The cannonballs in the dark night drew bright trajectories, weaving a web of death in the sky!
Amidst the rumbling explosions, the light from the burning gun can always illuminate the moment when the soldier's life was taken away.
What a bizarre scene. Every explosion is like the God of Death pressing the shutter of a flashlight. The twisted and struggling human body rolls and fragments in the air waves. The impact of the explosion creates small no-man's land.
Krupp is indeed a role model for the German steel industry. This family business has been accompanying the rise of the German nation since its birth. Even after World War II, its steel industry still maintained a very high level.
The breech-loaded steel cannon fires quickly and accurately. The problem of air leakage at the rear of the breech-loaded cannon that troubled engineers all over France was perfectly solved in the hands of Krupp.
The artillery shells fell down like hailstones, and the dense human blanket that the French army charged was riddled with holes!
However, the Prussians underestimated the fighting will of these French people. These soldiers and self-defense team members who shouted the slogan "Long Live the Republic" were not afraid of such bombings and still charged forward like soldier ants regardless of their own safety.
Boom boom boom... In the explosion, the young soldier was violently thrown out by the air wave and hit the stone wall. At that moment, the soldier even heard the sound of his own spine breaking.
Blood seeped out from the corners of his mouth. He knew that he was finished, but he was still laughing. He could still laugh when he saw his comrades rushing past him and watching them march towards victory.
"Brother...brother...take my ammunition...keep fighting!"
With trembling hands, he took out the last few bullets from his pocket. The veteran beside him reached out and took his bullets. "Have a good journey! God bless you!"
There is no regret in this life. The young soldier looked in the direction of Paris and shouted, "Long live France! Long live the Republic! Victory is ahead..."
"Charge...charge..."
Everyone is already scared. The death in front of them not only does not scare these soldiers, but also stimulates their fighting spirit. The more they die, the braver they become in fighting!
"Breakthrough! Entering the main trench..."
The gap has been torn to a width of one hundred meters, and the leading troops have entered the Prussian trenches. Soldiers from both sides have launched an inch-by-inch battle, and blood spurts everywhere in the trenches.
The soldiers shot at each other, stabbed each other with bayonets, and wielded engineering shovels and pickaxes to chop at each other!
The officers also drew their command knives and led mobile units to put out fires everywhere. It can be said that both sides exchanged lives for lives, and both sides fought hard!
Facts have proved that the French are not easy to mess with, and the title of the world's strongest army still makes sense!
At this moment, they are fighting to protect their homeland. They are facing extremely vicious invaders. For the motherland, all the soldiers are risking their lives!
After exhausting a company and then attacking a battalion, exhausting a whole battalion and then attacking a regiment, no one is thinking about the casualties. Everyone's life no longer belongs to them. Whether they can survive depends on the dice of death!
Such crazy fighting made the Prussian army terrified. They saw many seriously injured French soldiers roaring and rushing towards them and biting the throats of their own soldiers with their teeth. Human beings had degenerated into beasts!
There was also a dying French army, with a sinister smile on his lips that set his *bag* on fire. With a loud bang, all the people in half of the tunnel, regardless of whether they were enemies or friends, were blown to death and shocked to death!
In such high-intensity killing and such rapid consumption of lives, the Prussian army lost two trenches within forty minutes.
"Requesting reinforcements! Fireworks, emergency fireworks, our troops are insufficient..."
There were really not enough troops. General Trochu made a huge gamble this time. All 160,000 people were pressed into the nine-kilometer front. The difference in strength between the French army and the Prussian army was too great.
Prussian reinforcements from other places are still on the way, but two trenches have been lost here, and the last two lines of defense are about to be penetrated. By then, no one can contain this group of French troops. .
The bright red fireworks flew into the air and exploded, and they could be seen clearly for dozens of miles around!
Even Bimarck and Moltke as far away as Versailles saw the fireworks calling for emergency help. They knew very well that they would not send such an urgent signal unless the front line was under too much pressure.
"All the surrounding reserves are pressing forward! This gap must be blocked at all costs!"
"Let troops from other areas attack Paris! Put more pressure on Trochu!"
This was the first time that Old Moltke's voice when giving orders was trembling, which showed how serious the situation had become!
If Trochu really fled south with 100,000 elites and the entire parliament, the Southern Army of Orleans would rush to the north at all costs if the news spread.
Moreover, the people in France will desperately support the convergence of the two armies, and all local guerrillas will become excited again.
It is afraid of the vast ocean of national war. This is what Prussia fears the most. If France becomes a situation where all the people are soldiers, this war will be impossible to fight.
Tens of millions of French people could drown the Prussian army alive!
This is not impossible, it can be said to be a fact that will happen soon!
All the reserves took action and moved towards Champigny in a chaotic manner. But who can guarantee that they can reach the battlefield before the breakthrough?
All the Prussian officers and soldiers have no idea!
At this moment, in the ruins of a ranch five kilometers north of the town of Champigny, General Trochu is delivering a speech to hundreds of congressmen gathered together!
"Gentlemen! Founders of the Republic! The heroic Paris garrison has successfully broken through two enemy lines of defense..."
"Victory must belong to us. The enemy's reinforcements are still far away! We can't get here before we break through!"
"Take care of your horses and carriages, and follow me to prepare for a breakout!"
"In Orleans, Minister Gambetta has prepared the most sumptuous meal for everyone!"
"Long live France! Long live the Republic!"
It was already dawning in the east, but the Prussian troops on the battlefield were still desperately throwing fireworks into the sky for help. In the faint light and shadow, the backs of the charging French troops outlined a perfect oil painting. These congressmen had tears in their eyes. Feeling emotional about this magnificent war scene!
"Long live France! Long live the Republic!" the congressmen shouted excitedly, victory was not far away from them.
General Trochu saw that the morale of the congressmen and many government officials had stabilized. He breathed a sigh of relief and said to the adjutant beside him, "The members on the first list are the vitality of the country. You must spare no effort." Protect them at all costs!”
"Especially Senator Thiers, we must protect him..."
The adjutant next to him had a bitter look on his face, "General...Congressman Thiers...has...cannot be found!"
"The MP is lost!"
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