557 Death of Mace

The Germans poured into the West Bank like a tidal wave, and Lorraine fell at a speed reminiscent of papyrus rolled in flames. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 The city was captured by the Germans at lightning speed, and the retreating French army did not even have time to destroy the railroad and the junction, and watched as the Germans boarded the roaring train and attacked all parts of Lorraine through the railway network, just as the virus radiated to the human limbs through the vascular network.

The speed of conquest that swallowed the paper was only matched by Fran the Great.

The emperor's bones are not cold, and the motherland has fallen.

In order to return home alive, the defeated French army sacked villages along the way. The defeated army is more ferocious than the robbers, and they vent their fear, frustration, and anger on their fellow citizens. Under the banner of "fortifying the walls and clearing the wilderness", the defeated French army destroyed the villages all the way, not only robbed and plundered, but even looted the villagers' food stocks for the winter, in the name of preventing them from falling into the hands of the enemy.

The defeated French army swept through Lorraine like locusts. Then the Germans swarmed and began the second round of looting.

The whole of Lorraine is devastated.

The villagers had a lot of trust in Fran the Great's military discipline, which caused the farmers to be defenseless against the defeated army. So the village became a paradise for deserters.

An old peasant tries to retrieve his daughter, screaming in the arms of the French army, and he is dragged across the vegetable patch without letting go, only to be trampled into the mud. When the old peasant got up from the mud, he found that it was all over, for he saw through the fence that behind the barn there were two long legs that were uplifted, and that there was a skirt hanging from the feet, and that the maiden was screaming hoarsely like a pig.

"Stop! this was not the case when the Fran expeditionary force left France!" cried the farmer in a hoarse voice.

"Then a new era is coming, old fellow!" came a panting scoff from behind the barn. The girl's screams dimmed.

An embarrassed French captain was counting the grain, and he sternly instructed the peasants, trying to defend himself: "We are not now called the Fran Expeditionary Force. We call it the French Republican Army. The dark reign of the Empire has ended, and the Second French Republic is rising with a new charter. This charter is more advanced and superior, and it can guide us on how to build a society based on the pursuit of only self-interest. ”

He was righteous and stern, and it was clear that his theoretical foundation was very solid.

"Well said, Captain, you are better suited to politics than to serve," the satisfied lieutenant walked over and solemnly tied his belt, "it's your turn." Squirt the pressure out and you'll be refreshed. ”

The captain, who had just resigned in a righteous manner, immediately ran to the back of the barn. The old farmer saw that his white feet were twitching on the dirt floor, and it pained him.

The old man grabbed a pitchfork and rushed at the loud captain, trying to stab him in his uniform. Not surprisingly, the old farmer's vest was pierced by a bullet, and a plum blossom that was unwilling to die leaked on his chest. The old man fell to the ground with a bang, splashing a cloud of mud.

"What did you say to irritate him?" asked the lieutenant, who had fired the black gun, as he withdrew the cartridge casing.

"I recited Isaac's Commentary on Classical Economics......" The captain stared blankly at the corpse with angry eyes, his crotch curled up as flat as ever. He didn't expect that he just let himself go, and he actually died.

Objectively speaking, the atrocities of the French army slowed down the advance of the German army. Because when the Germans entered the village to collect taxes, they found that the vigilant peasant girl had nailed the doors and windows, and a sharp pitchfork was exposed through the window.

The villagers have not been able to hand over a grain of grain and are extremely wary of the soldiers.

In order to consolidate their rule, the Germans were forced to abandon the collection of grain taxes, and instead allocated a small amount of military rations as winter rations and distributed them to the villagers to counteract the fierce resistance of the villagers. It was even more difficult to consolidate order, and in order for the public order propaganda work to proceed smoothly, the logistical pressure on the German army was even greater.

Frederick's prophecy came true. Even if the conquest was smooth, the rule was not easy. So he devised a radical strategy to occupy Paris before the end of winter, and then enter into a break during the winter.

Thus, on the tactical map, the Germans formed three aggressive bright red arrows and surrounded the capital of Lorraine, the fortress of Metz, in three directions.

Marshal Bazin, under the political pressure of Paris, missed the opportunity to evacuate Metz at the end, creating an atmosphere of decisive battle, which played into the hands of Frederick.

And the Charon Legion, which came to support Metz, must find a way to join the defenders of Metz. They have two routes to choose from.

First, directly penetrate the German left flank battle group, step on the corpses of the Germans, and rush into Metz. This is the shortest, most straightforward route. Such a decision required courage and courage, as the German Left Wing Battle Group had been advancing all the way and had not yet tasted defeat, which showed that they were looking for an opportunity to annihilate this group of reinforcements.

At the moment when the edifice was about to fall, McMahon saw himself as the last hope for the French army. He never had the courage to attack the Germans head-on. At the same time, the First Army was isolated in Metz and was maintaining a hopeless holdout, and McMahon could not but support it.

Second, the Charon Corps violated the basic principles of warfare and chose to make a detour from the border city, using Sedang as a supply point to rescue Metz.

As a result, under the intervention of Paris, the Charon Army finally missed the Metz Army and was divided into two pieces beyond the reach of the Depp coalition army, laying a strategic disadvantage.

When the Xialong army marched around the road for thousands of miles, the Metz army has been passively stubborn, waiting for rescue and hope to pass through the autumn water, not only did not wait for the Xialong army, but also was surrounded by Frederick more and more porcelain, not only cut off food and roads, but also cut off the water source.

It was only at this moment that Marshal Bazin realized that something was wrong.

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Metz Fortress is a magnificent fortified city, which was given the mission of "Gate of Lorraine" by the previous emperors, and exists as the heart of the front line against the Prussian army. In order to strengthen the fortifications and transportation, since ancient times, successive emperors have built intricate roads behind the fortress of Metz to improve the transportation of Metz and strengthen the fortress of Metz.

When Frederick led the officers to inspect the fortress of Metz, they stood on the hill and had to look up at the fortress in the distance. The high walls of Metz are like necklaces, strung with dozens of towering round castles shaped like chess pieces.

The towers of the round castle were numerous and magnificent, like a stocky strong man, defending the high wall behind his waist. The artillery on the round fort had the upper hand, and they stared condescendingly in all directions, intimidating the courage of the besiegers.

Historically, this fortress held the enemy back for eight years, causing the invaders to return in vain. Whoever wants to pull out this heart fortress will have to pay the price of blood and will.

In addition to Wiener, if there is a city in the world that does not fall, Metz can be called second.

When Filia saw that Frederick pursed his lips and did not speak, she leaned over and whispered softly, guessing his thoughts: "Bazin is passive and defensive, but he is actually very clever...... This kind of fortified city with high mountains and high mountains, ordinary soldiers will be chilled when they look at it, let alone capture it!"

"No, Bazin is waiting for death. In order to survive, he must try to break through. Frederick put down his binoculars, smiled in the autumn wind, and said, "I will not attack the city, I will wait for Bazin to rush out." ”