Chapter Seventy-Six: Scorched Earth
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"What? A tentative attack can't take a town? β
Bismarck was furious when he heard Bidenfeldt's report. He had thought that even if the first tentative attack could not completely penetrate Paris, it would at least tear a gap in the French defense, but to his surprise, the French line did not move at all, while the troops of the tentative attack suffered considerable losses.
"Why is this happening? This is not the ending I wanted! β
Bismarck roared, "Commander Bidenfeldt, I hope you will give me a reasonable explanation!" β
"France...... The French army changed its approach to warfare...... We can't find a breakthrough for them for the time being......"
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he hurriedly explained to Bismarck, "The French dug trenches, erected sandbags, and even used barbed wire to block the advance of our soldiers. It's not that we are incompetent, it's that the French are too cunning! β
The level of cognition is still in the era of line infantry, Bidianfeldt is at a loss in the face of this kind of defense line, the French soldiers only pop out their heads, hide in the trench and aim at the advancing Prussian soldiers with peace of mind, and even have hand-cranked machine guns to relieve the offensive pressure of the Prussian army for them.
"You can't find a breakthrough, so how can I explain it to King William? The heroic Prussian army was blocked under the city of Paris, because they could not break through the opposing defenses? β
Bismarck was also puzzled by this new method of warfare, as he seemed to realize that the defeat of the Bavarian army was not accidental, but no matter how strong the defensive line was, he could not stop the Krupp artillery bombardment, and he decided to use artillery fire to wash away the shame of this defeat.
"Bombardment, bombardment for me. I'm going to crush the first line of defense in Paris with artillery! β
Annoyed, Bismarck gave the order to the artillery units of the First Army to carpet cover.
"I don't believe that the French can be so tough! A line of defense that infantry cannot cross? I let it turn straight into scorched earth! β
Furious artillery fire covered the French countryside, and scorching explosions swept through the jungles and meadows, leaving only scorching smoke and death blood.
Napoleon sat in his seat, his eyes slightly closed, and listened quietly to the sound of artillery fire. When Prussia was bombarding here, the French fortress artillery also gave a resolute response, and Prussia wanted to break through the first line of defense? That would have to wait until the artillery in Paris agreed.
Although the quality of Krupp's steel cannons crushed the bronze cannons of the French army, this did not mean that France did not have a good enough artillery unit. Napoleon's nickname was the "Emperor of Artillery", and every victory of the First Empire was inseparable from his heavy artillery units.
Bismarck wanted to get an axe in front of him? Then give it a try.
Napoleon opened his eyes, according to the current deployment, Paris would not fall for a while and a half, and the army of 300,000 was like an adrenaline, which increased the strength of the defenders of Paris and also strengthened the chips in the hands of France. Originally, at the beginning, he only hoped to drag on the war indefinitely, but now it seems that the French army should still have the possibility of turning the tables.
Want France to pay reparations?
Napoleon spat disdainfully, it was like a dream.
With the exception of the capitulation faction's garbage, the main battle faction has the belief that victory or death will be held, and no one will take a step back, and no one will raise their hands in surrender.
But in addition to capitulation trash, there is an even more hateful group of traitors hiding in dark corners, trying to shake their legitimate dominance with a coup d'Γ©tat. For Napoleon, this was an absolutely unforgivable crime.
He was the emperor who saved France.
Now the leader to save Paris.
"Sir Thiers, I hope you will not disappoint me, and now it is time for the royalist fools to march towards the Tuileries as well, and it is time to remove the last obstacles of the Third Reich."
According to the plan drawn up by the royalists, the royalist assassins, disguised as soldiers of the Republic, advanced in the direction of the Tuileries Palace, and under the leadership of Thiers, they successfully evaded the interrogation of the other patrols, and when the soldiers saw the councillors, they let them pass and walked in the direction of the town hall.
Thiers was joined by Shellid. Because the mercenaries were his personal "army", Sheridd did not want to hand over command to anyone else.
Looking at the Tuileries Palace as it approached, he could even see the bell tower echoing in the evening. Shelid couldn't help but subconsciously hold the revolver on his waist, but was stopped by Thiers.
"We said we were going to go in quietly. Once you alarm the guards, just sit back and wait. β
Thiers lowered his voice and warned Shelled not to act rashly.
Realizing that he was almost exposed, Shelid lowered the brim of his hat and hid his face in the moonlight.
Thiers stopped and waved his hand, and the others followed Thiers' gesture and stopped.
He stepped up and pretended to speak to the guard in front of the Tuileries Palace. Napoleon had already said hello, so Thiers did not need any formalities at all and took the team completely into the Tuileries Palace.
But follow the other party's depth. ShΓ©lid sensed that something was wrong, the guards at the Tuileries Palace were so few and miserable that there was no figure in sight of the distance from the palace gate to the back garden.
Shelid stepped forward and kept up with Thiers. By this time they had reached the back garden, and further on was Napoleon's office.
"What's going on? I felt something was wrong. β
Thiers stopped, he turned his head to look at Sherid, who was behind him, and the hired assassins who followed him, and said with a blank face, "Something is wrong, let's pause." β
"No, we have to go to Napoleon's office at once. We're close to the goal, so we've got to ...... before he reacts."
Thiers interrupted him rudely.
"I said pause, and quit immediately if the situation is not right."
Under pressure from the other side, the advancing Assassin only stopped.
Before Sherid's could react, Thiers took a few steps back and distanced himself from him.
Cold sweat oozed from the tip of his nose, and Shellier looked at Thiers in a daze. The soldiers who followed behind also subconsciously took out their revolvers and made a defensive gesture.
"Thiers, what have you done!"
Thiers' lips opened and closed a few times, and only one word was spoken.
"Betrayal."
As soon as the words fell, the national gendarmerie hidden in the shadows swarmed out, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the group of assassins, and the group of Shried was surrounded by heavy surrounding!