Chapter 972: Continue the Music and Continue the Dance.

Even if a few warriors broke through the hail of bullets and crashed into the German coalition army, they could only be stabbed to death in isolation.

At this time, the experienced French commander realized a problem. The German coalition was not those unorganized militias and insurgents, nor were they the natives in the colonies who collapsed at the first blow.

The French army's wave-like attacks were like encountering a hard reef and could never shake it.

The generals on the front line looked at the corpses and crooked flags on the ground and were not frightened. Instead, they cursed.

"Drive the Germans and Orleans' lackeys out of France! Warriors of France! For the motherland! Charge!"

Then he threw his decorative hat hard on the ground, pulled out his command knife, and he was ready to fill the front line himself.

Not every officer has such extraordinary courage and spirit, but at this time, the German coalition was blessed by nationalism, and there were many such heroes.

"Drive the French out of our German land! Liberate our enslaved compatriots! Follow me if you don't want to be dogs for the French!"

The next moment, the two torrents finally collided fiercely, but only a moment later, the retreat horn sounded.

Bono de Coulon couldn't sit still, because according to his estimation, if he continued to fight like this, there would only be one result - the French army was annihilated.

So Bono de Coulon made a very bold decision - to cut off the tail and survive. He decided to abandon some people to interrupt this suicidal attack.

This seemingly very reasonable timely stop loss actually contains huge hidden dangers, because the soldiers on the real battlefield are not the brave and fearless wheelchair grenadiers in the game.

The so-called retreat may turn into a rout and then lose everything if you are not careful, and the German coalition is very likely to take advantage of this momentum to chase and kill them and finally hit Huanglong.

At that time, those soldiers who could have continued to fight would also be swept away by the fleeing soldiers. Even if they wanted to fight back, they had to consider their own people. The coalition forces that came to take advantage of the victory had no such concerns at all.

Seeing the chaotic formation behind the French army, Franz's brows finally relaxed, and he turned to the people in the coalition headquarters and said.

"Huh, let the whole army press forward, we won this battle."

"Long live victory!"

"Long live liberation!"

"Long live Austria!"

"Long live the Orleans Dynasty!"

"Long live the Confederation!"

"Long live the Empire!"

"Long live the nation!"

"Long live Archduke Franz!"

People with different thoughts shouted a variety of slogans. Although these dignitaries and opinion leaders in the coalition were not good at fighting, they were absolutely first-class actors.

Many people recited the poems they had prepared long ago with tears in their eyes.

"Ah! Great German motherland!

Opening your eyes and taking a look at this battlefield is the greatest sacrifice to you!

The black ashes symbolize our oppressed nation! The sad and dark past! The tragic memories!

The red blood flowing on it is the anger of a nation! It is the burning passion! It is the flame that will burn everything!

The golden light is the glory of truth. The history of our Germans will never fall into dust! It is the light of hope! It is the bright future of our nation!"

Such nauseating poems are endless. Men hugged each other and cried with joy. Those socialites were even more excellent atmosphere groups. They wiped the tears that seemed to be there and not there with spotless exquisite handkerchiefs.

Every action and every word they said seemed to be carefully designed. Coupled with the aristocratic temperament cultivated since childhood, they turned crying into such an elegant thing.

The celebrities who were invited here were naturally the best in the social scene, either with amazing talent or prominent background. The beauties biting their thin lips and weeping were really lovable.

If Franz had not seen this kind of drama since childhood, he would probably have a big hormone explosion and speak nonsense in the hope of attracting their attention.

However, Franz at this time could clearly feel the feeling of a tiger choosing a person to devour from those tearful eyes, as well as the eyes searching for prey.

However, it was still very good to just set the atmosphere. Under the stimulation of hormones, some guys with poor concentration and little experience spoke boldly.

If it was at a normal ball, these words would only be regarded as drunken gaffes and laughed off, but it was different at this time. This was the headquarters of the German coalition forces. Not only were there dignitaries from various states, but Franz, the future emperor of the Austrian Empire, was also present.

The musicians also knew that they changed the tunes to cater to the atmosphere created by the ladies. Under such internal and external cooperation, many people fell into the trap unknowingly.

The result was that there were many lofty words flying everywhere. At first glance, it seemed that these guys had made great efforts. In fact, the most of the twenty-odd states came with more than 5,000 people, and a small country like Liechtenstein could rank among the top three in terms of the number of troops sent.

Since Liechtenstein obtained the Graubünden Canton in the last war to liberate Switzerland, its land area has increased by 45 times, and its population has jumped from less than 3,000 to 180,000, and its total population has increased by 60 times.

At this time, Liechtenstein was deeply influenced by nationalism. It can even be said that if there was no nationalism, Liechtenstein would not be able to rule the newly acquired Graubünden region.

So this time, Grand Duke Alois II of Liechtenstein personally led his army to join the German coalition. He was also the only national monarch among the commanders of the entire coalition.

However, due to the huge gap in national strength, the title of commander-in-chief still fell on Franz.

Franz looked at the leaders of various states who regarded the coalition headquarters as a fraternity. He had nothing to say about these guys who opened champagne twice within less than an hour of the start of the war.

On the front line, the front-line commander of the French army did not retreat first, and even issued an order contrary to that of Bonnot de Couron.

"Charge!"

This brave commander and countless other unknown low-level officers launched a counterattack against the aggressive German coalition.

They did not want to turn this retreat into a rout, and they would pay for it with their own lives and those of their subordinates.

But it could bring a glimmer of hope to the large army, otherwise the exhausted army that had been attacking the city for many days would be dead if it was entangled by the fresh forces of the German coalition.

However, the price, apart from death in battle, would be injury and capture.

These French troops collided head-on with the German coalition again, and were caught off guard for a while in the pursuit state. In addition, the artillery fire was covering the distance, and the entire wave actually stagnated for a moment.

However, they could only block the infantry in front, and the main force of the pursuit was precisely the flank cavalry that had been waiting for a long time.

The cavalry of the coalition took advantage of the gap between the two armies and directly penetrated the rear of the fleeing French army.

In fact, the pursuit efficiency of cavalry is much higher than that of infantry. The cavalry's saber does not need to change bullets. They only need to wait for the horses to catch up with the fleeing French army in front and then swing their swords to kill.

However, those truly experienced cavalry will use a more labor-saving method. They will hold their sabers horizontally and directly hit the French army.