Chapter 971 Collision
There was a collision of blood and fire ahead. Rockets and heavy artillery roared incessantly. Soldiers raised their guns, aimed and fired, and gunpowder smoke filled the battlefield.
The coalition commanders at the rear, whose chests were covered with medals and ribbons, picked up crystal cups inlaid with gold, silver, and jewels from exquisite trays and clinked them constantly.
The bright red wine flew out, and a young soldier on the front line was shot and fell to the ground and fell asleep.
Those socialites dress gorgeously and shuttle among dignitaries and celebrities, looking for their own prey or disguising themselves as prey to attract hunters they find suitable.
They lowered their shoulder straps as much as possible to highlight their plump, straight figures, their majestic breasts, their jade backs, and their fair and flushed skin.
The joining of the ladies filled the headquarters with laughter and laughter
"Advance!" The officer's order was like a bolt from the blue. The soldiers roared into the center of the battlefield as if they were just waking up from a dream. Above their heads were shells and rockets whizzing by, and their eyes were full of mutilated French corpses and billowing Black smoke.
The skirts were flying, and the young men and women held hands and began to dance gracefully. The laughter and the gradually melodious melody complemented each other and gradually became harmonious.
The huge explosion almost deafened people, and the soldiers could not hear clearly what the low-level non-commissioned officers on the front line were shouting.
All I knew was that after the smoke cleared, French soldiers suddenly appeared in front of them. The two sides immediately began to shoot at each other, and finally their hearing was restored again, and the sound of crackling beans could be heard in their ears.
When the smoke cleared again, the French army finally roared towards the Austrian army's formation. Then there was the collision of flesh and blood, the sound of metal and iron, and the sound of bayonets piercing flesh.
Soldiers from both sides roared and collided, bayonets piercing each other's bodies, and blood, sweat, and soil mixed together.
Franz felt very contemptuous of these "heroes" from various German countries in the headquarters who opened the champagne again, and he was even more dismissive of the flattery.
At this time, no one was more convinced than Franz that he could win, but he felt that it was far from time to celebrate.
Although Franz was dissatisfied, he did not have an attack. This does not mean that he approves of this behavior, but that he knows that the reason why these people do such ridiculous actions is completely a legacy of the old era.
The aristocratic education they received since childhood required them to be unique and different from ordinary people. They held banquets and dances on the battlefield and invited socialites, which was considered a noble spirit.
This can better express one's elegant and calm image as a noble, and is also regarded as a reflection of a noble's courage and leadership.
In other words, not only would no one think they were ridiculous, but the society at that time considered them to be an "elegant" move.
Thousands of years of accumulated disadvantages cannot be solved in a short time, otherwise there would not be so many sages who fell on the road to reform.
However, Franz did not intend to join these people. What he was thinking about now was how to quickly deal with the enemies in front of him, because night would fall in a few hours.
In the 20th century, night blindness was not even a disease. Even the poorest troops no longer suffered from this disease, and they even took advantage of the night.
However, it is darkest before dawn. In the 19th century, the medical community's understanding of night blindness was still very crude. It was not until the middle of the 19th century that a doctor from Wales finally proposed in the New England Journal of Medicine that night blindness was a disease through decades of observation. Caused by nutritional deficiencies.
Before this, many British people even believed that night blindness was a punishment for the poor and lazy, because rich people did not suffer from night blindness.
Only sailors on the same ship suffer from night blindness, not the captain and first mate. The absence of night blindness was once an important sign of God's chosen people.
At this time, the food of the Austrian Imperial Army had been greatly improved, and Franz forced each soldier to eat carrots once a week, so the rate of night blindness dropped significantly.
But this does not mean that these people can really fight at night, especially when the Austrian side has an absolute advantage at this time. Forcing a night battle is giving the enemy an opportunity.
Franz must win the first battle in charge. Although in name he is already a veteran who is used to fighting, in fact he and his staff know that this is Franz's first battle as coach. A battle.
The promotion of eating carrots in the army has not encountered any obstacles. Later generations will always be shocked by the arrogance of European armies when they read the records of military meals in the 18th and 19th centuries.
One pound of bread, one pound of meat, 50 grams of dried vegetables, 50 grams of beans, cigarettes, wine, sugar, tea, juice, spices, and butter.
It is hard to imagine that this is a meal list for the French army during the expedition to Russia, but if you think about it for a moment, you will know that these soldiers would not eat like this.
The reality is that these are wartime supply lists, and the food of these ordinary soldiers is not much better than that of serfs. A bowl of paste mixed with various crops and a biscuit as hard as iron is usually their food for the day. .
So when Franz proposed adding a carrot to these soldiers, it was impossible for anyone to stand up and object.
As for Franz's behavior causing the price of carrots to rise, that's a story for another day.
Return to the battlefield.
The French army using old-fashioned muskets and the Austrian army using new lever-action rifles are simply seeking death. The frontline officers of the French army are all veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles.
They quickly realized this problem. The French frontline commander was also experienced. He immediately ordered a bayonet charge.
The French frontline commander's idea was to use hand-to-hand combat instead of queuing to shoot. Although he didn't know exactly what happened, he knew that his side was at an absolute disadvantage against being shot.
At the same time, charging can also allow troops to quickly pass through areas covered by coalition artillery fire. Being on the front line, he can personally feel the power of heavy artillery and rockets.
If you want to avoid artillery damage as much as possible and change the unfavorable situation of gunfire, launching a bayonet charge is undoubtedly the best choice.
The continuous explosions and the dead bodies on the ground have knocked out the spirit of this French army. After the smoke, there are faces full of terror.
This strengthened the commander's determination to launch a bayonet charge, because based on his experience, if the situation could not be opened now, then these soldiers would soon flee like lost dogs and natives in the colony.
"Bayonet charge!"
The sound came from his dry mouth and was quickly transmitted on the chaotic battlefield.
"Bayonet charge!"
"Fire the bayonet!"
A large number of junior non-commissioned officers of the French army roared to bring the confused soldiers back to reality. The soldiers immediately took out their bayonets and installed them on the muzzles of their guns. Their long-term muscle memory prevented them from dropping their bayonets on the ground in panic.
However, what the French commander did not expect was that the gleaming bayonets and heroic soldiers could not change the situation on the battlefield. Under the intensive firepower provided by lever-action rifles, the French charge seemed futile and stupid.