There was a full regiment of cavalry escorting Bismarck and Old Moltke. They were all Prussia's most elite King's Guards. They passed through the northern border and directly crossed the undefended French border.
The blood and fire on the walls of Saarbrücken has not yet been wiped dry, but this small border town has become an important logistics base for the Prussian army's offensive.
A few days ago this was the forefront of the war, but now it has transformed into a logistics support base for the army and the rear area.
When Bismarck rushed his horse onto the pontoon bridge, the bombed railway bridge around him was being quickly repaired by Prussian engineers. The French never imagined that blowing up the bridge was also part of a strategic deception.
At the beginning of the war, the Prussian army stored a set of parts according to the original specifications of the railway bridge and buried them in the soil on the river bank.
The engineers were very careful when blowing up the bridge. They did not destroy the foundation of the bridge. The stone pillars erected on the river were not damaged at all. All they blew up were the steel construction of the bridge.
It is very simple to repair this kind of damage. Engineers dug out the steel structure that had been hidden in advance, then put rivets and screws on it. Finally, laid rails and stones, and the entire bridge could be reopened to traffic.
Moltke looked at the half-repaired railway bridge and said with a smile, "Looking at the speed, in three days at most, our train will be able to enter France with great swagger. As long as our logistics is not messed up, this will not happen." We will definitely win the battle!"
Bismarck nodded, "I have no doubt about this. The news of the victory in the Battle of Walter and the Spicylin Heights is destined to inspire all German states. Those doubting kings and grand dukes will suddenly wake up to their stupidity. They will We will definitely increase our efforts to support this war!"
"After all, this is their last chance to show their loyalty to Prussia! You can be sure that our logistical pressure will be greatly reduced in the future, and someone will naturally provide us with money and supplies!"
"That's right, that's right!" Old Moltke twirled his beard. "Not only that, the City of London will also undergo huge changes inspired by the news of our victory!"
"All our Prussian national bonds and stocks will skyrocket. No one will be willing to sell them anymore. They will desperately grab as much as they can, and our financial assets will double or even dozens of times!"
"Hahaha... war is so sweet. As long as we can win, we can solve all problems!"
Bismarck galloped forward and said loudly, "And those bankers! And the Jews! They are all a group of greedy vampires... Just like Xiao Letian said, those people only know how to add icing on the cake and never know how to provide help in times of need. !”
"When your business is booming, they will come to your door and ask you for a loan, as much as you want! But when you have bad luck and fail everywhere, those people will never lend a helping hand. of!"
"Now that we have demonstrated our strength on the battlefield, those short-sighted people have all misjudged this occupation. Just wait and see, those shameless bankers will take the initiative to go to Hamburg and even Berlin to send us money. !”
"How refreshing it is to nourish our Prussian bodies and minds with French flesh and blood!"
"Come on, let's blackmail this fat pig together!"
The Imperial Guard cavalry escorted the two big men of the empire, and the angry horses rushed towards the Spicillin Heights like dragons.
After crossing the pontoon bridge in Saarbrücken and entering France, we saw that everything here has become a place dominated by the Prussian army.
All the roads are filled with advancing troops, and the long queues can be seen at a glance. The entire division of the following Prussian army is moving upwards!
Scattered gunfire rang out from time to time in the forest. It was the Prussian cavalry and the Bavarian mountain infantry that were cleaning up spies and the remaining French troops.
All the French towns were silent, and all the residents of the small villages ran away. The citizens in the towns trembled and looked at the French troops on the road, closing their doors one by one and praying to God.
Of course, the Prussian army would not abuse these people, but it was impossible to give them any preferential treatment. Many mayors and village chiefs were taken out of their homes. Under the threat of the Prussian army, these towns provided countless horse materials and timber. And food.
The entire northwestern border of France has been completely occupied and has become the land of the Prussians!
Old Moltke looked at such a scene and felt the joy of a conqueror in his heart. "When Napoleon I invaded our Prussia, he must have been so happy in comparison!"
"And today, we finally avenged our ancestors! God bless us!"
Bismarck said lightly, "We can't just thank God, we also have to thank our allies in the east!"
"It can be said that the victory in the Battle of Walter was within our expectations, because our main attack direction was on the eastern front... But this victory on the western front is really unexpected!"
"It's all thanks to Xiao Letian and his army that Sibi Xilin Highlands was able to win so beautifully! I didn't expect that they were not only good at defending but also good at attacking!"
Old Moltke also said with emotion, "Yes! During the Austro-Prussian War, the bloody battle at Stone Bridge Heights allowed us to get to know these Eastern soldiers again, but I have to confess that I have not completely changed the old impression of the past!"
"I have always thought that Eastern soldiers are weak. I have always felt that what the Chinese are best at is digging trenches and then defending... Aren't they capable of building the Great Wall? Defense is the talent of their nation!"
"But what happened here today has changed my perception. When I see Xiao Letian later, I want to express my apology to him... I never expected that these Chinese soldiers are so good at fighting!"
"The most important thing is that they created some new tactics that none of us had thought of. Before, we all doubted whether those weird military uniforms were effective, but now it seems that they are very effective!"
While the two big guys were chatting, a Guards officer next to him smiled and said, "Sir, do you know, it has been spread on the front line that these Chinese soldiers are nicknamed Dark Elves!"
"This has become synonymous with them. As long as the dark elves are mentioned, it means these Chinese soldiers... The French will tremble when they hear this name!"
"If you don't believe me, ask the French people in the villages and towns along the way. Every one of them knows the nickname of the dark elf!"
"Especially the snipers among the dark elves. Our soldiers didn't know how to translate these three Chinese characters. As a result, they called those people 'Chinese Hunters' according to their own understanding. As long as this word is mentioned, then They represent these sharpshooters of the Chinese ethnic group!"
"Dark Elf? Chinese Hunter? It's only been a few days since the war began, and Xiao Letian has led his men to achieve such a prestigious reputation. It's really not easy!"
"It makes me a little jealous of him!" Old Moltke muttered.
