C2668 Death of the Second Army (2/2)

With the loss of support from heavy fire, the French army suffered unprecedented casualties. The number of Prussian army on the city walls increased, and the shooting from above caused the French army to suffer heavy casualties.

The fiercest ones were the Sharpshooters in the darkness, each of them specially looking for targets to fire at. Countless Queue length were killed, causing the command system of the French army to become chaotic.

Time slowly passed. Flosad looked at his pocket watch. It was already 8 PM.

Captain Alfred, who was standing nearby, could not stand it any longer. ”Sir, let our brothers rest!” If this continues, the Second Army will be crippled! ”

”Anyway, we have isolated this city. The land outside the city is under our control, and the pontoon bridges are also safe. Actually, we have already completed our mission!”

”Why must one have to contend with this city? Your task is to build a bridgehead to attack Prussia! Now that we have crossed the Sal River and helped His Majesty secure his position, and the mission is complete, why should we need to sacrifice so many more people? ”

”Let the artillery go! Now, only the War God can take over this castle! ”Don't let our boy die for nothing …”

Flosad painfully closed his eyes, ”Alright! Let our artillery fire! ”Have the soldiers come down here to heal their wounds...”

Boom! Boom! Boom! The cannons of the French Army were enraged. It was as if they wanted to vent all the negative emotions they had today. These artillery soldiers did not care about the consumption of ammunition. They actually fired more than 1500 cannons in one night.

If you looked at this number during World War I and World War II, it would have been nothing, but in 1870, it would have been a stunning strategic bombardment.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that after tonight, this small city of Salbrucon would no longer have a single house with a complete roof.

Beside the raging bonfire, there were French soldiers screaming in pain. Doctors were the busiest after the bloody war ended, and they used up all of their anesthetic drugs in just an hour.

”My Leg... ”My leg …” The French soldier whose legs had been blown off screamed miserably as he pointed at the bone fragments exposed in the air. His deathly pale face reflected the light of the fire.

”God bless me... I don't want to die... ”I don't want to die …” Four strong soldiers were pressing his hands and feet, and the doctors and nurses were sewing the intestines directly into his abdomen.

”Where's the doctor? Where's the doctor? ”Save our class monitor, for God's sake, save him …”

”Go to the side and line up! Forget about class rep, even if the military rep comes, they still have to line up! ” The usually charming and charming nurse had a temper like a barrel of explosives today.

Miserable scenes were happening one after another in the Second Army's camp. The corpses that were waiting to be buried by the bank of the Sal River were no longer placed aside. Countless soldiers were digging holes and burying their comrades in the darkness.

As Flosad walked amongst the soldiers, his face was pale white. He suddenly realized that he had made a huge mistake!

”I really shouldn't have let them retreat. I should have continued this field fight … It's all in one go! ”

”In war, soldiers rely on a wave of blood energy, so they are not afraid of death …” ”But now that we haven't won the battle yet and have to retreat, how can I maintain our morale?”

”How are we going to fight tomorrow?”