What exactly does McMahon want to do? It's actually very simple. Although the counterattack of the Protruding Thorns is very beautiful now, McMahon has already seen the final failed ending.

Even if I have iron all over my body, how many nails can I make? The circumference of the entire color front is 17 kilometers long, how many positions can I encourage?

The one who can really boost the morale of the soldiers is the Emperor on the tower! It is Napoleon III! At this moment, he is the only one who appears on the front line of the battlefield, and there is no need to say anything, as long as he can hold up his uncle's military flag!

As long as you have the courage to ride a war horse and hold your uncle's military flag for a while, these 100,000 French troops will be completely motivated, and the combat power they burst out will be three more powerful than the protruding thorn!

"Your Majesty! As long as you can come out, as long as you can come to the front line." But McMahon already knew what his emperor was, and he had no hope anymore!

The pen wandered on the letter paper, and McMahon finally signed his name, "Child, this is a letter of recommendation! You hold him, no matter what troops you want to go to after graduation, I believe this letter will help you open up the situation!"

"You are a brave warrior, and you will have a greater place to use your skills in the future. Your fate is not to die here and take a letter of introduction and retreat immediately!"

"Come on, take this lieutenant down! I don't want to send the 18-year-old child away!"

A personal guard soldier grabbed Xia Fei's hand and dragged it back. The young Xia Fei struggled and refused to leave, but he was no match for the veteran in his forties, so he could just drag it away.

"Listen to me, my child!" The older veteran whispered in his ear and said, "We can't win this battle for children! I have been in the army for more than 20 years, and I know how to fight the battle!"

"The Marshal is going to protect you! You are an educated officer, your future is better than us, and you will also play a more important role in the motherland."

"We will die in battle, you can't die! Keep a useful body and continue to serve the motherland! Don't let the marshal down on his painstaking efforts."

Just when Xia Fei was stubborn with the veteran, the anti-killing of the Prominent Army had attracted the attention of the General Command of the Pu Army.

Old Moltke put down his telescope and said with a brow, "How did the No. 13 block look like this? Who is responsible for the battle? It's time to go to the military court!"

"Report to the Chief of Staff, where is the main Danze Division in the No. 13 block responsible for the offense."

"Danzhe Division? They are not that weak! Ask the commander of Falihes, can he still complete the task? It's a shame."

Just when Lao Maoqi was about to punish the Danze Division, the telegram from the division commander Folihees was sent to the headquarters!

"Our unit was suddenly attacked by the French army, and the enemy was so angry that thousands of people sang Marseille to launch suicide charges at our positions."

"The commanders of the First and Third Regiments of our unit have all been killed!"

"What?" Even Besmai was stunned. "After just a moment, the two commanders were killed? How did this battle be fought!"

No one said that the Danze Division was no longer working hard. Two commanders died in just half an hour, which shows that the battle had reached an extremely tragic level.

It is very likely that the entire regiment was pressing forward to fight the enemy in close combat. This kind of fighting style cannot be said that his soldiers are not working hard!

Old Moltke pinched the red and blue pencil in his hand and looked at the front line on the map and suddenly punched the table. "The Thirteenth Block is adjacent to the 12th Block responsible for the Chinese. If you can't suppress it here, the head of state will be threatened!"

"Transfer my order to let the heavy artillery regiment open fire and bombard it in intensively!"

Old Moltke's way of solving problems is simple and direct and violent. He is very clear about the quality of individual soldiers. He actually does not take advantage of himself. The French Legion is all veterans who have fought for more than 20 years. When he really reaches the point of life-changing, his conscripts are no match for him at all.

At this time, we still have to rely on the power of industry, and cannons were the most significant military achievement of the Industrial Revolution!

The Krupp roared again with the steel cannons installed in the back, and the Pu army on the front line looked for cover to avoid them. The shells equipped with triggers smashed towards the French army like hail.

The entire Thirteenth Block was bombed in a mess. The protrusion that the French military rushed out with their lives was suddenly filled with steel.

Alfred, who was far away in the central tower, had his eyes twitched at that time. He could clearly see that the entire block was covered by fire and smoke. The violent explosion made his ears buzz.

"Damn everyone, please add another force and hang all the ammunition!" Alfred's eyes ignited a flame of revenge.

But he had no idea that this shelling completely changed the situation!

Marshal McMahon had been in the Thirteenth Block for too long. This strange counterattack attracted the attention of the Prussian army. The artillery and more reserve forces directly pressed forward here.

McMahon was still thinking about Xiao Lotte's paper in a daze, but a shell exploded on the street more than five meters away from him.

The huge shock wave swept across the board, and the broken shells flew away. A large number of soldiers standing in front of the marshal were swept down for a short time.

Ah screamed, McMahon's chest was hit by a shell skin, and the sharp shell skin pierced directly into the ribs and pierced the right lung.

With a puff, a mouthful of blood spurted out. The marshal's eyes burst into darkness in front of him, and now the command center of the entire French army was completely in chaos.

"Marson Marshal, look for a stretcher and find a military doctor to carry the marshal away from here."

"God, do you really want to destroy me, France? Do you really want to destroy me, France?"

A group of officers and soldiers carried stretchers and marshals and rushed towards the military hospital inside Sedang City. Wherever they went, the soldiers were in a big uproar!

The veteran who controlled Xia Fei hurriedly let go of his hand, "Child, be sure to obey the order! France has the opportunity to take revenge."

The excited veteran of the "marshal" ran towards the marshal.

At this time, Xia Fei was also confused. He lay in the corner of the wall to avoid the artillery attacks of the Pu army. Not far away from him, several soldiers from the Wansena Artillery Regiment were also avoiding the artillery shell attacks.

"What should we do if the Lieutenant Lieutenant was killed by the captain just now? The sir can't be found."

"Damn it, approach me, the enemy's bombardment will not last long to protect our artillery, and be ready to fire."

At this time, Xia Fei suddenly looked up and saw a huge airship slowly approaching in the sky more than two hundred meters away in front of the left.

Xia Fei's plan came to his mind, "Soldiers, the Prussian artillery will definitely avoid the area attacked by the Chinese, and they will never dare to bomb the other side directly."

"Go closer to the 12th block and set our artillery between the 12th and 13th blocks! Where must be the safest place!"
Chapter completed!