By almost five o'clock in the afternoon, both sides had withdrawn their troops.
An Ning always felt that fighting like this was a bit like going to work. He would send out artillery fire every day, then call it a day and return to the camp.
This was a completely new experience for An Ning. Before, he would directly defeat the enemy in a battle, and then capture prisoners all over the mountains and plains.
"How many more days will this fight last?" An Ning asked Berthier.
Berthier looked up at the allied camp on the other side of the river and replied: "Judging from the enemy's troop consumption today, if the enemy is not replenished, they will retreat after about three days of fighting."
An Ning: "Three days...can't we simply defeat the enemy?"
Berthier: "What, you plan to attack at night again?"
An Ning actually didn't think about the night attack, but when Berthier mentioned it, he remembered, yes, it can also be a night attack...
He turned to look at Berthier and smiled slightly: "You understand me."
Berthier raised his eyebrows: "After all, your night attack two years ago started a series of chain reactions. Looking back now, without that night attack, Lafayette probably would not have lost so miserably. But now
If you want to attack the coalition forces at night, you must first overcome the Marne River in front of you."
As he spoke, Berthier looked at the Marne River that lay in front of him.
An Ning: "Can you consider going around it?"
"Are you talking about going around the ferry upstream? It's too far. Our night attack force will have to set off in the afternoon. Considering that we can't go along the river yet, we will be discovered by the scout cavalry on the other side. We may have to
Advance the departure time.”
An Ning nodded: "I'll think about it. Now I want to visit the troops and boost their morale. I'll leave all other chores to you."
Berthier: "Understood."
After saying that, An Ning waved to his stable boy Julian, jumped on his big white horse and left.
Berthier muttered: "Go and confirm the situation of your acquaintances and just tell them."
**
An Ning knew where Beethoven's troops were deployed.
Berthier has made arrangements so that this unit should not be subject to a frontal impact from the enemy.
Theoretically speaking, Le Sheng should have been doing soy sauce for a day today, which means the enemy killed some enemy soldiers when they sent people to build the pontoon bridge.
An Ning rode a horse and trotted along the river bank. The troops he met along the way shouted "Long live".
An Ning could only raise one hand and wave to the soldiers.
I always feel that I am getting better and better at doing this kind of "leadership" thing.
Arriving at Beethoven's unit, there was another burst of cheers as usual. An Ning finally waited until the cheers subsided, and quickly asked eagerly: "Where is the third row?"
The sergeant who was questioned immediately pointed to the camp not far ahead.
An Ning got off his horse and walked towards the camp.
The onlookers formed a circle around him, leaving the circle closest to him empty.
An Ning had to say to the soldiers: "Disband and go rest."
"We are not tired, Your Majesty General!" A soldier immediately answered loudly.
——But I am a little tired from being teased by you!
An Ning couldn't tell the truth, so she could only say: "Disband immediately and go to rest. This is an order. You still have a battle to fight tomorrow!"
As soon as the voice fell, the sergeant in the team shouted: "Okay, you have heard your order, disband, disband! Everyone go back to the camp, eat when it's time, and brag and spank those who deserve to brag!"
The soldiers then dispersed reluctantly and walked towards their tents.
An Ning curled her lips, her current reputation... was a bit scary.
Looking back on the history of the French Revolution that I am familiar with, there was only one person who had a similar reputation during the French Revolution.
Yes, that guy named Bonaparte.
**
Napoleon Bonaparte was enjoying dinner at the fortress when he suddenly yawned and blew out the candles on the table.
Napoleon: "Damn it, it must be the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces opposite me who is scolding me!"
**
An Ning came to Beethoven's tent and saw Beethoven sitting by the bonfire in front of the tent from a distance.
When he walked in, he discovered that Beethoven had a bandage on his head.
"What, failed?" he asked.
However, Beethoven did not move at all and continued to stare at the fire in a daze.
An Ning frowned: "Ludwig, what's wrong with you?"
At this time, the sergeant next to him spoke: "He was deafened by the cannon. It had to be very loud for him to hear."
An Ning was shocked, what the hell?
Then he remembered that the real Beethoven in history was half-deaf, so he had the famous saying "I want to hold fate by the throat", which meant that he continued to be a musician even though he was deaf.
Beethoven's hearing in this time and space was completely normal, and An Ning had completely forgotten about it.
The sergeant continued in a pitiful tone: "It's pitiful, he's still a musician, and he's just so deaf."
An Ning waved his hand, signaling the sergeant not to continue talking.
Then he sat next to Beethoven and took out a note paper and pencil.
Only then did Beethoven realize that An Ning was coming. He was about to stand up, but An Ning held him down and told him to continue sitting.
Then An Ning wrote on the note: "Ludwig, don't let fate mock you, grab fate by the throat and conquer it!"
Beethoven looked at this piece of paper with a solemn expression.
An Ning tore off the note, gave it to Beethoven, and then wrote on a new piece of paper: "Now, I am looking forward to your music even more, because the music created after conquering fate must be extraordinary!"
He tore off the new note and gave it to Beethoven. Then he stood up and said to Beethoven: "Just be quiet for a while. When this battle is over, I will be waiting for your return."
He deliberately raised his voice very high to ensure that Beethoven could hear it.
Beethoven nodded slightly, and then replied in a loud voice: "I will, Your Excellency!"
After speaking, Beethoven folded the two very precious notes and put them into his pocket.
An Ning nodded, turned and left.
He is not worried that Beethoven will become depressed from now on. After arriving in this time and space, the celebrities An Ning meets in the original history, no matter how young they are, their subsequent behavior will be consistent with their performance in the original history.
Le Sheng should also be able to overcome this hurdle and seize fate by the throat.
So don't worry about him, now An Ning only needs to think about how to defeat the enemy in front of you.
Night attack?
Today the enemy tried a swimming attack, and it seemed that they did not swim over, but walked directly from the bottom of the river.
The night attack troops should also be able to walk right through.
The remaining problem is how to avoid enemy sentries.
Make some noise on the river bank to attract the sentry's attention?
For example, let the troops sing loudly at night?
An Ning wondered about these while walking.
At this time, night had completely fallen, the entire Marne River was pitch black, and dots of campfires could be seen on the other side.
Suddenly, a sentry shouted: "Look, is there a fire over there?"
An Ning immediately woke up from her meditation and looked up at the other side of the river.
A corner of the enemy's campfire on the other side lit up with flames reaching into the sky.