The bell rang and the highest-level fireworks were lit. The sudden changes on the battlefield caught both the French and Prussian armies by surprise.
The most nervous person at the moment was not Frossard and the others, but the brigade commander Cameko who was commanding the battle at the foot of the mountain. This loyal Prussian soldier, although he didn’t know how Xiao Letian reached the enemy’s hinterland, he didn’t know at this moment. Time to think.
He tore off the cloak from his back, drew out his sword and shouted, "All the Prussians, listen! The Führer has already reached Rosenberg, and the Führer has placed himself in the most dangerous place!"
"Soldiers, even the Supreme Commander of the Allied Forces in the East is trapped in a desperate situation fighting the enemy. Are our Prussian warriors going to make our friendly troops laugh?"
"Starting from me at this moment, all soldiers, some officers and soldiers, some civil and military personnel! All attack!"
Cameco's roaring voice was filled with tears, "Soldiers! If anything happens to the head of state today, we will all have to go to court-martial and we will all be buried with him!"
"Kill Rosenberg! Save the Führer! Kill..."
At this moment, the most senior commander on the battlefield of the Prussian army is Cameko. The one with a higher rank than him is still more than ten miles away. His orders now have the highest authority!
All the Prussian troops present went crazy, and even the troops of the two regiments that had just come to support were excited by the current battle situation.
"Soldiers! We've caught up, we've caught up with the bloody battle!"
"The Supreme Commander-in-Chief of the East is fighting for his life on the top of the mountain, what should we do?"
"Kill!" Countless soldiers were trembling with excitement inspired by the bloody red rose in the sky. At this moment, their morale had reached its peak.
"Even the Chinese friendly forces are trying their best, how can we fall behind? This is our Prussian national war, who will die if we don't die!"
"Long live the Führer! Long live the King!"
This was the first time that the Prussian soldiers shouted the slogan "Long Live the Führer". All three thousand troops, including officers, rushed forward. In this dark night, the Prussians were completely desperate for their lives!
"Set off fireworks! Send the highest level request for help signal to our following troops!"
"Tell them that life and death are on the line here and we need the rescue of all Prussians!"
"The artillery fires, don't worry about us, shoot towards the enemy's position, don't be afraid of accidental damage!"
Bang bang bang... Flares exploded in the sky. The Prussian army almost used up all the flares, and hundreds of sparks instantly lit up in the sky.
The French army was all dumbfounded. Anyone who knew nothing about military affairs knew that the Prussians were already trying their best. All the Prussian troops at the foot of the mountain were pressing up, and all the military flags were surging up the hillside.
Boom, boom, boom... the Prussian artillery fired like crazy, and the shells almost grazed the heads of their comrades and flew into the position.
Explosions came and went, and fire shot into the sky! The French army who was fighting fiercely was stunned by the bombing. They didn't understand why the Prussian army was so crazy. It was obvious that the shock wave of the artillery shells had affected their own people.
These * fragments are even harvesting the lives of their own people, but they are still firing!
"Why? Why is this!"
Looking at the sudden appearance of senior officers among the Prussian soldiers, when they saw the officers with the golden general's star also shooting, these French soldiers roared in anger!
"Why? What happened?"
Why? Frossard also wanted to know why. He wanted to confirm whether the bell ringer on the tower was actually Xiao Letian? If it is really him, then capture him alive and this battle will be won in the end.
But he doesn't dare to gamble yet, what if he doesn't? What if the person above was just one of Xiao Letian's generals, and everything he did was a scam?
When the time comes when I trap the army here, more Prussian troops will surround me and I will be completely eaten!
Time waits for no one, should I take a gamble?
Frossard was going crazy. His hands were trembling and he was at a loss. Whether to leave or stay was a big question.
Of course Xiao Letian on the tower couldn't see Frossard's appearance at the moment, but he could roughly guess the confusion in the French people's hearts.
"Haha, you don't dare to gamble anymore? Are you afraid that attacking me will waste time? Is it worth getting stuck here for me?"
"What if I am a fake? What if I waste time and fail to catch the real thing, and end up being surrounded by Prussian reinforcements? By then you, a thirty thousand veteran, will all be gone!"
"But you are still not willing to give in. You see that the biggest fat is right next to your mouth, and you are reluctant to leave without taking a bite, right? Do you think this is the best opportunity to change the situation of the war?"
"Hahaha... I bet you are a coward, I bet you will run away!"
"Why? Because I know that Napoleon III is at the end of his strength, and I know that the destiny of your empire is doomed!"
"You are a bunch of fucking selfish people. When you, the general, no longer think about war, but are distracted by thinking about politics, it means that you are old and your hearts have become decrepit!"
"The Chinese and Prussians are the newborn sun, and luck lies with us!"
Dang, dang, dang... the bells rang quickly and densely, as if urging Frossard to make a quick decision!
Perhaps the fate of the country has really changed. Just when Frossard was at a loss, suddenly more than ten miles away in the northeast, the sky suddenly lit up with the light of countless exploding flares!
"Commander! Look to the northeast! There are countless flares lighting up in the northeast!"
"Damn it! This is the Prussian reinforcements responding to the call for help just now!" Frossard jumped to his feet anxiously. "What did I say? I said that the enemy's troops are far more powerful than ours, but you still don't believe it!"
"Look at the two to three hundred signal bombs that are lit up. It must be more than one hundred thousand. This is Moltke's main force!"
"I don't want to die here. I ordered the entire army to retreat! Break out toward Metz...withdraw!"
Frossard made his decision, and his last bit of fighting spirit was thrown into the Atlantic Ocean. The Chinese in front of him became an invincible existence, and the "hundred thousand army" in the distance was chasing his life. Lock.
Frossard retreated, and he led his army to break through to the southwest during the night. The 25,000-strong army lost all their baggage, and Sayazi fled towards Metz.
This time it was a real rout. The retreat from Saarbrücken was considered a strategic shift, because they took away more or less 70% of the supplies.
But this time they threw away all their supplies and ran away. It's hard to estimate how many soldiers were lost along the way.
Seeing the French torches receding from the southwest like a sea tide, Xiao Letian suddenly felt a chill on his back. When he reached out and touched it, he was soaked with sweat.
He would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous. He let go of the bell rope and sat down on the ground. "Give me a cigarette, give me a cigarette quickly..."
"It's so damn exciting! It's so enjoyable, so enjoyable!"
