C2920 To Paris. (1/2)
”Speed up, the entire army speed up …”
In the wildness of northern France, under the protection of two hundred people, Xiao Letian was advancing towards the south at full speed.
Along the way, there were troops from the south of Prussian Legion. The entire army was marching towards the south, with no end in sight.
All the towns and villages in France were plunged into absolute terror, their homes closed and their doors and windows nailed shut with wooden bars.
From the gaps between the wooden bars, you could see countless terrified eyes. Prussian Army looked like a long dragon as they passed by their house, raising a cloud of dust that covered the sky.
The Prussian army was very disciplined, and even the most tired of the march was disciplined. All the infantry was on either side of the road, and in the middle was the cavalry, and the charging cavalry was rushing south toward Paris.
Every five kilometers or so, there would be a resupplying base set up by the logistics department. There was a large amount of light salt water for the soldiers to drink, and of course, the horse material s that were needed by the war horses.
The civilian officer stood on the ammunition box and shouted to the soldiers to boost their morale. On both sides of the road, there were also countless engineers setting up telegraph line.
”The warriors of Prussia... To Paris! ”
”The despicable French Emperor has already become a prisoner. The arrogant hypocrites of Paris have already become headless flies!”
”The day for revenge has come! The shame of Jen will be wiped clean today! ”
”Entering Paris with troops... Parade under the Triumph Sect! God bless Prussia! ”
The civil servant's high-pitched speech inspired all the soldiers to ”Long live! Long live! ”Long live …” The soldiers could not feel any fatigue from the shouts, they had already forgotten themselves from the excitement of victory.
Xiao Letian sprinted away amidst the crowd of people. When the voice of the Chinese soldiers appeared, even more soldiers shouted, ”It's the Chinese people …” the flag of the Chinese leader! ”
”Sai Dang City, the Head of the Guards personally commanded Qi Bolin's airship to attack countless Prism Castle … Long live the leader! ”
Thousands of soldiers waved their hats and saluted to Xiao Letian. Xiao Letian waved his hands and returned the salutation.
”Reporting to the Head of State... Telegraph message from the Sima Yun Division first … ”Our army has already reached the important French town, Lance. All the French troops cannot come out. Without attacking, the army will choose to circle around the city and leave.”
”Hehe …” Right now, Lance City only has thirty to forty thousand guards, and the food is running out, so of course they wouldn't dare to make a move in the face of hundreds of thousands of Prussian army! ”
”Command Sima Yun to quickly advance, allow him to use his military resources to purchase along the way … ”No, no, no. Buy whatever you want and rob it away from me!”
”If we can get all the warhorses, we can get two or even three horses each. We must reach Paris by the evening of the third, and set up our vanguard position in Montmartre plateau … …”
”The big show is about to take place, how can I miss it, how can I miss it …”
When Xiao Letian arrived at the banks of the Einar River, the ferry at the ferry had just left. If he were to take a look at the time, he might as well wait for the ferry to arrive quickly.
Coincidentally, the horses also needed to rest. Xiao Letian led the two hundred guards to jump off the horse, and set up a supply point at the side of the ferry to recuperate for a while.
When the voice of these Chinese appeared, the Prussian army in the supply office subconsciously gave way to them. This was out of respect from the bottom of their hearts.