"Your Highness the Crown Prince, everything is ready. Two infantry divisions of the 3rd Army Group of our army have made a gap about 500 meters wide, and the British will come out between these two infantry divisions to surrender to us. Our reconnaissance planes have already determined that there are no French troops behind the British troops, and everything here is under our control! ”

The staff officer stood in front of the Princesma, and he respectfully reported the latest situation, and the British came to surrender as promised.

Prins rode on a small hillside, with more than 2,000 Guards cavalry surrounding him, and armored troops surrounding him. About 2 kilometers in front of them, there is a large encirclement formed by 300,000 German troops, and the two German infantry divisions in front are slowly separating as the staff officer said, and the 500-meter passage will be provided to the British troops who are preparing to surrender through it, which can not only ensure the safety of the British, but also prevent the British from cheating,

When the British infantry in yellow uniforms came into view, Prince nodded in satisfaction, and from the binoculars it seemed that the British were not unusual.

"Salute ready!"

The warhorse under Prince's crotch was a little restless, and it seemed to have a premonition of something special.

The soldiers pushed a dozen guns to the sides of the mountain guns, then filled the empty shells into the chambers, and everyone began to wait silently for the British to come.

The British soldiers were tired, but they tried to keep their pace as neat as possible. The infantry carried their rifles diagonally on their shoulders, the machine gunners carried heavy Makqin heavy machine guns in groups of three or four, some of the gunners sat on horse-drawn gun carriages, and those who lost their horses or gun carriages were the only poor ones pulling their cannons. When the British saw the German troops in front, most of them were surprised. As the distance got closer, many people began to understand what was going on, but after all, there were a large number of German troops on the other side, and they were still nervous, and no one knew whether those Germans were trustworthy or not.

In another place, 13,000 Prussian lancers lined up in a neat cavalry line, and a large number of French cavalry had already appeared far away on the horizon.

At this moment, a number of mechanized infantry regiments drawn by Chentian also arrived from the west, including 60 trucks full of infantry, 60 rapid-fire guns, 10 trucks loaded with ammunition, and about 400 combat motorcycles, all under the command of an infantry lieutenant colonel.

"General, our division, which is part of the Panzer Corps of the 8th Army, has been ordered to come together with your troops against the French cavalry. Now that our department is under your command for the time being, what should we do? ”

The lieutenant colonel stood on the ground and looked up at the commander of this cavalry, a cavalry general in his mid-50s, who was not only a traditional Prussian cavalry officer, but also a Prussian nobleman.

The cavalry general glanced down at him, then turned his head to look at the troops he brought, "Lieutenant Colonel, take your men behind us and start a defensive formation on the spot!" You are responsible for providing artillery support and cleaning up the French cavalry that has slipped through the net! ”

The lieutenant colonel was a little surprised, "Report to the general, we are here to fight side by side with you!" ”

The cavalry general's eyes looked ahead without squinting, "Lieutenant Colonel, take your men behind us, this is an order!" Please follow! ”

"But the general...... "Lieutenant Colonel didn't understand too much, after all, his machine gun could inflict great damage on the French cavalry, and the troops he brought were no problem at all against thousands of French cavalry.

"The enemy's cavalry, leave it to our cavalry to solve it!"

The cavalry general was well aware of the future of cavalry, that is, the future without fighting, and he kept his usual pride when he said this, but only he knew the bitterness and nostalgia contained in it.

The lieutenant colonel didn't say anything more, but solemnly saluted a military salute.

After the cavalry general returned the salute, he rode back to the middle of the cavalry ranks, and the French cavalry in front of him had gradually become clear, and the sound of horses' hooves became more and more intense.

"The whole army is ready for a assault!"

The cavalry general gave an indifferent order, and the signal corps quickly conveyed the order with a signal flag.

The entire ranks of lancers were still quiet, and what they were doing now was like the cavalry of the Cold Weapon Age, indifferently waiting for the order to attack.

The vanguard of the French cavalry stopped about 2 kilometers in front of the Prussian lancers, about 1,000 light cavalry in blue clothes and red trousers. The French and their horses looked a little tired, after all, the horses used by these hussars were explosive ponies, many of which were improvised, and many of them were improvised. Perhaps because they were only on guard and reconnaissance missions, most of these light cavalry carried cavalry short rifles on their backs, and there seemed to be very few people carrying swords.

The French cavalry behind was still coming, and more and more battle flags were added to the previous light cavalry columns, and the French cavalry columns were getting wider and wider. Gradually, there were more types of cavalry there.

"General, the number of cavalry on the other side is about 15,000, including about 3,000 cuirassiers, 6,000 dragoons and 6,000 light cavalry!" The cavalry officer on the side reported the rough results of his observations after careful observation with a telescope.

The cavalry general just let out a low "um", the plane found that they were still 50 kilometers away when the plane found this group of cavalry, and it had only been 2 hours now, so their war horses should have been running all the way to pieces. On this 50-kilometer journey, they not only had to face German aircraft, but in some areas where the Germans had already crossed the river, they even had to encounter German ground forces and artillery fire, and the remaining 15,000 men was a reasonable result.

The French on the opposite side were still adjusting their formation, and the previous horizontal formation had also changed slightly, and the cuirassiers with the strongest impact were placed in the center by them, and it seemed that they would be used as assault arrows.

The dragoons on either side of the cuirassiers, although their clothing was not much different from that of the light cavalry, they were all tall and strong horses under their crotches, and they were also neatly equipped, each with a short rifle and a sword. In addition, the dragoons were a standing army, unlike many light cavalry who were improvised, so their combat effectiveness was one rank higher than that of the light cavalry.

As for the remaining light cavalry, they were distributed on both flanks and at the rear of the formation, and the short rifles in their hands made it possible for them to provide fire support only on the side.

All this, the Prussian cavalry general silently watched, his cavalry really had to deal with only cuirassiers and dragoons. The Prussian lancers behind him were much more neat, with uniform gray cloth uniforms, round brimmless hats and spears in their hands, they belonged to the special arms of the era of hot and cold weapons, from the Prussian army with flintlock pistols to the German army in the early 20th century, they have always been the most typical and fierce cavalry in Germany. Even at the beginning of the war, they showed their formidable fighting power, and the British and French forces often needed very strong firepower to stop their advance. Compared to the French cavalry, these Prussian lancers had much more exploits and honors in this war, however, their fate of being replaced by armored units was inevitable.

The cavalry general raised his right arm high, and the ranks of lancers began to move. All the horses marched at the same pace, making the entire cavalry platoon seem like an inseparable whole, slow but suffocatingly oppressive. In the process, the Prussian lancers began to abandon all distractions, and their bodies began to merge with their horses, turning them into a perfect weapon with great lethality.

At the rear of the Prussian lancers, the troops sent by Chentian were ready, and 60 rapid-fire guns were also aimed at the French cavalry in the distance.

"Lieutenant Colonel, the artillery is ready, do you want to shoot at the French cavalry on the opposite side?"

When the artillery officer asked, the lieutenant colonel was standing on the car and observing the situation on the battlefield with a telescope. Through Rulin's spears, he saw that the French cavalry had stopped moving, and they seemed to be waiting for orders to attack.

"Three rapid shots, and then adjust the shooting according to the impact point!"

The lieutenant colonel did not think that the firing of artillery at the French would affect this cavalry duel, after all, as early as the Napoleonic era, the cavalry had been accustomed to charging under the fire of the opposing side, and the constant falling shells only added a kind of enthusiasm to the cavalry.

After a rumbling sound of cannonballs, shells whizzed over the heads of the Prussian lancers, and with this sound like the beating of war drums, the cavalry general gave the order to trot forward. The sound of horses' hooves suddenly intensified, and the whole procession seemed to be leaping forward, and the spears in the hands of the cavalry also fluctuated up and down.

Like their ancestors, the French cavalry did not feel a trace of panic in the German artillery fire, and the cavalry was swept by shrapnel, and the cavalry behind quickly made up for it, with a great momentum of succession.

When the second wave of shells fell, the French cavalry finally began to move forward. As they marched forward in broken steps, the cuirassiers in the middle of the queue held double-edged spears in their right hands, and they puffed up their chests and looked ahead, and the noble temperament of the cuirassiers formed over the centuries was unmistakable in them.

After much consideration, the dragoons still picked up their swords, and when the cavalry charged, their short rifles only had one chance to shoot, while the swords could continue to attack, and of course they might not even have a chance to hit the opponent. If they are lucky enough to break through the opposing cavalry ranks, it is their skill to shoot with short rifles when they turn.

The French hussars had no choice as to what kind of weapons to use, and naturally they did not have to worry about choice. They have the firepower of infantry and the speed of cavalry, but unfortunately in front of real cavalry, they can only play a supporting role.

By the time the third shelling by German artillery was over, the French cavalry began to trot.

Two thousand meters, it takes at least 5 or 6 minutes for a person to run, but for these cavalry, it is only a matter of moments.

The German artillery behind did not have time for the next round of shelling, and the cavalry on both sides had already begun to charge.

The scene of tens of thousands of cavalry charging up was extremely shocking, and the whole earth seemed to tremble slightly. On the side of the Prussian lancers, the guns disappeared all at once. Now, the spears in their hands are pointed horizontally forward, pointing at the chest of their opponents, and their current posture is like that of ancient knights who charge with spears. They did not have extra-long thick guns, nor solid armor, but what they had was the passion for battle and the thirst for blood. The difference between the front and back of each cavalry in the front row was no more than half a horse, and the entire cavalry queue was like a huge barbed brick, slapping hard and fiercely at the French head, only to wait for the scene of the French being photographed with blood splashing.

On the side of the French cavalry, the cuirassiers in the center formed a huge assault arrow, the spears in their hands were also flat, and the ancient cavalry stabbing would be displayed again between them and the Prussian lancers on the opposite side, when the horses accelerated to a speed of more than 50 kilometers per hour, the cuirassiers of these cavalry were as useless as pieces of paper in front of the spears coming at the same speed, and they could only survive if they accurately stabbed the opponent and dodged the opponent's spear.

The dragoons on either side of the cuirassiers, their heads raised in the air, their sharp swords waving in their hands, were the bravest and most fearless of the group, as they had to meet the thrust of their opponents before they had a chance to plunge their weapons into their bodies. It's like two knights fighting a duel face to face with their guns raised, and the one who shoots last is always the tougher one.

In the French cavalry ranks in the "man" shape, the light cavalry had begun to break away from the cuirassiers and dragoons and circle the sides of the Prussian cavalry formation. These light cavalry were no less willing to fight than the others, pulling the reins in one hand and holding the cavalry rifles in the other, and when the cavalry of both sides staggered, they would shoot the lancers on either side with ruthlessness, but once the lancers rushed in front of them, they were almost helpless. What they play is more like the footsteps of ancient archers.

The cavalry queues on both sides are getting closer and closer, and the indifferent expressions on the faces of the cavalry on both sides have entered each other's sight, and every time they get closer to a meter, the tighter the spring in the hearts of the cavalrymen, and every second that passes, the heartbeat of the cavalry becomes more rapid.

On both flanks of the French cavalry, the rifles of the light cavalry sounded the prelude to this passionate collision, and some of the Prussian lancers fell off their horses before they could make a wail, and the whole cavalry ranks were not affected in the slightest, they were still chasing the speed of the wind.

At the moment before the meeting, everyone held their breath, and the German infantry behind did not even dare to blink at the battlefield.

The two fiery lava finally collided inexorably, and in the center of the battlefield, a larger volcano erupted in an instant, and the earth shook more and more violently.

The spear tips of the lancers pierced the iron armor of countless cuirassiers and pierced their internal organs in an instant, and the double-edged spears of the cuirassiers also unceremoniously sank into the body of the lancers, and the tips of the spears were dimmed by blood.

Many dragoons, their swords and hearts, stopped in mid-air, under the spears of the Prussians; Some of the lancers, who had no time to draw their spears after stabbing their opponents, could only look in despair at the sabers raised in the hands of the dragoons.

The eyes of the fallen cavalrymen were left with only the clear and unfamiliar faces of the enemy, and all the thoughts in their brains were frozen at this moment, and countless souls left contentedly with the honor of the cavalry.

More and more cavalry rushed into the ranks, and the spears in the hands of the Prussians made it a battle of few steels, but the sounds of the battlefield were anything but monotonous, mixed with the sound of horses' hooves, gunshots, body-to-body collisions, the muffled sound of steel and body contact, the crunch of spears snapping in the human body, and the shrill wails of the stabbed soldiers.

The guns came from the French hussars who circled around the cavalry of the two armies fighting in the center of the battlefield, and the lives of countless Prussians fell to their guns, but the retribution of these light cavalry was not long in coming. A group of Prussian lancers, having dealt with their opponents, rushed towards these guys with cold guns. The bullets of the French could not stop their firm steps at all, and in a short time, under the frightened eyes of the French light cavalry, the lancers coldly picked them off their horses one by one with their spears.

When the two armies first met, the French suffered more casualties than the Prussians, but when the lancers lost their impact, the role of the French cuirassiers' cuirassiers began to manifest, and their double-edged spears danced vigorously. Thus the Prussian lancers, after rushing through the ranks of the French cavalry, advanced some distance before stopping, and when they turned to start their charge again, the rifles of the French dragoons and hussars began to wield, and the Prussian casualties did not subside until they rushed into the ranks of the French cavalry again

After this back-and-forth, the number of fallen cavalry on both sides increased, and there were more and more lonely horses on the battlefield. The initial charge evolved into groups of cavalry fighting in separate groups, with small groups of cavalry bursting into skirmishes after the charge, and groups of French dragoons and light cavalry either stopped to shoot or were chased by the Prussian lancers.

Eventually, when the last French cuirassier fell from his horse covered in blood, the more than 2,000 French light cavalry, who had no hope of attacking alone, turned around and galloped away in the direction from which they came.

Shouts of victory erupted in the silence of the battlefield, and the remaining thousands of Prussian lancers shouted with their spears in their hands. Immediately after that, the German infantry at the rear of the battlefield also began to join in the cheers, although they did not directly participate in the battle, but everyone was deeply shocked by this scene, as if it belonged to another era of battle, the heroic posture of the cavalry was deeply engraved in the hearts of these soldiers.

Boom......

Prince's salute was not fired by the cavalry victorious, but by the British, who had come to surrender, and by the German Crown Prince.

The sound of artillery not only nervous the British officers and soldiers in front, but also attracted a group of German fighters flying from the direction of Paris.

In the eyes of Manfred and his companions, nearly 10,000 British soldiers were advancing towards the German encirclement, and a gap appeared in the encirclement, behind which were German armored units and cavalry, where artillery was firing, apparently intending to prevent the British from breaking through the encirclement.

"Attack!" The squadron leader immediately gave the order for an air attack on the British troops.

One by one, the fighters pounced on the British troops on the ground, and when Manfred suddenly noticed that the British soldiers in front were holding a small white flag, the fighters in front had already begun to strafe.

"Oops!" Manfred exclaimed.