Tionville, command post of the German Fifth Army.

The map is hanging, the sand table is spreading, and the battlefield of North Lorraine and South Ardennes, where more than 500,000 German and French armies meet, is clearly and unambiguously displayed on these two carefully matched and complementary objects. Several staff officers were holding small two-color flags and red and blue pencils, marking the latest information from the day's reconnaissance.

"According to the information sent back by the reconnaissance airship unit, the main force of the French army stationed in Longvi has begun to move to the vicinity of Visolang, and there are many of them, about one and a half troops of more than 80,000 people. The rest of the French forces found no unusual movements. Sickert pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and whispered in a slightly hoarse voice, "Combined with the original French garrison in Visourand and their deployment troops stationed in northern Lorraine, more than 140,000 troops have been assembled in this twenty-kilometer area, which should be the majority of Luff's Third Army." ”

Qingying looked at the battle map hanging on the wall, a smile appeared on his face, and said: "Send four times as many troops as our army at once, and the French are going to eat my 135th division in one fell swoop." It seems that after the heavy setback in Alsace, the French can't wait for a victory to save their morale! Hans, can we act as planned? ”

Sickert nodded slightly, "Now is our chance." This heavy French force of more than 80,000 men was attracted by the first part of our army in front of Visorent, and the flanks were significantly less powerful than they would normally be. As long as our army exerts its main force, it will be able to destroy the French defense line of more than 60,000 men in the North Lorraine area in one fell swoop, and in less than a week we will be able to form an encirclement of the main French army. Not to mention that previous battles have proven that the French will not defend at all. Even they began to learn to build trenches with barbed wire. This hasty line of defense is also of very limited use; In the case of having a large number of technical troops. The sharpness of our army's offensive spearhead will be unimaginable to the French army! ”

Qing Ying smiled, and suddenly shouted a loud page, calling a young staff officer of his own age to him. He gathered his thoughts, and a series of commands quickly came out of his mouth. The staff officer clasped the document in his hand, wrote down all the edicts of Qingying. After checking that it was correct, the staff officer gave Qing Ying a military salute, and then turned around and entered the next communication room. Listen to the crisp sound of metal tapping and Didi's telegraph next door. Qingying's mood gradually became soothed. At present, the situation of the war is developing step by step according to the script planned by itself, and its powerful assault force will easily sweep through the southern flank of the French Third Army, and a large encirclement will be rapidly formed within a week!

Somehow, however, Qingying had a faint trace of inexplicable worry in her pleasure, like an unsettling dark cloud floating in the clear sky. Although the huge innate advantage of information asymmetry as a traverser was enough for all the French commanders in the world to step into their minefield because they were bound by deep-rooted stereotyped thinking, the actions of the French army were inevitably too cooperative with themselves. In Qingying's memory, the commander of the French Third Army, Lüf, was a commendable general, and his actions should not have gone so smoothly; However, where is the problem, Qingying can't say why.

"What's wrong, Your Highness?" Sickt discovers Kiyoying's anomaly. I couldn't help but ask.

Qingying shook her head slightly and said, "It's nothing." I've always felt that our plans are going unusually well. You go and order our defending troops in front of us to be on guard for the next few days. At the same time, more planes and airships were sent to reconnoiter the French army. If there is any change in the French, they will report it immediately. ”

With the issuance of Qing Ying's order, the German Fifth Army, which had four and a half armies, began to act at an extremely rapid speed like a sophisticated war machine. The sound of the assembled military trumpets suddenly sounded in the sky, and countless German officers and soldiers in gray uniforms began to run and line up with their units. The wheels were rolling, the horses were neighing, and the German troops in divisions and brigades were surging like raging waves, rushing forward along the roads in the field. Looking at his own troops advancing like a tide, Qingying's heart was full of pride and confidence; However, that uneasy feeling always hovered in his mind, lingering.

"What the hell is going wrong...... "The smile on Qingying's face gradually subsided, and he muttered.

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At the foot of Mount Ardennes, in the city of Visoland.

"Boom!" There was a loud thunder, smoke and dust billowed out, and all kinds of debris of reinforced concrete burst into the sky. On the main street leading to the city center, a howitzer sprayed with an iron cross logo slammed back, and the smoke of gunfire filled the air, while a two-story house hundreds of meters ahead exploded with red light and blazing. After a single shelling, the gunfire in the building became noticeably thin; The Germans, who had long been hiding nearby, swarmed up and finally rushed under the building after being left behind. They smashed the windows with their guns, then threw grenades with wooden handles inside, and with a muffled thunderous sound, the whole building was finally completely cleaned.

Werner, a corporal of the Chasseur Company, was hiding behind a trash can in the corner, his well-rounded face covered with dust and dirt. Watching dozens of German soldiers pour into the dilapidated house, a touch of hatred and pleasure slowly crept up on his face.

In the early morning of May 16, the French troops stationed outside the city of Vissoland finally lost their strength under the successive onslaught of the 135th Division of Oriso, losing nearly 3,000 men and retreating into the city in disarray. Ollie then ordered his troops to surround the city of Visoland on three sides, and engaged in fierce street fighting. Since the German Chasseurs were generally armed with an MP11 submachine gun and had an unrivalled firepower output at close range, Werner was sent on a street fighting mission after fighting a mountain outpost. And after three hours of fighting, Werner felt that this kind of street fighting was completely hellish fighting!

There are many buildings, and the roads are dense like cobwebs. The countless windows, balconies, corners, and even the sewer openings were all used by the French defenders, and no one knew where the muzzle of a black hole would stick out of the next moment, and slam itself out with a crisp shot. And even after entering the building, it is a hidden murderous intent that is terrifying step by step; During the clearing of several buildings, Werner's team came into contact with the French defenders on more than one occasion. Although he had a submachine gun capable of bursting with power in his hand, he had the upper hand in such a sudden encounter, but he could not avoid casualties among his own troops. And it is unrealistic to throw grenades around every corner, and every German officer and soldier is only equipped with a single number of grenades, and if you really want to do this, it is not enough to clean up a house!

In a few hours, Werner's squad had lost a third of their combat strength, and his ribs had been cut by the bullets that had grazed him; If the bullet could get an inch closer in, he would have reported in Heaven by this time. When our troops passed through this street, the two-story house in the distance suddenly erupted with extremely dense rifle fire, causing dozens of German soldiers to stain the battlefield with blood, and their own attacks ended in failure many times; The last thing was to bring in this howitzer and blast a shell to the top, which pulled out the nail in one go. Although Werner could not count the exact number of losses, the dead bodies of German officers and soldiers lying on the streets were enough to prove that the French had taken advantage of this defensive battle!

"Smack." In the midst of his excitement and hatred, Werner suddenly heard an extremely small strange sound from the building next to him, like the knock of leather boots against the floor. His heart suddenly froze, and he held the gun in his right hand, and his left hand quietly reached to his waist, holding the most rearly handnailed grenade fastened to the belt. The current situation in the city is very complicated, and the soldiers on both sides are intertwined like zigzags, and it is impossible to determine whether the people in the front-line buildings are friends or foes; If the reaction is 0.1 seconds apart, that's a huge difference between life and death!

Suffering from his inability to distinguish friend from foe, Werner caught a glimpse of a discarded wine bottle with a large hole in the corner. His heart moved, and he suddenly kicked it in front of the door of the building next to him; At the same time, a crackling gunfire suddenly rang out from the nearby building, sending sawdust flying through the gate. Werner could clearly hear that his voice was slightly heavy, it was the sound of the French M93 rifle firing!

Call! Werner's eyes froze, and he threw a grenade into the open window; There was a loud thunder, a dazzling red light, shattered glass and shrapnel flying wildly, and the screams instantly filled his eardrums. Seeing this, the surrounding German soldiers quickly rushed to the gate and kicked the gate away, killing several French soldiers in a random shot. Smoke poured out, fire raged, and Werner quickly followed the army into the room; Seeing several French corpses lying sideways, and the robes were cleaning the battlefield, he couldn't help but feel a big stone fall to the ground in his heart, and at the same time secretly rejoiced.

At this moment, a rapid and sharp voice suddenly rang out in the city. After a moment, Werner breathed a sigh of relief, which was a call for his side to stop attacking. Deep down, he also had a little hope, looking forward to General Ollie's order to completely withdraw from the city of Vesorang; That way, you'll never have to do this nightmarish city battle again. (To be continued......)