That's a "flying pist"!

The Lifei platoon gun is the product of some improvements made by Colonel Lifei of France to the "Montigny" platoon gun, so this platoon gun is more commonly known as the Lifei platoon gun in France. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The barrel of the Lifei Platoon was reduced from 37 to 25, and the ammunition was replaced with "Shasaipo" rifle cartridges. In the French arsenals, the Lifei rifles were produced in a fairly strict manner of secrecy, and immediately after they were manufactured, they were tightly covered with tarpaulins and then escorted by armed guards to the arsenal for storage. This secrecy reached an outrageous level, and only those engaged in the manufacture of platoon guns had the opportunity to see and learn to use them, and most French officers and soldiers had never even heard of such things.

In fact, the French thought that once the news of the platoon guns being equipped with the French army became public, it would cause alarm in Prussia. In 1866, Prussia won a great victory in the Austro-Prussian War with the invention of the "Dreiser" rifle by Prussian Johann Nicholas von Dreiser, the world's first latch-action firing pin rifle, which was a groundbreaking infantry weapon at the time. Seeing the invincibility of the Prussian army with the Dreiser, European countries immediately paid close attention to this new rifle, and soon followed suit, and the front-loading rifle soon disappeared from Europe. The French originally wanted to equip their infantry with Chasepol rifles, which they were supposed to use to counterbalance their opponents in an arms race, but the French found it too late to equip all French troops with new rifles in a new environment where war was on the verge of breaking out. A series of political events in 1867 foreshadowed the inevitability of a future major war between Prussia and France, and Napoleon III, who was bent on defeating Prussia and becoming the military hegemon of the European continent, believed that the morale of the French army was threatened by the new Prussian equipment (the Dreiser bolt-action firing rifle) and that it had to be counterbalanced by the adoption of his own new equipment. The American Gatling gun at that time attracted the attention of Napoleon III, and the performance of the gun also won his favor, but the French sense of national honor made him intolerant of the French army being equipped with a foreign weapon. But despite this, Napoleon III, having seen the Gatling gun at the 1867 Paris Exposition Universelle, ordered it to be brought to Versailles to be tested in front of him. The Gatling guns of that time had already undergone some improvements to the Gatling, but the French ammunition design was relatively backward. The results were not satisfactory, and Napoleon III did not insist on the issue of installing Gatling, but continued to use the Litley as the standard weapon of the French army. At present, the French army has been equipped with nearly 300 flying guns. At this time, although the French army had begun to mobilize in a slightly chaotic manner, these platoon guns were still stored in various arsenals. Although some members of the French army had been trained in the use of platoon guns, they were small and scattered, and most of them were still unaware of the weapon. None of the senior commanders of the army, including Marshal McMahon and Marshal Bazin, knew that the French army was already equipped with such weapons.

And now, the emperor himself actually saw a picture of it in a mysterious Chinese wooden box!

Napoleon III's heart was filled with horror at this time, he put down the picture in his hand, and did not open the letter immediately, but picked up the document below and read it.

Riyige carefully observed the Emperor's face, and he noticed that the Emperor's face became more and more gloomy when he saw something similar to the plan inside.

"Colonel Riyige, where did you get this?" Napoleon III asked.

Riyige vividly described the experience of obtaining these valuable documents to Napoleon III, and of course, he did not forget to praise their original owner, Lin Yizhe, in front of the emperor.

"Your Majesty, you don't doubt the veracity of the information revealed in these documents, do you?" Seeing the uncertain look on the emperor's face, Ri Yige asked cautiously.

"No, I don't doubt the authenticity of these documents, in fact, they are so real that I can't imagine them......" Napoleon III shook his head with a wry smile and did not continue.

The content of these documents just now alone had already set off a violent storm in his heart.

He no longer had the heart to think about the origin of these documents, but now he was thinking about how to prevent the French Empire from suffering a total defeat in this doomed war.

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6 July 1870, Chrysau Manor, Silesia, Prussia.

In the study, a thin, elderly soldier with light yellow hair and blue eyes stood at his desk, silently staring at the manuscript he had just written.

This silent man was General Helmut Karl Bernhardt von Moltke, the brains of the army of the Kingdom of Prussia.

“…… The French would attack first, and the direction of attack would be Alsace and Lorraine, especially the crossing of the Rhine near Strasbourg, as it was a salient in the southeast of France, directly facing the German lands on the east bank of the Rhine. In the light of the French railways, I can calculate that the Strasbourg railways were not capable of gathering all the main French forces, and that more than half of the French army, about 150,000 men, should have assembled at Metz, a little north west of Strasbourg, at Metz in the heart of France. In this way, the French armies Metz and Strasbourg were bound to be separated by the Vosges Mountains. I will concentrate our three armies behind the Rhine in front of Metz and Strasbourg, and will not take the initiative to attack, because I want the Vosges Mountains to separate the French army, and I do not want the mountains to separate my attacking forces. Once we have determined the direction and strength of the French attack, we can concentrate our forces to defeat the divided French army, and then attack in the general direction of Paris. …… My general rule is still: where the main French force is found, concentrate on defeating it. As for how to do it, you can leave it alone. For for many years I have instilled in our armies the same principle of campaigning: the unit that engages the enemy first tries to nail the opponent, and the other units will actively approach as soon as they hear the sound of artillery, and then outflank the enemy from the rear of the flank. I believe that every Prussian officer on the battlefield would do this......"

Moltke finished reading the manuscript, nodded, and put them away in a folder. After doing all this, he came to the window, pushed open the window, looked at the red sun outside the window, closed his eyes, took a deep breath of fresh air outside, and quietly bathed himself in the warm sunshine.

At this moment, his mood was extremely relaxed.

For four years, the day he had been waiting for was coming.

Prussia's war plan, after many years of study and several implementations, had reached the point of seamlessness. Then came the pretext for war.

The butler then walked in and brought him an invitation, which he took and looked at, it was Bismarck's invitation. The Prime Minister seems to be in a good mood these days, and is scheduled to hold a family dinner on July 13 to invite Moltke to attend.

Moltke nodded and placed the invitation on the table. He was not really interested in such banquets, but Bismarck probably invited him to ask him more about the war.

Moltke returned to his chair and continued to think with his genius brain. I didn't think about what would happen at the banquet that day.

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18 July 1870, London, Rothchild Bank, General Manager's Office.

"Madame! Telegraph! From Paris! A young clerk rushed into the office like a gust of wind and handed a note to Sarah, who was sitting in a chair working on papers.

At this time, Sara was close to giving birth, her face was very pale, fine beads of sweat were oozing from her forehead, and when she heard the voice of the clerk, she turned her head and took the note to read.

The telegram contained only a few short words: "The French government has decided to declare war on Prussia tomorrow." ”

"Tell the exchange quickly and sell public bonds!" Sarah's eyes flashed with excitement as she commanded loudly.

As soon as Sara finished speaking, there was a sudden cramping pain in her abdomen, and she couldn't help but moan, and she held the table tightly with one hand.

"Madame! ……”

"Quick...... Ask the doctor to come and ......" Sarah's face was covered with beads of sweat for a while, and she knew that it should be the excitement and excitement just now, and the fetal gas was moved.

"Ahh - With a tremor in her abdomen, Sara couldn't help but scream loudly.

"Quick! Hurry up and get a doctor! "A group of people suddenly became a mess.

Soon, several young men rushed out of the bank gate and towards the corner.

Soon, at the door of the nearest small clinic, several people dragged a young doctor out.

"Dr. Albert went to the clinic, and I was just an intern and not qualified...... the young doctor said in fear.

"Please, doctor! Maternity is now very dangerous! ”

When Evans, the intern, was dragged up to Sara by several young men, he was taken aback to see her crying out in pain as she lay in her chair.

Although he was still an intern doctor with no medical license, he had already seen that if he did not help the mother and give birth to the child immediately, the lives of both mother and child would be in danger.

"Don't touch her! Fast! Clear the table! Let her lie flat on it! He temporarily let go of his worries about not having a medical license and focused on the maternity situation.

"Bring me a basin of water! Be warm! Don't get too hot! ”

"Madame, don't be nervous, ma'am, take a deep breath, ma'am, take a deep breath."

"Ma'am, spread your legs apart, yes, slowly, that's it, yes, ma'am."

"Don't be nervous, ma'am, take a deep breath first, when you inhale deeply, please gradually force so that your abdomen is high, and when you exhale slowly, this will reduce the pain."

"Don't be nervous, ma'am, I've already judged the fetal position......"

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