Chapter 912 The Turning Point of the War

The end of the airship force happened in full view, hundreds of thousands of people saw it with their own eyes, and the news naturally passed quickly.

In fact, there is no need to pass it on. Admiral Oudino's headquarters is not far from the front line. The battle on the ground is blocked and cannot be seen from the headquarters, but the air battle that takes place in the sky can be witnessed.

Having personally witnessed the end of the airship force, Admiral Oudino lost his energy.

In order to build this airship force, the French military has spent a lot of money, and nearly one-tenth of the army's annual military spending is on it.

Now it's just a meteor shower in front of hundreds of thousands of people, and it's a gorgeous curtain call. Admiral Oudino doesn't know how to explain it to the country.

Of course, the loss here is not all the airships of the French army, but the results of the air battle have proved to the world that the sky does not belong to the airships.

"General, it's time for dinner."

The guard's voice sounded, pulling Oudino back to reality from the confusion.

"No, I'm not hungry now."

"The order goes on. A military meeting will be held this evening. In addition to leaving the necessary personnel on duty, all officers above the lieutenant colonel in the headquarters must attend."

The airship force is over, but the war will continue. From now on, the sky will no longer belong to France, and Oudinot knows exactly what that means.

Not to mention carrying out strategic bombing, even the basic intelligence of the enemy cannot be detected. From now on, the French army will only be bombed.

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The weather gradually dimmed, and the afterglow of the setting sun spread to the ground, reflecting the broken arm and stump on the ground, a ready-made horror movie studio.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the French army camp was very strange. The horn to withdraw troops had sounded, but very few soldiers returned.

Such tragic battles in the past have not never happened. But according to convention, this time should be the climax of the resurrection of the corpse, but today is an exception, few soldiers got up from the ground.

Colonel Fuxi, who had just taken over as the commander of the ninth division, already had a bad premonition in his heart, and immediately ordered: "Speak to the Austrians on the opposite side, we will send someone to collect the corpses.

By the way, send someone to tell the angry guys that if they don't come back, they don't have to come back. The supervising team keeps a record for me, and I will practice these guys well later. "

Realizing the problem, Fuxi couldn't imagine those guys were all dead. After all, previous convictions are very important. After seeing Dafa of pretending to be dead, the French military leaders are no longer sensitive to the number of casualties.

You must know that the officers and soldiers of the ninth division returning to the camp are only half of the total strength.

During the attack, half of the troops were destroyed in one day. If such a thing really happened, he, the newly appointed division commander, would be at an end.

Fuxi only thought that his subordinates were angry. After all, the ninth division has been unfavorable recently, and the division commander was killed before the battle started.

It was agreed to launch an attack under the cover of the airship troop. As a result, everyone saw the French ace troop attack the street. The cover did not play a role, but the bombing was not less.

After all, it is only the French airship that is finished. The airships and naval guns of the coalition can still function normally. This kind of mental gap is still very shocking.

"Yes, Colonel!"

After speaking, the messenger hurried out.

Collecting corpses on the battlefield is also a tradition in Europe. No matter how you fight to death during the day, when it comes time to collect corpses, no one will stop them.

After all, there are many corpses on the battlefield, and it is easy to cause a plague if they are not dealt with as soon as possible, which is what neither side wants to see.

Sometimes, the corpse collection teams of the two warring countries met and greeted each other, but they each took their dead officers and soldiers back home.

Today is a typical offensive and defensive battle. Most of the Austrian troops stayed in the trenches. When they encountered a machine gun fire network for the first time, the French army did not know how to deal with it. They just rushed forward blindly, and the result was naturally tragic.

The end result was that the French army was littered with corpses, and the Austrian army had very few casualties.

Even if he died in battle, he would have died in his own position and had already been dealt with. So now, only the French corpse collection team is acting.

Not long after the corpse collection operation began, a young officer ran over: "Colonel, something has happened."

Colonel Fuxi frowned, and said very unhappily: "What's the fuss about, is it because the soldiers on the front line mutiny?"

The artillery fire had stopped, and it was definitely impossible for the Austrian army to launch a counter-offensive, so the biggest thing was the mutiny of the soldiers.

This is nothing new, that is, the French-dominated units of the 9th Division are very rare.

If it was placed on the Italian divisions, there was a 90% chance that they would be upset if they were tasked with such a heavy casualty main attack.

The emotional instability of the Italian soldiers was also an important factor restricting the combat effectiveness of the French army.

This problem, people of insight in the French army have long realized. It is a pity that there is no way, France has limited human resources and has to recruit Italian soldiers.

"Colonel, go and see for yourself! I'm sure it's a hundred times, a thousand times worse than this..."

Obviously, the young officer realized that the news he brought was too amazing to be believed, and he simply let Colonel Fuxi see it himself.

"Humph!"

After expressing his strong dissatisfaction, Colonel Fuxi walked out of the headquarters.

At this point in time, it already belongs to the collection of corpses

The time and safety of the brigade and religious people are still guaranteed.

Going to the front line, looking at the floating corpses on the ground, and occasionally hearing the mourning of the wounded, Fuxi was stunned.

All dead, even if not dead, are dying now.

With the medical conditions of this year, he was injured on the battlefield for several hours without receiving any treatment, and the possibility of being able to be rescued back was close to zero.

With only the number of medical staff in the ninth division, they can't do enough to bandage the lightly wounded who were removed from the front. Who can care about the guys behind.

Glancing at the audience, Fuxi returned to the headquarters in despair. The problem was indeed a thousand times more serious than the mutiny, and the entire ninth division was abolished.

Witnessing such a cruel scene, the surviving officers and soldiers lost their energy.

If the enemy launched an attack now, perhaps only a simple charge would be needed, and the ninth division would collapse.

After being silent for a while, Colonel Fuxi, who had calmed down, sighed and said helplessly: "Go on, all officers will not need to sleep tonight. All of them will be sent to me to calm the hearts of the troops, and beware of the roar of the camp."

You don't have to think about it to know that the Ninth Division's camp is not destined to be peaceful tonight.

If nothing else, this elite French army will not be able to go to the battlefield again for a long time to come.

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Time passed minute by minute, and soon the casualty report came out. In essence, it is also simple to count, Colonel Fuxi just asked to count the living people in the camp.

The rest, whether killed, missing, or captured, were counted as killed.

There is no way, the number of officers and soldiers killed in action is too many, and many people are separated. In a short time, it is impossible to piece together, let alone identify the identity of the deceased.

In order for the fallen soldiers to receive government pensions, Colonel Fookhee could only be a bureaucrat once.

Looking at the shocking number of casualties, Fuxi couldn't believe his eyes, he was still stunned even though he had already prepared for it.

Only the ninth division created a record of 4,367 wounded and 3,816 killed during the day's attack.

Yes, this is the highest casualty record for the French army in a single day since the start of the war.

Behind the tragic casualties of one's own side, few victories have been achieved. Without even touching the enemy's position, the 9th Division had reimbursed most of the expenses, and Colonel Fuxi didn't know how to describe the battle during the day.

Just when Colonel Fuxi was having a headache about how to explain it to his head, the guard's reputation sounded again: "Colonel, there is an order from above, asking you to attend the military meeting at night."

Colonel Fuxi replied indifferently: "Understood, I'll go immediately! The order goes on, and the number of sentries on duty tonight will be doubled to prevent enemy sneak attacks."

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Admiral Oudino's headquarters is not far from the ninth division's station. It is only a few kilometers away, and it only takes twenty or thirty minutes to ride a horse back and forth, which can be said to be quite convenient.

But at the moment, Colonel Fuxi hoped that the journey would be longer, so that he could face it later.

It is not only Colonel Fuxi who is equally distressed. The same tragedy happened to all the troops that participated in the attack today.

Small tragedies come together to form a big tragedy. Admiral Oudino, who was still weeping for the end of the airship unit, was stunned by the numbers in front of him.

"Guys, is it April Fool's Day? This joke is not funny at all."

"Tell me, it's not true!"

...

After repeatedly confirming that he got a positive answer, Admiral Oudino, who was surging with blood, fainted directly and gorgeously.

After a while of chaos, they were finally rescued. But for Oudino himself, perhaps never waking up is the best ending.

The reality is too cruel. This fierce battle on the Rhine is a replica of the original time and space Somme and the battle, and the French army played the role of the British army.

From today onwards, Oudino will leave a strong pen and ink in the human war. In the future, the military textbooks of various countries in the world will inevitably have his villain.

Especially his order to "attack at all costs" fixed him on the pillar of historical shame.

Butchers, executioners, idiots, idiots... all kinds of filthy words will be pressed on his head by future generations.

The sober Oudino said bitterly: "Everyone, do it, today's battle is my personal command error, it has nothing to do with you, I will take responsibility.

The next battle is up to everyone. The front-line commanders have all returned to the troops to strengthen their alertness and strictly prevent the enemy from attacking tonight.

Fei Lit, you are responsible for sorting out the situation here and reporting to the marshal and the country. Tell them that I failed the empire..."

The blow to Admiral Oudino today was too great, and now I am full of "self-blame", and I don't even bother to shirk responsibility.

Of course, at this time, no matter how Admiral Oudino shirks his responsibilities, he will be to blame.

After this battle, the invincible potential that the French army had finally accumulated was lost. It has become a dream to want a quick battle and tear the Rhine defense line in a short period of time.