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It was such a great feeling to step onto the enemy's land like a conqueror. Prince Karl, who was riding a tall horse, looked down at the humble ants at his feet, and his heart felt like waves.
Thinking back to when Napoleon dominated Europe, when he led his troops to crush the hopes of the Jenap army... Was he in such a happy mood?
Look at these Red Cross doctors and nurses, look at those humble, wailing French soldiers! Where have their arrogance and pride gone?
"I never expected that the proud second-largest military power in the world...the arrogant France would actually be reduced to relying on wounded soldiers to fend off pursuing troops!"
"What did you gain from your bloody battle? In the end, it was just abandonment! McMahon abandoned you, and the King of France abandoned you too!"
"And the most important thing is! The times...it is the times that have abandoned you!"
Prince Carl's words were extremely harsh, and these French soldiers were all flushed with excitement, but the situation was stronger than the others. A defeat is a defeat. All the wounded soldiers lowered their heads, and some of the seriously injured soldiers even fainted in anger.
The director of the field hospital came over and bowed to Prince Carl, "Dear sir, they are your enemies on the battlefield, and their lives are determined by the emperor and generals..."
"But at this moment, they are just poor people struggling on the line of life and death. Their lives at this moment should be controlled by God..."
"Please have mercy on them and give them a way to survive!"
Prince Carl looked at the people with the Red Cross embroidered on their bodies, and his expression softened slightly. Prussia was also one of the member states that joined the Red Cross organization, and of course he had to abide by the convention.
"God bless you, kind sir. Of course I can promise not to harm them, and I can also provide you with necessary food and medicine! But I have two more conditions..."
"First, you must carefully search these soldiers and hand over all weapons. You must not even keep a dagger..."
"Second, you must register them and hand them over to us..."
"Third, all soldiers who can move must be sent to the prisoner-of-war camp in the Baden area. I want to ensure that they will not turn over and shoot at my army again..."
"On these three conditions, if you agree to me, you can provide food and medicine. If you don't agree... you can just fend for yourself!"
The dean looked at the thousands of wounded soldiers behind him. He had no choice at all. "As you wish, Your Highness!"
"Very good, separate out the necessary food and medicine, check the field hospital, register and turn in the weapons!"
"All the remaining troops, those with more than 20% battle losses, will camp and rest... All the fresh troops who did not participate in the war, I will chase them with the French behind me, all the way to Metz!"
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In Wissemburg in the Spicylin Highlands, Xiao Letian, Bismarck and Old Moltke had not slept a wink all night. Prince Karl had not sent a telegram yet, and the three of them were as anxious as if they were on a hot pot. ants.
Bitter coffee and strong tea were poured into his stomach cup after cup. The various arrows on the map were already aimed at Metz, and now the only one missing was Prince Carl.
As long as they break through the Vosges Mountains, Metz will tremble under the heavy encirclement of the Prussian army. With a total of 320,000 troops, sufficient supplies and high morale, it will be easy to attack the small Metz.
Bismarck murmured, "The King of France doesn't even have 250,000 men now, and they are all frightened remnants of the army, and they still lack weapons and ammunition... They will be defeated, they will be defeated!"
Old Moltke stood up and irritably unbuttoned the top button of his military uniform. "Here comes someone! Let the engineers check the telegraph line... to see if it has been damaged by the French?"
"Maybe it was damaged by wild animals or cannonballs, go check it out quickly!"
"Sir, we have released soldiers from four communication companies and three engineering companies along the telegraph line tonight. They are checking!"
"Damn it! Do you dare to question my order? Send soldiers to check again, go quickly!"
Hearing the roar of the chief of general staff, his subordinates shrank their necks and ran out quickly. Xiao Letian saw that the atmosphere was too tense and quickly enlightened him.
"Relax, relax! Prince Carl has an absolutely superior force, how can he fail? Maybe the battle has come to an end now..."
"How about... how about having my soldiers check the telegraph wires?"
"No! Don't, don't, don't..." Bismarck and Lao Maoqi said in unison, and moved their hands like a rattle.
"Don't go. I don't understand you completely until now. You are just a gambler... If you let your soldiers out, you will definitely carry out some extremely dangerous actions on your own initiative!"
"We will never agree to this! You have already taken a lot of the lead in this war, so stop taking it!"
Bismarck turned to his secretary and said, "Give the logistics department an order to send wine and sausages to the Chinese soldiers' camps... My special order allows them to drink!"
"Hey, hey, hey... How can this be allowed! No, absolutely not!" Xiao Letian couldn't get used to his subordinates' habit of drinking on the battlefield, but Bismarck and Old Moltke didn't let him speak at all, and they held him down. Just won't let you out of the house.
It wasn't until the secretary ran away that the two of them let go of Xiao Letian's arm, "Okay, okay! Stop yelling and let your soldiers take a break. We will keep a close eye on you and never do it again." You’ve put yourself in danger!”
"Not even your soldiers. From today on, your soldiers cannot act alone. You can just follow the large army and watch the battle!"
"After the Battle of Metz, you will follow us to Belgium... We have established a secret headquarters there, and you will be safe wherever you go!"
When Xiao Letian heard this, "Aren't you putting me under house arrest? Are you letting me be a bystander in such a big war?"
Bismarck waved his hand, "Okay, this is not just my opinion. Please read this letter..." As he said this, Bismarck handed Xiao Letian a secret letter.
This is a secret letter written by the King of Prussia to Xiao Letian. When he opened it, Xiao Letian's face turned bitter. "Tsk, tsk, tsk... How could this happen? Are you being too bullying?"
"No such thing! Are you bullying outsiders?"
Bismarck stared and said, "God, you are so greedy. Is this a condition that actually bullies you? This is a benefit you get in vain!"
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