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The original hesitation of the Prussian army made Commander Bithenfeldt feel very dissatisfied, and the continuous defeat of the French made the Prussians feel unprecedented pride. It was even believed that France was no longer worthy of the title of the first army in Europe, and that the Germans would completely replace it and become the strongest army in Europe.

With great strength comes an unprecedented expansion of ambition, and Bidenfeldt hopes to launch a general attack on Paris as soon as possible. At a time when the French elite collapsed and the Southern Army had not yet been formed, Paris was captured in one fell swoop. Bismarck, however, unexpectedly slowed down his offensive at this time, and entered into negotiations with the representatives of Paris without progress. All this made him feel very dissatisfied.

However, the strict hierarchy of the Prussian army made it difficult for him to obey Bismarck's orders, and it was not until he had concluded a meeting with the parliamentarians in Paris that Bismarck summoned Commander Bidianfeldt.

"A tentative attack?"

Bidenfeldt was a little puzzled by Bismarck's order, "Didn't we just make our first contact with the parliamentarians in Paris?" I thought Paris was going to surrender without a fight. ”

"Yes."

Bismarck nodded, "It is an order to launch a tentative attack, and we need to find out what the French forces are deployed in Paris." They only set up artillery in the city of Paris, and the surrounding towns, including the Palace of Versailles, were nothing more than fortifications. This is their first line of defense, and once they break through, they will be able to encircle the entire city smoothly. ”

The tentative offensive was intended to give a signal to the royalists in Paris, and at the same time to prepare to test the strength of the Parisian defenders. Bismarck, who believed in iron and blood, never saw intrigue as the main means of winning wars, and royalist riots were merely the icing on the cake.

It was best to succeed, and Prussia, who had always been good at suppressing riots, would not believe that they had much chance of winning.

"After the artillery bombardment is over, the Seventh Army will cover your left and right flanks in the direction of Paris, and the 1st and 3rd Cavalry Divisions will also take a roundabout way."

Bismarck paused and said slowly, "All in all, I don't want to see the shame of the Bavarian cavalry division again, such a hasty attack without even a skirmish line, actually being beaten like this by a group of reserve soldiers." ”

Bidianfeldt nodded hurriedly, but in his heart he had a disdainful attitude towards the Bavarian cavalry division. The servant army is a servant army in the end, and he will never make such a low-level mistake.

"The artillery offensive is about to begin, the First Army is ready and ready to attack at any moment."

Bismarck paused, and said, "Also, don't underestimate the French army. Although their elite surrendered and besieged Metz at Sedan, this did not mean that the French did not have the courage to fight to the death. They just lack a commander with far-reaching strategic acumen......"

Bidenfeldt seemed to realize that something was wrong, and could not help asking, "What does Chancellor Bismarck mean?" ”

"I mean, the 'commander-in-chief' in Paris, who has not yet appeared, is the real enemy of Prussia."

Considering all the information he had gathered, Bismarck, who had always despised the enemy strategically and tactically valued the enemy, said with an embarrassed face, "The victory of Metz and Sedans is just an appetizer, and the French army is only now beginning to show its fangs!" This war must be fought with more caution than the Battle of Sedan. ”

Seeing Prime Minister Bismarck's grim expression, Bidianfeldt felt uneasy, and the last time he saw this expression was during the Battle of Sedan.

Bismarck whispered, "Commander Bidenfeldt, I have a foreboding that in addition to the captured Napoleon III, there may be a 'Napoleon' in Paris, who is commanding this campaign. Our previous successes were all within his calculations. ”

As Napoleon's opponent, Bismarck vaguely saw through his combat intentions.

It was the Battle of Paris that would determine Prussia's ultimate victory or loss. It was a bloody massacre, the French were ready to defend Paris to the death, they had no way back, and this time, they would not retreat a single step. ”

Bidianfeldt looked at Bismarck with a pale face and finished the last sentence.

Not a step back.

It lingered in his mind for a long time.

With Bismarck's order, the Prussian artillery began to select artillery fire on the towns near Paris. The shell was loaded into a steel-cast barrel, and after calibrating the distance, the string of the firing pipe was pulled violently, and the impact of the cannon firing pushed the gun carriage back a short distance.

After a loud bang, the artillery spiraled out and sped away towards the French positional line.

A dense whistling sound appeared above the heads of the French soldiers, and when they heard the sound, the soldiers looked up to see the artillery fire that cut across the arc like dense raindrops.

The soldiers, who were still digging trenches, threw away their shovels and hurriedly hid in bunkers. The Krupp cannon that roared through the sky stopped rising in height and began to descend continuously, finally rooting the angry roar on the French soil.

With a bang, the whole world fell apart. The building in front of me is like a building block that has been treated roughly, and it is instantaneously treated

The shrill whistling sound was followed by an overwhelming explosion. Bricks, dirt, tiles, and even human stumps flew in the air, and cries, shouts, and cries for help were endless. To the eyes of the beholder, there are only two colors left in the world: the gray-black that is splashing everywhere and the dazzling bright red that is mixed in between.

Muds smashed into people's faces, with the smell of gunsmoke.

At the orders of the commander, everyone took refuge in the trenches, and the soldiers clutched the cross on their chests and prayed to God. The loud roar in his ears almost tore his eardrums, drowning out his prayers in the roar of the dense artillery fire.

The veteran hid in the trench, his eyes slightly closed, alertly waiting for the end of the war.

The bombardment of the town lasted for half an hour before it slowly subsided.

Shaking off the dirt from their bodies, the French poked their heads out of the trenches and looked cautiously at the outside world.

The smoke and blood-stained earth pounded the retina, littering the ground with ruined houses, broken walls and rubble. The bloody scene after the explosion of the Krupp cannon made the recruits subconsciously cover their mouths.

The junior officer rudely interrupted his shock and warned him that now was not the time to vent his emotions.

"Now there is no time for you to be lyrical, this is the signal that the Prussian army is about to attack, all cheer me up. If you lose, your relatives in Paris will die a tragic death under the butcher's knife of the Prussian army. ”

The commander's bayonet was pointed in the direction of the Prussian offensive.

The medic was busy rescuing the wounded soldiers, while the others sniffed the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke and loaded their bullets.

The officer's words still echoed in the ears of each of them.

"Listen, France will either win or die, there is no surrender!"