2680 The way to win or lose

Style: Historical Author: Pure heartWords: 2085Update Time: 24/01/11 23:59:34
Frossard could no longer listen to anything. He was truly a die-hard loyalist to the Emperor. All he wanted at this moment was to preserve some strength for His Majesty.

In this war, they really underestimated the enemy and were too passive. These old generals always believed that this war was just an outing. As soon as the powerful French army was dispatched, the Prussian defense line would naturally be pierced.

They rehearsed their victorious marches on the map again and again, and they even fantasized about the glory of Jena again!

Comprehensive underestimation of the enemy led them to make wrong judgments, and their impetuous advance caused both the Eastern and Western Front regiments to suffer a big loss. Their front teeth collapsed at the first bite.

Xiao Letian had dismantled France's current armament situation before the war, and he had a clear insight into the secret thoughts of these soldiers.

Xiao Letian once said, "France's national power is much stronger than Prussia. In theory, once French national sentiment reaches its peak, all French men will become soldiers!"

"Of course this is an extreme example. France does not have that many rifles to arm its soldiers! So at the limit, France can mobilize between two and three million troops!"

"This number is also very scary. If it is really mobilized to this point, Prussia will not be able to win anyway!"

"But war will not be a simple game of stacking numbers. As long as we dismantle the composition of the French army, we will be able to formulate a plan!"

"The total number of standing army forces in France is around 800,000, and it is impossible for all of these people to be mobilized to the front line. In the early stage, the French Emperor was able to mobilize 400,000, which is the limit. It is even difficult for him to mobilize 300,000!"

"Because Prussia has implemented a very successful strategic deception, everyone in France underestimates the enemy. In order to win a quick victory, Napoleon III will definitely send his direct troops to fight the first tough battle!"

"Because he needs news of victory to quell all opposition in the country!"

"The foundation of Napoleon III's rule was actually 300,000 veterans. These veterans who inherited the spirit of Napoleon, the God of War, are all true professional soldiers!"

"They are completely out of contact with the people. The state provides for their food, drink, and toiletries. They cannot understand the hardships of workers and farmers, and they are separated from their emotional ties!"

"They are only loyal to the French Emperor, because the Emperor represents the Bonaparte family, the glory of victory and their money bags!"

"As long as the Emperor of France gives the order, these people don't care about any feelings of compatriots at all. They have suppressed workers' riots several times and how ruthless they were. You who are engaged in intelligence work know very well!"

"These 300,000 veterans have followed the French emperor in the north and south. They know nothing but war, and they can't think about anything but war!"

"So our initial strategic target is these 300,000 battle-hardened French veterans. These professional corps are our biggest threat!"

"We must launch the craziest attack, causing huge casualties among these veteran legions, greatly depleting their morale, and even forcing them to retreat step by step!"

"Don't look at me like that. Trust my judgment. These veteran regiments will definitely retreat after being disadvantaged by the war!"

"You ask me why? The reason is very simple, because they are all direct descendants of the Emperor of France. They will definitely want to leave some capital and seeds for the Emperor!"

"The more precious the thing, the more people cherish feathers. As long as our initial madness overwhelms their arrogance, then the minds of these French generals will turn around!"

"From a quick battle to conserving strength, it only takes a few seconds!"

"I believe that those veterans will still be brave, but I don't believe that those generals who have been softened by the sexy wind of Paris can still have such firm beliefs!"

"France will lose this battle because of their lack of unity and determination!"

Xiao Letian's judgment before the war was still fresh in his mind. Unexpectedly, just over half a month after the war broke out, the facts proved his judgment!

McMahon cautiously misjudged the Prussian offensive, and now Frossard also misjudged the number of enemies. Both vanguard armies actually made strategic mistakes.

It is clear that their own numbers are superior, but they all judge that the other party's numbers are superior. This kind of accidental coincidence is absolutely inevitable!

Inevitable by accident, in fact, in Xiao Letian's summary, France's purpose in fighting them from the beginning of this war was not pure!

Soldiers do not do what soldiers should do, but instead think about politics for the emperor without authorization. How can they not be defeated with this kind of misplaced thinking!

Frossard's order was issued, which immediately made the sluggish French army's morale even more depressed. The whole army saw that the front line was tight, but they were helpless. They watched friendly troops die in batches, and they could only stare in a daze. This kind of The feeling of being useless almost suffocated them.

Time passed minute by minute, and the battle had lasted for six hours. The front line facing the enemy was already covered with corpses, but the Prussian army lit countless torches. It seemed that they were planning to fight at night!

The crazier the Prussian army fought, the more Frossard felt that his judgment was more correct. At this moment, he could no longer listen to the opinions of his men, and he even had the idea of ​​retreat deep in his heart.

The hour hand pointed to 7:30 in the evening, and the entire high ground was illuminated by the light of torches. The enemy and we were still fighting fiercely at the foot of the mountain. At this moment, the Prussian army had broken through four lines of defense, and both sides were fighting for the fifth line of defense.

At this moment, on the edge of a steep cliff in the northwest of the highland, a ghost figure quietly emerged. It was a Chinese special operations team member, wearing camouflage clothes, with climbing irons commonly used by Japanese ninjas hanging on his hands and feet. claw.

A day's fighting focused all the attention of the French army on the foot of the mountain. This cliff with a height of fifteen meters became the weakest defense point.

Xiao Letian hid quietly in the bushes under the cliff, watching the civet-like special operations team members use their climbing iron claws to climb up dexterously, and soon dropped the ropes and ladders.

Xiao Letian was flanked by two Prussian army translators, but they were unable to speak at this moment. Two special forces members covered his mouth and nose and pushed them to the ground.

Xiao Letian smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I've wronged you both. I'll treat you to dinner later... But if I don't join in this bloody battle, my hands will really feel itchy!"

"Don't worry, you two. I'm just going to scare the enemy. I won't fight. How about that?"

Wuwuwu... Two Prussian army translators shouted, trying to say anything was in vain!