The Germans did not anticipate the presence of enemy ambushes between the first and second lines of defense.

From the beginning of the battle to the end of the battle, in just 20 minutes, more than 300 Germans were killed, and the rest of the Germans crawled back to the second line of defense.

The inner commander was killed, and no one could say exactly what had happened, only that the first line of defense had fallen into the hands of the French.

By the time the German reinforcements departed, the French had already entered the tunnel, and even if the Germans had resisted at that time, they should have been completely wiped out by now.

Just as the German commander of the second line of defense was reporting to Hemmer, gunfire began again.

The remnants of the Germans, dragged with their wounded soldiers, fought and retreated towards the second line of defense.

The Germans, apparently after a brutal and bloody battle, numbered only forty or fifty men, most of them with bandages, and apparently wounded in battle.

There may have been French people chasing behind, and this unit fought its way forward while firing back, and from time to time someone was hit and fell to the ground.

Whenever the man behind is knocked out, the soldiers who are at the back of the line are bound to defend themselves on the spot, relying on grenades and rifles to stubbornly snipe at the pursuing enemy.

Even in such a difficult situation, they did not abandon their more seriously injured brothers, or carried, or supported, or carried, or knelt on the ground and dragged back little by little......

"Quick, help them."

I don't know who shouted, and the frightened Germans mustered up their courage and swarmed out to meet the retreating troops.

……

"Yes, General, someone has withdrawn on the first line of defense, I will ask about the situation right away, and then report back to you." The commander was talking to Hemmer.

"Okay, go and ask, what's going on there? And then report to me, in addition, immediately organize a defense, it is necessary to withstand the attack of the French, I don't want to hear the news of your loss of positions, understand what I mean? Hemmel was woken up from his dream and got out of breath.

"Yes, General, I understand." A firm voice came from the other end of the line, and Hemmer nodded in satisfaction.

Before the voice fell, there was a sudden noise of footsteps, and then an unfamiliar voice came through the earpiece: "Don't resist senselessly, you are captured, if you lay down your arms, we promise, you will be treated in accordance with your identity." ”

",!" Hemmel burst out, grabbed the phone with both hands and slammed it against the wall.

"Damn French, you all deserve hell, you stupid pigs, filthy bastards......" Hemmer was still angry, and the foul language was pouring out, completely devoid of the demeanor of a soldier, and the demeanor of a general was lost.

Hemmel was venting his anger, and the attendant walked lightly to the door and reported: "General, the ferry is ready, Major Baker, please board the ship immediately, it is very dangerous here." ”

Less than two kilometers from the second line of defense, even if the French ground forces did not attack, their artillery would be able to strike directly here.

Bias is no longer safe.

Fall back......

The thought was like a hyena, frantically biting at Hemer's heart, which was once filled with honor and was now riddled with holes.

Hemmel didn't say anything, and walked straight to the hall door.

Before leaving the house, the attendant took Hemer's coat and helped him put it on.

Hemmel did not speak, nor moved, but stood in front of the hall door, looking in the direction of the second line of defense, and was silent for a long time.

Hemmel knew very well that this retreat might never have a chance to fight back.

The next time you come to Pias, it may be the identity of a conqueror, and more likely, the identity of a prisoner or a war criminal.

……

"Congratulations, Qin." The news of breaking the two lines of German defense quickly reached the wolf's den, and Hunter extended his hand to Qin Zhiyuan, congratulating Qin Zhiyuan's troops on their victory.

"Congratulations, Hunter, victory belongs to all." Although it was not a decisive victory for the Battle of the Somme, for the 6th Regiment it was a decisive victory.

Through this battle, the Sixth Regiment has proven its strength, then, it is only natural that the Sixth Regiment has been upgraded to the First Brigade, all the obstacles in front have been removed, and now only Foch's approval remains.

"That's right, for everyone. Well, I propose, we should have a drink! Miss Charles ...... "Pierre was in a high mood, and it was technically his first time commanding a battle, and this victory belonged to him, and he had reason to be happy.

What was a simple offer for a drink turned into a celebration of dozens of people, mostly French and staff members from the country.

Qin Zhiyuan did not participate, he came to the wounded barracks to visit the soldiers who were wounded in the battle.

"Master Qin, let's not disgrace our ancestors!"

"Master Qin, how are we doing this time?"

"Qin Ye ......"

The mood of the wounded soldiers was very good, and when they saw Qin Zhiyuan, everyone rushed to say hello.

The pension of the 6th Regiment was very generous, and the soldiers who died in battle received nearly 7,000 francs each, and the wounded soldiers were also able to receive corresponding allowances according to the severity of their injuries. This allowance figure is generally about five times the salary. If there is a disability in the limb, then the pension is higher.

"Brothers, you have fought very well, I have sent a telegram to the headquarters of the legion, asking for merit for everyone, please rest assured, brothers will be rewarded for meritorious service!" Qin Zhiyuan bowed his hand.

The 6th Regiment broke through the defense lines of the two moral armies in a row, and although the specific figures of the captured materials have not yet been counted, the results of the battle have already come out.

The 6th Regiment participated in a total of 3,700 troops, in addition to Zheng Dali's artillery, 2,200 infantry went into battle, killed 815 Germans, captured 1,750 Germans, and suffered only 8 casualties and 32 wounded.

"Qin Ye is righteous!"

"Qin Ye is wise!"

"Long live Qin Ye!"

There was another overwhelming cheer.

"Both of them were seriously injured and needed to be amputated, one on the arm and the other on the leg." Mao Eighteen introduced while walking.

At the very edge of the makeshift ward, two unlucky ghosts lay on stretchers.

"How does it feel?" Qin Zhiyuan affectionately made it to the chair next to the stretcher and spoke softly.

"It's okay, Master Qin." The smile on the wounded soldier's face was far-fetched.

These two people are not in a good mood, and although they can get thousands of francs in compensation, they can only be accompanied by prosthetics for the rest of their lives.

"Master Qin, are the two of us going home?" A wounded soldier with a look of reluctance.

"No, as long as you want, you can serve in the logistics department, and as long as our team is still there, we will never abandon you." Qin Zhiyuan was categorical.

"Really, really?" The wounded soldier's eyes were full of hope, brighter than a light bulb on the ceiling.

"Really!" Leaving two physically disabled veterans, Qin Zhiyuan has this self-confidence.

The 6th Regiment achieved brilliant results, both in terms of the speed of advance and the ratio of casualties between friend and foe, setting the best result on the Allies since the beginning of the Somme War. After this battle, the 6th Regiment became famous in the first battle, and both the Central and Entente powers knew that there was a Chinese unit in the Somme area.

On the Confederate side, Qin Zhiyuan's forces were known for their insidious cunning. On the Entente side, Qin Zhiyuan's troops were known for their strong combat effectiveness.

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