The sound of artillery sounded as usual, and dust was constantly raised from the positions, which was nothing more normal for the French.

However, today is a little special, in addition to the tens of thousands of artillery shells sent by Germany, there are also a few people who are secretly lurking in the scorched plains.

The Frenchmen standing guard were so bombarded that they couldn't stand still, and naturally they couldn't effectively observe the battlefield.

Especially in the dark night, the five fingers could not be seen, and the French army did not turn on the lights in order to conceal it, which made the observation work even more difficult.

However, they are used to being bombed, and the shells are not so terrible for them, but it is terrible not to be bombed.

So they were very relaxed, the mounds of dirt outside rattling, and the soldiers inside eating rats and playing poker.

Unaware of the danger approaching, the heavily armored German non-commissioned officers were nimble and quickly touched the front of the position.

Waiting for a break in the artillery fire, he quickly rushed in, cleanly and neatly smashed several sentries with a hammer.

Throw the corpse out of the way, then cruise around the staggered trenches and continue to quietly assassinate French soldiers in the thick smoke.

In this way, the unsuspecting French suffered heavy casualties, while the cautious German non-commissioned officers did not die.

The Frenchmen inside finally felt something unusual, and came out in groups, nervously perceiving movement in the position.

Unexpectedly, the second round of artillery fire was much faster than the previous one, and it smashed into the position after only ten minutes.

The German non-commissioned officers took the opportunity to run to the edge of the trenches and hide in pits surrounded by wood.

One of them, hiding under the eaves, raised a flare gun and fired, and then the red smoke shot into the sky and dissolved into the murky sky.

This sight was seen by Custer, who stood on a ladder, drew his saber and shouted:

"Soldiers, charge!"

Nearly 1,000 people crawled out of the huge position, and the roars of the regiments merged into a group, rushing to the opposite side with a posture like the earth shaking the mountains.

The French were startled for a few seconds when they heard the roar, but they quickly reacted and hurried to the front of the position.

But the ferocious artillery fire killed a dozen people with every step they took, and they were blown up like dogs and dragged out of their positions.

Finally came to the front of the position, and the officer led the soldiers into the pit, wanting to question the sentries.

But instead of the soldiers he was familiar with, he was greeted by Germans covered in steel, who were fiercely raising their submachine guns and pointing them at the officer.

The officer didn't even have time to surrender, and the next second he was beaten into a sieve, and several unlucky people behind him suffered the same thing, pierced by penetrating bullets.

After eliminating these men, the non-commissioned officers braved artillery fire to shuttle back and forth to the front of the position, killing a Frenchman when they saw it, and grenades if someone set up a machine gun.

Seeing that the Germans were getting closer and closer, and his soldiers had just woken up, they were very sluggish and tired, and they were powerless to resist.

The French officers made a decision against their ancestors - to continue the retreat.

The Germans had not yet taken their positions, and the casualties on both sides did not exceed 1,000, apparently not getting bogged down in a fierce battle, but the French themselves withdrew.

They withdrew very decisively, and took everything they could take with them; And the cannons that have long been furnished, as well as useless wounded soldiers, are all abandoned.

A minute after the artillery fire stopped, the Germans took up their positions.

After that, a steady stream of people poured in, and the already narrow trenches were even more clogged.

Kuster also followed the army into the position, and saw the non-commissioned officers lying on the ground, heavily armoured.

He stepped forward and said with concern:

"It's great that you're still alive!"

It's really good, you can go on to die.

A glimmer of light flashed in the closed helmet of one of the non-commissioned officers, as if they were rolling their eyes at him.

Sighing, he asked:

"General, when will we be able to go home?"

When several non-commissioned officers heard this, they also got up slightly and looked at Kuster, obviously expecting an answer.

However, Kuster was an Austrian, how could he possibly know.

"Uh... Oops, it's a little cold. You say that the quality of the French trenches is useless, and the rats raised are not as big as ours. Haha..."

Kuster laughed dryly, felt a little embarrassed, and coughed a few more times:

"Organizationally it's decided, well... I'll try to move you to the rear for a paid vacation. ”

In fact, the Germans didn't care about these little soldiers at all, but if Kuster used his personal connections, it would be very simple.

But even so, this news is worth the excitement of those non-commissioned officers:

"That's great! Thank you, General, for bringing victory to you and the Emperor is our honor. ”

"Hmm—" Kuster replied in a low voice, turning back to the adjutant to ask:

"Nelson, where are the French, I'm going to cut them in the eye."

"I went to a village to the west. It is worth mentioning that most of the men in this village were sent to the battlefield. So, only the widowed woman is left here. ”

Nelson made a strange expression and seemed to hold back a smile:

"I want to... Can we let our soldiers rest there for a while? ”

Kuster paused, and slowly turned his head away. The two looked at each other and smiled, and reached a consensus:

"Okay, let's go. Nelson, I'll leave it to you, whatever you want, just don't bring anyone in front of me, I'm already a fifty-year-old man. ”

Nelson saluted him, walked to the front, and shouted some lewd and vulgar words to the soldiers.

However, this not only did not disgust the soldiers, but made them feel more emotional, and the hatred for their superiors due to lack of sleep turned into admiration.

So, with the consent of many bigwigs in the group army, the commander-in-chief of the artillery took the lead in fighting for the merit - throwing nearly a thousand shells around the village, blasting the solid stones into ashes.

In order to prevent the French from escaping again, the cavalry outflanked the sides, cutting off the retreat of the French army.

Seeing that the preparations were almost complete, Nelson immediately made a decision and gave the order to charge.

The Germans, who had already set up the ladder, jumped out with a fierce spirit, and howled like a wild dog.

The French in the village were so frightened that they were surrounded on all sides by such a fierce attack, and they had the idea of surrendering.

But the officer categorically disagreed, raised his pistol and asked loudly:

"French men, are you going to give your land and your wife to the Germans, as they did in history?"

This roar suppressed the panicked French army, and their eyes gradually became resolute, as if they had changed people, and quickly ran to the entrance of the village to set up defenses.

However, there were still a few stunned young men who asked the officers what Emperor Napoleon III did in the Franco-Prussian War.

There is no doubt that they were shot, leaving only those who are determined to fight.

Under the eaves of the fire, squatting Frenchmen, guns in hand, bloodshot eyelids, staring at the plain.

Suddenly, the first person wearing the iconic steel helmet appeared in view.

Decisively pulled the trigger, and the man fell to the ground.

It was precisely because of this shot that the village of "widows" in Brittany was finally silent.