The battlefield in Metz was extremely brutal. The trenches on the river bank were full of corpses of soldiers from both sides.

After a night of fierce fighting, the French army had no choice but to retreat.

Rommel's 7th Division was also crippled due to the desperate resistance of the French army!

"Finally a breakthrough!" Rommel sighed, a miserable victory felt like defeat.

After this battle, the 7th Division will definitely not be able to participate in the next stage of military operations. The glory of occupying Paris has nothing to do with them.

"Yes! We have finally broken through, and there is nothing that can stop us in front of us. We can fight from here all the way to Paris." Chief of Staff Alfred was equally helpless, because he also knew that the glory of marching into Paris was not as good as the glory of marching into Paris.

They have no relationship anymore.

"What a pity!" The two people said it almost at the same time.

"The soldiers tried their best, but they failed to win the most dazzling glory. I am ashamed of them!" Rommel solemnly raised his hands and saluted to the corpses everywhere.

Behind him, all the staff raised their hands.

Suddenly, a staff officer ran over with a telegram, his face flushed with excitement.

"Commander! Commander, a telegram from the head of state." The staff officer ran over and handed over the telegram in his hand before he could salute.

Rommel took one look at the telegram and immediately became excited.

"Alfred, leave the wounded and baggage behind. Take the rest of our troops and we go to Paris."

"But...but division commander, we only have one battalion left. There are tens of thousands of French troops in front of us." Alfred felt that the division commander was crazy.

There was only one battalion of infantry capable of fighting in the entire division, but in front of it, in addition to the French First Army, there were reinforcements from the French Seventh Army and the Ninth Army.

Rushing forward now is no different than an egg hitting a stone.

"The two wings have already moved up, and the 10th Mountain Division will come to take over from us.

We just need to follow the 10th Mountain Division in the attack. The head of state promised us that we will definitely be among the first batch of troops stationed in Paris."

Rommel was very excited. Attacking Paris, the capital of Europe, was such an honor for a soldier.

What's more, Germany and France have had thousands of years of grievances and hatred.

The Germans have not entered Paris with arms for hundreds of years. The 7th Division will rewrite history and will be permanently recorded in the annals of history.

"Really?" Chief of Staff Alfred couldn't believe his ears that such a good thing could actually hit his head.

"Is the promise personally made by the head of state still false? Go and inform the troops. Let's move forward to Paris."

"Yes! Commander!" Alfred was as excited as a young man and trotted to deliver Rommel's order in person.

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Crete, inside the Ming Dynasty Mediterranean Command.

Li Xiao looked at the map and frowned.

Yesterday, he officially issued the mission to attack the Iberian Peninsula.

The 200,000 Ming Dynasty marines who had been preparing in Algiers for more than half a month had already boarded the ferry to Granada yesterday morning.

The scale of this amphibious operation was unprecedented.

The Ming army dispatched seventy-five battleships, including four battleships, two cruisers, and three aircraft carriers.

The rest were destroyers and troop transports, and the first batch of soldiers to land reached as many as 50,000.

This was the worst landing battle ever undertaken by the Ming Dynasty!

Keeping such a large-scale military operation secret is a joke. There are more spies than prostitutes in Algiers.

Last night, I didn’t know how many homing pigeons would be released.

"Should we ask Geritu for some falcons to use against the Arabs' homing pigeons?" Li Xiao said to Lu Zhu while eating breakfast.

"Even if there were falcons, it would be impossible to catch all the homing pigeons.

Those Arabs, there are more than a dozen of them at a time. And that’s just one spot!

Hundreds of homing pigeons were released simultaneously throughout Algiers, and the falcons were unable to catch them.

However, according to my intelligence, the Spanish military preparations in Grenada are not complete.

Ever since the Spanish so-called Invincible Fleet was defeated by the Ming Dynasty, the Spanish backbone has been broken.

Their military performance in Russia is on the same level as that of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. Even worse than the Austro-Hungarian Empire's army.

At least, the Austro-Hungarian army had that ruthlessness. But the Spaniards didn't even have the bloody courage of soldiers.

Among the soldiers we captured, the Spaniards were the most honest and would do whatever they were asked to do." Lu Zhu liked wine very much and had to have a glass of it during breakfast.

In her words, if she doesn't drink some, she feels weak.

Wine can increase energy, but Li Xiao doesn't know why. He doesn't like drinking wine that is the same color as blood!

The trend that is admired all over the world now is the Ming style.

Even drinks are the same. European aristocrats began to abandon whiskey and sweet red wine.

Instead, drink the liquor brewed by the Ming Dynasty, especially the Russians, who like the high-strength liquor of the Ming Dynasty very much.

Only because trade was cut off, European liquor was not popularized on a large scale in Europe.

However, those nobles can always get some high-grade Dabai liquor, such as Wuliangye or Maotai, through various channels.

"How is the fighting in Baghdad going? The Swiss have been fighting for a month, but the Kurds are so difficult to deal with?" Thinking of prisoners of war, Li Xiao immediately thought of Switzerland fighting hard in Baghdad.

For these Swiss soldiers, Li Xiao even agreed to maintain Switzerland's neutral status. After the Ming army occupied Europe, they would not launch an attack on Switzerland.

With the Pope's guarantee, the Swiss decided to fight for the Ming Dynasty.

Soon, they were transported to the Middle East to fight against the Kurds. It took only half a month to clear out all the strongholds outside Baghdad.

But after entering the street fighting in Baghdad, the Swiss seemed to have little success.

"The Swiss suffered a lot of casualties, and the street fighting in Baghdad was very difficult for those guys with fanatical religious ideas.

Be careful with every house and even every corpse. Sometimes people you think are corpses will suddenly jump up and die with you holding explosive bags.

Moreover, all people in Baghdad, regardless of age or sex, participated in the war.

I thought that a child would not be in danger, but I never expected that this child would take out a grenade from his crotch, pull the tab, and throw it over with a smile.

No matter how strong a child can be, many times it is a suicidal attack."

Zhao Liangdong, who was dining with Li Xiao, had already understood the situation of the Battle of Baghdad.

As one of the current battlefields of the Ming Dynasty, the European battlefield is already in the final stage. All Ming armies are resting in Belarus, and the busiest people in the entire European theater are the Japanese and Koreans.

They were working hard to lay the railway, paving the way for the Ming army to march into Central Europe in the future.

The most important battlefield concerning the Ming Dynasty now is the battlefield in the Middle East.

After all, there are oil fields in the Middle East that are indispensable to the Ming Dynasty.

"The religion of the Kurds is actually the same as that of the Ottomans. I told Sun Zhijie to take advantage of their factional hatred.

I heard that the hatred between their different factions is very deep." Li Xiao ate a bun and reminded him seriously.

"We have also learned about their sectarian conflicts. After reading the report, I can only say four words, a thousand-year blood feud!

But Arabs seem to be more..., like the Buddhist type you mentioned.

Although the hatred is deeper than the sea, they can live together.

I think they didn't unite in one city because of laziness.

Extremely lazy!

Just give them a jug of shisha and they can smoke there all afternoon.

Moreover, a group of Arab men were leaning against the wall and could spend a whole day just chatting.

Oh my God! If you keep talking all day long, I'm afraid your teeth will get tanned." Luzhu got a headache when she mentioned Arabs.

There was once a plan to organize Arabs and stir up sectarian conflicts.

Unfortunately, after the Ming Dynasty spies investigated it, they sadly found that there was no way to implement it.

The reason is that the Arabs simply have no motivation for vendetta.

If they had enough to eat and drink, they could sit there and talk all day long.

And the place where they live is also extremely dirty.

Mosquitoes and flies are flying everywhere, and in summer, the dirty water on the roadside is bubbling green.

"Governor Sun also tried it. The Arabs are not interested in war. They just like to lie down or sit.

The way they farm can make people angry to death.

The seeds are sprinkled into the ground in spring, and harvest awaits in autumn. It has to be said that it is exactly as their prophet said. This is a land flowing with milk and honey, just like their lazy farming.

After one year, there is still a lot of wheat harvested for each acre of land. God is really blind!

Giving such a good piece of land to such a lazy person."
To be continued...