When the full moon is in the sky, it illuminates the snow in the ravine. Countless German officers and soldiers in gray uniforms were walking along the mountain roads with mountains and peaks. Whenever they encountered an uphill road, it was difficult for mules and horses to pull all kinds of vehicles loaded with supplies normally, so they would push these loads backwards and trek hard. Wooden rollers rattled against the gravel road.

At the front of the line, a German major general who was like a bucket of water was panting for breath, and with the help of a few or so people, he climbed to a higher lookout point with difficulty. The shadows of the trees are swaying, and the night breeze is cool. He brushed aside the foliage, raised his binoculars and looked away, revealing a town of considerable size not far from the foothills of Mount Arden. The moonlight poured down like water, covering the whole town with a silvery white veil.

"In less than two hours, we will be able to reach the intended place of attack." An adjutant opened the combat map in his hand, and through the golden glare of the flashlight, every mark on the map was visible. He glanced at the fat man who was panting next to him, and said softly, "According to the reconnaissance results of the airship force yesterday afternoon, there are more than 2 brigades of French troops stationed near the city of Visoland, and the strength is quite strong. General Ollie, do we need to wait for the arrival of heavy artillery units in the rear before attacking? ”

The German major general known as Ollie pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No. The mobility of the 150mm heavy artillery in the Ardennes is so poor that it will not be able to reach the front line with difficulty until at least this time tomorrow, and His Highness has already set us a strict time limit for the capture of Visoland! You go to the brigades and keep the original offensive plan unchanged, if they want to rest a little more before the battle. Accelerate to the predetermined offensive position. ”

I saw the adjutant take three steps and make two steps to rush down the dirt slope. Major General Ollie's eyes couldn't help but show a little envy. He gasped and sat down on a boulder. Let the cold breeze blow into his burning lungs. Spreading out the map, I could barely see in the clear moonlight that a town called Visoland was already within easy reach of me; Less than 40 kilometers to the northwest of it was the fortress of Longvi, where the French Third Army was heavily concentrated. After a while, the fat man Ollie's panting gradually calmed down; On that harmless face of humans and animals, a trace of solemnity quietly emerged.

Two days earlier, he had received an order from Tionville at his headquarters, and the crown prince of the Fifth Army had ordered him to immediately assemble his own troops. Travel through the Ardennes Forest to attack the French town of Visoland outside the forest. The crown prince also set a deadline for him to attack, requiring that the French troops in front of him be repulsed by 17 May and that he should hold out in the area for more than a week.

As for Qing Ying's first edict, Oli was able to accept it with complete pleasure: the 135th Division under his command had the most standard establishment of a German infantry division, that is, two infantry brigades and a field artillery brigade, as well as a number of chasseur troops, engineering troops, and technical units, and was fully capable of attacking the French army in Vesolang. However, if he were to hold on for more than a week after the capture of the city, Ollie would have no confidence in his heart. It is important to know that the main force of the French Third Army could be stationed at the fortress of Longvi, which was not far from here, and there was only one day's journey from there; If the other party is out of the nest. This little force in his own hands alone is far from being able to match it!

If there was a steady stream of troops coming behind him, Ollie would not mind a great battle with the French here; After all, the German armies on the northern and southern flanks were victorious. It was already scratching in the hearts of all the German officers and soldiers in the Middle Road like a cat's claw, and they were all eager to make a difference with Emmisi and Ruprecht. However, based on the wording of Qingying's telegram and the tone of the telephone, it is likely that his troops will be alone, or at least in a state of lack of reinforcements. Although his allies had just set an unprecedented record of 34,000 French troops killed and wounded in a single day in Salbul, this still did not make Ollie let his worries go. Feeling that his strength was almost recovered, Ollie patted his ass and stood up; Just as he was about to cautiously walk down the dirt slope and return to the avenue, there was a sudden dense sound of gunfire in the distance!

Birds of the forest flew and wild beasts roared. The thud of rifle fire was particularly clear in the dark night of this lonely and desolate mountain, and it spread far away, and for a time the sound echoed throughout the mountains. After a short time, a herald rushed up to Ollie and shouted, "General, the Chasseur Company has encountered a large number of French troops at a kilometer from the road ahead, and is currently fighting with them to the death!" ”

"Hell, I need to know how many French troops have appeared in front of the Dao Chasseur Company! Sergeant, didn't your idiot instructor tell you that this is the most critical information that needs to be prioritized? Ollie's eyes widened and he roared loudly. The herald was startled, and hurriedly said: "General, there are a lot of French, and there are more than 3,000 officers and men of the Chasseur Company from the heights, and they are still appearing from the avenue at the corner of the forest. They are advancing along the mountain avenue and colliding head-on with our main force! ”

With a wave of his right arm, Ollie sent the herald to the air, disappearing in front of him in a matter of seconds. He listened to the dense gunfire and successive explosions in his ears, and his mind began to calculate rapidly. The presence of French troops of this size in large numbers in the middle of the night would definitely not be a normal patrol of the defenders of the area; The only explanation is that the French, like their own, launched a massive attack in the Ardennes. And according to the current situation, in addition to the road they are on, the attacking troops of other routes are also very likely to encounter a surprise attack by the French army!

As soon as he thought of this, Ollie did not hesitate any longer, and said in a loud voice: "Order the whole army to immediately dig trenches according to the mountain road to meet the invading French army!" The heralds on the side immediately scattered in all directions, and the shouts rang out one after another, resounding through the mountains.

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"Boom!" A series of sparks and lightning danced wildly, scraping up the debris of the trees, and swept through the air like a poisonous snake. Werner, a first-class corporal in the German huntsman company, gasped for breath, and his back was already cold and soaked with cold sweat. If it weren't for the strong sense of crisis that erupted from his sixth sense just now, and he forcibly twisted his body behind this big tree like a blessing, he would have been taken to God by this shuttle bullet. Frightened, he prostrated himself and quietly poked out half of his head from the thorns in the grass, but saw that at the corner of the intersection nearly two hundred meters ahead, there was already a figure at this moment. Hundreds of people were slowly advancing with Lebel M93 rifles, which were completely different from the Mauser 98K's appearance, and the muzzles of the black holes were aimed at various areas of the dense forest. Werner's pupils contracted suddenly, these people must be French soldiers!

Not far from Werner, more than a dozen hunters wearing green straw hats were lurking in various strange positions that could be quickly evacuated, and had begun to shoot fiercely with the French with their weapons. The guns crackled, and several French soldiers who were advancing with their heads held high were immediately shot down, screaming miserably. And the French army on the opposite side was not to be outdone, and they also fired fiercely at this side. Seeing that the few green leaves in front of him were broken in half by stray bullets, and trembling in the night sky, Werner quickly retracted his body behind the big tree.

Although the German and French armies were very close to each other, because it was late at night, and the bright moonlight was obscured by the dense forests around them, the actual hits of both sides were extremely unsatisfactory. When the French troops, who had been killed, learned their experience and began to crawl on the ground, the German hunters' hits suddenly began to become miserable. Moreover, the French army used the towering trees around it as shelter to cover each other; In the midst of the stray bullets, the French soldiers were getting closer and closer to the area where Werner was.

Werner took a deep breath and removed one of the straps from his shoulder; As soon as the lock flipped, a strangely shaped firearm appeared in his hand. At just over 0.8 meters long, it resembles a severed Mauser 98K, and its weight of 4.2 kilograms is almost as weightless in the hands of a well-trained soldier. The most striking thing is that it has a large number of circular holes in the front half of the barrel, and all other firearms in the German army are perfectly fitted in this area!

"Click." A metal magazine was placed in the front area of the gun by Werner. The familiar sound of the gun calmed his nervousness slightly. Werner's eyes narrowed slightly, and he poked his head out again to check the movement of the French army, only to find that they had advanced to a dense forest area less than 100 meters away from him. Suddenly, a violent roar sounded, and nearly a hundred French soldiers suddenly jumped out of unison from the ground or behind the trees, and began to rush towards them at a speed of 100 meters!

Faced with this situation, Werner did not hesitate; He rolled on the ground, raised the short firearm called MP11 in his hand to his eyes, and pulled the trigger violently at the rushing crowd of French soldiers. A string of fried beans rang out, and the 20 rounds in the magazine were poured out in three seconds; The five or six French soldiers in front of him screamed and blood splattered, and they fell backwards with a bang. At the same time, there was a sudden burst of gunfire in the dense forest, and countless torrents of steel shot towards the French soldiers like a storm; The French army, who originally wanted to use the tactics of crowds to resist a round of rifle shooting, was caught off guard, and more than 30 people were swept down in an instant!

With the first blow, Werner did not rush to change the magazine, but untied another item from the belt around his waist. It is cylindrical in shape, with a large wooden handle in the middle that can be held in one hand, and a sarcoma-like iron cylinder at the top, which looks quite hideous and terrifying. He pulled the piston at the bottom, and threw it forward with all his might; At this moment, Werner already faintly felt that after this battle, he might even be awarded the Iron Cross of the Second Degree! (To be continued......)

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