Suvorov Page #3

-Read it!

I order you!

Poem... a poem, Your Majesty.

Related to Your Majesty.

Seems that count Suvorov is not only

the Field Marshal, but a poet, too.

The rumor ascribes this to him.

-Read it!

"You are not the crowned head

in Peter's glorious city,

But a despot and corporal

on the parade ground."

Get out! Out! Out!

How many troops Suvorov has in Tulchin?

60 thousand bayonets, Your Majesty.

It was ordered to disband his

headquarter and send 'em here.

Did those generals arrive here?

-No, Your Majesty.

Only two colonels arrived with

communiques, Your Majesty.

With communiques?

Who are they?

-Tyurin and...

Lobashkin, Your Majesty.

Their families background?

-Nobles of the soldiers, Your Majesty.

Fosterlings of Suvorov. For him,

they would go thru ice and fire!

Hmm!

Those Colonels...

tell them to be on the

square during inspection.

I will interrogate them!

Suvorov will learn what obedience is.

Don't linger here, get out!

Send him the order by a loyal officer.

Order is ready, Your Majesty.

Enter!

Give this package with His

Majesty's personal order,

to Field Marshal Suvorov.

And watch the people around you.

If you notice the

spirit of disobedience...

report it in detail.

Go!

Who are you?

Your Imperial Majesty, colonel Tyurin,

headquarter of South-Western army.

-What for are the crosses?

For Ismail, for Warsaw, for Rome.

-Why are you standing like that?!

Why the old uniform?

Where are the braids and curls?

Don't you know the rules?!

Who do you deign to obey, sir?!

Field Marshal Suvorov, Your Majesty.

Awards befit someone

who, above all, honors

the duty of obedience to his Emperor.

Take off his sword!

To the fortress!

Remove the crosses!

Attention!

-Stand still!

Attention!

Fall in!

What's that regiment?!

Third Light Infantry,

of Suvorov, Your Majesty.

Colonel to me!

Regiment! About face!

Regiment! About face!

Direction:
straight to Siberia! March!

Direction:
straight...

to Siberia! March!

I will drive the Suvorov

spirit out of them.

Suvorov's fighting troops

were in the far away Tulchin

His Excellency

General-in-chief Suvorov?

Here, Your Excellency!

Where is my regiment going?

-To Siberia.

Rumors has it that

they have passed Kazan.

Were you at the parade that day?

-I was.

Was my communique presented

to the sovereign? -No.

It was on the chest of mister

Colonel... under the uniform.

And the bullet...

-I know! I know everything.

Where's the other Colonel?

In the fortress.

So...

Thank you.

Take a rest from the road.

"You, whom we revered as the first,

remain the last.

Please favor and act

according to the regulations

without bringing up reminders

of the duty of the service,

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