Eighty-eight. Big madness

Wang Weiyi's companions also began to move closer to Crown Prince William while clearing the battlefield one by one.

The time between the outbreak of the battle and the search for Crown Prince William was very short, and about thirty British soldiers fell under the guns and grenades of the 1st Search Squad.

However, there are simply too many enemies.

At the very first moment when the shots rang out, Lieutenant Colonel Robin knew that August's reinforcements had arrived.

What it means to capture the German crown prince, Lieutenant Colonel Robin knows better than anyone. And if it escapes, the consequences will be very serious.

A large number of British soldiers immediately surrounded in this direction.

Wang Weiyi found the crown prince, but this does not mean that he will be able to get out of danger

"Guderian, Boncrere, cover the left. Four knives, Steck, covering the right side. Wang Weiyi, who was surrounded by him, didn't panic too much: "Your Highness, please come with me." ”

He spoke very calmly and didn't seem to take so many enemies too seriously.

His companions were equally calm and unaffected.

Five minutes, Captain Ernst needed five minutes

A car rushed towards the location of the flight squadron like crazy, and the sentry standing guard hurriedly raised his gun, but at this moment only one person was heard waving and shouting:

"Ernst! Ernst! Ernst Bream! ”

The sentry immediately lowered his gun.

Orders had already been given to Captain Ernst Bram wherever he went, and whatever he needed had to be provided at the first opportunity.

No one knows what it is, but many people have already received a message from different sources:

It seems that something so big has happened that Captain Ernst Bream has already gone out in person.

Before the car could come to a stop, Adolf Hitler had already jumped from it, so violently and so fast that Hitler, who had jumped to the ground, fell on his heels, but he immediately got up and grabbed a sentry despite the pain:

"Richthofen, I want to see Baron Manfred at once!"

Manfred von Richthofen was surrounded by several companions and ran out, and when he saw that it was Hitler, he hurried to meet him, and before he could speak, Hitler had already rushed in front of him:

"Baron Manfred, this is a letter from Captain Ernst. Hurry, hurry! ”

Hurriedly opening the letter, with some symbols on it and a few lines written on the side, Richthofen's face was at first hesitant, and then instantly showed fanaticism:

"Ernst, this madman! It's amazing that this madman wants me to do such crazy things! ”

His companions looked at each other, and no one knew what had happened.

"I'm going to take off, take off now!" Richthofen shouted: "Go and prepare my plane!" God, in the name of Ernst, I will take off at once! ”

What's going on? What did the "Skeleton Baron" Ernst von Brahm do with the "Red Baron" Manfred von Richthofen?

No one bothered to ask too many questions, and a few people immediately got ready.

Richthofen hurriedly said to Hitler: "Adolf, I have you taken to the telephone, and I will contact General von Bello directly and ask him to attack as soon as possible." Yes, it must be fast! ”

At this time, the big red plane was ready.

Richthofen's excitement could not be suppressed, and the moment he stepped on the plane, he left only one sentence for everyone:

"Witness the madness of the two German barons!"

The red, terrified Allied air force, soon burst into the sky

Command of the 1st Army.

It's messed up, it's already messed up. A corporal named Adolf Hitler actually called General von Bello directly.

In the name of Ernst Bream.

"Corporal Adolf, can you be sure?"

"Yes, General, I can be sure that Captain Ernst needs reinforcements now!"

"I see." General von Bello put down the phone, his expression serious, but his words revealed a bit of anxiety: "How many troops can we mobilize at once?" ”

"Two divisions on the front line can be directly engaged in the attack, and in half an hour we can also commit two divisions"

"Listen, I don't care how many troops I can put in, let all the troops on the front line who can move go on the offensive!" There was something vicious in General von Bello's tone.

"But general, where are the targets of our attack?"

"There is no target, tell those officers that there is no target for this attack!" This was perhaps the craziest order General von Bello had ever given:

"Their only task is to attack, attack, attack and attack again to the British, to the French! Damn, don't ask me where to attack, I don't know what to do! All the places where there are enemies are in the direction of their attacks! Order artillery fire and throw it all into battle! Don't ask me where to blow up, just smash the shell in front! ”

All the staff officers were dumbfounded, how could General von Bello, who has always been rigorous, give such an order?

General von Bello's order was given quickly, and at the same time, General von Galwitz of the Second Army gave the same order.

They didn't know where to attack, and they didn't even know what to do before the attack.

The sole purpose of this attack by Generals Bellow and Galvetz was to contain the enemy and tear a gap in the enemy's encirclement.

As for what results such an offensive can achieve, it is no longer something that the two generals can consider.

As soon as the order was given, all the artillery that the Germans could mobilize had already opened fire, and the overwhelming shells flew out towards the targetless target.

The German units on the front line also immediately began to engage in offensive operations, without sequence, without coordination, which unit completed its preparations first and threw itself into the attack.

The whole battlefield was in chaos, the Germans were inexplicably attacking, and the British and French were inexplicably defensive. There were battles everywhere, a division met a regiment, and a regiment met a division.

The organization was all disrupted, and the German soldiers went into battle one by one like captured strong men, but they did not know what had happened to them until after the war began.

Don't ask their superiors, even their superiors are confused about this. An hour earlier, the officers had been thinking about what to eat for lunch, but an hour later everything had changed.

God knows when such a scuffle will end, and the madness of all this is only because of one person:

Ernst Bream!