The march of troops has always been very particular, especially the new army of a heavy division with more than 10,000 people like the Thorn Flower Division, and it is necessary to be very careful, who hits the outpost, who covers the left and right flanks, who protects the vulnerable artillery, and how to effectively convey orders between various departments, this is a rigorous science.

Count Tablis and the 4th Brigade were the most important commanders and main forces of the entire Thorn Flower Division, they were naturally in the core area of the march, while the 2nd and 3rd Regiments were responsible for the security of the left and right flanks, plus the 1st Regiment as the vanguard, and in the entire wilderness, the Thorn Flower Division presented a huge mountain shape.

If there are tens of thousands of people, there is no boundary. Count Tarbrice and Brigadier Commander Pengka could only coordinate and command their troops on maps, and they could not see the edge of the legion's march as far as the eye could see, and there were black and crushed human heads, running horses, and field artillery one after another.

The scene of tens of thousands of tiger groups marching is extremely spectacular, and the commander has been in this environment for a long time, and he will subconsciously produce a kind of arrogance that tramples the world.

The Earl of Tablis, who was over half a hundred years old, sat on horseback with a stern face, and watched the thorn gardener roll forward with blazing eyes, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

I am already old, maybe this is the last time I go to the battlefield, whether I can go to the next level in the military headquarters of the empire, then I can only rely on this battle, whether I can live in Vienna after retirement, or go back to my manor in a gray way, it depends on whether this resistance war is beautiful or not.

"Don't let me down, boys, you are the most elite thorn flower masters, you have received the best training and the most material supplies from the Empire, and the Empire has always treated you as the core and main force...... Onward, onward, don't let the king down, don't let the empire down......"

The old count stretched out his hand and waved at the advancing soldiers, who returned the favor with a tidal roar.

"Long live the king...... Long live the Empire...... Win... The pre-battle cheers ...... victory were always inspiring, and the old earl had heard them countless times, and he knew how to boost the morale of his soldiers.

The old earl kept a smile on his face, but slowly his smile froze a little, how could a little different taste be revealed in the cheers? Soon he noticed the abnormality, it turned out to be directly in front of the legion, the cheers quickly dissipated, and a murmur came.

"Herald... What is the matter?go and see ...... at once," and before he could finish speaking, he saw six horsemen coming straight from north to south in the direction of the march against the Earl of Tarbris.

"General...... Sir...... Emergency ...... "The old earl gasped when he saw it, weren't these six cavalrymen the commander of the fourth brigade, Baron Pengka?

An ominous feeling came over him, and when Pengka rushed to the earl with his cavalry, the old earl's eyes were so dark that he almost fell under his horse.

"Aren't you Kafka, the commander of the second battalion under Alain? Why are you so wolf? How did you leave the 1st Regiment and get here?"

The old count's memory is not wrong at all, Kafka was the same imperial viscount as Alain, but his military age was shorter than Alain's, so his current position was only a battalion commander.

Look at Kafka's miserable appearance, the military uniform is scratched all over the bushes, the dirty dirt is rubbed everywhere, and then look at his eyes, there is a look of despair.

"Water...... Give me a drink ......."

"When do you still want water to drink, hurry up and ......" snapped, and the old earl's hand whipped Kafka's body like lightning, and he trembled in pain.

"No, the first regiment has been routed, and it was the Chinese who did it...... Our intelligence officers are idiots, they didn't even find out such important information, and the Prussians mixed two battalions with Chinese...... Now stationed on the Stonebridge Heights......"

"Woooooooooo......oo General, please avenge the first regiment, they are not people, they are all devils in hell...... I've never seen hand-to-hand combat like this, they actually eat human flesh raw......"

What a mess, the old earl saw that Kafka's love was on the verge of collapse, and then looked at the surprised eyes of the soldiers around him, he hurriedly gave Brigadier Penka a look, which meant to quickly gag his mouth.

But at this time, Peng Ka made a bitter face, pointed to the north, and said helplessly, "General, it's too late...... You see, the rout has retreated......"

The teacher looked up and saw that in the direction of the main march, a line of unlucky soldiers was retreating from north to south in a sparse long queue.

The healthy ones were lifted by the seriously wounded, and the seriously injured were carried by the lightly wounded, and many people sat on the ground with their hearts full of sorrow when they saw the large contingent of friendly troops, covering their faces and sobbing and wailing.

After all, friendly troops have friendship, everyone belongs to a part of the Thorn Flower Division, the first regiment encountered such a big disaster, other troops could not watch, countless medical soldiers rushed out of the team, and began to nervously treat these comrades.

"What's wrong with you? Did you meet the main Prussian forces? Is it the Second Corps? If they were, you wouldn't be surprised......"

"Don't ask, it's a shame, it's really embarrassing...... What we encountered was not the main force of the Prussian army at all, we only encountered the strength of two battalions......"

"What? Only two battalions? One of your reinforced regiments has not fought two battalions, do they have strong artillery support, or are they all cavalry?"

The injured person who was questioned couldn't even lift his head, "No, it's not...... That's two infantry battalions, and there are a lot of oriental faces in them, we really don't know what kind of army this is, anyway, we were defeated, completely defeated......"

The soldiers of the Fourth Brigade were stupid, how could such a thing that violated common sense happen? Even though the Thorn Flower Master had the nickname of the Noble Gentleman Regiment in Austria, the Su zhì of ordinary soldiers and low-ranking officers was still very high, and the empire did not bother to protect this group of young masters.

"How can this be? You have the advantage of numbers, and you have the support of the artillery battery, and you can lose here?"

The injured person who was asked is now embarrassed and his head is almost in the crotch of his pants, "No...... More than that, we actually ...... In fact, they were repelled by the enemy with bayonets, and their rifles were better than ours......"

With a bang, all the soldiers of the Fourth Brigade booed, and even the medical staff couldn't listen to it anymore, the sutures in their hands tightened violently, and the wounded soldiers bared their teeth vigorously.

"Shame, you are the shame of the Thorn Flower Master, it's too embarrassing..."

It wasn't just ordinary soldiers who were angry, the old count was now almost mad at the 'good deeds' done by Viscount Alain, and the old general pointed his finger at Kafka tremblingly, muttering for a long time without saying a word.

After three minutes, the teacher let out a long sigh and waved his hand, "Go down, send him down, let him rest...... Pass my order to merge the artillery company of the 1st Regiment into the artillery regiment of the 4th Brigade, and the forward army will speed up...... We must avenge the First Regiment......"

Speaking of this, the old earl sighed, "How can we rescue Viscount Alain, a noble nobleman, you can't be a prisoner, right......?"

Under the orders of Count Tabris, the Thorn Flower Division began to speed up its march, and the 4th Brigade as the main force took a straight line to attack the Stone Bridge Heights, while the 2nd and 3rd Regiments formed a pincer formation, encircling the east and west flanks of the Stone Bridge Heights on one left and one right.

"Accelerate, accelerate... Surround the three directions of the east, west and south of the high ground, and let go of the north to leave a passage for the enemy to escape for their lives, only in this way can their will to fight be shaken......"

The furious old count had not lost his mind, his mind was still cool, and he knew that his main task was to occupy the high ground and delay the time of the Second Legion, and that the revenge of the First Regiment was only a secondary task.

The old earl's angry forehead was bruised, and small blood spots appeared, and the military doctor next to him knew that the old general's blood pressure was ridiculously high at a glance.

"General, please calm down, please calm down......" The military doctor poured out a large handful of medicine and brought it to the earl, and the enraged earl chewed the medicine and swallowed it into his stomach without using water like eating.

"Accelerate, accelerate... We don't have time, you don't know, the commander-in-chief of the Second Army is the crown prince of the Kingdom of Prussia, and the 120,000 elites under his command are the essence of the entire Prussian Army, and if they rush to the main battlefield now, we in Austria will be in danger......"

"I don't care if the first regiment is wiped out or not, I don't bother to care about Alain's waste, I'm not a nanny, I don't have the obligation to see the children...... I'm responsible for Austria, I'm responsible for the king... No matter how brutal the battle is, I only want to win, I only want that high ground..."

Since the old earl's words had already been said to this point, Baron Penka, the commander of the fourth brigade, without the slightest hesitation or scruples, snapped a military salute, and rode his horse towards the north.

"Prepare for war, prepare for war...... All the battalion officers have gathered and are ready to fight..."

It was only now that the Thorn Flower Division officially entered the state of war, and everyone put away the frivolous mentality of a day trip to the battlefield, and they finally understood that the task given to them by General Benedek was not a gilded battle at all, but a real iron-blooded journey.

Just as the Thorn Flower Division began to accelerate its march to the north, more than forty kilometers west of the main battlefield in Sadowa, the huge army formation of the Second Army, which stretched for several kilometers, had already begun to pack its bags and was about to set off according to the original plan.

A huge army of 120,000 men, with a group of tents as far as the eye could see, covered the entire field. Prince Karl's tent was at the highest point of the camp, and he could look down on the whole field, and as far as he could see, it was full of troops, and there were soldiers everywhere.

"For more than a hundred years, we in Prussia have accumulated more than a hundred years, we have squeezed every copper plate in the country, we have mobilized every man, and our military service system has reached a terrible 25 years......"

"All Europeans say that we are madmen and slaves of militarism, but who of you can understand our desire to be rich and powerful? What are England and France, and why do you occupy the most colonies on this earth? Our German nation also wants to be rich and strong......

Just when he was secretly ruthless in his heart, a sharp roar suddenly came from behind him, "Report to the commander... The Sentinel received a strange batch of heralds...... It's actually a few Chinese..."

"Hmm, how could Xiao Letian, a Chinese herald, send someone to me?"

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