"Marshal, it seems the French Army is exuding a kind of blind optimism now!"
Jerome Bonaparte entered the room, frowned tightly, and spoke seriously to Marshal Saint Arno.
"Your Majesty, where did you get this information?" Marshal Saint Arno was momentarily stunned, then asked.
"Just now, when I went to the hospital's dining room!" Jerome Bonaparte recounted to Marshal Saint Arno what had happened in the cafeteria.
After listening to the story, Marshal Saint Arno felt somewhat indifferent. In his view, the achievements of the French Army on the Crimea Peninsula were evident, and it was only natural for pride to emerge within the army. Jerome Bonaparte's actions seemed a bit exaggerated.
However, even though Marshal Saint Arno thought the Emperor was making a fuss over nothing, he still displayed a serious analytical expression on his face.
