War is a systematic and scientific gang fight. Its essence is no different from gangsters fighting for territory. There are more people and fewer people, and more power, less pressure.

Since the regular army can be supported by the latest scientific and technological weapons, the efficiency of fighting in groups is high and there are many methods, but the people do not have so many choices.

These National Self-Defense Forces in Paris are actually a group of workers with difficult lives gathered together. They have the enthusiasm for revolution and abundant physical strength, but what they do not have is experience, training and better equipment.

They rely on bravery to fight. Although they have guns in their hands, their experience is still the street fights, sneak attacks, street fighting, fire attacks, propaganda... These tactics that make the Emperor trouble the head of the emperor will be nothing once they are put in the wild.

These soldiers did not dare to disperse the large corps because they were afraid of being defeated one by one by one by the cavalry!

More importantly, these soldiers have no way of collaborative communication at all, and their communication methods are almost entirely yelling!

"When we are in war, there are many ways to convey information between the troops. Each squad has two soldiers who are proficient in the military roster!"

"Don't underestimate this military numeral. Different tunes can convey different information, so even if no one can see anyone in our troops, we can communicate effectively..."

"At night, we have signal flares and various special fireworks to transmit information... The most important thing is that the telegram line can be paved along the road with the troops. This is the information guarantee for big wars and big detours..."

"Do these French people have the same conditions? Who among them knows the military code? Look at them yelling at the neck, they all give orders explicitly. As long as we have a little more ear, we can hear what orders they give!"

"All tactics are not kept secret, how can I fight this battle?"

Xiang Ying sighed and shook her head, "It's not that they don't want it, but they can't. They don't have that ability at all..."

"If you are the commander of the National Self-Defense Force, what are you going to do?" At this time, Xiao Letian suddenly turned around and asked.

Xiang Ying immediately sat upright on the horse's back, "Well... If I were Blankey and others, I would never take on any field mission..."

"If even the elite troops are of this level, then the only suitable city street fighting is the only one that suits them..."

"Return to the battlefield they are familiar with and use their familiar tactics to fight. Only in this way can we greatly consume our living power!"

"The strength of the National Self-Defense Force is actually because the whole nation is a soldier, the enthusiasm for revolution, the familiarity of geography... and other aspects, they have to come out to fight against regular troops in the field. They do not have such professional qualities yet!"

Xiao Letian nodded, "You are right, but you are just considering the issue from the war level... Blankey and others don't understand what you said, but they have no choice!"

"The political struggle is very cruel. His hostile faction is trying every means to cause trouble for them. Sometimes these battles are not enough!"

"What those right-wing forces representing capitalists want is that these National Self-Defense Forces fail one after another on the battlefield. Only in this way can they become less and less in the voice of the Republic!"

"Once reputation is completely destroyed, no matter how you deal with these revolutionaries, all the French people will not object!"

"Borrowing a knife to kill people? Are those rightists trying to use our hands to slaughter the leftist forces?" The officers present exclaimed.

"Does this still need to be guessed? They are all lice on the bald head, which is obvious...so I don't want to be someone else's butcher's knife. Can I let them use it for free?"

"Continue to harassment, today I just want to make these people tired... I will forget about the things I'm tired of today!"

The strategic arrangement of the head of state must have profound meaning, which is recognized by everyone present. Don’t you even know that Xiao Letian secretly developed a Paris spy line.

Only a very small number of people know that Thier has become a traitor in France!

The situation in Paris is already a sign on the palm of Xiao Letian. If he doesn't scratch a layer of oil and water hard, Xiao Letian will never let go.

Paris is still very hot in September, especially today, with the highest temperature reaching 35 degrees today. Continuous combat in such weather is simply hell.

By two o'clock in the afternoon, the morale of the 20,000 French troops had completely collapsed. They were dragged back and forth by groups of cavalry regiments, and the Fourth Battalion even interspersed behind the French army's formation at high speed.

In order to increase momentum, the cavalry of the Fourth Battalion ignited several barns, and tons of haystacks turned into a sea of ​​burning fire!

The Chinese people's field rations are very convenient. In the morning, the soldiers had already filled the kettles, and there were four or five hanging on the back of the war horses. The troops could replenish water in the whole day.

The high-calorie canned beef can be swallowed in a few bites. These soldiers have undergone strict outdoor survival training. They can eat snake meat and bird meat raw. The cruelest environment can still maintain combat effectiveness for a week.

But it’s just a simple canned food on the horse’s back, which will not affect morale or combat effectiveness at all!

On the contrary, the pitiful breakfast in the morning had been completely digested. A small number of soldiers might have hidden one or two pieces of jerky bread in their pockets, but the wife at home felt sorry for him and stuffed it secretly for him.

Most of the soldiers didn't even have breadcrumbs!

The most serious thing is that there is no water to drink. There is indeed a stream flowing on the battlefield, but during a day, people trampling on horses and trampling on the stream has turned into a turbid quagmire, and the water cannot be drunk at all.

It’s easy to deal with hunger, but it’s really hard to deal with this thirst!

After two o'clock in the afternoon, a large number of soldiers who fainted from heatstroke began to appear in the French army, and non-combat reduction had already begun!

Frankel and Deleklüz finally knew what kind of enemy they were facing. They were as cunning as foxes!

"Damn it, these Chinese people are unwilling to fight, and they are unwilling to retreat. What are they trying to do..." Frankel was so angry that he slapped his horse's back as the soldiers were carried off with heatstroke.

After all, Deleklüz was a journalist, and he had a unique intuition. At this moment, he knew that there was no benefit on the battlefield, so he made a quick decision.

"The whole army entered a defensive posture, allowing the soldiers to maintain their strength... Hang the white flag, I want to negotiate with these Chinese!"

"No! What if they detain you?" Everyone around stopped him.

But Deleklüz made up his mind, "Didn't you find the weirdness? In today's encounter, the Chinese actually had several chances to raid us..."

"For example, when our troops were first launched, there were still chaos in the later formation..."

"But none of them started... Why is this? I think these Chinese people have other purposes, and they don't want to kill people today!"

"I have to go to negotiations, I have to know Xiao Letian's intentions!"
Chapter completed!