Frossard didn't know how the war ended up like this. It was obvious that his side had the advantage, but on the battlefield, he seemed to be suppressed by the Prussian army!
It cannot be explained. All the textbooks in military academies cannot explain this difficult problem. Perhaps only those philosophers or theologians can give an ambiguous answer, that is, the destiny of the country has changed!
National destiny is an extremely subtle term, but at this moment it is a real reality that people can touch!
Just like Xiao Letian said, "The heaven and the earth are all working together to transport heroes, but there is no freedom to transport heroes!" '
Chaotic logistics supplies, turbulent public sentiment, the rise and fall of the labor movement, the generational crisis of military personnel, even these veteran generals who have fought in the war are in a daze... Various negative drags are actually gathering together at this moment, It became a huge chaos that dragged down the battle!
No one can explain clearly what this is. This is a chaotic force, an extremely decayed aura!
Maybe if one or two of these minor problems occur alone, then based on France's strong national strength, there will not be any big problems. But when countless minor problems break out at the same time, then even if the God of War Napoleon I is reborn, it may not be a big problem. It is difficult to save the overall situation.
Frossard's head felt like it was filled with lead, and it was so heavy that it was crushing his neck. Countless voices were pounding and echoing in his head, and the urgent urgings of the generals around him were like flies buzzing.
He kept shouting in his heart, "Kill them, the enemy is only six to seven thousand, and I have twenty-five thousand elites. As long as I order a counterattack, I will be able to completely eat these Prussians!"
"I have this ability, and my soldiers also have this ability!"
But just when he was about to make this decision, another voice sounded in his heart.
"No! Frossard, you have to calm down. War is not just on the battlefield. Have you ever thought about the cruel struggles in the political arena?"
"France will definitely win, because we have countless human and strategic resources. The south can easily pull out a million troops to support the northern front. We will definitely win this war in the end!"
"But before victory, what will you, Frossard, get? If you consume your own soldiers in the first phase of the war, how many troops will you have after victory?"
"You have to think clearly about how much credit a general without strength can get!"
Frossard couldn't help but shudder, and he took back the decision he was about to make.
At this time, another voice roared again, "Asshole, how can you think like this? Do you know that this is treason?"
"This is a war between two nations, a battle of life and death. How can you have such selfish thoughts at this time? The whole Prussian nation has fought hard for this war. Are you still here thinking about your own merits?"
"The empire needs victory, and your majesty needs victory even more! Have you forgotten how much pressure your majesty is facing now? Those republicans and workers are colluding together..."
"They held demonstrations, they spread reactionary publications, they even staged armed riots... Those people have come forward step by step. They want to reorganize the government and overthrow His Majesty!"
"If His Majesty fails at this time, then they will have more excuses to attack His Majesty!"
"General, you have to think deeply, you have to win for His Majesty!"
Frossard's waist suddenly straightened up, as if he was about to make up his mind!
"Hehehe..." A ghostly laughter sounded in his heart, "Is this really the case? Don't lie to yourself, the truth of the matter is not like this at all!"
That insidious voice began to confuse me again, "Frossard, you have to think carefully about how the King of France came to power? Think about it again?"
"Hahaha...don't you know? Your Majesty got into power by conspiracy and riots!"
"He colluded with the traditional aristocracy that was about to end, and of course the capitalists who longed for colonies, and agreed to them countless conditions in exchange for their support!"
"This is the foundation of his rise to power. Do you really think he is a wise king loved by all people?"
"The most important point is the support of the military class for the Bonaparte family! This is the basis of everything. Why did the nobles, capitalists and even the church choose him in the end?"
"Not because he has the blood of the Bonaparte family, he can inherit the mantle of Napoleon, the God of War!"
"The French military class who needed the glory of victory finally came behind him, and this world-strong army that inherited the blood of Napoleon I is the foundation of his rule!"
The devil's voice has gained the upper hand at this moment, and he has completely controlled Froshad's thoughts.
"General, you have to understand! With the army, he is the French Emperor. Without the army, he is nothing, even worse than a dog!"
"And in the army, which soldiers support the emperor the most? It's the veterans under your command who fought with His Majesty in the Crimean War, the Qing Dynasty, and Mexico!"
"These professional soldiers are His Majesty's supporters. If they are here, the army will be stable. If they are gone, the entire army will mutiny!"
"Do you think that Gambetta's newly formed legions in the south will be loyal to the emperor? Do you really think that the rioting army armed by the working class will be loyal to His Majesty?"
"Are you having a brain cramp? Are you crazy? What you should do now is to preserve His Majesty's strength and his vitality to govern!"
"Be careful, don't fight so fanatically, conserve your strength, and then let the local garrison corps die more, and let the new recruits die more..."
"Anyway, victory will ultimately belong to France. When the time comes, the French Emperor's veteran army will still exist. This is the basis for His Majesty's future governance!"
"A general without veterans is worse than a dog, so an emperor without veterans is actually worse than a dog!"
"Do you understand now? My general!"
"I figured it out, of course I figured it out!" Frossard shouted as if he had woken up from a sleepwalk.
"Pass my order. This headquarters is not allowed to act without permission. Let our soldiers stick to their positions... The enemy... Since the enemy dares to attack us like crazy like this, it means... it means they must have reinforcements and even have a conspiracy!"
"General!" The surrounding officers exclaimed. They did not expect that after such a long time of thinking, they would finally get such a cowardly and incompetent order.
"This is a waste of life! General, this is a waste of life! Why do you insist on not fighting when you can obviously win and defeat the enemy? Why!"
With a loud bang, Frossard punched the city wall brick. "I am the supreme commander, and I have the final authority to interpret the battlefield! If I say no movement, no movement is allowed. Just let the front line hold!"
Before he finished speaking, bursts of bugles suddenly came from the northeast of the battlefield. As if to verify Frossard's judgment, a black line suddenly appeared on the horizon, followed by about two regiments of Prussian troops. Horizon came to kill.
"Damn it, didn't you see? Isn't this reinforcement from the Prussian army? They really have reinforcements!"
The generals next to them were almost crying, "General, even if reinforcements come, they will only be two regiments. With these people added together, there are not as many people as we have!"
"By the time the main force of the Prussian army arrives, we will have already eaten up all these people at the foot of the mountain! How can you be so afraid of battle!"
