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It was only when the Second Wing Army on the eastern flank continued to collapse that Marshal Bazin received the correct information. He was furious to find that the main infantry division and all the artillery of the German army were deployed on the Eastern Front, and even Frederick himself was witnessed by the commander of the Eastern Front. It can be seen that the main force of the German army was actually deployed on the Eastern Front, and the Noble Knights were actually divided into two units, the red dragoons were pinned down on the Western Front, and the silver Cross Eagle Knights opened up the situation on the Eastern Front.

This completely disrupted Bazin's deployment. He knew that the Second Wing Army on the Western Front had to gain overwhelming superiority, otherwise, when the German army that was pursuing the victory outflanked him, the morale of the Second Wing Army would also be affected. The "deserter" is like a virus, the speed of infection may be uncontrollable, if the chain reaction of the rout is triggered, then the deserter will ignore the commander's orders, the military order system will be paralyzed, and the defeat will be irreparable.

Marshal Bazin's experience gave him insight into the future. He had already seen that if mishandled, the morale of the French army would collapse on all fronts within the foreseeable two hours. In order to avoid this risk as much as possible, he had to take radical measures.

The commander of the Third Wing Army on the Western Front suddenly received an order. The marshal instructed the infantry artillery of the 3rd Wing Army to advance in coordination. The artillery would provide ten minutes of artillery bombardment in zero surveying conditions, and then the armored brigade would act as the spearhead to quickly crush the German troops on the Western Front.

Because the visual conditions are extremely poor, the artillery surveyors cannot accurately survey and map the coordinates of the target, and the artillery can do very little. The so-called artillery support is nothing more than a strong momentum - perhaps the shells will wash a hill overwhelmingly, while the German army formation 500 meters away is indifferent and cold-eyed.

But a hundred steam tanks will crush all the obstacles on the road. According to updated intelligence, the armored brigade could have only five thousand German infantry in front and was not equipped with heavy firepower and was absolutely unable to compete with armored units. Bazin believed, and the Germans were well aware of this.

So, Bazin pinned all his hopes on the armored torrent. He had to quickly crush the western flank of the German army in order to regain the declining morale, and finally fight the Chinese army at the same time as Frederick.

Bazin and Frederick, like two strong men wrestling their wrists, did everything they could to win the victory.

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Admiral Farina reined in his restless horses on the hills and looked out at the battlefield where lotus blossoms were in full bloom. The French artillery was blindly bombing, drenching a hill next door to the Germans. In the bombardment of the earth-shaking mountains, the war horses snorted anxiously, and the bombed plots were like a piece of boiling magma, and the blooming red lotuses rose and fell one after another, and they rushed to break.

"They seem to realize that they have been deceived, so this round of fire suppression seems to be in a hurry. The charge of their main forces will soon follow. Griffith struggled to control his restless horse, clutching the reins and telling his father, "Fortunately, you have placed your infantry in the trenches." Our positions are safe. ”

"The only threat is the steam-spewing forts. If they rush to the front of the trenches, our positions will fall. Admiral Farina raised his horsewhip and squinted at the dense tanks: "Even if we cut the tracks, they will still turn the batteries and bomb the positions to pieces." Then the Western Wing will collapse. ”

"So—we have to stop that armored force?" Griffiths had a close relationship with his father. He saw the Admiral's white beard pick sharply and seemed to smile, which made Griffith's heart flutter, and he continued to reason: "We must paralyze these tanks in the middle of the road, so that they will not be able to cover the main force to seize our position." ”

There was a sudden silence in the artillery fire. The bombed plot was like a flaming charcoal, breathing in vain under the night sky. Immediately afterward, the prairie began to tremble, the deafening roar tore through the air, and the knight's eardrums buzzed with the sound of the engine. The vibration of the tank's tracks was heard from afar, and the horses began to gouge their hooves restlessly.

The dragoons were well-disciplined and still stood still on the hills. The bright red and expensive red velvet cloak obscured the light of the armor, and Admiral Farina, still calmly pointing to the rivers and mountains, told Griffith softly:

"Their tactics were very superior, and the infantry was no longer densely packed, but scattered into five to ten skirmishers, following behind the steam tanks in a staggered manner. As a result, the shot rate of those infantry plummeted, and the tanks became mobile bunkers. ”

Griffith was nervous. The enemy's main forces were advancing at a rapid pace, and as they spoke, the five tanks at the front had already passed directly in front of the dragoons. Wait any longer, and the dragoons will let the enemy pass in front of them.

Admiral Farina is still earnestly teaching: "The opponent's tactical thinking has taken the lead in an all-round way. It's clearly technology that drives the way of thought. So Griffith, the war in the future, will be a contest of ideas. You're still young, so read more books while you can. ”

"Father...... When are we going to strike?" Griffith stared anxiously at the army of tanks rumbling down the hills, and he couldn't hold back.

"Calm, patient. We're not planning a pediatric campaign. Our plan is to use 300 knights to attack an army of 20,000. Admiral Farina was calm, squinting his eyes and sneering: "The jade crushing should also be serious." War is fine art, don't lose sight of the details. ”

Griffith held his breath desperately, staring apprehensively at the vast army at the foot of the mountain. He felt like swarms of locusts passing through the countless tanks, swarming and sweeping away the crops in the distance.

"You...... Are you going to wait? Wait any longer, half of the opposing army will pass!" Griffith struggled to hold the reins. But he felt that he was more anxious than a war horse.

"Griffiths, our warfare technology has fallen behind in all respects. What can the cavalry do in the face of those galloping steel batteries?What can we, the old cavalry, do but sit idly by?" Admiral Farina laughed at himself mischievously, tormenting his own son's patience as much as he could. Then he turned his head solemnly, stared into Griffith's glittering eyes, and solemnly announced the answer: "What we have to do is to create terror." Remember, war is a terrible thing, and to create fear is to create victory—because war is a matter between people, no matter how advanced the tools of war may be. ”

The tracks were like thunder, the army was like the sea, and the roaring armored brigade had already run over the steppe under the hills, followed by two French stragglers, and at the rear were the main infantry divisions that were swarming and trailing. A full 20,000 people, eating the exhaust fumes of the tanks, chased after the grass with the crushed tracks.

The gap between the armored brigade and the infantry division, just exposed in front of the dragoons.

"The meaning of jade crushing lies in pointing directly to the vital point. Admiral Farina said affectionately. Then he slowly pulled out the shining Wind King Sword, held aloft this heavy soldier that symbolized the glory of the dragoons, and roared angrily: "Claude, then now!"

On the opposite hill, hundreds of half-kneeling dragoons had already arranged their cavalry cannons, and more than fifty black hole guns were all facing the bustling French army.

Major General Claude saw a golden glow flashing in the distance, and thought to himself that he drew his sword. So he cut off his right hand and gave a categorical order: "Fire!"

Cavalry artillery skillfully fired. These castrated cavalry guns, all modified with six-pounder infantry guns, are slightly less powerful, but they are more than enough to hit targets within 500 meters.

The French did not expect an ambush. The crowd was blown up everywhere. Many of the French troops were so frightened that they bowed their backs, and the surging crowd suddenly stopped.

The experienced French commander quickly gathered his panicked ranks and roared angrily: "The enemy is on a hill 500 meters away! Infantry artillery aims! Organize two battalions and take that hill for me, the Germans are looking for death!"

Thus the wriggling French troops became a mixture of riot and order: on the main roads bombarded indiscriminately, deserters were scurrying and mourning, and people were turning on their backs, but on the left side of the French army an effective counteroffensive force had been organized, and this army was like a soft foot extending out of a large army, which stretched out into the hills, and then broke off from the main army, and began to form itself in a volley, and began to surround the position of Major General Claude.

The French commander was well aware that any German army that appeared within a kilometer of the division headquarters was nothing more than a mosquito that could bite the French at best, and then it would be quickly killed. This kind of behavior of using the mantis arm as a car is no different from sending it to death.

Therefore, this group of artillery units with a riding face is absolutely in danger.