Li Xiao was right, Napoleon really didn't want to fight.

He found that it was completely wrong to start this war.

It's fighting the wrong war at the wrong time, in the wrong place.

Recalling this false beginning, Napoleon blamed the astonishing idiots of French intelligence.

Before the war, Napoleon only knew that the Ming army was very strong, and it was known as the victorious army.

I also know that Daming will have some new weapons!

But Napoleon did not expect that the Ming army was already strong to this point.

Invulnerable tanks, planes that dominate the skies.

Good howitzers with amazing accuracy, and a variety of killing weapons.

In particular, when napalm is thrown in a trench, it can completely turn a trench tens of meters long into a sea of fire.

All the coalition soldiers in the fire will be charred, and those who are closer will be directly roasted.

Napoleon had seen the positions after the Ming army left, and it was really miserable.

He felt that some of them were really sorry for the soldiers who were charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

The epoch-making significance of the tank is not that it is invulnerable to guns and guns, but can withstand machine gun and artillery fire.

But after this thing appeared, Napoleon found that the coalition forces had completely lost the initiative in the war.

Where and how the battle was fought depended entirely on the Ming army.

The coalition forces can only defend passively, one position at a time.

And the Ming army, if it can't overcome this position, will immediately turn around.

Quickly move to the weak point of the defensive line, and then, relying on the abundant firepower of the tank, the strong armor directly tears through the weak point of the defensive line.

No way!

The maneuver was so fast, and the French relied on two legs and mules and horses.

The Ming army relied on tracks, the big wheels of tractors.

There is no comparison between the two at all!

The French soldiers carried all their equipment and marched 30 kilometers in a hurry, and they would be tired and sweaty.

The Ming army sat on a tank, eating canned food and singing songs all the way forward.

Not to mention thirty kilometers, even if it is three hundred kilometers, you will not be tired to die or live.

As the god of war, Napoleon knew that it would mean little more than to consume more human lives if the war continued.

However, Napoleon hesitated to end the war.

As the Emperor of France and a former ally of Li Xiao, he knew too well the character of this generalissimo of the Ming Dynasty.

Killing everything, and even letting you survive and not be able to die is his style.

If he surrenders now, Li Xiao will definitely let the French fight the Prussians.

And then......!

Then Li Xiao will unite everyone and kill the French first, and then the Prussians, who are so badly injured.

Finally, clean up those European fish belly with low combat effectiveness.

He could even think that of the more than one million French expeditionary forces, it was estimated that few would be able to return to France alive.

The history teacher who was hired at a high price once told Napoleon about the battles of the Ming Dynasty.

One general won the battle and captured 450,000 enemies.

He didn't choose to let go of these enemies, but chose to kill all of these 450,000 enemies...

It is said that only more than 200 child soldiers were left behind, and they returned to deliver the message.

This is so cruel that in modern times this kind of thing would be criticized by words and words.

But ......, the generalissimo of the Ming Dynasty on the opposite side will definitely do this.

It's just that he'll be more subtle.

More than a million people were dragged back to Daming to find some coal mines or other mines.

After three or five years, no more than 200,000 people are guaranteed or alive.

At most, ten years, this million people, even the belt and bones, will be chewed by Daming to the point that there is no scum left.

Napoleon knew Li Xiao too well, and in India he did just that.

Countless young adults in India were sent to the mines by him, and finally became the bones of the mass grave.

Those who were particularly loyal to the Ming were drafted into the army and fought against Arabs, Kurds, and Persians in the Middle East.

The Ming Dynasty usually uses these people as cannon fodder, and if they die, they will die.

Those who survive, when they return to India, are die-hard fans of the Ming Dynasty, and they will get all kinds of benefits.

Even the entire family will quickly soar because of his bravery.

In this way, the Indians were very willing to send their hard-working sons to the Ming army to be cannon fodder.

As a result, Daming had a steady stream of cannon fodder sent to the front line.

However, I know for what reason, Da Ming did not use these people in large quantities.

If it were Napoleon, he would have organized a million Indian troops to fight in Russia.

I don't know that the strength of the Ming army in Russia is stretched thin now!

If there were enough troops, maybe Kyiv would have fallen by now.

Just when Napoleon was at a loss, Moltke, the commander-in-chief of the Northern Front, was busy tormenting like an ant on a hot pan.

The Ming attack was so sharp that the 209th Infantry Division collapsed after only holding out for a day and two nights.

More than sixty percent of the division was killed, and it was completely impossible for the rest to hold the existing positions.

The remaining three divisions were also scarred, with more than 30% of their personnel reduced.

If it weren't for the change of defense, Vyazma might have fallen.

"Bayer they must be rescued!"

Moltke stared only at Vyazma, who was at the forefront of the entire coalition on the Northern Front.

A little more than a hundred kilometers from Smolensk!

It was also the forward base for the coalition's spring offensive.

The railway from Smolensk to the Vyazma region will be completed within a month.

But the sudden attack of the Ming army ruined everything.

More than 100 kilometers, for the coalition soldiers in the Vyazma encirclement, it is the distance between life and death.

"The Ming offensive was fierce, and in just one morning they lost more than two thousand men.

Their shells rained down, and the biggest casualties came from the tanks.

We simply do not have enough weapons against the tanks of the Ming army.

Many soldiers held explosive bags and pounced on the tanks of the Ming army.

But this kind of attack, half of the ten times is successful, it is good.

Now there is an urgent need for weapons to deal with enemy tanks at the front. ”

The speaker was the commander of the 107th Division of the Prussian Wehrmacht, von Murray. General Rundstedt.

Last night, he escaped from Vyazma in an airship at night and passed the first message to the command post in Smolensk.

"What we have now, except for mines, is only eight or eight artillery."

Moltke was also helpless, there was no other weapon in the Imperial arsenal that could be used to fight tanks.

"Then give it to us, the more the merrier. We have more than 40,000 brothers alive, trapped there.

I'm going to save them, not just do nothing here, like you. ”

Feng. Rundstedt was quite old, and only a division commander like him would dare to talk to Moltke like this.

"Okay, it's all for you. The inventory is all for you, but the eight or eight guns weigh two tons, and the airship can't carry much.

Moreover, if the 88 artillery is in charge, you will not suffer heavy casualties. ”

Moltke sighed helplessly.

The tanks of the Ming Dynasty could be driven around, but the Prussian 88 guns could only be deployed in one place.

This meant that the Prussian gunners had almost a few chances to open fire.

As long as it is discovered by the Ming army, it will immediately be bombarded by artillery fire.

No one was able to survive this bombardment, and the same was true of the Eight Eight Guns.

"Then it's good to give more mines!" Rundstedt gritted his teeth, he came from the front line, and of course he knew that although the Eight Eight Cannon was powerful, the disadvantage was that it was difficult to survive.

The weapons used by the Ming to deal with them were not only tanks, but also planes that were wreaking havoc in the sky.

Napalm was thrown down, and the eight or eight guns could not carry it.

"You don't have a lot of anti-tank mines, but very few of them can be used.

Before attacking, the Ming army would use artillery fire to plow the places where mines might be buried or where they had to pass through.

Anti-tank mines will be detonated, and it is simply impossible to exert the power of imagination. ”

"It's not going to work, that's not going to work, that's going to work. Could it be that if we want to wait for death, let our soldiers blow up the tank with explosive bags? ”

Rundstedt was furious, he really couldn't imagine it, he knew that every minute of delay here would have to be filled with the lives of the soldiers.

"Report! Here comes Mr. Hans. ”

There was a lot of noise in the headquarters, and suddenly the staff officer walked in and saluted Moltke.

"Hans! Which Hans? Moltke frowned and looked at the staff officer, he was busy, how could there be an unknown person to see him.

Hans!

In Prussia, there were not ten thousand but eight thousand people with this name. How does Lao Tzu know which Hans this product is?

"Yes, Mr. Hans. By the way, he ...... Possession of the warrant of the Duke of Winter. The staff officer was a little helpless.

If it was someone else, he wouldn't have come in to report it.

But the other party had the warrant of Duke Winter in his hand, and he didn't dare to offend the high-ranking Duke.

"Duke Winter?"

Moltke muttered to himself!

This Duke of Bavaria was a powerful figure in Prussia. How can people come to themselves with a note?

pondered in his head, but he couldn't refuse, so he could only order the staff officer to bring people in.

After a while, the staff officer brought in a guy in a Prussian military uniform.

The military uniform is straight, and it looks a lot like that.

But this face ......, and Rundstedt's hand immediately touched the pistol on his waist.

This is a purebred Ming people-looking face, with black hair, black eyes, and oriental skin.

Excluding genetic mutations, the Prussians can grow into the Ming Dynasty. And there can be a Duke Winter recommend, there is only one person, the Ming man who defected.

"Mr. Hans, what's the matter. I'm busy and don't have much time to receive you. Moltke frowned and looked at the map while perfunctory Kong Tingxun.

"I heard that the Prussian army was attacked by the Ming army, they had a lot of tanks.

And we don't have tanks, so I've got an anti-tank weapon and sent it in the hope that it can help you. ”

Kong Tingxun had a confident smile on his face!

Although he is not considered an honor student at the Army University, the Army University will definitely not cultivate mediocre talents.

Before suffering from tanks, the coalition forces will be interested in his products and may also buy them in large quantities.

However, the price will not be too high that way.

But now ......, with Kong Tingxun's understanding of the Ming army, the Prussian army in Vyazma must have been beaten all over the ground.

Now they desperately need a weapon that can deal with tanks.

Hurry!

The price will be ...... It's a little bit more expensive.

"Weapons against tanks?" Moltke immediately turned his face and looked at Kong Tingxun intently.

"Yes! MANPAD, at a distance between eighty and one hundred and twenty meters, can deal with tanks.

If the distance is fifty meters, it can penetrate the latest type of tank No. 4 of the Ming army. ”

Eighty to one hundred meters ......!

It was very close, and Moltke and Rundstedt were not happy with the distance.

But what they can't do is that they don't have a choice.

Eighty to a hundred meters is better than a person carrying an explosive bag to blow up a tank.

"Do you have a sample?" Before Moltke could speak, Rundstedt asked first.

"Of course, please ask the two generals to follow me outside, and I will show them to them." Kong Tingxun was triumphant.

From the expressions on Moltke and Rundstedt, it was clear that he really needed anti-tank weapons urgently.

This time, you must knock them hard.

Kong Tingxun didn't care about the victory or defeat of the war, or even the life or death of the Prussians.

He just cared about how he could make more money.

With money, even if the war can't go on, Europe can't stay.

It is also possible to go to the Americas, which is said to be quite liberal and open.

As long as you go with money, no one will care about organizing private armies there.

Moltke and Rundstedt hurriedly followed Zu Chengxun out of the headquarters building!

Coming to the outside of the courtyard of the headquarters, Kong Tingxun took out a tube-like thing from the carriage and came out.

The front part of this thing has a conical warhead, and the rest of it is similar to a firearm.

"This is a weapon against tanks, it's called Bazooka!" Kong Tingxun said, carrying Bazooka to his shoulders.

Aimed at a remnant of a broken wall in the distance, he pulled the trigger.

"......!" The tail flame erupted with smoke, and a speck of light left Bazooka.

It's that conical warhead!

"Boom!" The broken wall 100 meters away immediately rose a large cloud of smoke.

Before the smoke cleared, Rundstedt couldn't wait to run over.

The broken wall that was still standing just now has been mostly destroyed, and only the part that is still more than half a meter above the ground remains.

There were a lot of broken bricks and tiles on the side, and the whole wall had been blown apart.

"Shhhh......h Moltke gasped.

It's powerful, and it should be able to deal with tanks.

"It's better to attack the side of the tank with this thing, because the frontal armor of the tank is the thickest, the sides are thinner, and the thinnest places are the top and back of the tank."

Coming from the Ming Dynasty, Kong Tingxun certainly knew where the weak point of the tank was.

"Do you have this thing yet, I'll try to shoot two shots." Rundstedt had already run back out of breath.

"Yes!" Kong Tingxun enthusiastically took out another Bazooka from the carriage, handed it to Rundstedt, and enthusiastically taught him how to aim and how to shoot.

For big customers, Kong Tingxun has never lacked enthusiasm.

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