The next day, the German breakthrough of the Loire quickly spread throughout the world, and the magnates of all countries were amazed by their speed and their fierce marshal.

The French immediately sent troops to plug the gap and surround them with more troops. The forces on both sides continued to scorch, and eventually a salient was formed.

The German flanks were fragile and could be broken through if they were not careful, so they had to be careful.

But Kuster doesn't think so, wars are never won on defense. He believes that we should take the initiative to attack the French by surprise.

This is undoubtedly a big gamble, if there are not enough reserves to fill the gaps in the front, the entire battle plan will collapse; On the other hand, if they succeeded, it would be difficult for the French to fight on the continent, and they would probably have to move on to Africa.

To this end, Kuster traveled back and forth at the front of the position, keeping an eye on the liaison with his signal corps and constantly observing the enemy's movements.

Once, as he waited anxiously by the radio, the telegraph operator suddenly turned around and told him all he knew.

"Marshal, the guerrillas have crossed the river fifty kilometers and are now about thirty kilometers east of Nantes."

"Anything else?" Kuster asked eagerly, grabbing him with both hands.

"Uh... They have already established a base area. It's just that, well......" The telegraph operator looked embarrassed, slurred, and very unhappy.

"But what? Say! ”

"They seemed to want to go back to the idyllic life, and after sneaking into the town, they actually robbed a hardware store."

What's that? Kuster's heart was full of question marks, he really couldn't think of why he wanted to rob the hardware store in the war, maybe it was the pursuit of art in life.

"Send me a telegram, I want them to be at odds with the French, not to make them blend in with the French!"

Kuster said angrily. Just the scary eyes make it difficult to look directly, and the whole body exudes a terrifying aura like death.

He walked over to another telegraph operator. The man was originally fishing, but when he saw him coming, he was shocked and trembled and pretended to be working.

"How's the war going in Brittany?" Kuster said condescendingly, and the German sitting on the stool was like a dwarf in front of him, and it was difficult for him to face his inviolable majesty.

The telegraph operator hurriedly took out the account book, flipped through it in front of Kuster, and said:

"The Ranker River has been breached. The army marched dozens of miles a day, and was less than eighty kilometers from Brest; The harvest was also more abundant in the south, about 70 kilometres to the north; Flanked from both sides to the north and south, the French army in Rennes and its surrounding area had been encircled. ”

"Well......" Kuster agreed, as if he agreed, as if he was considering, but anyway he was gone, and the telegraph operator could continue to fish.

As Kuster approached the front of the position, the gunfire from both sides was quite clear, and the dense ammunition was threatening to turn the ground into a hornet's nest.

If you guessed correctly, it should be the French.

For the subsequent attack, Kuster allowed only a few guns to carry out a brief bombardment.

It's also funny to say, Kuster hasn't finished dealing with the matter in front of him, and he is already thinking about how to attack later. In this era, I am afraid that he is the only one who is so confident.

There were undoubtedly a lot of French troops on both sides, because as long as there was a breakthrough along the way, the German flank could be outflanked. The Germans knew, and they naturally knew, that they would desperately stuff troops here.

So the only breakthrough point can only be in the middle, that is, due south.

The first priority was to keep the French on both sides, but there was nothing to worry about, as the barbed wire and machine guns captured from the French would make it difficult for the French to move an inch.

However, once the French army retreated, it would inevitably be suspicious, and it would be difficult to completely confront the German positions afterwards.

And a direct attack will also change direction to relieve the pressure on both sides, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone. Especially now, the reinforcements of an army have been reached, and when will it be better to wait without a fight at this time?

So, in the face of the enemy on both flanks, Kuster brazenly attacked.

He arranged two divisions as reserves, three divisions to guard the flanks, and the remaining seven divisions to break through to the south.

All the army, all the officers, all the soldiers were thrown into the fight...... In addition to Kuster, he was drinking tea in the command room at the moment, and said that he was cultivating sentiments.

A few hours later, news of the victory came.

The French forces in the southern bulge were defeated and forced to retreat, and the bombed positions were occupied by the Germans.

The Germans took advantage of the victory and pursued without giving them a chance to breathe, which caused the French army to break up more and more in numbers, and it was already a broken army.

And the Germans also advanced too hard, the battle line was stretched by nearly 10 kilometers, and the already very protruding parts were even sharper.

Fortunately, the reserves were on top and made up for the lack of the front.

Now, another dilemma before Kuster is whether to attack to the left or right to expand the gains.

If you attack to the left, you can surround Nantes, and it is very likely that you will take it, and you can get good results.

If you want to attack east, you will be more profitable, not only can you easily relieve the siege of friendly forces with superior forces, but you can also take Paris directly, which is obviously a better choice.

But his adjutant, Nelson didn't think so.

"Marshal, I suggest attacking to the west as well."

"Oh? Why. Kuster asked rhetorically, wide-eyed.

"As long as we go west, we can completely tear apart the Loire defenses, leaving the French unsafe."

Nelson spoke eloquently, and kept banging on the table to show his presence.

"I've thought about it, but I think there will probably be a lot of people in the west because they can't wait to get through to Brittany."

Kuster retorted. They had crossed the Loire with one foot and had nothing to worry about.

"That's better than the east! My marshal, if you think about it, there is a great town of Paris to the east, and millions of people are in it! Even if you win it, the credit will be all someone else's. ”

Nelson raised his voice, somewhat sarcastically implying that:

"And there's a tricky guy, those Orleanists have surrounded several of our troops!"

Nelson's harsh words made Kuster frown, and he didn't say much, except to say:

"Thank you, please go back, you will command the troops to the west to attack. I'll give you most of the help. ”

"Great! Thank you, Marshal! ”

Nelson looked very surprised, and stood up and thanked him repeatedly, obviously he had not been tempered by Humphrey, and did not know what kind of hole Kuster's words had set up.

After watching Nelson go farther and farther away until he could no longer see his figure, Kuster felt that he had stopped, so he slowly stood up and said to his subordinates:

"Let's go, turn east."