Chapter 389: Zhu An

Since the destruction of the Romiy Town Hall, the entire situation in Romiy has rapidly tilted towards the German side.

Although de Gaulle had arranged the defense of Romiy in detail before being dismissed, after a series of fierce attacks by the German army, the various infantry divisions of the French 15th Army had lost their original tacit understanding of mutual coordination and orderly attack and defense, and the French army gradually fell into chaos.

The German generals have always been known for their keen sense of smell on the battlefield, and the situation of the French army was quickly captured by the commander of the "Grozny" division, and under his order, the German army quickly changed its tactics, giving up the initial idea of "expelling the French army as soon as possible", and turned to dividing, encircling, and killing the living forces of the French army.

He didn't want to let go of a Frenchman! Because he knew how tenacious the fighting spirit of the army in front of him was, and the Fifteenth Army was still able to hold off the advance of the German mechanized troops in the small city of Romiy, and if it was allowed to flee back to Paris, it would be tantamount to letting the tiger go home.

While the German army was adjusting, the French army on the other side was also adjusting.

The Fifteenth Army temporarily blocked the pace of the German offensive, which finally relieved the rigid and conservative French high command, and the situation of the Romiy finally gave this group of "the best commanders of the First World War" a glimmer of hope to stop the German army.

"I have to say that although de Gaulle likes to go his own way, he does have enough ability." Wei Gang put his hands on the table, sighed and said, "The positions around Romiyi are about to be lost, but the Fifteenth Army is still nailed to Romiyi. ”

"yes, it would be nice if he could be more obedient." Renault, who was sitting next to Lebrun, also sighed, "Or ...... Re-get him back to the Fifteenth Army? ”

"No way!" Lebrun shook his head categorically and said, "The reason for removing him from his post is because he disobeyed orders on the battlefield, and if he is transferred back, it will set an example for other commanders to disobey orders!" ”

"And how are we going to arrange him?" Renaud touched his chin, "If it really doesn't work, you can't waste his talent if you transfer him out of the army and go to the Ministry of Defense as a state secretary, right?" I'm going to leave for England in a few days' time, and I'll see if he can get Churchill to send some more troops. ”

"This ......," said Lebrun after a moment's silence, "and that's all there is to it." ”

"And what about the Fifteenth Army?" A senior staff officer sitting below asked, "The battle situation in Romiyi has fallen into chaos, and if no general can take over that stall, I am afraid that the combat effectiveness of the 15th Army will not last long." ”

"Hmm......" Wei Gang frowned deeply when he heard this.

That's right, the dragons can't be leaderless for a day, and the French army finally slowed down the pace of the German army at Romey, and he didn't want to let the German army rise easily.

He looked around for a moment, then fixed his gaze on one man—Alphonse Juan.

A veteran of the First World War, he was only a lieutenant platoon commander at the beginning of the First World War, he was known for his bravery in battle, he was wounded twice, he was appreciated by his superiors after the war, in 1921 he received a diploma from the French Higher Staff School and was transferred to North Africa, and in 1925 he was appointed chief of staff of the suppression force in the suppression of the uprising of the Moroccan people of Rif.

After the fighting in Morocco, he returned to the Algiers Infantry Regiment as a battalion commander, and after that he rose through the ranks until late 1938, when he was promoted to brigadier general. After France declared war on Germany, he was transferred back to France to serve as commander of the 15th Motorized Rifle Division of the French First Army.

At the same time that the Germans launched a formal attack on the four countries of Lu, Belgium, the Netherlands, and France, he was ordered to lead his troops from the French mainland to the Belgian city of Jeanblough to resist the German attack.

In this war, he still continued the style of fighting bravely and not afraid of sacrifice in the previous battle, causing a lot of trouble to a German infantry division that attacked head-on.

However, his teammate was too piggy, and the positions around his defense area were quickly broken through by the Germans, and in order to avoid being surrounded, he also had to lead his troops to retreat. After the German army marched all the way and completely tore apart the French Sedan defense line, he was ordered to lead his troops to Valenciennes to garrison and cover the withdrawal of the Franco-Belgian and British allies to the Dunkirk area.

However, it was the German 1st Panzer Group led by Rommel who was responsible for attacking Valenciennes and assaulting the English Channel, and the French 15th Motorized Rifle Corps was as pitiful as a canoe in the face of the German 1st Panzer Group, which was attacking like a tsunami. He had just come into contact with Rommel's Seventh Panzer Division for only half a day before he realized the terrible nature of the German army's air-ground integrated advance plus concentrated tank assault, and the motorized division of several thousand people was directly torn apart by the steel torrent of the Seventh Panzer Division, and lost its armor and abandoned its armor.

However, fortunately, Rommel hurried to the English Channel to block the retreat of the Allied army, and did not care about the defeated remnants, and at the same time, Juan himself was smart enough to slip away immediately when he saw that the situation was not good, so he luckily escaped the fate of being captured in history and fled back to the rear of the battle line with a small number of defeated soldiers.

However, this defeat cannot be said that Juan could not command, because he commanded only a motorized division that was tired from a long battle, incomplete and lacked anti-tank weapons, while his opponent was a complete armored division with more than 300 tanks, not to mention that the commander was still the leader of the German Führer, the brave and cunning Rommel.

So the French High Command did not hold Juan responsible, but gave him an infantry division that was still in training and was ready to let him go back to the front at any time.

And now is clearly a great opportunity.

"I think Brigadier General Zhu An is very suitable for this position." Wei Gang smiled, "Everyone knows his combat style, and Romiyi needs such a commander." ”

"I think so too!" "Yes, I think it must be General Juan to succeed General de Gaulle!" As soon as the boss spoke, a group of staff officers and officers in the seat immediately responded one after another.

After hearing this appointment, Zhu An was stunned for a moment, he couldn't believe that Marshal Wei Gang would hand over this important task to himself. And after confirming that the "Zhu An" in Marshal Wei Gang's mouth was himself, he fell into ecstasy.

Since his defeat at the hands of Rommel, Juan has been holding his breath, he has always believed that the reason for his defeat is the gap with the German army's armor, so he has always wanted to fight the German army again after removing the armor power.

And Romiy, who greatly limits the capabilities of armored forces, is clearly an excellent stage!

"Thank you Marshal and all colleagues for your trust!" He stood up excitedly, but looking at the shoulders of the people around him, he calmed down again, and said, "But I'm just a brigadier general, can the division commanders of Romiyi trust me?" ”

"Isn't that easy?" Renault smiled, "I think you shouldn't have any opinions about upgrading General Juan's rank to major general, right?" ”

"Nope!" "How so? With General Juan's ability, this is well deserved! The people below shook their heads again.

"Thank you!" Zhu An solemnly saluted everyone, "I'll lead the troops to Romiyi now!" I swear that as long as I live, the Germans will never think of crossing Romiy! ”