"Soldiers! Our comrades-in-arms were massacred, and our people's homes were burned down! But we haven't even killed a single enemy yet!"
"Shame! This is a shame! France has never encountered such humiliation since ancient times!"
"The brave ones step forward, the cowards get out of our team...cross the sea of fire and pick all the invaders to death here!"
"Follow the military flag and move forward!" The brave veteran raised the military flag high, looking at the sea of fire in front of him as if it were nothing, and strode forward.
One, two, ten...hundreds, a thousand!
None of the French troops present retreated, they all marched forward in dense formation!
Boom boom boom... The sound of big leather boots trampling the ground suddenly sounded on the street, and at this moment, the special forces members who were gradually retreating finally became serious.
"Thanks to the military soul given by Emperor Napoleon himself! It is indeed a strong army! But it is a pity that you met us Chinese!"
"Don't get entangled with them, shoot alternately, cover each other, let's retreat..."
Bang bang bang... The rain of bullets continued to tilt to the rear. The soldiers around the French battle flag were shot to the ground one by one. But at this moment, they were all crazy. No one screamed, and all the wounded soldiers were so patient. On!
The big leather boots finally stepped into the sea of fire. The flames ignited the red military trousers and scorched the woolen military uniforms. However, these people were not afraid at all and still moved forward firmly.
The people are getting denser and denser, and the ground is covered with big leather boots. But I didn't expect that this is the best way to put out the fire. There are more and more people, and the leather boots that step on the flames are getting denser and denser.
In the end, the clumps of flames were stamped out alive. Except for the 30 or 40-year-old soldiers at the front who were severely burned, the rest of the soldiers were unscathed.
"That's cruel! These French guys are worthy of respect! No matter how incompetent those officials are, at least these low-level soldiers are good!"
"Quickly retreat... don't be reluctant to fight! Send flares into the sky!"
Seeing that the French finally rushed through the fire scene, these special operations team members did not dare to waste any more time, and jumped over the earth wall and retreated into the darkness.
How could the French army who rushed through the fire let the Chinese escape so easily? They roared and everyone charged together, and the shining bayonets pierced them directly.
The distance of thirty to forty meters was a matter of seconds, and soon the rear group of the last class collided with these French troops.
"Sir, retreat! Leave us alone... all three squads are here, charge back... buy time for your comrades!"
"It's time for our jade to be shattered! See you at the Ryukyu War Temple!"
In an instant, there was a sound of clashing of soldiers in the earthen wall, and the soldiers' bayonets strangled each other. Ten brothers from the third squad and a Prussian translator were all plunged into the sea of French troops.
"No..." The brothers who retreated exclaimed. Some subconsciously wanted to go back for rescue, but they were held tightly by the platoon leader.
"Don't go! There are thousands of French troops on the opposite side. It's useless for us to go... Damn it, let's retreat!"
"If you want revenge, wait for the final moment of the decisive battle!"
"Brothers of Class 3, keep going well, the heroic spirits are not far away! We will come back to summon the spirits for you!"
Boom, boom, boom... There was an explosion and flames shooting into the sky inside the earthen wall. It was the dying special operations team member who sounded the sound and set it on fire.
Eleven warriors died together with the French army here!
Before the war on the west side of Freiman Town was completely extinguished, the ambushers hiding in the north and east of the town saw signal flares in the sky.
"Ouch... the two platoons of the first battalion have succeeded. They have attracted most of the main force!"
"Very good, now it's time for us to act! Attack!"
In the dark night, civet-like figures began to approach the earthen wall quickly, and broke through quickly when the French guards were distracted. Gunshots and explosions occurred one after another, and the northern and eastern parts of the town suddenly fell into a bitter battle.
The defenders in the city wanted to rush out to chase the attackers just to the west, but when they saw another enemy attack coming from behind, they immediately knew they had been tricked.
"The ones to the west are suspected soldiers! The enemy's real attack direction is in the north and east...return for reinforcements! Return for reinforcements with the main force!"
Freimann is a border military town that directly confronts the German border city of Saarbrücken. Not to mention there is an important railway line that needs to be protected, so France has invested three thousand elites here.
Those who can brave the sea of fire are not elite soldiers. Those who can launch a hand-to-hand assault without the command of an officer are basically veterans.
It's a pity that no matter how elite the soldiers are, they can't replace the important role of the officers. In the small town of Fleman, France has not placed a real famous general. The two regiments are not even equipped with a brigade or division. And this The two nameless captains obviously had not experienced the war alone.
During the whole night's command process, the two men had many conflicts in their orders, and they failed to judge the Chinese's intentions. It was obviously a harassment battle, but they thought it was the enemy's general attack.
They divided half of the three thousand people to guard the railway, saying they were afraid that the enemy would come in and blow up the station and railway. This shows how outdated their thinking was.
Prussia treats railways like they cherish their eyeballs. When they later attack France, they will still need these railways to transport supplies, so how can they blow them up?
It was a pity that the two incompetent regiment commanders did not realize this. They thought that the Prussians were coming for the railway. As a result, half of the troops were locked on both sides of the railway, which had no effect at all.
The remaining 1,500 people became exhausted and stupid dogs. The police were constantly calling the police from all sides, and their legs were almost broken.
When the West City encountered an enemy attack, they sent troops to the West City. When there was a battle between the North City and the East City, they crossed the city to support them. Fortunately, they were all elite veterans, otherwise they would have been exhausted just running away.
The enemy attack lasted all night until it finally subsided at 3:30 in the morning, but by this time they had become frightened and no one dared to sleep anymore.
After waiting for the next day to celebrate the loss with rabbit eyes, they sadly discovered that just one night of harassment on their side had resulted in a loss of more than 390 people.
Although the number of people was small, the impact on morale was simply fatal. Looking at one third of the town that was burned down, all the French troops had an ominous premonition.
"Damn it, these Chinese dare to harass even Freeman, what kind of chaos will it be in other places...other places!"
You guessed it right. Just that night, the northern border area of Metz City was completely turned upside down by the Chinese. Countless camps were raided and many material warehouses were burned down.
Even the snipers of the vanguard shot and killed three scout rangers of the French Second Army!
When Frossard, the commander of the Second Army, received the latest information, he was so irritable that he kicked over the coffee table in front of him.
"How brave! These Chinese are so arrogant! Order the army to finish breakfast within twenty minutes. Saarbrücken must be captured today!"
"I want to capture Xiao Letian alive and present him as a prisoner to His Majesty!" chapter;
