Feng? Lord Clutez listened carefully to the sound of artillery outside the command post.

The shelling was heavier than expected, presumably because the British attack was delayed, giving them enough time to bring up the baggage. Sixty kilometers in eight days, even if the British army's logistics are all in charge of pigs, it is time to arch some heavy artillery.

Klautz listened to the sound of the cannons, and his mood was extremely happy, he had finished training from the military academy in the last war, and the war had entered a stalemate, and he was unlucky enough to be assigned to the Western Front.

On the Western Front, which was full of trenches, individual bravery and ingenuity became meaningless, and any genius plan would be blocked by strong trenches, and neither side could break through the iron wall that cut through the entire battlefield. Ludendorff almost succeeded in the final stages of the war, but in the end, the exhausted German army stopped not far from Paris.

At that time, Klautz often lamented that he was unlucky, he was born two years late, missed the time when the two sides were still winning and losing on the Western Front, and failed to be assigned to the Eastern Front, where the German army was still winning brilliant victories until the end.

So now Krautz is ready to build his first feat.

His corps consisted of four divisions, all deployed in Bremen, and was tasked by the command with withstanding the British attack for a whole day, and then allowing the troops to retreat safely at night after a hard day's fighting. Klautz didn't know why he had to retreat after holding out for a day, but since it was a task assigned by Lord Lin Youde, there must be a reason for it, and unlike other officers from the Junker family in East Prussia, Klautz became an ardent believer in mobile warfare after reading Lin Youde's books on military theory, and firmly believed that the future war should be as Mr. Lin Youde described.

So Krautz has been trying to command an armored division, hoping to one day build up feats like Heinz and Erwin, but the German high command is very jealous of this kind of fanatical element of Lin Youde, and has always let Krautz command an infantry division. This time, because no one wanted to do this kind of rotten errand of defending for a day and then retreating, Klautz was directly promoted to one level and lost the title of acting army commander to him.

Krautz didn't care, he firmly believed that if this plan was formulated by Mr. Lin, then Mr. Lin would definitely know what he was doing in this position, as long as he was good, then being received by Mr. Lin was basically a sure thing, and then he could ask to command an armored division.

As Krautz was thinking about this, a shell landed on the roof of his command post, sending a cloud of dust down.

Klautz looked up at the chandelier that was swaying from side to side, glanced back at the panicked orderly, and said coldly: "Don't panic, the artillery fire in the last battle was much more fierce than this, and I haven't heard that several headquarters were directly extinguished by artillery." ”

It stands to reason that headquarters are usually located in the strongest bunkers, so it's not surprising that they can survive a hail of bullets. However, when the last war was fought by Klautz, the headquarters of the Western Front was made of reinforced concrete and buried deep underground, and now Klautz's headquarters is just a solid theater, and the two are not at all the same in terms of strength. But Krautz wouldn't explain this to the orderlys, there was no need for that.

After another rain of dust from the shells that fell nearby, Klautz was cleaning the dust from his clothes when the commander of the Senhime unit, which was assigned to Klautz's troops, came in.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, General, I'm just here to say goodbye to you." The girl smiled at Krautz, "We have detected a large number of sources of magic fluctuations, and we predict that the British army will invest far more strength than we have estimated in advance. ”

Krautz raised his head in surprise, stared at the girl's face and asked, "Really?" ”

"Very much, sir, we've reported the number to Command, and they seem to be shocked. It seems that the British are planning to use the number of warriors to fight the city. ”

"Well," said Krautz, pursing his lips and being silent for a few seconds, "judging from the experience of the last war, they will not invest too many warriors at once, which will not be able to be carried out at all, and it is easy to suffer losses in vain under the warp bombardment of heavy artillery clusters." I think they're going to use a wave offensive that doesn't have anything new but does work, and use wheel warfare to crush you. ”

"I'm a little relieved when you say that." The girl smiled at Klautz, then saluted him.

After the girl left, Krautz took out his pocket watch, opened the lid and looked at the picture of his wife and two daughters, the eldest of whom looked to be about the same age as the commander who had just left.

Sometimes Klautz sympathized with these war girls and goddess girls, although they had great power and a social status much higher than that of ordinary women, but correspondingly they also lost a lot of things that ordinary women enjoyed. Klautz's daughter is still in a girls' school and enjoys a carefree school life, while the war-girl who is about the same age as her is already about to go to the battlefield to face a fierce battle.

It's really embarrassing to think about it.

At this time, the shelling stopped, and Klautz looked up at the ceiling and muttered, "It's coming." ”

Then he turned to the adjutant and staff officers: "The troops entered the positions as planned. ”

**

This is Jack's third real fight, but he is still too nervous.

At the time of the landing, the platoon he led had been broken up and stuffed into other units, the entire company was abolished, and the number was said to be handed over to the new company formed in the mainland, and his regiment no longer had 11 companies until the reconstituted 11 companies joined the regiment.

Jack was the only officer to survive the battle, so he was stuffed into another regiment to replace a platoon commander who had the misfortune of stepping on a mine and losing a leg. But two days after his arrival, the new unit was heavily damaged in an attack on a village defended by the Germans.

In that battle, Jack felt that the British army was much better, and was no longer unilaterally tortured by the Germans as he had done the first time, but the Germans still ran away in their cars after inflicting a large number of casualties - of course, this time the Germans left behind hundreds of corpses and dozens of wounded.

And today's battle, according to the veterans, as long as Jack survives, the Grim Reaper will go around him in the future, and he will not come to patronize him when he is not particularly interested.

Jack didn't believe in this kind of thing, but the last eight days made him involuntarily believe this statement, maybe this will make his inner fear and worry a little less.

But what made Jack very uneasy was that when the company commander conveyed the instructions last night, he said: "The battle is mainly entrusted to the battle queens, we just need to go into the city like camping." ”

Jack vaguely remembered that his even Mr. Anderson had said the same thing on the day of the landing, and that Mr. Anderson had fallen to his knees that evening.

In Jack's opinion, this is a forbidden sentence.

So when he came back from the current company commander last night, Jack was so nervous, he didn't fall asleep last night, and today he went to the battlefield with black circles under his eyes.

When the shelling began, he felt very uncomfortable in his stomach, but he had not eaten anything at all last night, and it was just ordinary military food at noon and morning.

Jack tried not to let his nervousness come out, he strictly followed the requirements, dutifully played a calm and composed commander - now Jack has understood his main duties, most of the non-commissioned officers have more military training than him, they know how to deal with the battlefield qiē, and as an officer, he only needs to be responsible for boosting the morale of the soldiers. Since the time of the lobster soldiers, the British army has been such an organizational form, of course, the officers who have survived from the battlefield will definitely be responsible for specific command tasks later, but before being promoted to the rank of captain, the most important duty of the officers is to boost morale.

Because of this, British officers often wear some clothes outside of uniforms, such as in the era of lobster soldiers, officers would wear wigs to battle, white wigs can make soldiers see where he is at a glance, and see his heroic actions in the eyes, so as to get inspired.

In the last war, it was no longer fashionable for officers to wear wigs, but the large caps issued to them by the army would have the same effect.

That's why Tom told Jack that he only needed to charge with the soldiers once to break the gap between him and the soldiers, because then the soldiers would know that Jack was a coward or a warrior.

Warriors will be respected, and cowards will always be ridiculed.

Jack didn't want to be a coward, although he was not a nobleman and did not have a title, but he was spurred on by a high sense of honor in his heart.

At this time, the sound of the cannon gradually thinned out, and Jack, who had two combat experience, brandished his pistol and shouted: "The attack is about to begin, get ready, check the guns one last time!" ”

But as soon as Jack's words fell, someone exclaimed: "The Scots have attacked!" ”

No sooner had Jack turned his head to look at the starting position of the 1st Highland Infantry Regiment of Scotland next to their company when the sound of Scottish bagpipes drowned out the sound of the shelling.

The Scottish soldiers stepped out of the shallow trenches they had dug out of the day yesterday, and the bright colors of the kilts looked out of place on the battlefield.

Jack looked at the German positions in front of him again, and the shells were still falling one after another, and the barrage did not feel like it was moving backwards at all.

At this moment the sound of heavy footsteps was heard in the sound of Scottish bagpipes, and he followed the sound to see the magic armor with St. Andrew's Cross of Scotland painted on the armor standing up and marching towards the positions of the Germans, who were still being bombed.

Behind the armor, the flag of the Highland Regiment was waving in the early morning sun.

Jack took a deep breath, looked back at the officers who were in charge of giving the order to his regiment, and saw that they had not yet fired the signal guns in their hands, so he turned back and asked his soldiers in a loud voice, "Are you not even as good as the Scots?" ”

"No!" The soldiers were passionate.

"Let's go!"