It's not just a disaster! The life of French soldiers at this moment is almost on the edge of hell, the supply of the entire army is completely chaotic, and the tactical ideas of Napoleon III and his generals have not kept up with the progress of the times.

Perhaps Napoleon III was still dreaming about the glory of his uncle's expedition to Egypt and Tsarist Russia. At that time, France did organize a huge lineup of 600,000 troops and defeated Tsarist Russian troops several times.

In the eyes of these French officials, Napoleon could organize an expeditionary force of 600,000 people back then, but now France is just conquering Prussia, so the logistics pressure may not be that great.

Moreover, France's national strength has developed very rapidly in recent years. Just looking at the books, the entire France's military supplies are extremely rich, and it is not a problem to support a million troops.

The 300,000 army was expeditioning to Prussia. Is this logistics supply not available?

It was this blind arrogance that made them suffer a great loss. No one had ever considered how original intention the talent of Emperor Napoleon was and how outstanding the team of officials he led was.

More importantly, Napoleon's expeditionary army could eat from the enemy, and robbery along the way could certainly reduce the pressure on logistics... But even so, Napoleon the Great had to be defeated in the winter of Russia due to logistics issues!

But now, no one of Napoleon III and his bureaucrats can see this clearly. Perhaps only his son, Crown Prince Eugen Bonaparte, is somewhat calm.

But he was too young to control his father's choices at all, and he could not control the surging national fanaticism in the country!

The Royal Guards headed westward, and his own Guard Cavalry regiment was sending him the latest information. Everything that happened along the way made the prince worried!

Along the way, the prince saw with his own eyes that the people from countless towns and towns took to the streets to welcome the army, but then these kind French people had to deal with the military's military officers.

These people did not know why the army went to war without bringing food and grass, but instead had to buy it from the farmers. Almost all the villages where a unit passed by were looted.

At this time, France's nationalism was the most prosperous in the world, and the people's patriotism was extremely high. They all sold their food to the army at the lowest price, and some villages even provided coffee, bread and sausages for free to the army.

The simple people probably no one will think deeply about why the emperor's army did not even stutter. Their emotions had long been in the craze for celebrating victory.

The French Emperor's central army of 100,000 people started from Paris and went westward like locusts, eating all the supplies along the way. Whether in cities or villages, almost all the troops could use were requisitioned. The only thing that made the prince happy was that the army paid for money after all, so there was no large-scale robbery.

"Your Highness the Prince... It's not possible to continue like this! Food and horse materials can be collected from the public, but the most important thing now is arms supplies. Along the way, I have checked ten arsenals, and there are chaos in the accounts and unknown amounts of materials everywhere!"

"I temporarily asked the logistics officials to arrange them. The bullets can barely guarantee ten days of high-intensity combat, but our shells are only enough for two days of hot war..."

"How come there are so few? I clearly remember very clearly that there were at least 110,000 shells in the arsenal along the way? Why is it enough for two days to fight?"

The military logistics official said bitterly, "Your Highness, let's not look at the accounts now. I know there is indeed an account, but where is it? I can't find it!"

"Did the following damn bastards be corruption? Did they sell them secretly? They even temporarily transferred the warehouse but did not submit their accounts in time? These situations are possible..."

"Tell me the truth, your highness, there are definitely shells, and they are definitely enough for the troops... But I can't find them, I don't know where these people have been hidden!"

Prince Eu Ren was dizzy when he heard this. He knew that what his subordinates were right. The empire did produce so much arms, but these materials made the management of the corrupt and incompetent bureaucrats become extremely chaotic.

"This war is too hasty... I have to go and see my father!" The crown prince rode forward.

At this time, Napoleon III was standing on a mound next to an official road, surrounded by his generals, and in front of him was a rolling army formation that could not be seen at first sight.

The soldiers swept up the dust and formed a dark cloud on the ground, with golden swords and iron horses, and murderous intent. All men would be excited about such a scene.

The soldiers strode forward under the rhythmic knock of the war drums. Mules and horses pulled cannons and walked forward in the middle of the road. The cavalry of the army covered their wings, and the supply carriages were endless at a glance.

There was a faint cheer in the town in the distance. The Emperor knew that it was the local people cheering, and they were welcoming the emperor's army.

"It's still a good pastoral scenery in the countryside! The folk customs are simple... Now think about it, the air in Paris is smelly!" The French Emperor said with a wry smile.

Marshal Bazan knew what the emperor was thinking that the mixed place of Paris was the most intense place for the workers' movement. Paris, where the Great Revolution broke out, was originally a nightmare for all emperors, and it was normal for the Emperor to live wherever the Emperor lived.

"Your Majesty! After the victory of this war, we can directly cut off the land west of the Rhine. At that time, you can build the most beautiful palaces in these occupied areas and breathe the freshest air every day!"

"Haha... this proposal is good, but I heard that the Swan Castle built by Ludwig II is still very good! After the victory of this war, maybe I can enjoy my old age!"

"Yes! Your Majesty, your brave soldier will put the battle flag at the top of the castle!" The generals stood up and expressed their determination to the emperor.

At this moment, the prince and his group rushed to the mound on fast horses and jumped down before the war horses could stop.

"Father! I beg you to let the army repair between Lance and Sharon for three days... Please give me three days to adjust the supplies, okay?"

"My child, haven't I said it? Time is too tight. Three days are enough for the Prussians to arm 80,000 or 90,000 people. We can't delay the time!" The Emperor shook his head.

"Father! Please listen to the information feedback from the frontline troops!" The prince was so anxious that he was full of bitterness.

Look, this is a telegram sent by Verdun in the morning. Where is the Queen's Cavalry Regiment stationed? Their intelligence is absolutely credible!
Chapter completed!