What exactly does McMahon want to do? In fact, it's very simple. Even though the protruding thorn's counterattack is very beautiful now, McMahon has already seen the final failure.
Even if you are covered in iron, how many nails can you drive? The entire Sedan front is seventeen kilometers in circumference. How many positions can I inspire?
What can really boost the morale of soldiers is the Emperor on the tower! It's Napoleon III! At this moment, he is the only one on the front line, and he doesn't need to say anything, as long as he can hold up his uncle's military flag!
As long as you, Napoleon III, have the courage to ride a war horse and carry your uncle's military flag around the city, these 100,000 French troops will be completely inspired, and the fighting power they will unleash will be three points more powerful than the thorn of the salient!
"Your Majesty! As long as you can come out, as long as you can come to the front line..." But McMahon already knew what his emperor was, and he had no hope anymore!
The pen wandered across the letter paper, and McMahon finally signed his name. "Kid, this is a letter of recommendation! Take it. No matter which army you want to go to after graduation, I believe this letter can help." You opened the situation!"
"You are a brave warrior. You will be of greater use in the future. Your destiny is not to die here... take the letter of introduction and retreat to the back immediately!"
"Come here, take this lieutenant down! I don't want an eighteen-year-old kid here...send him away!"
A guard soldier grabbed Xiafei's hand and dragged him back. The young Xiafei struggled and refused to leave, but he was no match for a veteran in his forties, and he was dragged away immediately.
"Kid... listen to me!" The older veteran whispered in his ear, "Kid... we can't win this battle! I have been in the army for more than 20 years, and I know how the battle should be fought! "
"Marshal wants to protect you! You are an educated officer, your future is better than ours, and you will play a more important role in the motherland..."
"If we die in battle, we will die in battle. You can't die! Keep your body useful and continue to serve the motherland! Don't let down the marshal's hard work..."
Just when Xiafei and the veterans were stubborn, the counterattack in the salient had attracted the attention of the Prussian Army General Headquarters.
Old Moltke put down his binoculars and said with a brow, "Why did Block 13 end up like this? Who is responsible for the fighting where... This should go to a military court!"
"Report to the Chief of General Staff that the Danze Division is mainly responsible for the attack in Block 13..."
"Danzawa Division? They are not that weak, right! Ask Commander Fulisis if he can still complete the mission? What a shame..."
Just when Moltke was about to punish the Danze Division, a telegram from the division commander Fulisis was sent to the headquarters!
"Our unit was suddenly attacked by the French army. The enemy's morale was high. Thousands of people sang the Marseillaise and launched a suicide charge towards our position..."
"The leaders of our first and third regiments...have all been killed!"
"What?" Even Bismarck was stunned at this moment. "In just a moment, two regiment commanders were killed? How did this battle happen!"
No one said that the Danze division was not working hard anymore. In just half an hour, two regiment commanders were killed, which showed that the battle had reached an extremely tragic level.
It is very likely that the entire regiment pressed forward to fight the enemy closely. This kind of fighting method cannot mean that our soldiers are not working hard!
Old Moltke pinched the red and blue pencil in his hand and looked at the front line on the map. He suddenly punched the table, "The 13th Block is adjacent to the 12th Block that the Chinese are responsible for. If the pressure here cannot be suppressed, the Führer's flanks will be attacked." Threatening!"
"Pass my order... Let the heavy artillery regiment fire... intensive bombing!"
Old Moltke's way of solving the problem was simple, direct and violent. He knew very well that in terms of the quality of individual soldiers, he did not actually take advantage. The French legions were all veterans who had been fighting for more than 20 years. They really had to trade their lives for their lives. The conscripts are no match at all.
At this time, we still have to rely on the power of industry, and cannon is the most significant military achievement of the Industrial Revolution!
The Krupp breech-loaded steel cannon roared again, and the Prussian troops on the front line sought bunkers to hide. These shells equipped with trigger fuses hit the French army like hailstones.
Boom boom boom... The entire thirteenth block was bombed into a mess, and the protruding part that the French army had just rushed out with their lives was suddenly filled with steel.
Alfred, who was far away on the central tower, twitched in shock. From his vantage point, he could clearly see that the entire block was shrouded in fire and smoke, and the violent explosions made his ears ring.
"Damn... everyone, work harder and hoist all the ammunition!" Stroking the two bronze Napoleon cannons on the tower, Alfred's eyes ignited the flames of revenge.
But he had no idea that this bombardment completely changed the situation of the war!
Marshal McMahon really stayed in Block 13 for too long. This strange counterattack attracted the attention of the Prussian army. The artillery and more reserve troops rushed directly towards this place.
McMahon was still thinking about Xiao Letian's thesis, but a shell exploded on the street more than five meters away from him.
Boom... a huge shock wave swept across, and the fragments of the exploded shells flew away. A large area of the soldiers blocking the marshal was swept down in a short time.
Ah... With a scream, McMahon was hit in the chest by a piece of shell skin. The sharp shell skin penetrated directly into the ribs and punctured the right lung.
With a pop, a mouthful of blood spurted out. The marshal's vision went dark in severe pain and he fainted. Now the entire French army's command center was completely in chaos.
"Marshal... Marshal... Find a stretcher quickly... Find a military doctor... Carry the Marshal out of here..."
"God, do you really want to destroy me, France? Do you really want to destroy me, France?"
A group of officers and soldiers carried a stretcher and took the marshal and rushed towards the military hospital inside Sedan City. Wherever they went, the soldiers made an uproar!
The veteran who was controlling Xiafei hurriedly let go of his hand, "Child, you must obey the order! France has many opportunities for revenge..."
"Marshal..." The excited veteran rushed towards the marshal.
At this time, Xiafei was also confused. He was lying in the corner to avoid the shelling of the Prussian army. Not far away from him, several soldiers of the Vincennes Artillery Regiment were also avoiding the shelling.
"Lieutenant... Lieutenant... The captain was killed just now... What should we do? The commander can't be found..."
"Damn it... move closer to me... the enemy's bombardment will not last... protect our artillery, prepare to fire..."
At this time, Xiafei suddenly looked up and saw a huge airship slowly approaching in the sky more than two hundred meters away to the left.
Xiafei's plan was on his mind, "Soldiers, the Prussian artillery will definitely avoid the area attacked by the Chinese. They will never dare to directly bomb there..."
"Move closer to Block 12 and set up our artillery between Blocks 12 and 13! It must be the safest place!"
Note: The third update is coming!
