Starting from September 28, small-scale encounters were continuously reported to the Palace of Versailles and the headquarters of the Prussian army through telegraphs and signal troops.
In this base camp, the staff officers are always analyzing this army from a foreign land.
After all, they are strangers.
"Their tactics are very proactive and flexible."
"Their soldiers are very well trained."
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Evaluations like this seem to indicate the reality that the Nanhua Army is more outstanding than they imagined, and what is even more outstanding is their weapons.
As the chief of staff, Moltke once praised the French rifles, but that was all. But now, when faced with the newly captured Type 70 rifle, he couldn't help but praise it.
"My God, this must be a miracle!"
Picking up the rifle and feeling its smooth bolt, Moltke admired it.
"If you hadn't seen it in person, it would be hard to imagine that there is such a perfect rifle in this world, and its bullets..."
Picking up a yellow bullet from the table, Moltke said to Bismarck.
"The troops who encountered the South China Army all responded that this kind of bullet has no smoke or even flame when fired. It is a perfect weapon, but it is a pity that it does not belong to us."
This compliment comes from the bottom of my heart. After all, they are still using poor paper bullets. The generational difference in weapons is simply unbelievable.
In fact, at the beginning, they didn't like the Spencer rifle at all. Its range was too short and its power was too small. In short, the Spencer rifle using metal eggshells did not meet their needs.
But the Type 70 rifle that was just seized has fundamentally subverted their understanding of rifles. Even the most picky people have to admit that this is an extremely perfect weapon.
In response to the Chief of Staff's praise, Bismarck just nodded slightly.
"By the time the war is over, you'll have everything you want, including this rifle, but now, is everything as planned?"
Facing the prime minister's inquiry, Mao Qi nodded and said.
"Yes, everything was planned, and now they are heading towards Paris just like we planned."
The corners of Mao Qi's lips raised slightly, and his beard was trembling slightly.
"If nothing else happens, we can implement the plan tomorrow. Our Fourth Army has already begun to march towards Rouen. We will force them to move to the south bank of the Seine through a fierce offensive on their flanks, and then we will
It will cut off their retreat and complete the siege of them."
Plans are always perfect, but what is the biggest shortcoming of this plan?
Just in the air!
In all Moltke's plans, one thing was not taken into consideration - when the Fourth Army began to move, their actions were exposed. No matter in any era, the actions of tens of thousands of troops cannot be hidden, and besides
There are also many French people who are actively providing intelligence to the South China Army.
"The Prussians are calling for reinforcements at the encirclement point!"
After receiving intelligence gathered from all directions, Zhu Xianhai sneered.
"Just like the "Battle of Sedan." This battle fully embodies the Prussian army's flank attack and roundabout combat thinking. They are doing the same to us now. Paris, like Bazin in Metz, is what we must save.
As part of the plan, he placed a bait there, waiting for us to plunge in. As long as we plunge in, they can mobilize superior troops, attack from the flanks, force us to retreat to the south, and then repeat the success of Sedan..."
You don't need to think about it, you all know what the Prussians are planning. That is to say, after this war, frontal attack and wing detour have become an old tradition of the Germans.
From World War I to World War II, the Germans used this tried-and-true tactic again and again.
Moreover, as a good student of the Prussian army in East Asia, Japan was also good at using this tactic.
With a cigar between his fingers, Zhu Xianhai looked back at Wang Dewen and asked.
"Dewen, now the Germans are taking action, how do you plan to respond?"
"It couldn't be easier, just use the trick!"
Wang Dewen answered directly.
"Maultke's plan may be perfect, but what is the biggest mistake?"
"We are not French!"
The corners of his lips raised slightly, and Zhu Xianhai smiled.
"So he made the wrong calculation from the beginning!"
Staring at the battlefield situation map, Zhu Xianhai smashed his fist and said while staring at the fourth legion.
"Let's destroy the Fourth Army first!"
Looking up, Zhu Xianhai smiled.
"Perhaps, the Prussian staff and Prussian officers are very good, and the plans they made are also very good, but this time we have to learn the truth, which is... to defeat ten groups with one force!"
What is the one-power reduction of ten?
To put it bluntly, it means that you can change your tactics and have many tricks. I will just say one thing - I will push for strength.
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Although it was late at night, Kleiman and his comrades continued to move toward the southwest. Although marching at night was uncomfortable, no one said anything.
Occasionally, Kleinman would cast his gaze into the distance. In the distance, the lights on the gun carriages could be vaguely seen. In the dark night, those little lights were flashing in the wilderness like fireflies.
While passing through a small French town, even though the town seemed very quiet, Kleinman could still feel that someone was staring at them.
It's French!
The French are watching them.
"The French will definitely tell the Nanhua Army our whereabouts!"
"That's for sure, but what if we tell Nanhua Army?"
It is difficult to conceal the whereabouts of a legion of nearly 100,000 troops. However, this army is different from any army in the past. They lie dormant day and night and only march at night. As soon as the sun comes out, they will quickly
hid in the woods.
Why did they hide in the woods?
"airship!"
Standing in an empty manor, Field Marshal Count Hermuth von Moltke, the commander of the Fourth Army, looked at the sky from the window, and then said to the generals around him.
"Whether we are willing or not, we must now adapt to this new war model. If we march during the day, we are likely to expose the target and become the target of the airship. According to the intelligence we have received, the Argentine army is moving toward
When we were gathering on the front line, we were bombed many times, so we must get used to marching in the dark!"
When he said these words, Count Moltke's tone was full of helplessness. Under his order, the Prussian troops, one after another, continued to approach the flanks of the South Chinese, but they could only use the night to
Marching was the only way to avoid their airships.
"Your Excellency, if nothing else happens, we will encounter the Nanhua Army early tomorrow morning, or even tonight."
Count Moltke, who had been staring at the sky, looked into the sky, and then said to himself.
"Tonight or tomorrow...maybe it will be faster!"
Just as Count Moltke had guessed, only two hours later, the Prussian reconnaissance cavalry encountered the Nanhua cavalry. The battle between them was the first shot of the battle.
This chapter has been completed!