539 The torment of the victors
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On the first day of waiting for reinforcements, the mobile troops outside the village of Prader were divided and encircled by the tank division, and the Prussian army surrendered more than 20,000 people and killed more than 3,000. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ infoThe French lost only 500 men.
The remnants of the Prussian army retreated into the village of Prader, began to dig trenches, lay more mines, and build bunkers.
The day after waiting for reinforcements, the Steam Panzer Division appeared a hundred kilometers away from the outskirts of Frankfurt, cutting off two important railways and communication arteries, cutting off the Prussian army's supply lines and having to urgently deploy supplies from Berlin. And Frankfurt is at stake.
Frankfurt is the economic centre after Berlin and is served by several major transport routes. If Frankfurt falls, the consequences will be devastating.
And the amazing penetration of the blitzkrieg on the country's territory is really shown.
By this time, Fran the Great's wolf ambitions had become apparent - he wanted to seize this important town comparable to Berlin.
Berlin panicked. At first, they read from the military newspaper that the French army's target must have been the village of Prader. However, the Panzer Division fought all the way to Frankfurt, catching them off guard. Berlin woke up like a dream, and hurried to make amends. Fortunately, there is a railway to Frankfurt, which is the key to support.
Prince Karl, who was at the front, received an urgent order from Berlin and instructed to divide his troops to rescue Frankfurt.
Prince Karl is faced with a dire choice. In the end, he chose to obey and ordered the First Army to defend the village of Prader, while the Third Army and two cavalry divisions rode in the army column to aid Frankfurt, seeking an opportunity to annihilate the lone mechanized corps.
On the third day of waiting for reinforcements, the village of Prader was raided by two hundred steam chariots. Realizing that the retreat route had been cut off, the isolated Prussian army was already under siege. Heroic and bloody battles ensued, with Prussian mines and artillery shelling inflicting heavy damage on the steam chariots, but the French army was already determined to conquer the town.
The tenacious Prussian 1st Army fought for four hours, and finally was torn through the line and was bloodied.
At the end of the battle, Prince Karl was sitting in a nervous column on the march to Frankfurt and narrowly escaped.
In this battle, one-third of the 30,000 Prussian troops defending the village of Prader were killed, and a full 20,000 surrendered their weapons, losing countless artillery, ordnance, and supplies.
Only then did Berlin know the horrors of the blitzkrieg.
You think he's going to start the Battle of Prader, but he's already deep into your country's hinterland, straight to the sore spot: Frankfurt.
You think he will continue to attack Frankfurt, but he sees a new weakness: the village of Prader, so like a wolf at midnight, sniffs blood and gathers, waiting for an opportunity to hunt, and at the most vicious time, re-launches the Battle of Prader, which had been put on hold.
Because time is an army, because time is victory, because you never know where the next target of a blitzkrieg is, just as you don't know that he will change targets at any time.
Exhausted, Prince Karl sat in a daze on the military column. He had yet to receive the report of Prader's fiasco, but his instincts had brought pessimism.
The Second Corps, which had agreed to go south to the village of Prader in three days and fight in conjunction with the First Corps, had already ended its march and arrived on the northern outskirts of the village of Prader. But this exhausted army saw no morale-boosting allies, only the corpses of the field, a scorched earth, the tricolor flag fluttering on the bare ground, and the steam of the mighty steam spewing out of despair.
The original plan of the two armies to flank and encircle the French army from the north and south had apparently been aborted. Now, the 130,000 Prussian troops who have traveled long distances and the 100,000 French troops who are arrogant are facing each other head-on. This time, there is no numerical advantage;
There was also information that the 100,000 French troops in the fortress of Metz were already moving towards the mouth of the river. As long as the crossing of the river is completed, the Metz Army Group will be able to outflank the rear of the Prussian army, forming a real north-south flank situation. At that time, the situation will be completely reversed, and the superiority of troops will be reversed, turning into 200,000 French troops encircling and suppressing 130,000 Prussian troops.
Everyone had the feeling that the Second Legion was in danger, and that it had trudged like a weary lamb to the mouth of a tiger, and that it had no strength to escape the predators. Both Berlin and the corps command were pervasive with such desperate pessimism.
No one knows who the next target of the lightning tactics will be. No one knows where the tricolor will rush.
But there is a consensus that has been remembered by the Second Army and deeply rooted in the bone marrow.
That is, again, never again, no more distractions. They are not facing the army, but the wolves.
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"The Prussian army finally lowered its posture and asked for support through the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. At the military meeting, Filia shook off a diplomatic letter and solemnly announced: "They want to establish a joint army command in Berlin-Wiener, with our side in charge, in order to win our entry into the war." This is tantamount to throwing an olive branch of the reunification of the North and the South. β
Frederick turned his head to look at Filia's face, and felt that her serious expression was overwhelming.
"What does Your Excellency the President think?" asked the Secretary of War. Philia then turned to look at Frederick.
"The reunification of the North and the South may be carried out step by step. First of all, the unified coordination of military command should be completed, and then the coordination of other aspects should be completed. Frederick hurriedly looked away and stared at the table seriously: "We know that the Prussian army is a military totalitarian state, and the army structure occupies the main population of the country. If we lead military cooperation, then cooperation on other fronts will no longer be a dream. β
"So, how do we respond to this diplomatic letter asking for help?" Filia hinted at him.
"Immediately gather the army, conclude an alliance with the Prussian army, and automatically declare war on Paris and its allies. Frederick stood up and clapped his head in no uncertain terms. This decision does not need to be discussed at all, because the military department has been looking forward to this moment for a long time.
"Yes!" stood up in unison with colleagues from the military department.
"According to the battle plan, immediately mobilize the troops, reinforce Frankfurt, and join Prince Karl!" Frederick said.
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At a time when the hearts of the Prussian army were hanging by a thread, the French army slowed down the offensive.
This is a moment when the survival of the Prussian army is at stake. The First Army was defeated. Prince Karl stayed away from the battlefield. The Second Army was exhausted and engaged the enemy. The Iron and Steel Heroes are like a bamboo. This series of suffocating bad news made every Prussian soldier nervous and desperate, thinking that it was time to lose the country.
However, the French army slowed down the offensive and settled down in the village of Prader, urgently repairing the tanks and looting supplies. A great opportunity was missed in vain.
The reason is simple, there is a crisis in the supply of armored divisions, and the good days of the blitzkrieg have come to an end - as if the powerful arrows that shoot through the territory have absorbed all the kinetic energy of the vast territory, and the blitzkrieg has finally stopped.
The victory left the French alone in the heart of the enemy's country, and the cost of supply skyrocketed, and the supply line stretched for thousands of miles, and I don't know which link went wrong, resulting in a shortage of ammunition, military coal, spare parts, food, and maintenance. The Iron Master finally stopped wearily and crouched in the village of Prader, laboriously licking his mutilated wounds.
The supply lines were cut off, leading to famine among the front-line soldiers. The exhaustion of medicines led to a plague epidemic on the battlefield where corpses were everywhere, and when the proportion of sick people increased, it also dragged down those normal soldiers who volunteered to care for the wounded, resulting in a great reduction in the power of the group army.
The Legion was as sensitive to the lack of supplies as a baby's need for body temperatureβone degree of temperature dropped, and he became ill, and a few degrees of temperature, and he died.
Hunger, sickness, a little panic, and demoralization. As a result, homesickness spontaneously arose, and war-weariness began to spread. The victorious French army was far away, cut off supplies, and lived a worse life than the defeated Prussian army.
Enraged, Fran the Great rushed back to Paris to oversee the problem of military supplies.
It was his last return to Paris.