Chapter 92: The Mire
In fact, Luxembourg was no longer a small country in the strict sense of the word, and after the Luxembourg crisis, it acquired the Dutch Limburg region, and at the same time recovered the Belgian-occupied West Luxembourg.
The land area has directly tripled, and the population has increased by 1.5 times.
After Switzerland joined the German Confederation in bulk, Luxembourg was given the administration of the canton of Bern.
The Canton of Bern already has a large German-speaking population, and Luxembourg's strong economy makes it easy to secure this enclave.
Due to the emergence of Franz, the economy of the Swiss region was far worse than that of the same period in history, Austria joined the German Customs Union, and at the same time established an Apennine Customs Union, plus the French did not want others to take their own market.
As a result, the Swiss second-hand trafficker lost his job
Compared with the external environment, its own industrial backwardness and weak agriculture are the fundamental reasons. Even the watch industry and tourism were robbed of market share by Franz.
One of the main reasons for the outbreak of civil war in Switzerland was that no one could open the pot and someone needed to sacrifice it.
And no one wants to be that victim.
Luxembourg is a different story, and in this industrial age, Luxembourg was a natural industrial area.
Coal and iron are abundant and easy to mine, backed by the super market of the German Customs Union.
Coupled with a relatively clean and efficient government, as well as a large number of high-quality talents, it is difficult for them not to take off.
In recent years, Luxembourg has increased by 4.8 times in size, and its total population has approached 800,000 (210,000 in the same period in history).
This is an unimaginable figure for Luxembourg in the past, but for a power like France, the danger level has risen from fly to mosquito.
Of the 12,000 men who came to reinforce Belgium at this time, 7,000 were Luxembourg soldiers and 5,000 volunteers from other states.
This figure may not be staggering, but in fact this is almost half of the strength of the country of Luxembourg.
And this is a lone army, and it will not be like the previous times when there are large armies of large countries behind it.
In the worst-case scenario, if the Belgians could not hold on, they would face the mighty French army alone.
In addition, due to their geographical location, even if they win, they will become the priority of retaliation by the French.
So this is not just a lone army, but also a mourning army.
However, this kind of army has an advantage, that is, it is not afraid of death.
The Luxembourgers, who had just crossed the hill, were not shocked by the tragic scene before them, but rushed straight to the rear of the French army like a pack of wolves smelling blood.
The French cavalry also attacked the new army that had suddenly appeared on the edge of the battlefield, and the two waves seemed to collide head-on.
This is unusual, though, as infantry and cavalry don't usually hedge.
First of all, the cavalry of this era will not choose to fight with the cavalry, and the infantry shock cavalry is even more unheard of.
Not to mention cavalry, normal people are already frightened when they see a galloping horse.
For modern people, there are very few opportunities to touch horses, and if they do, most of them are horses pulling carts or bantams in amusement parks and shopping malls.
It is difficult for this kind of horse to give too much shock to people, and a real war horse will evoke the most primitive fears of humans.
The fear of huge creatures moving at high speeds is etched in my bones.
A war horse usually weighs six or seven hundred pounds, and when running, the height is close to two meters (its own height + ground clearance), and it can easily hang Bolt in terms of speed and explosiveness.
Faced with hordes of warhorses, few soldiers would choose to confront them head-on.
On one side is the elite French Guards, and on the other side is the lone Luxembourg volunteers.
One side has the benefit of the war horse, and the other side is condescending.
However, the scene of people and horses colliding and flesh flying did not appear.
In fact, both sides stopped after entering the muddy field. Because both sides rushed too fiercely, people turned on their backs for a while, and some were even trampled to death by their own people.
Before the war started, their own people fell first, and both sides were stuck in the mud and looked at each other, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while.
However, this humorous scene did not last long, after all, this was the battlefield, and soon both sides began to draw their guns and shoot at each other.
The battle was bloody and slow, and in such close combat, neither the accuracy of the guns nor the quality of the soldiers seemed important, since there were almost no misses.
There were people everywhere, people crowded with people, people next to people, and the battles were bloody and cruel.
Especially the soldiers standing in the front row, they didn't even have a chance to escape, and the back road was already blocked.
Some timid soldiers, they can only cry and load bullets, praying that the enemy will die before their own people.
Most people's luck doesn't last long, but those in the front row who die first are lucky, because others continue to endure the torment of sudden death at any moment
Major Compaoré in the rear could not see clearly what was happening ahead, he only knew that the cavalry had suddenly stopped before engaging the enemy.
"Coward! Damn cowards! They don't deserve to be French at all! ”
Major Compaoré then grabbed one of his officers by the neck.
"Damn it! You go up with the Warlords now! They must not be allowed to come back! You know! ”
The officer nodded hurriedly, Compaoré let go of his hand, and the officer quickly grabbed his hat and ran away as if he had been pardoned.
In fact, such a battle was not good for the French army, because it was a bit overkill to shoot with cavalry and infantry.
Moreover, the French cavalry was not superior in numbers, and the weapons were not conducive to such close fire.
At the same time, no matter how much training the horses have undergone, they are still animals, and animals cannot overcome the instinct of fear of death.
At first, the cavalry still hid behind their horses and fired, but the horses were also injured and killed when they were shot.
Soon the horses could not bear the fear and began to flee, and the horses rampage through the crowd with more power than the enemy's bullets.
And this fear is contagious, as the battle becomes more and more intense, more and more people fall to the ground, and more and more horses go berserk.
The losses of this elite French army were much greater than those of the Luxembourgers and the volunteers of the German Confederation, but the actual losses were more staggering than the apparent exchange ratio.
Because the French lost elite cavalry, most of the Luxembourg army and the volunteers of the German Confederation were some temporary civilians.
The commander of the French cavalry was not cowardly, but he really didn't want his elite to die here.
To be honest, those French cavalry fought very aggrieved, dismounted and fired at the infantry, still in this dense formation.
If it weren't for the elite of the French army, it would have collapsed long ago, but even the elite of the French army could not accept such battle losses.
"Retreat!"
The French cavalry commander had no choice but to give the order to retreat, and if he continued to fight like this, his cavalry would be exhausted.
Rather than collapse in morale and become a deserter, he would have withdrawn his troops to regroup.
The cavalry in front had just breathed a sigh of relief, and while they were thinking about how to escape alive, a voice rang out.
"Don't retreat!"
(End of chapter)