Chapter 107: The Continent Belongs to Us
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In 1870, winter in Paris came very early, and the temperature dropped sharply shortly after November. Muddy trenches, icy ditches and smoke-filled battlefields have turned the land of Paris into a living hell. The soldier's boots trampled in the puddle of stagnant water, and everywhere he looked, there was a cloudy, blood-colored landscape.
The corpses of the Prussian army were about to block the view of the machine gun shooters, the reddish barrels of the guns smoked and dissipated in the cold air, and the wasteland was full of corpses, and the bravery and glory of the Prussian army could not stop them from dying, and the last time they rushed to the defense line nearly fifty meters, they were still forced back by the Mithrayoz machine gun and Gatling.
I am afraid that even Napoleon III did not expect that the 25-barreled Mitrilayoz machine gun made by Fachan would become a weapon for harvesting human heads. Previously, they had used this weapon as a small field cannon, and it was beaten to the ground by the Krupp steel cannon with a longer range. However, after entering the trench warfare, it became a sharp weapon for harvesting people's heads.
Trochu followed Napoleon on his rounds of the front line, and his presence added a touch of brilliance to the trenches. The soldiers spontaneously took off their hats to salute the great leader, because it was thanks to him that the French army was able to hold on to the battle of Paris with minimal losses.
Everyone's faces changed from the initial apprehension to the numbness of the gunfire, and they mechanically loaded the chamber of the gun to check the condition of the hand-cranked Gatling.
The mud smeared every grim face.
Napoleon stopped, his red pants, like all the soldiers, stained with the mud of the trenches, although his tactics were criticized by the French staff from the beginning, but this did not mean that these "cowardly" and "insulting French traditions" effectively stopped the German offensive.
Following the orders of the incompetent staff, I am afraid that Paris would have fallen long ago by now.
Judging by the reports of the First World War, defense is the best offense. Napoleon gave France a precautionary shot, and at the same time taught his opponent a painful lesson.
He looked ahead and saw corpses stretching along the horizon, and instead of the desired end, the heroic Prussian charge was mercilessly slaughtered.
All thanks to the inventions of the First World War.
Napoleon muttered to himself, "The trench is really a nightmare that the soldiers of the First World War cannot overcome." ”
"Even the Verdun meat grinder is just such a tragic spectacle."
"If we want to break this line, I'm afraid Prussia will need more lives to fill it."
Napoleon slowly descended from the ladder, and Trochu followed him, and the two of them trampled on the stagnant water of the mud puddle, and said, "We have routed three times as many enemy attacks as ourselves, but this is only the first Prussian attack." ”
"I know that the Prussian army wanted to encircle Paris from three directions, and the trenches withstood the test, but it was not the numbers that really constrained us, but the ammunition. At the present high level of consumption, I am afraid that in a week we will run out of ammunition in stockpiles, and when we run out of ammunition, that is, the day the enemy enters Paris. ”
Napoleon sneered and said, "Don't forget, we still have Army Group South, Bismarck wants to attack Paris, next life." ”
Army Group South was a secret killer weapon, and by the time Prussia thought it was about to invade Paris, it did not know how it would feel to face an army group that suddenly appeared.
Walking to the center of the trench, Napoleon paused and faced the soldiers who were still fighting on the front line.
"Soldiers, as you can see, the Prussian army is not terrible, what is terrible is the cowardice that we dare not face the enemy, France has the courage and persistence that other military personnel cannot have, even if you face an enemy of hundreds of thousands of troops, we have never retreated!"
"The advantages of the Chasebo rifle have already been demonstrated, the rear-loading gun allows the soldiers to lie on the ground and shoot accurately at the Prussian army, while the German Dresai rifles are far inferior to ours. Yes, I admit that the Prussian field artillery was far superior to our bronze guns, but the trenches and barbed wire weakened your casualties in the artillery fire, the crossfire network of Mithrayoz machine guns and Gatling would beat the charging Prussian soldiers into a sieve, the Spencer rifles and revolvers would allow you to maximize the damage of the Prussian army when breaking through the line for hand-to-hand combat, and even if you ran out of ammunition, you could load bayonets and fight the Prussians! ”
The soldier touched and wiped the blood from his face, and pride welled up from the depths of his heart, cutting the fear of the French soldiers on the battlefield.
"But why, did the valiant French soldiers surrender so quickly at Sedan ? Because the generals of the Second Empire are all incompetent corpses and vegetarian waste, and their level is only worthy of bullying the indigenous people of Africa! Only deserve to bully second-rate European countries! We have the best weapons, but what do we lack? Lack of superior military commanders and tactics! You can crush Germany, and even the British Empire, we have no interest in the slightest weak enemy, our goal is Europe! It's the colonial empire of France! ”
"Now that I'm here, I'm going to lead France to victory!"
Napoleon's voice was heard throughout the trenches, and the soldiers spontaneously gathered around him, quietly listening to what he was saying.
Bang bang bang.
There was applause in the quiet air, and the soldiers standing around Napoleon began to applaud, and then the applause began to spread and reverberate like stones thrown into a lake, and spread farther and farther through the trenches like thunder and tide.
The soldiers even believed in their hearts that as long as there was a great emperor, they would not lose the war.
"Since the Germans are so brave and aggressive, then we will send them to Valhalla."
At this moment, Napoleon revealed his inner ambition and the unfulfilled dreams of the First Empire.
He wants to take revenge on his former rivals, so that the name of Napoleon Bonaparte will once again ring in the skies of Europe.
Prussia could not stop their advance, and the vengeful specter of reverberating Europe would eventually point its spear at them.
"Europe belongs to us!"
"Long live the Third Reich!"