When Manfred. Feng. Richthofen was taken aback when he flew the Hummingbird over Paris. He flew to Paris a few times two months ago, before he was injured, and Paris was basically the same as it was, and now there is not much of the same Paris in the city under the wings.

The Eiffel Tower no longer stands on the horizon, the entire city, especially the houses on both sides of the Seine, are in dilapidation, large buildings are mostly crooked, and the open flames ignited by the shelling have been largely extinguished, but smoke is still emitting in many places. There was a choking smell in the air, even on an airplane.

The battle in Paris is almost over, with the occasional burst of gunfire, or a handful of French troops hiding in certain corners to continue their resistance, or some frenzied citizens clinging to the ruined monuments. The streets were filled with squads of German infantry, and a number of motorized fighting vehicles were also shuttled between them, serving as mobile squads to strengthen the city's patrol force.

Although the beauty of Paris was broken, the green Seine belt around her waist still flowed from south to north as usual. There are more strange-looking pontoon bridges on the river, and German soldiers and vehicles are still passing through them. The most eye-catching thing on the Seine is the wreckage of the trains, which lie lazily in the cool water like water snakes, and although no German soldiers eventually pass through them, they play a non-negligible role in forcing the Seine River to cross.

"There's nothing to do here, let's go to the battlefield to the south!"

Manfred's squadron leader shouted a shout of greeting, raising his right arm in a gesture to turn to the left, and the other 19 fighters swung their wings away from the ruined city.

The humming sound of these planes was disgusting to the enemy, but it was a wonderful sound for German soldiers. As the planes flew overhead, Chen Tian and his officers seemed to be in a good mood. In the corps headquarters in Paris, the crowd gathered around the map, and the staff officers constantly adjusted the small flags placed on the map according to the reports sent back from the front, here a small flag represented one division or about one division, the red flag represented the German army, the blue flag represented the French army, and the yellow flag represented the British army. The entire map is mostly covered with small red flags, which have spread all over the banks of the Seine, compared to the blue and yellow flags, which are much weaker.

On the map, behind the French line at the beginning of 20 kilometers south of Paris, 17 small red flags form a complete circle, and in the circle there are not only 7 small blue flags, but also the only small yellow flag here. It may seem monotonous on the map, but in fact the encirclement consisted of 17 divisions of nearly 300,000 German troops belonging to two different army groups.

In the western half of the encirclement were the 2 mechanized divisions and 6 infantry divisions of the 8th Army, known as the "Royal Beast Legion", which came on the heels of the armored forces that swept through the French artillery positions, where at dawn they met the British and French troops retreating from the defensive line, and after a fierce encounter, successfully stopped the retreat of the British and French troops.

Half of the eastern half of the encirclement was the 5th Army, known as the "Tomorrow's Guard", which crossed the river under the leadership of Crown Prince Prince, and 1 Prussian Lancer Division and 8 Infantry Divisions surrounded the retreating British and French troops.

"After our army and His Royal Highness the Prince's 5th Army successfully closed the siege, the encircled British and French troops made an unsuccessful breakthrough, after which they seem to have decided to abandon the breakthrough and sit still and wait for death!"

Hoffman said calmly, he was more concerned about the little blue flags that were moving southwest, but the whole situation was not controlled by this command. After the various army groups broke through the Seine line one after another, it was up to Falkenhayin to decide whether the German troops should encircle and encircle and annihilate as many French troops as they could, or catch up with the retreating French troops.

Chen Tian is still more inclined to digest the encircled French army first, and then pursue this safer method with all his might, after all, the territory of France is not as large as that of Russia, and it will not be long before the French army will have no escape.

"This result is enough, instruct our troops not to let the British escape! We were surrounded by British Field Marshal John. Sir French and the British Expeditionary Force under his command, these Englishmen seem to have lost faith in this battle on foreign soil, it is said that they have not received cans and letters from England for more than a month, and it seems that their British Empire is about to abandon them all! ”

In fact, compared with the weariness and war weariness of the British soldiers, Sir French was even more saddened by the casualties of this army, the 80,000 British Expeditionary Force soldiers he brought at the beginning had reached 120,000 after successive replenishment, and in addition to the 50,000 who had withdrawn to Britain before the English Channel was blocked, about 60,000 soldiers died in France or entered German prisoner of war camps, and Sir now had less than 10,000 troops left in his hands.

All this was contrary to the purpose of the British army to fight on the European continent in the first place. The order given by the Secretary of War to Sir French and the British Expeditionary Force was to support and cooperate with the French Army and to assist the French Army in preventing the German invasion of French or Belgian territory. In view of the "very limited strength of the British army and its accompanying reinforcements", it was necessary to "always bear in mind" and "make every effort to keep death and attrition to a minimum".

However, the realities of the battle angered Sir French, who did not put their troops in the most dangerous position when defending, but when they retreated, the French often took care of themselves. Very often the poor British were even forced to play the role of a rearguard force, after all, on French soil, the British troops could not outrun the French.

Now, the French had to risk their lives to rescue the British army, which has to be said to be God's punishment for the French.

"I'd rather choose a dignified surrender than continue this sad rout behind the ass of the French!" Sir rolled over and jumped off his horse, and sat down in despair on the grass by the roadside. The British officers and soldiers behind him were dirty and disheveled, and their faces were even more fleshless, and most of them had haggard and dazed eyes.

"Sir, then we ......" The adjutant cautiously looked around, and there were several other besieged French troops in his sight.

"Go and get in touch with the Germans, and if they are willing to accept our terms, we will surrender to them!" French licked his chapped lips, "First, to ensure the safety of our lives and property, we will only hand over the weapons on our bodies; second, to treat us in the prisoner of war camps according to our ranks; Third, the British government can ransom us back. ”

"Yes!" The adjutant found a white handkerchief, quietly hid it in his pocket, looked around vigilantly again, and then mounted his horse and galloped east.

Less than 10 kilometers south of the encirclement, the French cavalry was trying their best to get closer to the besieged British, but the whole world seemed to want to stop them. The retreating French infantry jammed the roads to the brim, littered with abandoned carts and artillery, German shells exploded nearby, and countless German planes searched for their prey in the sky.

At this time, a group of German bombers targeted them.

For the pilots on the bombers, the battlefield beneath the wings was a chaotic mess, with German panzers galloping, infantry from the two armies firing at each other with rifles and machine guns, and cavalry wielding sabers and spears.

Suddenly, the pilots noticed something reflecting sunlight on the road ahead, like a shattered mirror scattered on the ground.

It was only after the altitude was lowered that the pilots discovered their true colors.

"God, cuirassiers!"

This type of cavalry became extinct in Prussia a long time ago, and only the French still retained their antique troops. The iron armor on their chests might be able to hold off the spears of the Prussian lancers, but machine-gun bullets could easily penetrate them.

"Quickly send a report to the headquarters, we have found a large number of French cavalry, numbering about 20,000, moving north!"

On the plane in charge of communications in the group, the pilot shouted loudly to the co-pilot behind him, and the other planes began to pounce on the French cavalry on the move.

Seeing the German planes coming at them, the French cavalry advancing on the road began to disperse into the fields on either side, and they no longer brandished their knives or fired their rifles at them as they had done at the beginning, because the Germans always responded to them with more practical and lethal bullets. Eventually, the cavalry learned to behave, and they found that the German planes were much less of a threat to them as long as they scattered their formations and ran fast.

When the smoke of the explosion cleared, hundreds of cavalry and their horses fell in the field, while the remaining French cavalry continued to advance north.

In the headquarters in Paris, Chen Tian and his staff officers also noticed this French cavalry unit.

"What do they want to do? Break through our encirclement and rescue the French troops inside? The staff officers were a little puzzled by this.

"Let Colonel Guderian's armored forces come to the rescue! Armored forces can be said to be the natural enemies of cavalry! Hoffman pointed to the 2nd Tank Division and the 2nd Panzer Division, which were about to sweep to the southern end of the French defensive line, and said that at present, only Chentian's 8th Army and Prince's 5th Army had large-scale armored forces, and when Prince's tanks were still crossing the river, Olg and Guderian's tanks had basically completed the task of destroying the French artillery positions along the line, and at the same time opened the way for other armies to advance.

"It's too far! When they return, it is estimated that the operation of the French cavalry is over! Chen Tian shook his head, of course, the 1st Tank Division and the 1st Armored Division that went deep into the north were even more distant.

"But the forces in our encirclement are very compact, and there will be a breach in any division if you move it! On the reverse side of the French cavalry offensive, our troops had to fight on both sides, which was very disadvantageous for us! ”

As Hoffman had said, those little flags were now just enough to encircle the British and French troops inside, and if a division was transferred to stop the French cavalry, the British and French troops inside would probably slip out of there.

"Then draw some troops from the two mechanics to stop it! By the way, inform Prince of this information, and maybe he will have extra forces at his disposal to stop the French cavalry force. If it doesn't work, we'll open an opening and let the French cavalry in, and then seal them all in the encirclement. ”

Unbeknownst to Chentian, this order would lead to the final cavalry duel on the battlefield in France.

On a small dirt slope on the east bank of the Seine, Prince was watching the battlefield with a telescope, his troops compressing the encirclement step by step, and the dense sound of gunfire sounded from farther to the west. When the British and French troops retreated, there was naturally no artillery, and Mr. Prince's artillery was still on the west bank of the Seine, and those cannon sounds were basically emitted by the artillery of Chentian's department.

"'Royal Beast Legion', inexplicable! You'd better stop snatching food from my mouth today! Prince snorted coldly, and then ordered his troops to intensify their attacks.

"Your Highness, we have just captured a British officer who claims to have come to negotiate on behalf of Sir French!" Following the direction pointed by the staff officer, Prince saw the British officer, who was still trying to maintain his demeanor, and he was slowly approaching this direction on horseback under the watchful eye of a group of German cavalry.

"Oh? Make sure he doesn't have any weapons on him, and bring him to me again! ”

Although Prins was not very good at commanding battles, he still paid great attention to personal safety, and in his own words, "Julius Caesar of Germany must not be strangled in the cradle."

After a while, the British officer, dressed and guided by the German soldiers, came to Prince on foot, and he had to look up at the German crown prince.

"Your Royal Highness the German Crown Prince!" The Englishman bowed respectfully, "Major Nelson, staff officer of the British Expeditionary Force, has come to negotiate with your army on the orders of the British Field Marshal Sir French. We have already learned the powerful combat effectiveness of your army, so our army intends to surrender to your army! ”

Prince looked at the Englishman in front of him very arrogantly, the yellow British Army uniform had some dirt stains on it, which made him a little dissatisfied, but thinking that these Englishmen had just suffered a defeat, he didn't care so much.

"Well, I think your knight made a very heroic decision! Say, what do you want? ”

The British conveyed the original text of French France's three demands, and added at the end: "Our army is currently surrounded by several French troops, and if Your Highness is willing to accept our surrender, we hope that your troops will be able to protect our army when it surrenders!" ”

Although Prince was not very happy to accept the last one, he thought that he could make some fuss about the price of the ransom and the time of redemption, so he readily agreed, and then he found a place on the map where the two armies would meet as a place to surrender.

"Major, please convey my respect to Sir French for his love of soldiers' lives. Please lead your troops to this location and surrender to our army, where we will arrange everything for your lives! ”

When the British envoy and his officers left, the dark clouds that had been on Prince's face for days were finally cleared. After the armoured troops had crossed the river one after another, he decided to take a group of armoured troops to surrender in person, which was the last British unit on the French mainland.

Just as he was about to leave, the staff officer reported to him with a telegram from the 8th Army:

"Your Highness, the Prince of East Prussia has sent a telegram saying that a French cavalry of about 20,000 men is marching northward, and it is estimated that they want to break through our encirclement and relieve the British and French troops inside. His Royal Highness also said that if you have a surplus of troops here, please send them to stop the French troops, or make a hole in the encirclement to let the French cavalry in, and then surround them inside! ”

Prince, apparently unhappy that he had been disturbed by the fact that he was looking forward to the surrender ceremony, glanced at the telegram and threw it back to the staff officer without care, "What the hell is going on in the head of the French!" Let our Prussian Lancer Division stop those stupid French cavalry! If you can't resist it, let them in! Now we are targeting the British, and as for these French, let them make trouble! ”

With 56 tanks in front, 43 armoured vehicles for the left flank, 39 armoured for the right flank, 179 motorcycles and 30 trucks full of infantry, Prince and his regiment of guards cavalry in the center, a strange force marched westward.

After receiving the Germans' promise to surrender, Sir French French's British army quietly began to move towards the Germans to the east. In order not to be discovered by the French, Sir French declared to the French officers who came to inquire that he had gone to find a breakthrough. For most British officers and soldiers, they didn't know what they were going to do. If it was to fight the Germans, they decided to fight to the end with every last bit of strength to defend the honor of the British army.

Unfortunately, their commander-in-chief did not intend to fulfill their heroism, on the contrary, he only wanted to bring these precious British soldiers back to the British Isles.

Almost at the same time, 13,000 Prussian lancers, armed with spears with small flags on top, met the French cavalry not far away. After learning that their opponents were French cavalry, the lancers were all excited. After the French began to use trenches and positional warfare for defense, they were more tasked with guarding prisoners and guarding logistics lines, and a large number of tanks and armored vehicles had replaced their former charges.

Now, at last, they had a chance to compete with the enemy's cavalry. For many, it would be the last time in their lives that they would participate in a cavalry battle.