Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

The fire that had burned all night was finally extinguished in the early morning, but thick smoke still rose into the sky. All the civilians and soldiers in the city had faces full of grief and indignation as they looked at these late reinforcements in silence.

The corpses of the fallen soldiers were carried out of the city and laid on the grass. They could only bury them early in the summer heat.

The old priest's hair was a mess, and his robes were stained with mud. He was praying for every soldier's death, his expression extremely pious.

Graveyard after tomb was dug out one after another. The shallow grave was not even half a meter deep. Warriors that had fought for an entire night did not even have a thin leather coffin. They were only buried hastily with a roll of felt.

"Did those damn Chinese do it, too? All these pagan s will go to hell! Attack, attack... The artillery will follow the main force and attack the damned Germanic barbarians! " Flosad roared.

Forty thousand troops were swallowed up by the fury of revenge, and their long lines of marching began to change as units spread out across the wilderness in a heavy offensive formation.

Looking down from the sky, the military formations were like thick, square bricks that were placed on the ground. They were like a mountain pressing down on a peak as they moved towards the northern border river, the Saar River.

On the other side of the river was the border town of Germany. The patrolling guards on the city wall had long seen the smoke and dust on the southern horizon, and they knew that what was coming would eventually come.

"The enemy has appeared. Five kilometers of the horizon is filled with smoke belts …"

"Explosion of the railway bridge and the stone bridge … Artillery ready to fire... "The enemy has appeared …"

In Flosad's field of vision, it suddenly erupted with many flashes of light and smoke that rushed into the sky, followed by a sound like thunder in his ears.

"Damn it!" Prussian blew up the bridge over the river, and even railway bridge was blown up? This group of turtles … "Let our engineers do it!"

Also, send a telegram to His Majesty, the Prussian does not have the guts to fight against us, the France.

"Hahaha …" We have all overestimated these Germans, they don't even have the strength to fight with our France! "

There was a railway link between France and Germany, and trade between the two countries was very frequent during the non-war period, only because the war temporarily prevented trade between them.

It goes without saying how important the railway line was to them. Seeing the Prussian exploding on them meant that they had no intention to attack.

Without the transportation support of the railway, the Prussian army could only return to the most primitive mode of supply. That kind of backwardness wouldn't be able to support the consumption of hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The French artillery began firing at the other side of the river. The heavy bronze cannons fired a shell with a delay fuse towards the Prussian army's position on the other side.

Boom! Boom! Boom! In Salbrucon City, clouds of dust exploded, following that, Prussian army's cannons started to counterattack.

The Salbrucon was a trap set up by the Prussian. The citizens of the city have long been evacuated, and at the moment, there was only a single division standing guard, equipped with the most primitive weapons.

Cannons were eliminated when they were Poo War s, and their firing speed and accuracy were not even comparable to that of the French army. Adding to that, there were not many cannons in the first place, so the strength of the counter-attack was minimal.

With this, the morale of the French army rose. The engineers began to speed up the erection of the pontoon bridge, and the boats were pushed into the river by ropes. The undercover experts quickly swam to the opposite shore with the support of their own forces.

The boat and the rope became the skeleton of the pontoon bridge. Soon after, the engineers began to quickly lay down the planks. After two hours, the four pontoons would be passable.

"Attack …" Cannon Cover... "Infantry fighting for the beach and building a beachhead..."

A group of French soldiers with red pants shouted out as they ran up the floating bridge with rifles equipped with bayonets in their hands! They quickly arrived at the other side!

Only now did the Prussian army's counterattack cause a certain amount of casualties. They started to pour fire on the French army who were fighting for the shore, and the dense rain of bullets killed layer after layer of them.

The French soldiers had also turned bloodshot. They rushed forward and kneeled on one knee to fight back. Some of them even lay on their hands and knees to use the corpses as cover and started fighting back.

At this moment, the French army had already fully adopted the needle rifle, especially the excellent one. The dense firepower quickly occupied the initiative, and the area on the other side of the river under their control expanded by an inch.

The bugle for the charge was loud and clear, the French army's morale was high. At one o'clock in the afternoon, three groups of troops had already stood firm on the other side, causing the commander, Flosad, to heave a sigh of relief.

"The truth is that Prussian is not as powerful as I thought! Let the engineer continue erecting the pontoon bridge... The artillery can now move forward and use the range of the cannons to expand our position on the other side! "

"Tell our cavalry to eat some rations and feed the horses! Two hours later, cavalry regiment will charge! "

From the first day onwards, the main idea of the French Army's field operations was to first use big cannon bombardment, and then the intensive shooting of the infantry to stabilize the Central Army, followed by cavalry surrounding with flapping wings to break through the enemy's formation.

It was this set of tactics that led the French army to victory after victory!

Flosad was obviously Napoleon's iron fan, his thoughts and tactics this time were no different from 70 years ago!

In his mind, as long as the cannons of the French army passed the other side, they would be able to completely cover the positions of all the Prussian army.

Then it would be the time for the cavalry to shine!

When the first batch of cannons started shooting at the other side of the river, the Prussian army's position outside the city finally gave the order to retreat.

Countless of fortifications and fortifications had abandoned their positions and retreated towards Salbrucon City. Before French cavalry could even charge forward, a large number of Prussian army s had already retreated into the city that was protected by the city walls.

"Haha …" Hahaha … Was this the elite that Bismark was so proud of? "Hahaha …" Flosad said while laughing maniacally.

"The entire army is surrounding this isolated city. Artillery is set on the eastern high ground, suppress these defending troops for me …" Ha ha-ha, they even threw their cannons outside the city! "

"No need to save ammunition, just keep firing …" Flosad looked at his pocket watch and realized that it was already 4.45 in the afternoon.

There was not enough time to attack the city, so the casualties would be very high at night!

"Except for the artillery, the entire army is in repair …" We will recuperate and store up our strength for the night. Tomorrow, we will continue our assault on the city! "

"Send our war report to His Majesty! Tell His Majesty that we have achieved complete victory, and that the Salbrucon is now under our control! "