In the final analysis, war is a systematic and scientific group fight. Its essence is no different from gangsters fighting for territory. There are more people and fewer people fight, and the greater the strength, the less pressure.
Because the regular army can get the support of the latest technological weapons, it is more efficient to fight in groups, and there are many methods, but the common people do not have so many choices.
These National Guards in Paris are actually a group of workers who live in difficult circumstances. They have revolutionary enthusiasm and abundant physical strength, but what they lack is experience, training, and better equipment.
They relied on courage to fight. Although they had guns in their hands, their experience in street fighting was still that of street fighting. Sneak attacks, street fighting, fire attacks, propaganda...these tactics that gave the French emperor a headache were nothing once put into the wild. .
These soldiers simply did not dare to disperse in large groups because they were afraid of being defeated one by one by the cavalry!
The more important point is that these soldiers have no way of coordinated communication at all, and their communication method relies almost entirely on shouting!
"When we go to war, there are various ways of transmitting information between troops. There are two soldiers in each squad who are proficient in bugle music!"
"Don't underestimate this bugle. Different tunes can convey different messages, so even if no one can see each other between our troops, we can still communicate effectively..."
"At night, we still have signal bombs and various special fireworks to transmit information...The most important thing is that telegraph lines can be laid along the road with the troops. This is the information guarantee for big battles and large detours..."
"Do these French people have this condition? Who among them knows the bugle music? Look at how they are tearing their necks and roaring. They are all giving orders openly. As long as we have good ears, we can hear what orders they give! "
"There is no way to keep all tactics secret. How will we fight this battle?"
Xiang Ying sighed and shook his head, "It's not that they don't want to, it's that they can't. They simply don't have the ability..."
"If you were the commander of the National Guard, what would you do?" Xiao Letian suddenly turned around and asked.
Xiang Ying immediately sat up straight on the horse, "Well...if I were Blanqui and others, I would never take any field missions..."
"The three hundred thousand National Guardsmen, if even the elite are at this level, then the only thing suitable for them is urban street fighting..."
"Return to the battlefield they are familiar with and fight with the tactics they are familiar with. Only in this way can we greatly consume our effective strength!"
"The strength of the National Guard lies in the fact that all citizens are soldiers, revolutionary enthusiasm, geographical familiarity... etc. If they have to come out to fight in the field with the regular army, they do not have such professional qualities!"
Xiao Letian nodded, "What you said is correct, but you only consider the problem from the perspective of war... It's not that Blanqui and others don't understand what you said, but they have no choice!"
"The political struggle is very cruel, and his opponents are trying every means to cause trouble for them. Sometimes these battles cannot be fought without fighting!"
"What those right-wing forces representing the capitalists want is for these National Guardsmen to fail one after another on the battlefield. Only in this way can their voice in the republic become smaller and smaller!"
"Once the reputation is completely destroyed, no matter how you deal with these revolutionaries, the entire French people will not object!"
"Killing with a borrowed knife? Do those rightists want to use our hands to massacre the leftist forces?" the officers present exclaimed together.
"Do you need to guess? It's all lice on the bald man's head. It's obvious... That's why I don't want to be someone else's butcher knife. Can I let them use it in vain?"
"Continue to harass. Today I just want to tire these people into pieces...I'll forget about it for today!"
The head of state's strategic arrangements must have profound meaning. This is recognized by everyone present. Even Wang Huaiyuan didn't know that Xiao Letian secretly developed a spy line in Paris.
At this moment, only a handful of people know that Thiers has become a traitor to France!
For Xiao Letian, the situation in Paris is already on the palm of his hand. Xiao Letian will never let go without scraping a layer of oil and water.
Paris is still very hot in September, especially today when the sun is shining and the temperature has reached a maximum of 35 degrees. Continuing to fight in such weather is simply hell.
By two o'clock in the afternoon, the morale of the 20,000 French troops had completely collapsed. They were dragged back and forth in circles by groups of cavalry regiments. The fourth battalion even penetrated behind the French formation at high speed.
In order to increase their momentum, the cavalry of the 4th Battalion set fire to several barns, and tons of haystacks turned into a blazing sea of fire!
The Chinese's field rations were very convenient. The soldiers had already filled their water bottles in the morning, and four or five of them were hung on the backs of their horses. Throughout the day, both men and horses could refill their water bottles.
The high-calorie canned beef can be swallowed in just three or two mouthfuls. These soldiers have undergone strict wilderness survival training. They have no problem eating raw snake meat and bird meat. They can maintain combat effectiveness for a week in the most cruel environment.
It's just a simple canned meal on horseback. It won't affect morale and combat effectiveness at all!
On the contrary, these National Guardsmen have completely digested the pitiful breakfast in the morning. A few soldiers may have one or two pieces of dried meat bread hidden in their pockets, which were secretly stuffed by their wives at home who felt sorry for them.
Most of the soldiers didn't even have crumbs!
The most serious thing was that there was no water to drink. There was indeed a stream flowing on the battlefield, but in a day's work, the stream had turned into a turbid quagmire due to the trampling of people and horses, and the water was impossible to drink.
Hungry is easy to deal with, but thirst is really hard to deal with!
After two o'clock in the afternoon, a large number of soldiers who fainted from heat stroke began to appear in the French army formation. Non-combat attrition had already begun!
Frankl and Delecreuz finally knew what kind of enemy they were facing. They were as cunning as foxes!
"Damn it, these Chinese are unwilling to fight and refuse to retreat. What are they trying to do..." Frankel saw the soldiers around him suffering from heat stroke being carried off, and he slapped the horse's back angrily.
After all, Delecreuz was a journalist, and he had unique intuition. At this moment, he knew that there was no benefit left on the battlefield, so he made a prompt decision.
"The whole army is in a defensive posture, let the soldiers maintain their strength... hang the white flag, I am going to negotiate with these Chinese!"
"No! What if they detain you?" Everyone around stopped him.
But Delecluse made up his mind, "Didn't you find something strange? In today's encounter, the Chinese actually had several opportunities to raid us..."
"For example, when our troops first deployed, and later when the formation was chaotic..."
"But they didn't take action...Why? I think these Chinese have other purposes. They don't want to kill anyone today!"
"I have to negotiate, I have to know Xiao Letian's intentions!"
