C2691 Mace French Army Base Camp

Xiao Letian's shamelessness was something even the birds on the castle could not stand. A few crows cried as they flew far away.

"What the fart!" Have you eaten too much human flesh? " Xiao Letian pointed his middle finger at the crow pen and said, "Remember to go to Paris early. You'll have plenty of human flesh to eat later on!"

Just as Xiao Letian was bickering with the black crow out of boredom, Bismark's secretary ran over breathlessly, "Leader! The Führer, please go to the conference room... A message from Paris! Paris is in total disarray! "

"Oh!" Xiao Letian shouted excitedly, "Let's go, I'll go right now!"

Only three days had passed since the bloody battle at Spicillin's plateau, and the good news had already been spread out by the spies. At that moment, everyone in the temporary headquarters in the castle hall had smiles on their faces.

This kind of situation was very rare for Prussian soldiers who were solemn and not smiling at all. When Bismark saw Xiao Letian, he quickly walked over and gave him a bear hug.

"Dear Shaw! Our strategy has worked. France is indeed in a state of chaos! "

Four hundred thousand people are walking on the streets to protest against the military's cowardice and incompetence. The left wing's representatives are clamoring to form the National Guard, they are demanding that Empress Ou Renni immediately open the armory and arm the two hundred thousand citizens of Paris! ""

"Prime Minister Ao Liwei has already resigned, and even his aides have resigned! Ha ha-ha, the last batch of practical French domestic workers have been killed by themselves! "

"Ha ha-ha, a bunch of newbies are coming up now! God bless, that's good news! "

War was the heaven of the victors, and naturally, it was also the hell of the losers! When Flosad brought the defeated troops back to the Mace, the entire frontline base camp was in chaos.

Three days ago! Napoleon was still immersed in the joy of Flosad conquering the Salbrucon. He was still hoping that McMahon would continue to attack Mannheim with all his might, but the grievous news had smashed onto his head like a meteor.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty … There was an urgent message from Newcastle! General McMahon was attacked by a hundred thousand Prussian Army s, and his unmatched army was withdrawn from Walter City! "

"What?" French Emperor who was drinking meat soup had his hands trembling and his pants up "An army of a hundred thousand? Didn't they say that their offensive position was on the western front line? How did he suddenly appear in Walter? "

At this time, Marshal Ba Zan also ran in. "Your Majesty … Walter, we have lost! "

Napoleon III waved his hand: "I already know, I only want to ask one thing, where is the direction of Prussian's main attack?"

"If I remember correctly, the Prussian's total military investment at the border is only three hundred thousand! And these people have to defend a border of over 300 km, how many soldiers are there on average on every major road? "

"If one hundred thousand Prussian army s are gathered in Walter, does that mean the other borders only have a total of two hundred thousand? Then why is the Salbrucon still fighting!? "

"Let me ask Flosad, what exactly happened? Since the enemy's main force is not on his side, why hasn't he taken over the castle yet? "

When Marshal Ba Zan heard the anger of the French Emperor, he knew that he had to smooth things over for his men, "Your Majesty, please calm your anger! Flosad also has his own difficulties. Right now, all of the outskirts of Salbrucon City is under our control, leaving behind a lonely castle with over ten thousand people. "

"What is this force?" There's no way to stop my army! "

"Then why haven't they conquered it yet?" French Emperor asked in a stern voice.

"Your Majesty, Flosad might be saving his strength, he doesn't want his soldiers' lives to be lost in a meaningless siege! As long as this small city is besieged for a few more days, once it becomes an island, it will soon surrender! "

On the surface, Napoleon III looked like a famous general, but in reality, he was just an idiot in his heart. His command skills could not even be compared to his uncle's, and even some of the teachers and commanders of Prussian army s could not be compared to him!

This was exactly the kind of person he was talking about while being strong on the outside. Marshal Ba Zan's explanation was so far-fetched, but he actually believed it too!

The French Emperor pointed at the map and said fiercely, "Let McMahon defend the Foshan Mountain Pulse to the death and keep the enemy's main forces to the east of the mountain range!"

"Have Flosad quickly sweep through the Salbrucon, and then have the army quickly enter the Prussian territory. Afterwards, take a detour to the east and attack the enemy's main force from the rear!"

"Who is the commander of the Eastern Legion? Was it Karl who had a sick throat? Hehe … To defeat him, it's best if we capture him alive! "

The orders of the French Emperor were passed down one by one. This emperor who treated war as child's play was completely unaware of the dangers of the frontlines. He thought that he could force these generals to sacrifice their lives just by relying on his strong military order.

But he never expected that after just over twenty hours, when dawn of the second day arrived, countless riders appeared outside of Mace City. They were all Rangers scouts that were sent to the battlefield by the French Emperor's army.

"Your Majesty! Hurry up and report this to your majesty... Fifteen kilometers northeast of Mace. We have discovered a large number of our troops being routed! "

"Your Majesty … Flosad's second army has been pulled back, and the entire force is retreating without the slightest bit of weight! "

This time, the Mace City was in an uproar. With the French Emperor awakened, all the executives in the headquarters were ashen-faced.

"How can this be? How was this possible? The Second Army also retreated? And they even directly retreated to the Mace City? Has the enemy already hit me under the nose? "

"Say something!" Why are all of you mute? Didn't they say yesterday that Walter was the main force of the enemy? Didn't they say yesterday that the huge army of one hundred thousand was advancing towards the Strasbourg? "

"Why did it suddenly appear in the western border? How did the elite Second Army get beaten into such a shitty state!? "

"Answer me! "Answer me …" The French Emperor roared crazily in the meeting room, causing the generals below to perspire. The two sides did not dare to speak.

Currently, they could already see the vanguard of the army outside the Mace City, which was a total of 6000 to 7000 cavalry unit s. This was also the only troop in Flosad's hands that did not have their morale crumbling.

The Queen's cavalry gathered all of the cavalry together, protecting the commander as he retreated back to the Mace City.

Flosad rushed into the meeting room in a sorry state, the moment he saw French Emperor, he cried out and directly kneeled on the ground!

"Your Majesty! I was besieged by over a hundred thousand Prussian army s, I am simply too weak, I can't even defend against them! "

There was another commotion in the meeting room. "Are you kidding?" Why did another hundred thousand Prussian army s come? How could these Prussian have so many armies? "

"Walter has more than a hundred thousand, Salbrucon has more than a hundred thousand, could it be that the remaining three hundred plus kilometers of border does not need to be protected by more than a hundred thousand people?"

"Damn it, could it be that the other border's Prussian army Fortress and camps are all empty? All of them were trying to confuse us? "

"Someone is lying. Flosad and McMahon, one of them must be lying!"