Albjock was fighting fiercely, and both sides were fighting for life and death around this place.

At this time, Wang Weiyi appeared in Moscow again. With the resolution of the Ukrainian issue and the advancement of the German army to the Orbchok region, it was time for the final resolution of the Russian issue.

The Grand Duke of Bellstock ran away. He gave up on Ukraine and ignored Orbchok even more. In his eyes, war became the most terrible thing, and his life was the first priority.

It seemed that only Moscow could give him a sense of safety.

The government strictly controls the news of Ukraine's failure, and they do not want the people to know even the slightest inside story. Only fooling the people well is the most important thing.

Therefore, almost all official newspapers, television stations and radio stations in Russia are promoting the heroic Russian army, and under the command of the great and wise Duke of Beerstoka, they are constantly winning.

It was under such a whitewashing that Gregory quietly slipped back to Moscow.

He also summoned Andreas, the Minister of Finance, and the Marquis of Andyak, Milosevic, Marquis of Rukhlia, Natalia, Marquis of Pereas, Khmelitsky, Marquis of Kardesh, Ronanova, Migrosky, and of course, his sons Ilya and the commander of the Moscow garrison Duyoshenko.

Now, these people have become his entire hope.

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Of course, these senior figures knew what happened in Ukraine. Some were panicked, but others were secretly happy.

After all, their opportunity finally came to their sight.

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"The Germans and the rebels will never give up such a good opportunity..." Grigoli seemed to have not come back from Ukraine's failure: "Before I entered Moscow, I had already received intelligence, those damn guys were attacking Orbchok. When most of them arrived, Orbchok would be difficult to keep defending, Kursk would be attacked, and then, Moscow."

Now, these Russian officials have felt the problem is serious.

But none of them spoke, just listened to Gregory saying: "Our three armies suffered a terrible failure and a new army must be formed. Mr. Chancellor of the Finance Department, how much funds can you allocate?"

Andreas was stunned for a moment: "His Grand Duke, our treasury has dried up..."

"Where is the money? What about so much money?" Gregory was suddenly dissatisfied, and his tone was full of blame: "Where are the military funds supported by the Americans? Where have they used?"

Andreas was so amused that the great duke actually asked where the money went? Did he himself not know that most of the money had been embezzled by him?

However, he would never say these words.

"His Grand Duke, the war has made us unable to make ends meet." Andreas could only say in such a vague manner: "Especially after the Ukrainian rebellion, we spent a lot of military expenses, so now our finances have become very tense, and there is really no way to form a new army."

"Add taxes and try every means!" The unhappy expression on Grigoli's face became more and more obvious: "Gentlemen, this is a time for life and death. Once Moscow falls into the hands of those people, all of us will die without a burial place! We will be hanged by those Germans! Gentlemen, today's difficulties are temporary. When we pass through safely, each of you will contribute to me, and I promise that we will never forget."

"The taxes are already very heavy..." Andreas said carefully: "If it continues to increase, it will cause extreme dissatisfaction among those people..."

"Don't worry about the thoughts of those humble guys!" Grigoli interrupted his Chancellor's words, and then looked at Duyoshenko: "My Commander, if the mobs resist, are you sure to calm them immediately?"

Duyoshenko responded respectfully: "I am willing to serve you, Lord Duke!"

The Grand Duke felt very satisfied. At this time, Duyoshenko's fat face made him look less hateful. The more he was at this time, the more he could test a person's loyalty.

The only way to deal with those mobs is to suppress them without mercy.

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Flatter! Andreas cursed in his heart. Russia's political situation has reached such a difficulty. Blind suppression will only arouse the dissatisfaction of the people and will eventually be out of control.

Didn't the Grand Duke and Duyoshenko know this?

But what else can I say as the Chancellor of the Finance Department?

Grigoli didn't care what others thought. In his opinion, with money, there was an army, and with the army, there was the capital to protect Moscow.

As for the people's dissatisfaction, it was not within his consideration.

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"What's going on with poor Lilipolesky?" At this time, Gregory finally remembered the death of Lilipolesky.

In fact, although he trusted Lilipolesky, he didn't care much about his death. This was his same attitude towards all his subordinates.

As long as this person does not die at the hands of the rebel party, there will be no problem.

He had asked Andreas before that in the mouth of the Chancellor of the Exchequer, Liliporsky might have been killed by Duyoshenko.

If it were in the past, Gregori would have given Duyoshenko severe punishment without mercy, and even threw him into prison. However, the failure of the battlefield now makes him dare not act rashly. After all, now is the time when people need the most. Especially just now, Duyoshenko's "loyalty" to himself, he decided to make this matter worse.

It's nothing more than jealousy between men.

But Duyoshenko didn't know the true thoughts of the Grand Duke. When he heard the Grand Duke talk about this, the fat on his face couldn't help but tremble rapidly.

Khmelitsky knew that it was time for him to come forward: "Dear Lord, the Minister of Security, is really distressing. Although we found some evidence at the scene, what do you say? It is not good for the garrison commander, but after our careful investigation, it is not ruled out that this is a frame-up. Judging from my personal attitude, I believe that the garrison commander is innocent, but the specific results need to be investigated."

Duyoshenko's heart was relieved.

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Andreas's expression changed. This was not what Khmelitsky had said before.

"Then keep investigating quickly." Gregory, who was not at all concerned, said indifferently: "But we must grasp what is the key point now."

"Yes, Lord Grand Duke, I will definitely do what you told me." At this time, Khmelitsky knew that the Grand Duke had gradually begun to trust him.

In fact, this is nothing. If you don’t trust the people in your family, can you still trust those outsiders?

At this time, Gregory finally put his mind on the issue he was most concerned about: "Mr. Migrosky, how is the oil field project in Armenia going on?"

"Everything is going on in an orderly manner..." Migrosky quickly replied: "Now, Mr. Lehman Rodney, a geological expert responsible for helping us successfully explore the oil field, is in charge of the project in detail, and the progress is very fast. The first investment promised by Mr. Petergoff has arrived, and the funds and manpower we allocated are in place. I believe that we will have a satisfactory result in not much."

This is the most worrying thing about Gregory and one of the reasons why he was determined to continue the decisive battle with the German army after Ukraine's defeat.

Russia can be defeated, but its own interests must not be lost. It would rather play the whole country in a fight to the death with Germany than protect the oil fields anyway.

Once the oil field is mined, it will bring a steady stream of money. For this reason, Grigoli will take any measures.

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He could sacrifice Russia's interests to beg the Allies to send troops directly, or even quietly talk to Germany, as long as his status was not shaken, he was willing to do anything.

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Perhaps, it was time to give the Germans some sweetness, and Gregory, the Grand Duke of Belstoka, thought so in his heart.

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To be continued...