……

As soon as Charles sat down at his desk, a guard stepped forward and reported, "General, King Constantine I of Greece is at the door and wishes to speak with you."

Charles frowned. The King of Greece?

Regarding whether the British should withdraw their troops from Greece.
Why don't the representatives stationed in Paris come to talk? Why do they all travel so far to come in person?
Then Charles realized that this seemed to be a matter of etiquette in their eyes: it seemed too hasty to have the representative in Paris come to see such an important person as Charles to talk about matters of national life and death.

Before he knew it, Charles realized that he had become a big shot who made the Queen and the King act with extreme caution.

“Let him in,” Charles said.

Constantine I, dressed in military uniform, strode into the office with a smile on his face. When he saw Charles standing up to greet him, he quickly took off his military cap and stepped forward to shake hands: "It is a pleasure to see you again, Lieutenant General."

“Me too, Your Majesty.” Charles had intended to invite Constantine I to sit on the sofa, but seeing Constantine I glance in the direction of the British military offices, he understood his hesitation. “Let’s talk in the conference room,” Charles gestured behind him.

Constantine I breathed a sigh of relief and nodded gratefully to Charles: "Thank you, Lieutenant General."

The meeting room was much quieter now. Although you could still hear the beeping of the radio and the calls from the communications soldier, it was no longer a problem.

Charles handed Constantine I a cup of coffee, and seeing that he was still tense and restless, he comforted him, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, this is France. No one in France dares to do anything to you, not even the British."

Constantine I breathed a sigh of relief and glanced gratefully at Charles:
"Thank you very much, Lieutenant General."

“I know this, and it’s ironic to me.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean any offense. I just mean that I’m safer in France than in my own country.”

His voice carried a hint of bitterness and helplessness.

Charles sighed inwardly, "This must be what they mean by the survival of the fittest."

If a country is not strong enough, the king will always be at the mercy of others.

If not, it's because they have no value to us!
Constantine I then launched into a self-pitying tirade, seemingly lamenting his misfortunes, yet also accusing England of its crimes:

“I have been assassinated several times. Although the assassins were Greek and they pretended to be accidents, I believe they were connected to the British.”

"They're capable of anything for profit."

"I'm so glad that you're different from the British, and that you lead France!"

……

Charles listened quietly, offering encouragement from time to time.

He understood Constantine I very well. He had never encountered any setbacks in his life and was deeply influenced by German military thought during his training at a German military academy.

Having commanded several battles, he was full of vigor and eager to revitalize Greece, only to suddenly realize that he was nothing in the face of great powers, and not only his throne but even his life was threatened.

The helplessness, frustration, and humiliation were things he had never experienced before in his life.

This sudden turn of events left him flustered and unsure of what to do; Charles was his last straw.

“I will keep my promise, Your Majesty,” Charles said.

"France will respect the sovereignty of every country, and Greece has joined the League of Nations, so we are allies."

"I believe that it will not be long before Parliament withdraws the French troops stationed in Greece."

Constantine I tensed up: "No, General, I hope you will not withdraw the French troops."

"What?" Charles thought he had misheard.

Wasn't the withdrawal of British and French troops from Greece Constantine I's wish?

Constantine I nodded firmly:
"General, the only army I can trust is the French army."

"With French troops stationed in Greece, the British won't be too audacious, and I still have a place to stay."

"But if the French troops withdraw, I can't believe what will happen."

Charles understood.

Once the French troops withdraw from Greece, the British will have the opportunity to "occupy" the entire Greek territory.

This was something Constantine I did not want to see.

(End of this chapter)