Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

As expected, Prussian army began to move. The opposing French troops all had ashen faces, they did not even need to count the number of enemies, just based on the density of five hours of bombardment, they knew that the opposing legion would have at least eighty thousand soldiers without a hundred thousand soldiers!

McMahon only left two divisions of regular army at Strasbourg, a mere twenty thousand people. The remaining sixty thousand were all local militia and temporarily armed citizens.

Twenty thousand elite citizens, sixty thousand citizens. Facing a hundred thousand armed Prussian regular army, a sense of despair spread through the city despite the fact that they had walls to rely on.

The church was packed with praying people. Soldiers were setting up sandbags and shooting positions on the streets, and shooters were lying in ambush at the top of many buildings.

The entire city was thrown into panic, they knew that the final moment was approaching. The order McMahon gave them was to hold out for three days, whether or not they could complete this mission was unknown.

However, everyone knew very well that regardless of whether the mission could be completed or not, this city would still pay a huge price. The river of blood and corpses that flowed everywhere were not far off.

The soldier kissed the cross on his neck and placed the rifle at the top of the city wall. His hands were numb!

At that moment, the soldier with good eyesight was shocked to discover that the enemy was actually moving backwards. The direction they were moving in had actually changed!

"My God! Look... They pulled the cannons away! "

"My God! Their army is retreating, they are retreating! "

Hula la, countless heads popped out from the city wall, everyone looked at the miracle in front of them in disbelief, no one expected that the enemy had given up on Strasbourg.

The commander climbed up onto the observation tower and repeatedly confirmed with his binoculars, "Really retreated! God bless, they are really retreating! "

"Long live!" Strasbourg cheered!

However, after the commander was excited for just ten seconds, a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed in his heart!

"This is bad!" Send a telegram to Marshal McMahon, the enemies are deceiving us, their main target is the Foshan Mountain Pulse, they lied to us for 5 hours! "

That's right, what Prince Karl wanted was the time to deceive those five hours!

Some people might find it strange, but what could five hours do? But reality proved that even five minutes in a war was fatal, let alone five hours!

Five hours was enough for Prussian army to secretly transfer 90% of the cannons to the shooting grounds of Foshan Mountain Pulse!

Five hours, was enough for the main force of the Prussian army to move their positions!

Five hours was enough for Prussian army to transfer ammunition, food and medical supplies to the front lines sixty to seventy kilometers ahead of time!

There were a lot of things that he could do in five hours, so he could set up an inescapable net outside of Foshan Mountain Pulse in five hours!

To the French, this delay of five hours was even more fatal!

Five hours was enough time for McMahon's soldiers to fall into a deep sleep to recover from their tiredness for the past few days.

Five hours was more than enough time for the soldiers to build defensive positions!

Five hours was enough for the French army to enter a period of relaxation and exhaustion, but they could not completely recover their physical strength!

When Prussian army chose to launch an attack on Foshan Mountain Pulse at five in the afternoon, it was precisely during this five hour of deceit that the forty thousand strong army under McMahon's command all entered a lazy state.

The soldiers at the front lines were smoking their cigarettes as they looked at the Prussian in front of them in boredom. They had long since known that the Prussian army's main target was the Strasbourg, which meant that this place was not the main force of the Prussian army.

The Prussian army who was in no danger did not realize that a big battle was about to begin. He was not even alert when countless figures appeared in the enemy positions.

"Look!" Why did Prussian in front of him suddenly become busy? "There seems to be some kind of battle cry …"

"Come on, are you scared out of your wits at Walter? They left the Strasbourg to not fight, but were there people who came to climb the mountains after eating their fill? "

Just as the two soldiers were talking, a thunderous voice suddenly came out from the Prussian army position!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Then, a sharp sound came from the sky. It was the sound of a shell tearing through the sky and the air!

BOOM! With a loud noise, the shockwave from the explosion that blasted observation sentry four meters away made both of their mouths and noses spurt blood.

"Enemy attack!" Prussian is firing at us! "

"Artillery counterattack!" "All soldiers, get ready for battle!"

Most of the French soldiers were still resting. Someone was leaning against a tree, snoring loudly.

"Where are the enemies?" Ah? "AHH!" "Ahh!" The disoriented soldiers were awakened by the gunfire. The moment they opened their eyes, they saw that their own campsite had already turned into a sea of flames.

The artillery shell exploded in the middle of the sleeping soldiers, sending shrapnel flying through the body and nailing the bloody shrapnel to the tree trunk!

The blast threw the soldiers into the air and then smashed them ruthlessly onto the ground. The entire camp was filled with screams!

"AHH!" My leg is broken... medical soldier... medical soldier... "

"Bullets!" Where is the ammunition box? I left it here just in case … "

"Flag!" "Protect the military flag!"

"Hide the explosives in the back, and be careful not to get blown up!"

There were people running everywhere and howling everywhere!

These French Army were all Veterans of the Hundred Wars, but even they had never experienced such an intense bombardment of cannons. The opposing Prussian army had probably gathered thousands of cannons, and the cannons were smashing down like hail.

How could there be thousands of cannons!? Actually, Prince Karl only had a total of four hundred or so cannons in his hands, and these cannons would have to be divided among the four main openings!

Although the fort in front of them was the main attack position of the Prussian army, Prince Karl had only sent 150 gates!

It was a pity that the French Army did not understand the terrifying loading speed of the reassembled cannons. They had only fired one cannon, but the French Army had already fired four cannons. This had created a false appearance of more than a thousand cannons firing densely!

The bombardment only lasted for fifteen minutes. The front lines of the French army were already in a mess, and the corpses were spread out as far as the eye could see!

Just then, a loud and clear horn sounded out from the Prussian army position, followed closely by the dense sounds of military drum s. Countless soldiers lined up to form a line and started charging towards the French army!

McMahon who was far away at Sal Castle was completely stunned by the attacks of the French army. He held onto the telegram from the Strasbourg from five hours ago, and looked at the sky in disbelief.

"How can this be? Why didn't Karl fall for it? I gave Strasbourg as a dessert already, why didn't he fall for it! "

"Also …" Why did he have so many cannons? How many soldiers did he have? Can anyone tell me how many Prussian army s are on the other side? "

"Damn it!" Didn't any of you give me an answer? "

McMahon roared, scaring his subordinates to the point that their faces turned ashen!