A cannonball landed on the beach more than a thousand meters away from Sir French, kicking up a puff of sand and dust, and the soft sand unloaded most of the power of the cannonball, but still took the lives of four British soldiers. It was so crowded that there was no sand to be seen at all, only a dense crowd of British soldiers, who sat decadently on the ground, not caring about the falling shells.

French was also bald, having spent four days in the grove by the beach, the slowest of his life, and it could not be more appropriate to describe it as years. From the very beginning of the hope that the local will send a ship to come to the rescue, it has evolved into the current despair, London always sends a telegram "Please wait", and finally directly sends a telegram to say "good luck", ****!

Soon after they reached the beach, the collapsed French army also reached the outskirts of Dunkirk, and French, after consulting with the French commanders, decided to let the French soldiers stay on the perimeter to resist the German attack, while the British gave all the ammunition and most of the food to the French soldiers. As a result, the Coalition held out in the encirclement for four days, and the French paid the price of more than 100,000 casualties, and the rest of the soldiers and officers were desperate for lack of food and fresh water.

"General, Brooke was captured, the German advance was only a few kilometers away from us, and they opened fire on us with large-caliber artillery. The French soldiers in the direction of Calais had surrendered fifteen minutes earlier, and if nothing else, the French in front of us would have surrendered to the Germans during this time. An officer reported to French in a decadent manner, but his words did not cause any change in French, nor did they cause any disturbances in this temporary command, as everyone was struggling with hunger.

"Bread, General, Bread!" A staff officer cheered and approached the tent, his hands tightly clutching his backpack, and in an instant the eyes of French and the others lit up, revealing the look of a living person again. Under a pair of expectant eyes, the staff officer took out the contents of his backpack, which were four pieces of moldy black bread, I don't know where they got it, but it was food.

French grabbed two pieces of bread and put them in his mouth, those gentlemanly manners in the past disappeared without a trace, his actions are like boiler workers in a merchant ship, from here you can understand that the British are actually the most hypocritical people in the world, they slaughtered all over the world, sold black slaves, sold opium, raised the pirate flag of the navy and plundered, and then claimed to be "gentlemen" on various occasions, and also blamed people for their actions, all those who call themselves "gentlemen" should be put to death, from the perspective of promoting the progress of civilization, The role of a boilermaker is much greater than that of a "gentleman". (In other words, Xiaobaijun's rebellious psychology is indeed very serious)

General French's dogleg watched the wolfing French lick his tongue, his eyes were red, a thought came to mind and took over, he jumped up and hugged French, and then threw it aside with all his strength, hugged the remaining two pieces of bread tightly in his arms, sat on the ground and gnawed on.

The dogleg general's actions ignited everyone's desire, and the scramble began, and some of them were too small, and after being thrown away, they angrily pulled out their guns, and a bullet accurately hit the back of the head of their former colleagues. Then more and more people fought for food with their guns, and the scene left the staff officer who brought the bread speechless, and he withdrew and hid behind the tent, and took out a fifth loaf of bread to eat. It is not uncommon for riots to snatch food during this time, it has happened many times among soldiers, and it is not surprising that it happens at the command level now, and humans can do anything in the face of hunger.

Fifteen minutes later, only one of the generals came out of the tent, and the burping dog-legged general came out of the tent only to wake up from his madness, and when he found the room full of corpses, he began to panic, especially Sir French, who had been killed by him, and his eyes bulged out in a terrible way.

"Surrender, surrender!" General Dogleg gave the final order to free the 200,000 British soldiers, and then he approached the tent and put the last bullet in his rifle into his temple.

On this day, 210,000 hungry British soldiers and 250,000 French soldiers surrendered to the German army, which meant that northeastern France completely fell into the hands of the Germans, and also meant the disappearance of the main French army, and it also meant that Schlieffen's battle plan was basically successful.

In this battle, the Germans paid the price of 110,000 casualties, annihilated 460,000 Allied troops, and captured 530,000 Allied soldiers. All kinds of guns, artillery, tanks, trucks, airplanes, ammunition, fuel, military supplies, and so on were captured, and preliminary statistics showed that the German troops that could arm a group army, especially the war materials hoarded by France for the coalition forces, which were all materials that were prepared to deal with the confrontation for half a year, were all captured by the German army. These supplies were enough for the German tanks to restart, significantly reducing the logistical burden on the Germans.

It seems that after the defeat of Dunkirk, the spirit of the French was crushed, and the French army east of Paris arranged three infantry corps and three cavalry divisions of defensive troops, although the fortifications were strong, but they were lost one after another under the onslaught of the German Second Army, and many fortifications were broken through by the Germans, and the entire defense line became a spider web, full of loopholes. And Xia Fei did not have more time to direct the battle, he had to deal with doubts from the French government, the army and the whole society, and he was busy explaining to parliament, speaking to the public, asking more soldiers to join the army, and so on.

Xia Fei was duly punished, the eastern defense line of Paris was breached, and more than 50,000 French soldiers surrendered to the Germans under the city of Paris. As soon as the wind of surrender at Dunkirk began to turn out of control, the French became more and more fond of surrendering to their sworn enemy Germany, Reims, Chalons and other places were lost one after another, and the German Second Army crossed the Marne defense line. If it weren't for the exhaustion of the troops and the lack of logistical supplies due to continuous fighting, the Germans would definitely attack directly under the city of Paris.

The lack of stamina of the Second Army gave Moltke the Younger the opportunity to move from the weaker French defenses to the north, sweep the northern coast and capture the important town of Rouen, and then rumble along the gentle and romantic Seine, unafraid of the dust raised by the tanks staining the beautiful scenery - romance and beauty were indeed more important than the fate of the country in the eyes of the French.

So when Rommel spit a mouthful of thick phlegm into the Seine, it aroused the strong dissatisfaction of several French people who watched the tank march nearby, but because of the majesty of the German army and the thick tank muzzle, they could only look at the German officer with vicious eyes, and they could not even look directly at it, and when the other party looked at it, they had to quickly avoid the eyes of many parties, who knows if they would aim the tank muzzle at themselves in anger? -- From this point of view, in the view of life and romance, the French cherish life more, and it is typical of the egg pain when they are full of food.

Friends now know what the British and French are like, those stars who wear British flag costumes, those who pride themselves on speaking French, those Chinese aristocratic ladies who take pictures everywhere in ordinary English towns, those little white-collar workers who are looking forward to a vacation to Provence, wake up!

Rommel, who had stained the Seine with thick phlegm, was particularly satisfied, took off his pants and took out XX, and a second later the cheerful sound of water sounded, Rommel shivered comfortably, and then left the dam and climbed into his tank. The problem was that his tank crews were not as excited as he was, because they got lost and lost contact with the large force for more than five hours. During these five hours they wandered the country roads, bushes, and farms near Vail, but could not find the exact way to leave. It is possible to go straight to Paris along the Seine, but if you can't join the big army, you are deserters, waiting for the court-martial.

"I said Rommel, is your bird being seen by a French chick? Did they laugh at you? Mark, the oldest of the seniors, asked with a laugh, and in turn vented his frustration that he could not find a way out, for they would not have been able to break away from the army if it had not been for Rommel's blind command and the Seine.

"Lao Tzu's big bird is not something that those country chicks can admire, only those ladies and ladies in Paris can!" Rommel said confidently: "Mark, hurry up and start the tank, let's get out of this hellish place!" ”

"Have you found your way?"

"Well, listen to me!" Rommel said firmly, and at the same time kicked Prinz: "Hurry up and fix the radio, don't think about the chicks in Paris." ”

Everyone was skeptical of Rommel's decision, because he had said it with such certainty many times, and several times he made a decision after climbing on the map and studying it for more than ten minutes, but unfortunately those military maps were not necessarily accurate, and a small marking error could make people look for a long time with the actual situation.

As it turned out, the suspicions were not unfounded, and their tanks got lost again, and this time broke into a farm, where the massive 205 appeared like a prehistoric monster on a picturesque country farm, and the disharmony was so discordant that it could break down a Virgo.

If this discordant scene is filled with a girl in white on a white horse, it will be even more depressing. The trembling of the crushing belt of the tank track caused the chickens and dogs to jump and the ants to move on the farm, and the girl on the white horse lost her face, and the handsome horse under her raised her front hooves in fright, causing the girl in white to fall down and fall heavily to the ground. (To be continued.) )