During the march, Kuster did not forget to plan tactics and strategies.

However, his lieutenant Nelson was very disdainful of this, especially the act of rescuing the trapped troops, which made him resist even more, and even persuaded him several times in front of Custer that there was no need to save friendly troops.

Today, Nelson is still speaking out in front of Kuster, as usual. Whenever he talks about the trapped army, he always speaks eloquently, like old Juncker who has been on the street lamp for a long time.

"My marshal, as you can see, there is absolutely no need for us to rescue those people."

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, waving his hands in front of Kuster, and bouncing his body along, as if he were a professional debater.

"Those people can be surrounded by the French, they are just a bunch of fools, and what other intelligence chiefs are also dry food, these people are destined to be nailed to the pillar of shame!"

Kuster was a little speechless, and just wanted to explain, but the next second he was interrupted by Nelson, who was getting more and more excited.

"Marshal, think about it, how many troops the French have, more than 40,000! Plus a group army, which is simply not something that our divisions can contend with. If we go, we'll probably end up in Orleans, like those fools, trapped in Orleans and unable to move. ”

He took a sip of water and continued:

"And this is not the deadliest, our flanks will be penetrated, and the friendly forces defending the coast, and the friendly forces attacking Paris from the north, their flanks will be completely exposed, and then all our operations will fail, and you, as the culprit, will be devastated, both for profit and reputation."

After saying this series of sentences, Nelson was dry-mouthed and reluctant to say more, and stood aside to look at Kuster expectantly.

Although Kuster has always had a good style, he has always attached great importance to the two things of 'profit and reputation', and regarded them as "political weapons".

Now Nelson's words have touched on his scales, forcing him to think carefully and consider the pros and cons.

He thought of something, raised his head and asked:

"Isn't this a big enough crime to abandon my men, especially since I, an Austrian, obviously don't deal with you Germans."

"Big is big, but it's already the slightest loss"

Hearing that he was repentant, Nelson became even more excited, moved to Kuster with a smile, stared at him for a few seconds, and seeing that there was no response, he suddenly stood up, turned to look into the distance, and whispered:

"Losing a few divisions is just a small defeat at the tactical level of tens of thousands of dead people. There are no immortals in war, for us we are just losing a finger. ”

Even though Kuster has always had no conscience and does not like to be a good person, he was really shocked by Nelson's non-life at this moment.

I saw him turn around again, and instead forced to Coust, and continued the topic just now.

"If we go to the rescue, not only will we be pinned, but the defence will also be missing. Do you know where the reserves of the French are? I don't know.

Once we have put all our forces there, the enemy forces hidden in the shadows will be able to wait for their work and penetrate directly into the general depths of our army without spending a single soldier. ”

Nelson propped his hands on the table and said word by word, which made Kuster feel stressed.

"At that time, we will not only die tens of thousands of people and break a finger, but the entire war zone will face the danger of being attacked by the enemy."

"Do the French have such a big appetite to eat? I guess they've even chopped off a finger. ”

Kuster asked inadvertently, but Nelson didn't care, just said "choose for yourself" and left.

Time passed faster and faster, but Kuster never came to a conclusion, and even in the dark of night, the troops were still marching towards Le Mans.

However, Nelson is not in a hurry, and he has an extraordinary patience in this regard. Even if the knife holder is around the neck, he can wait for half a year.

Eventually, Kuster made a difficult choice.

He followed Nelson's advice and gave up rescuing the besieged 4 divisions.

That night, Nelson walked into the command room with a smile and, after a few polite greetings, was met with Kuster's question.

"General, since you think it's better not to save the soldiers, then I want to ask you what your plans are."

Unexpectedly, Nelson not only did not answer, but asked him instead. Fortunately, Kuster is in a good mood, otherwise there would be one less hero on earth and one more soul in heaven.

"Marshal, this kind of affairs in the overall situation shouldn't be left to you, right?"

Kuster nodded, but still had doubts in his mind. He didn't hold back, and said it bluntly:

"I actually want to know, if we don't save those soldiers, then who will?"

Hearing the somewhat compromising words of a dignified marshal, Nelson couldn't help but laugh out loud, and only after relieving himself did he bring the topic back.

"Huh? Since they can't be saved, then it doesn't matter what they do, can't they just fend for themselves! Forget it, I'll tell you anyway. ”

Kuster then took out a map and placed it on the table, pointing out the situation on the battlefield for Nelson.

Nelson leaned over, looked closely, and asked coldly:

"What about the army group to the south, Franche Comté, where has it gone?"

"Trapped." Kuster sighed:

"If you expect them to save our soldiers, you'd better not do it. I can't get in for at least 20 days. ”

Nelson laughed instead, and said with some contempt:

"Enough! I can fully trust that our army will survive, it is much stronger than the French, and I am sure that even if there is an army group, it is no match for our four divisions.

Also, who said that reinforcements are only inevitable? The French army became more and more uncomfortable in Paris, and drew up an army group to protect its flanks, believing that Paris would soon fall. ”

Hearing him say this, Kuster finally relented and moved on to other tasks.

Seeing that he finally stopped asking, Nelson sighed and planned to leave, but was stopped by a shout as soon as he took a step.

Reluctantly, he turned his head and saw that Kuster was holding something in his hand, and felt that something was wrong.

After seeing it clearly, Nelson's hair was plucked all over his body, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"That's what you said, I've written it all down, and if Berlin asks me, I'll say it's all yours. Don't believe it, there are witnesses! ”

Kuster said, pulling an officer next to him over.

This man had indeed seen it in the conversation between the two. Even if not, Kuster has a hundred ways to make him real.

Nelson only felt helpless all over, squinted his eyes close to him, and said:

"We won't be rescued, but we can claim that we're delivered."

"Will they believe it?"

"Don't want them to believe it, we just need the reporter to believe that we are rescuing."

The two looked at each other for a long time, and suddenly laughed together, and the bursts of oozing laughter and terrifying faces frightened the officer next to them.

Finally someone is as reluctant as Custer.