Chapter 110: March to Orleans

Countless bullets flew in secret, suppressing the people on the plains like a dense forest.

The excited Germans were caught off guard, and the dense formation gave them nowhere to hide. Wherever the muzzle of the machine gun turns, a large number of people fall.

Fortunately, there is a mound of dirt created after the bombing around, and you can save your life by hiding in it.

The lucky ones lay inside and looked around, but the smoke obscured their vision, and it was difficult to see where they could get a gun.

Nelson stood in the position, holding up his binoculars and looking at his suppressed soldiers and the thick white fog in front of him, his heart full of unease.

In the gaps, I could vaguely see the darkness mixed with fire from those places where the fire was not abundant.

He was sure that the people of the village would provide a hiding place for the French army, which was simply unbearable.

There is no way, the villagers were able to survive before, but now they can only fight together.

Nelson called the artillery commander and said:

"Please fire according to the direction I have given you. The infantry is trapped inside, be sure to pull all your artillery over! ”

After hanging up, he ran to the back of the position and woke up several resting battalions:

"Get up for Lao Tzu! Give you a minute, bring a gun and report with me. ”

He rang the phone again, told the cavalry troops to hurry up, block the French retreat as soon as possible, and then shrink the encirclement and jam the French.

The time came, and the soldiers were ready.

Nelson walked up, pointed to a few people, and called to him:

"A few of you set up machine guns around the village; You, you two, there is a big rock outside the village, you two hide behind it, give the artillery an observation position. ”

The named men grabbed their guns and rushed to the camp to get their things.

Nelson came back to his senses and looked around at the several squares standing neatly in front of him, there must have been at least two thousand people, and these were all reserves.

"Excellent! My soldiers, go to the battlefield to save your comrades! Be careful with houses and smoke. ”

He stood by the ladder and sent away batch after group of soldiers.

After all of them were sent away, they took out their binoculars and observed.

The French fire suppression has not stopped, and it is curious where they have so much ammunition, but it will not be long before they run out.

The reserves, which had just entered the battlefield, had no way to face their suppression, and did not dare to move like the Germans lying in the pit in front.

The two artillery surveyors didn't seem to be in place yet, and the cannon hadn't heard yet.

A restless Nelson sent eight more people away, and after they were equipped with equipment, they dispersed to observe the surroundings of the village.

But after waiting for a long time, there was still no response, and even the artillery urged Nelson:

"What about the location? What about location? My shells are rusting in the chambers! Shall I hit you on the head? ”

Nelson's hands trembled a little, and he stayed motionless next to the radio station, nervously rubbing up sawdust.

Finally, after waiting for a long time, I finally saw a person running back to the position.

The guard touched Nelson, he reacted, and hurriedly hugged the man's arms and asked:

"See?"

"See," the soldier was a little weak, and his voice was weak:

"The French aren't actually in the house, they're all in the wild. I could faintly see them in the smoke, mostly 120 meters east of the tallest house. Some of them seem to be villagers with pitchforks. ”

"That's great! They are poor and can only use herbal tea, so go and rest. ”

Sending the soldiers to the rear, Nelson ran back to the phone, panting and saying:

"The tallest house, about 120 meters to the east. Rest assured that you don't need to worry about accidental injury. ”

"It's a bit vague... Let's get some fun. A helpless tone came over the phone, giving Nelson a sigh of relief.

Then he walked outside and continued to watch the battlefield situation.

First, a few shells hit the center of the village, knocking down all the surrounding buildings, and the terrible screams could be heard even by Nelson who was far away from the position.

I hope you don't disturb him. Nelson looked back at Kuster, who was sleeping in the dirt pit, and then scolded the phone:

"You're missing! And it's also the center of the hit village! The village has blown you up. ”

"You've got a kind of you're going to fight!"

Three or two more fell and hit the outskirts of the village, not hitting a single person, but a little more accurate than before.

"It's off again, it's 12 meters down, 2 meters to the right."

This time only one fell, but after passing through the thick dark clouds, only explosions could be heard.

Under the smoke barrier, Nelson couldn't see where it exploded at all, so he said in a skeptical tone:

"In this position, five more shots?"

Soon, another shell fell, no more, no less, exactly five.

This time he saw the bullet point clearly, and there were a few Frenchmen lying around, and then he became extremely excited:

"Hit! Boost the firepower! ”

Nelson's roar sent countless whizzing cannonballs into the sky, all of which smashed into the village.

At the moment of landing, the firepower of the French was suddenly reduced a lot, and it was already to the extent that they could force their way through.

Hundreds of Germans rose up from the ground and rushed to the village in the thick smoke.

Before, they were huddled in a small pit with their comrades and shivering, but now they dared to face the fire of machine guns.

Not only did they not lose their way when they mixed into the white smoke, they charged indiscriminately and stabbed their own people to death; On the contrary, he was able to clearly identify the location by the sound of gunfire in his ears.

Nelson sighed, but at the same time did not forget to have a friendly exchange with the other end of the phone:

"Stop the fire, you're going to blow up Lao Tzu's people! Go back and I'll pluck your skin! ”

Without giving the artillery commander a chance to scold back, he hung up the phone directly, and then leaned back to the position and watched the battle nervously amid stray bullets.

But the white smoke under the black clouds was like a wall, a wall made of the chamber of a gun, standing inviolable on the plain, cutting off the light on both sides, so that Nelson could not see clearly.

He could only continue to rub the sawdust with his hands, and after a long time, loud fights, roars, stampedes, and screams could be heard from the other side of the village.

All kinds of terrible sounds surrounded his ears, making him more and more painful, and even rubbing the steel plate.

It has been a long time since the sky finally absorbed the white fog, the obstructive white fog finally dissipated, and the whole sky returned to turbid darkness again.

Nelson hurriedly jumped up the ladder to watch the battle, but he was shocked by the facts.

Although his soldiers were generally superior, the enemy's resistance was extremely strong.

The French, or rather the French, united together to fight the Germans.

Most of them were armed with rifles and bayonets, and some of the old and weak women and children supported the ancient farming implements with their thin bodies.

These men wielded in front of the Germans with sticks, pitchforks, hammers, sickles, and other rudimentary things.

However, no one was cut, but the Germans' submachine guns and bayonets were very accurate, one shot was a child, and one knife was an old man.

At first, the Germans could still pay attention to some gentlemanly attitude, but these people were stalking and endangering their own lives, so they could only be killed.

The French were just as brave, but the fire of war allowed them not to die, but to hide behind rocks and lie in the pit for long-range output.

But the Germans had better marksmanship, and the snipers who had been ambushed around for a long time were prepared, and they accurately knocked out one person after another who dared to come out.

Although the French intended to secure their strength and retreat back, they had no way to retreat and had to fight desperately.

After a full battle, the battlefield was miserable, and the corpses of the Germans and the French were scattered all over the mountains, most of which could not be disposed of, exposing the corpses to the wilderness.

In total, the Germans lost 6 battalions and knocked out an entire French army, which was well worth it overall.

Moreover, the key to Brittany has been opened, and they can drive unhindered and occupy all of Brittany.

The next step was to cross the Loire and march into OrlΓ©ans.