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Chapter 473 The Collision Between Nanhua and Prussia (Part Three, Please Subscribe)
From September 9th, small-scale encounters were continuously transmitted to the Palace of Versailles and to the base camp of the Prussian army through telegrams and signal soldiers.

In this base camp, the staff officers will always analyze this army from a foreign land.

After all, they are strangers.

"Their tactics are proactive and flexible."

"Their soldiers are well trained."

……

Comments like these seem to indicate a reality - the South China Army is better than they imagined, and what is even better is their weapons.

As the chief of staff, Moltke once praised the French rifles, but that's all. But now, when faced with the newly seized Type 70 rifles, he couldn't help but praise them.

"My God, it must be a miracle!"

Picking up the rifle and feeling its smooth bolt, Moltke praised.

"If you don't see it in person, it's really 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 it is fired. This is a perfect weapon, but it is a pity that it does not belong to us."

This kind of praise comes from the heart, after all, they are still using poor cardboard bullets.The generation difference in this kind of weapon 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 a word, the Spencer rifle using metal eggshells did not meet their needs.

But now the Type 70 rifles that have just been seized have fundamentally overturned their understanding of rifles.Even the pickiest will have to admit that this is a perfect weapon.

Regarding the praise of the chief of staff, Bismarck just nodded slightly.

"By the end of the war, you're going to get everything people want, including this rifle, but right now, is everything going to plan?"

Facing the Prime Minister's question, Mo Qi nodded and said.

"Yes, everything was planned and now they are heading towards Paris just as we planned."

The corners of Moltke's lips were raised slightly, and his beard was trembling slightly.

"If there is no accident, 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 its flanks, and then we will will cut off their retreat and complete their encirclement."

The plan is always perfect, but what is the biggest shortcoming of this plan?
It's in the air!

In all Moltke's plans, one thing was not considered-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 there are still many French who are actively providing intelligence to the South China Army.

"The Prussians are around the point to fight for help!"

After receiving information collected from various directions, Zhu Xianhai sneered.

"Just like the "Battle of Sedan". This battle fully embodies the combat thinking of the Prussian army's flank attack and roundabout encirclement. They are also doing the same to us now. Paris, like Bazin in Metz, is what we must save He put a decoy there, waiting for us to plunge in. As long as we plunge in, they can mobilize the superior army, attack from the flank, force us to retreat to the south, and then repeat the success of Sedan..."

Don't think about it, you all know what the Prussians are thinking.That is to say, since this war, it has become an old tradition of the Germans to detour from the frontal offensive wing.

From World War I to World War II, the Germans used this tried-and-true tactic time and time again.

Moreover, as a good student of the Prussian army in East Asia, Japan is also good at using this tactic.

With a cigar between his fingers, Zhu Xianhai looked back at Wang Dewen and asked.

"Dewen, now that the Germans have made a move, how do you plan to take it?"

"It couldn't be easier, just use the plan!"

Wang Dewen replied directly.

"Moltke's plan may be perfect, but what was the biggest mistake?"

"We are not French!"

With the corners of his lips slightly raised, Zhu Xianhai smiled.

"So he made a wrong calculation from the very beginning!"

Staring at the situation map of the battlefield, Zhu Xianhai slammed his fist and said while staring at the Fourth Army.

"Let's destroy the Fourth Army first!"

Raising his head, Zhu Xianhai said with a smile.

"Perhaps, the Prussian staff and Prussian officers are very good, and the plans they made are also very good, but this time, if we want to tell him one truth, that is... one force will drop ten times!"

What is one force drop ten meetings?

To put it bluntly, you are allowed to change your tactics and tricks, and I will just say one word-level strength.

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Even though it was late at night, Kleiman and his comrades around him continued to march towards the southwest. Even though marching at night was uncomfortable, no one said anything.

Occasionally, Kleiman would look into the distance, and in the distance, the lights on the cannon carriage could be faintly seen. In the dark night, those little lights flickered in the wilderness like fireflies.

When passing a small town in France, although the town seemed very quiet, Kleiman could still feel that someone was staring at them.

It's French!

The French were watching them.

"The Frenchman will definitely tell the South China Army about our whereabouts!"

"That's for sure, but what if you tell the South China Army?"

It is very difficult to conceal the whereabouts of nearly one hundred thousand troops in a legion. However, this army is different from any army in the past. They hide at night and only march at night. When the sun comes out, they will quickly hid in the woods.

Why did they hide in the woods?
"airship!"

In the empty manor, Field Marshal Count Helmuth von Moltke, the commander of the Fourth Army, looked up to the sky from the window, and then said to the generals around him.

"Whether we want to or not, we must now adapt to this new mode of warfare. If we march during the day, we may expose the target and become the target of the airship. According to the information we have received, the Argentine army is heading to the When the front line was assembled, it was bombed many times, we must get used to marching in the dark!"

When he said these words, Earl Moltke's tone was full of helplessness. Under his orders, the Prussian troops, while constantly approaching the flanks of the South China, could only use the night March, the only way to avoid their airships.

"Your Excellency, if there are no accidents, we will encounter the South China Army tomorrow morning, or even tonight."

Earl Moltke, who had been staring at the sky, looked up at the sky and said to himself.

"Tonight or tomorrow...maybe sooner!"

Just as Earl Moltke guessed, but only two hours later, the Prussian scouting cavalry encountered the Nanhua cavalry, and the battle between them fired the first shot of the battle.

(End of this chapter)