Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

The triumphant French army had fought too smoothly. Although the Prussian army had resisted very tenaciously, the disparity between their military strength was too great. One to four people had caused the Prussian side to suffer heavy casualties.

After a few hours of battle, the casualties in the Prussian army were close to two thousand. How long could a heavy soldier with ten thousand people hold on for, no one could give an answer.

Flosad and Alfred could already feel that these unable Prussian army would open the gates and flee towards the north, but the French would not go overboard in their pursuit. Instead, they would firmly defend the Salbrucon, guarding the bridgehead fortress that was about to attack Prussia.

The Army Chief Flosad had even fantasized about how the four nations in the south of Germany would surrender to France when they heard that the Salbrucon was lost.

40,000 people had attacked a city guarded by 10,000 people. If he were to lose again, French Emperor wouldn't even need to kill him, he would just jump into the river and commit suicide.

However, they never expected that after the explosion ended, when the city gate opened up, the scene inside left all the French soldiers dumbstruck.

Within the city gates were layer after layer of sandbags and walls, one for five to six meters. Layers after another covered the entire city, and behind every sandbag wall, there was a furious Prussian soldiers with bayonets on top of them.

There was no fear, only anger. The officer standing at the front shouted loudly, "Charge! The bayonet moved forward! "Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Kill!" Tens of thousands of Prussian army s released earthshaking roars, they rushed past the sandbag wall s shouting and rushed towards the French army, and within a few seconds, their bright and sharp bayonets stabbed into the bodies of the French soldiers at the city gate.

Ah … Miserable screams rang out one after another. The peculiar sound of a bayonet rubbing against flesh and bones made one shiver all over!

"Close combat!" Let the French be our shields... Only by doing this can we avoid the enemy's heavy firepower! "

"Prussian soldiers! Death was not scary. Failure was the most terrifying thing! Not a single step backwards! "No retreat!"

Losing the cannons, losing the protection of the city walls, without the support of the heavy machine gun, these Prussian army could only use their own lives to reach the top, only the most chaotic of physical fights could cause the enemy's heavy fire to die down.

Anyway, I'm fighting with your soldiers, so if you want to open fire then open fire! If you want to open fire, then open fire! If you want to heavy machine gun then shoot!

The Shura's Hell was only so. The corpses at the city gates were piled on top of each other. These French soldiers were veterans who had fought for many years. With their heads on their belt, how could they be afraid of physical combat?

"All forces attack! Charge into the city! Take out the pride we had in Crimea, take out the might we had when we attacked the Beijing! "

"Let these Prussian have a taste of our might! Kill all these pagan s! "

The last sentence had ignited the powder keg of war. If those last few hours of fighting had been merely a military obedience to orders, then the battle between the two races would have been more intense.

Then the last sentence of the pagan's curse had completely changed the flavor of the war!

The conflict between the European Catholic Church and the Protestantism had existed for a long time, and there had even been a hundred years of bloody war between the two sides. Although the conflict had gradually subsided, the ghosts under the calm water had not.

Take a look at how the British, who believe in the Protestantism, brutalize the Irish, who believe in Catholicism! Basically, that was the policy of reducing the number of people killed.

When the Great Famine erupted, these Protestantism s were actually thinking of how to starve these pagan to death, they were only thinking of how to starve these pagan s to death.

In the history of the Catholics, there were many cases of the Catholics disciples being harmed, especially in France. In the sixteenth century, there had been a large-scale massacre against the Protestantism disciples.

Especially the Huguenot Faction, a branch of the Protestantism France, who had been massacred in Paris, known as the Saint Bartholomew Massacre!

XVI In the mid-century leaf, the Catholic mob in Paris began to attack the Huguenots. Tens of thousands of them, along with soldiers and police, began an organized massacre.

They first secretly drew a white cross on the gate of the Huguenots' house, then acted together in the middle of the night and rushed into the house to slaughter, rape, and loot. He did all sorts of evil!

It was said that over two thousand disciples of the Protestantism had died within one night. This wave of massacre spread to other French cities, causing the deaths of a hundred thousand of the Protestantism disciples.

Not even the general had survived this massacre. From this, it could be seen how bloody the clashes between sects were.

There was also a historical record that the bodies of the victims were piled on the river, and that no one cleaned them up for several months. This resulted in France not daring to eat freshwater fish for years.

According to this historical record, the ancient French actually ate freshwater fish as well, and did not only eat marine fish like they did now. Perhaps this was related to the massacre.

The conflict between the Protestantism and the Catholic Church could not be resolved even after three years. Although the hatred between the two sides had dissipated a little after a hundred years, it still remained.

Today, these red-eyed French soldiers actually dared to shout out the three words "pagan", which immediately changed the nature of the war.

"My God! These Catholics are raising their butcher knives at us again! Napoleon III attacked us with the goal of restoring Catholic rule! "

"Martin. Luther! Prussian warriors! This was a battle between the guardians! We don't want to buy a ticket anymore! "

"Fight to the death!" "Fight to the death!"

Crazy, completely crazy. The city gate had become a massacre between beasts. The soldier who had broken her bayonet rushed forward and used her fingernails and teeth to bite him.

The short and short engineer shovels flew up and down in the crowd, his bloody scalp and hair cut off.

Everyone seemed to have lost their sense of pain. They only knew how to attack, but the city gate was already congested. Some people even died on the spot but were still unable to fall.

"This is crazy!" Are these Prussian crazy? " Flosad put down the binoculars and said in fear.

He saw with his own eyes that the French Army, which clearly had more people, was pushed out by the, who had fewer people inside the walls!

Alfred was also stunned. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stuttered, "They... What are they shouting... Listen to what these Prussians are shouting. Martin Luther... They are shouting the name of St. Martin Luther! "

"What are they doing? Is the Prussian crazy? Are they going to fight a religious war at this time? "

Boom! Boom! Boom! Just at this time, sounds of explosions came from the top of the city. It turned out that the soldiers of the Prussian army had initiated a death charge, and even brought along ignited explosives as they pounced towards the brave and battle-ready Foreign Legion.

Amidst the dense smoke, the sacrifice of the Death Soldiers had regained control of the city wall!