According to the wise strategy of Marshal Bazin, the two divisions on the eastern flank of the French army marched forward and pounced on the German troops in the shadows like wolves.

The two divisions on the west side cooperated with the armored brigade to hold their positions, waiting for the jade crushing assault of the noble knights.

According to the marshal's suspicions, the noble knights should have made a great effort to suppress the territory, and then in vain, they heard the bad news of the defeat on the Eastern Front in a stalemate, and finally were routed by the outflanked French army.

However, the first information from the front negated the marshal's judgment: the noble knights stopped on the hills. They were sparsely formed and arranged in a single line, like wolves in the night, staring at their prey, but not approaching.

The Knights did not surprise the two armies, staring at each other from afar, which put the French army in an awkward position.

It was obvious that the noble knights, led by Admiral Farina himself, would never do such a foolish thing. What's more, when the war minister, who was over seventy years old, put on his armor again, he promised not an offensive mission, but a harassing mission.

Dragoons will be on standby not only a kilometer away, but also the capital of the standby.

Because the Eastern Front, as a breakthrough point in the campaign, is about to be decided.

When the two French divisions on the Eastern Front were marching forward, they heard the religious music in the dark night in the distance even more passionate and high-pitched, and the military song was majestic and heavy, at least 10,000 men!

The neat silhouette of the German army gradually protruded from the darkness. And the magnificent song of the Mass, like a heavy shadow, came out of the night, and pounced on the French army.

————— second section of the Mass March—————

Day and night

Dusty on your face

We had a lot of fun

With a gust of dust

The enemy is in sight

I'm going to go full speed ahead!

The value of life

It is to fight for the glorious army

Die for the country

It is the highest medal of honor for me!

————— second section of the Mass March—————

By the time the French had judged the number of enemy troops from the Psalm, the distance between the two armies had been reduced to one kilometer. As a result, the German formation suddenly collapsed and melted, turning into a line of twists and turns of the tide, into a jagged saw blade, and rushed unstoppably towards the French army!

At this moment, the French army was also advancing at a rapid pace of two-quarters! The distance of one kilometer was suddenly shortened to zero, and after a round of guns, both sides fearlessly jumped over the corpses of their comrades, heroically crossed the green smoke of the rows of guns, and held their bayonets and white rifles, and did not hesitate to engage each other in a short battle and kill each other.

The sound of "clanging" bayonets blocking and "poofing" muscle splitting sound came and went!

And this sound quickly filled the entire battlefield, as the army behind was filling in one after another, the contact surface of the two armies was rapidly lengthened, and the picture gradually changed from two brightly colored blue/black oil paints to two intertwined double lines, screams, roars, and bayonet fights shouted together, and the smell of blood rose rapidly.

Constantly exhausted soldiers were pierced with bayonets. Those whose courage has faded, like waking up from a hell dream, suddenly perceives the horror of this bloody purgatory, so they want to drag the remnants back to the position, but several knives on their bodies are frantically gushing blood, and the weakness of this loss of physical strength immediately brings the eerie fear of death, so that the terrible cries for help permeate every corner of the battlefield.

The screaming wounded were once fierce warriors, their courage worn out with blood loss, and then they saw the true face of the bloody battlefield as a nightmare. As they pleaded for help, the morale-filled warriors continued to fill in and fight valiantly, and they were furious with the grief of their comrades, so they brandished their bayonets even more fiercely, and turned into blood-stained demon kings.

In this battle, which decided history, the two great armies with high morale performed extremely heroically, and in the inhuman environment of blood splashing, they still fought hand-to-hand, and there was no rout for a long time!

When the heroic persistence of the infantry is extreme, it takes the cavalry to play the role of the straw that breaks the camel's back.

That is why Bazin placed a cavalry division on the flank of the Eastern Front!

The two thousand cavalry, carrying countless torches to dispel the darkness, maintained a tight formation to complete the detour, and moved to a kilometer away from the German flank, and spent a few minutes reining in the horses, forming a diamond-shaped formation, and then issuing a cry of victory, launching a ground-shaking charge against the fragile diagonal rear of the German army!

The diamond-shaped array is a cavalry universal array, and the three indicators of depth impact power, formation division force, and contact defense power are all first-class. And the diamond-shaped formation composed of a full 2,000 horsemen can definitely deal a devastating blow to the morale of the German army.

The correct use of light cavalry is to cooperate with the infantry to form a strategic encirclement, directly destroy the morale of the enemy, create a rout, and form a pursuit.

But by this time, the target mapping of the German infantry artillery was also completed. The artillery did not dare to bombard the infantry area indiscriminately - so the dense cavalry diamond formation stood out as a satisfactory target for shelling.

Frederick deployed the only artillery he had on the Eastern Front. This was something that Bazin did not expect.

The excellent Knoob steel cannon is ready to be reloaded. The artillery mapped the bombing site into a blank area of 500 meters in front of the cavalry division, and then "knock knock" fire. Countless shells whizzed into the clearing, and the dense French cavalry just burst into the bombing zone in high spirits.

A mighty horseman wielding a saber was suddenly pierced horizontally by a cannonball, the horse's ribs were blown open, and a man's leg flew into the air like a spinning stick, and his foot was still in the stirrups. The hapless horse was immediately knocked to the ground by the unparalleled momentum, and when it raised its head and neighed, blood foamed from its teeth. It was so badly wounded that it couldn't even move its hooves when it lay down, for its entrails had exploded into a flower, and the grass had been painted into a blooming star. But the cavalry on its back was alive, and the excellent chasseur was crushed by his mount, and he lay on the ground, clutching the thigh crushed by the saddle, and roared and screamed in vain, but could not crawl for half a minute—while the friendly cavalry was trampling by, and the cannonballs were bursting in all directions, and it was estimated that he would soon be trampled to death by his "whooshing" companions.

He knew that he would die tragically in the next second, and the painful thing was that he was still living in terror for this second. He fell from extremely mighty bravery to terrifying panic.

If he dies in astonishment, it is a wonderful thing, because only the lucky ones who survive will have time to see the situation and then be captured for the rest of their lives by unforgettable fear.

Many more cavalrymen were not directly hit, but were shaken by the shock wave of the artillery fire, and as soon as their horses fell to the ground, the fallen riders were drowned out by the galloping horses, for the horses frightened by the sound of the cannons would not show mercy. Many of the unscathed cavalry died tragically in the chaos, and the innocent horses were the direct killers.

The remains of the cavalry were one with the dirt. The horse's hooves trampled on the blue uniform, and the bone marrow was filled with the fragrance of heroism.

The French diamond-shaped array blossomed everywhere. The cavalry division, in a hurry to complete the task entrusted to it by the marshal, did not watch out for the treacherous artillery, which led to heavy losses - some of the poorly trained horses were even shocked to the eardrums, fell into madness, and galloped away from the group, ignoring the fact that the cavalry who had fallen from their horses were still stuck in the pedals and stumbled and dragged for a kilometer.

In the eyes of the Germans, this artillery was brilliantly arranged, it was hidden in the unique night, occupied the hilly terrain with excellent gun distance, and appeared unexpectedly in the most ferocious position, in time to support the infantry line whose life was hanging by a thread. It can be said that this artillery turned the tide again and saved the lives of 10,000 infantrymen.

In the eyes of the French army, this artillery force that "gave birth to a son without **" can be called the first of all evils, it proves Frederick's viciousness and cunning, this artillery is hidden in the sinister night, relying on the extremely dangerous home advantage, placed in a reviled abnormal position, at the extreme moment when the French army is only five minutes away from victory, cruelly depriving these warriors of victory and hope.

As a result, when the cavalry division passed through the bombing zone, the picture was spectacular like Cretaceous dinosaurs running wild in a meteorite rain. The craters that bloomed everywhere set off a torrential rain of mud that pushed the people of the neighborhood on their backs, neighing and screaming, and fighting with the sound of artillery.

But the shelling did not stop the charge. Some of the best cavalrymen, hastily controlling the frightened horses, constantly adjusting their posture and rejoining the charge formation—but even so, three cavalry companies were disgraced and deserted because of the heavy damage and demoralization that led to the collapse.

And those barely well-organized cavalry companies, while remaining valiant, got into trouble before death and craters. They had to fight their fears, they had to fight their mounts, they desperately steered their horses, frequently changing their routes, bypassing corpses and craters, regrouping their formation, and then sparsely dashing towards the Germans five hundred meters away.

Even if the losses are heavy, the mission must be accomplished! This is the dignity of the French 1st Cavalry Division!

But by this time, it was too late. Their French infantry line had already begun to break up in these five minutes...... Because the enemy also has cavalry! And that cavalry is even stronger, the only ancient heavy cavalry that retains its modern form, and is best at bringing infantry-ready charges!

Because he was familiar with the distribution of the nearby plains, when Frederick led the knights to charge, he did not light torches at all, but completed the detour in the dark night, sounded the horn almost at the same time as the French 1st Cavalry Division, and rushed unstoppably towards the white-hot white-knuckle battle area!

This heavy night not only helped Marshal Bazin achieve a great strategic success, but also caused Frederick's knights to complete a stealth maneuver in the dark, and no one could map his location!

When the meager light appeared from the hills one by one like candle flames, and then drifted towards the French army in droves, a heart-rending warning sounded in the ranks of the French army:

"Knights! Noble Knights! They rushed down from behind, they rushed down from the hills!"

This warning sound was like a wildfire, suddenly boiling the whole audience, and quickly turned into a unanimous scream. The French commanders, in disarray, with blood-red eyes, rushed up to the mound, raised their swords, and shouted in their voices:

"Change formation!"

"Reserve formation! Bayonet Forest!"

"Enemy attack in the northwest! Reserve on top! Square formation assembled, bayonet forest to the northwest!"

"Hold on! Defend with your flesh! The Germans are about to be defeated! Hold off the knights with your bodies!"