Chapter 321: Him!

In charge of the attack was General Sherid, who commanded nearly three divisions of the British army in an attempt to break the French line on the beach. However, the French were well prepared for artillery fire, companions, and the surging red crowds were repulsed by artillery fire and machine guns every time they rushed in front of the barbed wire. They left countless corpses on the beach, bright red characters, mixed with bloody waters, giving a shocking sense of fear.

However, another organized attack brought him good news. The British finally broke through the French defenses and continued to go deeper. Without even much resistance, they gave up, and the second trench was withdrawn back. Now the three infantry divisions of the British have successfully opened the gap, and are ready to tear the gap, allowing more troops to pour in and crush the French defense.

The charge continued for more than a week without progress, and the British army was demoralized. The British top brass is now changing their tactics and giving a death order to the army, they must take that line of defense and smoothly let the next 100,000 vanguard troops enter France. Then there was a steady stream of troops until the Tuileries were willing to sit down and negotiate with London.

Obviously, this requirement was somewhat difficult for the soldiers on the British front to meet. Because they have only barely tore through the first and second lines of defense until now, the landing of the vanguard has gained some geographical advantage.

General Sheridd stood on the beach, watching the steady stream of advancing British soldiers and the artillery fire being delivered. I didn't feel relieved. The sea soaked his boots, and the air smelled of blood and sulfur. The area of the landing operation was vacated, the fleet was able to land and transport supplies here, and there was good news from the front, they managed to break two lines of defense of the French. Next, part of the army advanced to the right, and part continued to penetrate. It would have been possible to control the Bay of Saint-Malo and move towards the OrlΓ©ans area at the same time.

It's a good start for the British. He couldn't wait to send a good news to General Charles York. Tell them that the valiant British Army Division has taken the beaches of southwestern France, and that they will soon go to the Four Seasons Hotel in Paris to cut steaks and talk and laugh with the French brass as victors.

"Should we send a telegram to Field Marshal Charles York? Tell them the news of this victory. After all, they are now anxiously awaiting news from us, if we can control the bay of Saint-Malo, we will be able to join forces with the British forces in Cherbourg, and smoothly control the bay of the French, so as to achieve our strategic objectives. ”

The staff officer's request to Sheridd opened the door to the French, who were destined to go down in British history as a general, and everyone seemed impatient to report on the results of the battle. Although a week down, there were heavy casualties. But the British had already achieved results beyond expectations, far compensating for their losses. Now, as long as General Sherider is steady and successfully opens a road to Orleans for subsequent reinforcements, he will play a heavy role in this campaign.

"Wait a minute, I still have some questions."

General Shelid did not show the same elation as his staff. On the contrary, his brows are more and more deep, as if he is thinking about something?

He is also a veteran fox who has been war-torn for a long time, and sometimes his war instincts are sharper than any other person's, and he is perfectly able to find the key to the problem in certain details. Like now.

"General Shelid, I don't understand what you mean? Do you mean that we did not crush the French defenses? ”

"Don't you think it's strange?"

General Shelid turned his head, his expression unusually serious. He was still thinking about the previous question, and threw it to his deputy.

"The artillery fire mobilized by the French was obviously so fierce, and after three days of bombardment, why did the artillery fire become sparse by the fourth day, and it was so thin that it allowed our troops to break through the defensive line, and after breaking through the first line of defense, they did not hold on to the second line of defense, and turned around and continued to wait for the bus to retreat away from the coastline."

"Maybe the French weren't well prepared?"

The staff officer reassured his suspicious commander and said to him with relief, "The French may have prepared for a week's bombardment, but it took only three days to finish it. That's why they had to retreat, regroup, and then counterattack. All we have to do is take this area before they counterattack, and everything will be much easier. ”

"No, no, it's not that simple, since the French know that we will land here, and they have specially prepared artillery fire of various calibers, but why should they stop halfway, Paris must have been prepared from the morning, otherwise it would not have mobilized so many artillery. This is where the question that puzzles me the most is that we should be in a terrible tug-of-war with all reason, but now we have easily broken through their defenses, is that all? ”

"But follow-up troops have already been stationed."

The people in the staff will not care about so much, anyway, when the situation is not right, it will be good to let the troops withdraw. Now they can attack, retreat and defend, such an excellent opportunity, but it is rare in a hundred years.

"Even if the other party has set up some ambush, as long as we retreat. In the face of resistance, they will not die on their shoulders, and besides, our high-level estimates that the French can not invest more than 300,000 troops at most? Unless he pressed all his forces to the south, it would be impossible to stop the advance of the British army. ”

Shelid glanced at the adjutant with a complicated expression, and said in a low voice, "May God bless us not to make any mistakes, you send a telegram to Marshal Charles Wick, saying that we have taken the southern beaches, and are preparing to go deeper." And don't tell them that we've put our forces in. If we can break through at that time, we can surprise the command again, and even if we can't invest, we can withdraw the troops and reorganize. Be prepared to do both. ”

Sheridd fully embodies the cunning and tactfulness of being a British general, and even if something happens later, he will not be in trouble.

But he didn't rejoice for long, and a telegram came back from the front. His face changed suddenly.

The British front-line troops, who were the first to break through, were under fierce siege by the French, and they were now in desperate need of reinforcements!

Sherid, who was the first to react, realized that it was a trap!

Damn it, from the fact that the French had abandoned two lines of defense in a row, he wondered if it would be to lure the enemy deeper, but the temptation of the whole bay was so great that he had to take this risk.

There was only a figure on the beach that rushed to the headquarters, and there was a splash in the water. And that curse that echoed in the air.

"Damn French!"

"Quick, immediately send follow-up troops to relieve the siege!"

"Give me a shot!"