Under the rainy weather, the fierce battle between fire and sword lasted for dozens of minutes, and the French army, which was blown to ashes, had no time to deal with it, and it was very difficult to exchange fire.

What's more, the Germans have submachine guns, something that can beat people to the point that their own mothers don't recognize.

If you feel that you can't fight in melee combat, you can just pull it out, sweep the shuttle, and then it's quiet.

However, the French are not vegetarians, and although they are poorly equipped and have low morale, the spirit of their ancestors inspires them, and they continue to launch salted fish spurts to take out one German after another who are caught off guard.

Especially in the complex trenches, the French, who could be killed at any time, made the German army, which had always been invincible, feel fear.

It's like the U.S. military playing COD5, and finally crawled into the position, only to be stabbed by a Japanese soldier, as terrifying as a dog in modern warfare.

But overall, the casualties of suicidal bayonet charges were far higher than those of Gou shooting in the back, and unlike the overgrown tropical Pacific Ocean, the plains of Western Europe had no place to hide and could not be the Viet Cong.

The Germans were still able to fight a tug-of-war when they first came up, and the advantage went back and forth between France and Germany.

However, by the time they had consolidated their positions, the machine guns had already made it impossible for the French to rush forward.

Casualties grew in the midst of the bullets, and the French had no choice but to retreat and rebuild their defenses in an attempt to gain some respite.

The Germans took the opportunity to trim and pass the news to Kuster in the back.

Kuster allowed them a twenty-minute break. The firepower gap during this period was filled by artillery, which would fire far away to bombard the French positions.

At the same time, Kuster threw all his reserves here, and a total of two divisions entered the position.

But instead of helping the former to fight the French, these two divisions bypassed the French, rushed through the gap into the depths of Brittany, and destroyed the local transportation hubs.

Their first objective was Rennes, attacking together with the German army in the Central Region, Army Group Franche-Comté.

However, there is a premise, and that is to cross the Loire and lay down Orleans along the river.

Originally, if they had just done it alone, the dry food they carried on them would be enough to last for three days, and there would be no need to attack Orleans and other transportation hubs.

Moreover, even if they ran out of food, they could follow the example of the first emperor Frederick II to grab food and loot Brittany.

But if you attack Brittany in a single direction and do not control the Loire region below, you will not be able to form an encirclement of Paris.

Moreover, it was the commander-in-chief of the Franche-Comté Army to the south who came to the door on his own initiative, hoping that Custer would join him in conquering the Loire region.

Unwilling to make enemies with the German generals, Kuster agreed to his request, temporarily transferred the two divisions that had already begun the march, and ordered them to take Orleans to the south first.

After they left, Kuster hung up the phone and crossed the battlefield under the cover of a group of guards, and came to the front line to boost morale and observe the battle.

The soldiers in the position were very surprised, and they wondered why a general did not honestly stay at the headquarters dozens of kilometers away to eat, drink and have fun, but came to suffer with them.

They thought that Kuster's previous propaganda was symbolic, and they withdrew to the rear after saying that.

Now it seems that the brain circuits of the Austrians may have been abnormal, because they have been poisoned by the Habsburgs for many years.

Kuster pinched the watch in his hand and saw that the minute hand was completely closed with the numerals. Returning to the French position, which was constantly raising ash smoke from the bombing, he lowered his sleeves and said:

"It's time."

The officer next to him understood, drew his whistle and blew it with all his might.

The French over there also seemed to hear the whistle, and it was obvious that the shadows shuttling back and forth suddenly increased, and more people were killed.

The Germans still walked slowly around the battlefield as if nothing had happened, slowly leaning towards the bombed French positions.

This time, however, the French learned from their experience and instead of cowering in the pit, they came out and clinged to the wooden structure in front of them to avoid being blown up as much as possible. And put the muzzle of the gun out and waited quietly in the bombardment.

And so on, it really paid off.

Seeing a group of Germans roaming the battlefield, the French officer unceremoniously ordered his subordinates to shoot.

A few soldiers fell in an instant, but the sound of the artillery fire was so loud that they couldn't tell where it was coming, so they had to lie on the ground and wait for the artillery fire to stop.

However, not only did the bombing stop, but the oncoming fire increased.

In a hurry, the French brought in machine guns, dug up ammunition from the earth, and when they were connected, they poured out their anger on the Germans.

Several heavy machine guns opened fire together, and the Germans, who were already lying on their stomachs, were eager to burrow into the ground and lost contact for a while.

In the back, Kuster saw that his army was gradually becoming one with the land, and was very alarmed:

"Quick! Boost your artillery and let all your guns fire together! Also, pull my soldiers back from that damn plain! ”

After a round of bombardment, the French frenzied firepower was reduced considerably.

But the Germans on the front line knew that this was only to deter the French troops in the position, and if they did not withdraw quickly, they would soon be beaten into a sieve!

Without commanding, the Germans themselves ran back to their positions, and the speed was so fast that even the French men were amazed.

Looking up at the sky, the sun was approaching the horizon, and the black fog was gradually covering the newly rising moon, and it was probably another hazy night tonight.

Kuster ordered his men to rest on the spot, and then let the artillery fire intermittently, with rounds of bombardment every tens of minutes or even hours.

Thoroughly nightfalling, Kuster inspected the camp. While comforting the soldiers, he also looked for talents for his own plans.

He pulled a few middle-aged men who looked strong and experienced under the tent and symbolically cared for a few words.

Subsequently, he stated his true purpose:

"The war in Paris has been going on for a year, but there is no winner yet. German non-commissioned officers, do you want to bring victory to your emperor? ”

When several non-commissioned officers heard this, they went to die again.

But when they are used to the matter of livestock, even if they don't want to, they still have an indifferent face.

"That's good."

Seeing that they didn't speak, Kuster took it as a tacit:

"You know, in the recent war, we have pulled out all the savings we have had for several years, so that we can pour shells around the clock and achieve victory.

In this way, you form a group, cooperate with each other, and I will give you the best weapons. Go, while it's night, I'll start a round of artillery fire, and you can touch it. ”

"Now?"

"Yes, now! Go quickly, or you won't be able to catch the second bus. ”

I can't catch up with the coffin board... Several non-commissioned officers thought with bitter faces.

Several people wandered around the position, put on heavy armor, equipped with guns, and then crawled out and touched the French position.