Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

At this moment, the two top officials of the Prussian Empire, the Chief of Staff and the Prime Minister of the Empire, one of them was crying like a child. Fortunately, there were no spectators around, only the two of them in the watchtower. Otherwise, if the news was leaked to the enemy, the entire Prussian nation would lose its image.

The two old men, both in their 100s, knocked their fists against the wooden railing. At that moment, their hearts were filled with depression, and all their emotions were dispelled.

"We in Prussia have prepared for this war for ten years! How many people had not seen the end of victory in the last few decades of their lives? "Fortunately, God still loves Prussia. We've finally won!"

"Countless men and women, workers and peasants, student soldiers... All of the citizens of the Prussian Kingdom had given their all for this battle. "Our economy is on the verge of collapse. We have already squeezed out the last copper coin of the people. If we fail, we will be beyond redemption!"

The two of them tightly held each other's hands and said in unison, "God bless! We finally won! "

The watchtower was built tall and sturdy, and the German engineer's skills were not blown out. The temporary wooden watchtower was over thirty meters tall, and from it, one could clearly see the scenery of the entire Sada region.

On the west side of the battlefield, which was also the right wing of the Prussian position, was a dense crowd of cavalry. Prussia's most elite Second Corps, the vanguard troops of Crown Prince Karl, finally arrived at the most critical moment after running for 40 kilometers.

The battlefield shook. Hundreds of thousands of people shouted the same word, regardless of whether they were allies or enemies: reinforcement. Prussia side was shaking and shouting with momentum, while Austria side was shouting with such agony that it was as if they were wishing they were dead.

"Reinforcements …" Reinforcements... "Reinforcements …" The scene of hundreds of thousands of people shouting out a single word was simply too spectacular to imagine.

The soldiers of Second Regiment were also going crazy. They looked at the situation on the battlefield, then looked at the corpses that covered the ground, all of them were furious.

Karl had three Regiments, over thirty thousand of them charged forward at the same time like a hot and sharp knife, ruthlessly piercing into the soft butter of the Austria Army.

The infantry army only had enough time to fire one round before it was washed away by the war horses. Countless soldiers were knocked into the air and then smashed onto the ground, and before these soldiers who had their internal organs injured could spit out large mouthfuls of blood, countless horses' hooves trampled on his body and galloped past, leaving behind a pile of mud.

The most unfortunate ones were the artillery. These close combat defenses were basically zero, and they didn't even have the chance to pull a few backs against the crazy cavalry army. Their sabres flashed with a cold light and rows of heads rolled on the ground.

Seeing that the front line was in danger, Brigadier General Ferdinand Rosenzwig von Dreuville, along with his cavalry unit, immediately charged straight at the Prussian cavalry.

"My bravest Knights, you are brave warriors that I personally brought out from the Hungary. Don't forget the bloodline of the Huns, Attila, in your blood vessels, don't lose face for your ancestors … Charge up and die here, and give life to our friends... To march forward and sacrifice is the fate of the cavalry! "

No one would have thought that this cavalry army was actually recruited by the Austrian from the Hungary. This was an ancient country in Central Europe, and it was rumored that they were the descendants of the Huns, Attila.

"Long live!" The cavalry army's strategy was to activate their horses and charge towards Prussian Legion while shouting. At that moment, it was as if a large river was rushing into the sea, rushing straight into the raging tides at the mouth of the sea.

Even if you are the sea, we will chop out the waves that belong to us!

The descendants of the Hun kings brandished their sabres, their chests full of the glory of warriors, and walked to the end of their lives under the gaze of God and their fathers in the sky.

War was like this, there was no relation between victory or defeat. Each side had their own beliefs and even if they failed, they would not waver. The brave did not know what it meant to live on the run.

This wave of suicide attack by Brigadier General Dreuweir was the last wave of attack from the Austrian. It was also because of their desperate battles that the main force of the Austria was able to break away from the battle.

The Bei Naidekejiangjun at this time, had already completely given up hope. From the moment Second Corps appeared, he already knew that today's defeat was already decided.

"Retreat!" The entire army retreated while fighting! Asking Druville to rush over and delay the Second Corps's vanguard cavalry … "The other ministries are covering each other with firepower, retreating one by one …"

"Forget it, forget it!" Everything is over, we two hundred thousand people have fought for more than seven hours and still could not eat the other one hundred and twenty thousand people. Now that Karl's group is here, there is no hope for us in Austria! "

"General!" "I can't ah …" The surrounding officers were all crying, unable to accept the reality before their eyes.

"Enough! Execute Command... " "You don't understand, we already have no other choice. We need to leave more seeds for the Empire, we need to leave behind enough strength to protect us!"

"Leave the rest to the politicians. We have done our duty as soldiers!"

There were many things that Bei Naideke could not explain to his subordinates. In fact, he was already very worried before the war started, Prussia's industrialization process was better than that of the Austria, furthermore, Bismark was a typical nationalist.

In addition to the difference in equipment, there was no way the old general could not see the benefits of carrying his spear. This battle had been too hard, Bei Naideke had almost worked hard, but he was still unable to turn the tide.

Austrian had finally started to retreat. It was not easy for the two hundred thousand strong army to leave the battlefield. If not for the Hungary's cavalry army launching their suicide charge, the soldiers who had already fallen into a melee situation would not be able to escape.

Rows after rows of rifles were not fired to kill the enemy but to increase the distance between the enemy and me. Just like this, while they were shooting, the two hundred thousand Austrian Army soldiers slowly retreated to the south before they even had time to collect the corpses of their comrades.

At this time, in the north, the two elders on the watchtower were going crazy with excitement. They were asking for wine from the orderly soldiers, and it could be seen how ecstatic they were at seeing Prussian being able to drink on the battlefield.

At this moment, a squadron of cavalrymen rushed over from the southwest. The smell of blood and fire on their bodies could be smelt from three miles away. As the cavalry drew closer, they realized that the leader was a Chinese.

"Oh no, I'm so engrossed in excitement, how could I forget about Xiao Letian …" The two of them looked at each other, then quickly walked down from the watchtower. When the two of them stood in front of the main gate, Cavalry had already started to slow down.

"Reporting, sir..." Eastern special mix camp successfully met with the Second Corps … Has repelled the enemy now... I'm here to report to my superior! "

The one who rushed over was Luo Huo, he had already transformed into a God of Death, his army uniform was full of blood and he had dried up. On his shoulder, a bullet had been shot through like a baby's mouth, and the gauze was soaked through with blood.

The murderous Luo Huo, as if being born without pain, jumped down from his horse and walked towards the officer standing in front of him, saluting him respectfully. "Reporting to Sir, it seems that Eastern special mix camp had lived up to his expectations, not only did he meet with the Second Corps, he even successfully blocked the Austria in the Shiqiao uplands, and fought bloody battles for three hours without losing a single inch of dirt!"

"Take a break!"

Lao Maoqi and Bismark were already dumbstruck. They could tell from Luo Huo how intense the battle was, this group of Chinese were really ruthless, they could actually hold on against seven hundred to ten thousand.

"You all … How are your casualties? " Bismark carefully asked, he didn't even dare to speak loudly. These words caused Luo Huo to feel sorrowful from the bottom of his heart, and a wave of resentment rushed over.

"Sir …" Luo Huo choked with sobs. "Sir! Seven hundred brothers of the Eastern special mix camp s … "Within three hours, the enemy forces were repelled six times in a row. They were bombarded by an entire artillery group …"

"To the end... In the end, there were less than three hundred survivors … The rest of the soldiers died in battle... Furthermore, all the surviving soldiers were injured. It was unknown just how many soldiers would remain … "Wuu!"

Luo Huo let out a cry like a wolf's howl, causing everyone around to cry, Lao Maoqi and Bismark were both moved. Especially Lao Maoqi, his face was currently flushed red. The harsh words he had said to Xiao Letian this morning were still fresh in his mind, and this made him even more ashamed.

"Sorry …" I apologize to you all! " After saying that, the highest officer of the Prussian Kingdom actually raised her hand and saluted Luo Huo.

The surrounding people were all dumbstruck, other than General Lao Maoqi, who else would he salute to other than the King? Not only was he the senior member of the Prussian Military, he was also the senior member of the European army.

Today, however, the highest officer of the Prussian army saluted the eastern soldier in a way that was unthinkable. But no one had any objections. Seven hundred against ten thousand, these Chinese deserved it.

With a bang, all the officers around the headquarters saluted to Luo Huo at the same time. At that moment, Luo Huo was also a little dumbfounded, "You … Why are you all saluting me!? This should be given to my Prime Minister! "

Bismark laughed lightly: "Foolish brat, what your master is about to receive, is even bigger than this military gift! The true friendship of the entire Prussian Nation, is this big or big gift? "

Luo Huo's eyes gradually lit up. He finally understood that the season of Prime Minister's harvest had finally come.