Chapter 1021 Winning or Losing

Such false propaganda has certain advantages. It can stir up national hatred and endorse the justice of the party, allowing soldiers to do those unjust things without scruples.

But the disadvantages are also obvious. After the morale of the party collapsed, ordinary soldiers were overly afraid of the suffering they might suffer after surrendering, so they all chose to flee in a hurry.

As for the French military supervision team, they are not fools. They will naturally be loyal to their duties when there are few deserters, but if they really face such a big defeat at this time, they will choose to try to stop the car unless they are crazy.

So far, the defeat of the French army has been determined.

Lamosilier finally couldn't sit still when he saw the airships in the sky. After all, when the intelligence was sent before, he only thought it was the nonsense of the charlatans in the Papal States.

In fact, when he saw those hot air balloons before, he had a vague feeling that perhaps the Austrians would build bigger hot air balloons.

However, what Lamosilier saw at this time was something more advanced. These airships can not only control the direction of flight, but also drop bombs on the ground.

Combined with the French army's previous inability to deal with hot air balloons, the same result would occur when facing airships.

Being beaten unilaterally on the battlefield is much more terrible than being unilaterally transparent on the battlefield.

However, the German coalition forces that bypassed the rear of Salzburg changed their tactics at this time. Facing the fierce attack of the French army, they directly chose to use incendiary bombs to burn the nearby woods.

Yes, the coalition's troops behind were indeed not enough to stop the full-scale attack of the French army, but the fire could. Those trees were not temporary fortifications at all. They were just coalition soldiers using flammable materials to block the road.

Facing the raging fire, even the bravest soldiers lost their temper. After all, no one wanted to fight a battle that was sure to die.

"Put out the fire! Put out the fire!"

Although the fire could not reach the Salzburg Fortress, the coalition's airships were already hanging overhead, and the infantry would soon advance here.

As the fire spread, the tall trees were not spared, and the fire snakes greedily devoured everything that could be burned.

The billowing smoke continued to rise, choking people so that they could not get close. The black smoke and dust covered the sky, and it was as depressing as a huge rock.

French soldiers were carrying buckets and shovels in the hope of clearing a path in the fire, but in the face of the might of nature, the most vicious violent group of mankind seemed so weak and helpless.

What was even more terrible was that the secret troops of the coalition did not completely withdraw. They would occasionally fire two shots or two rockets at the French soldiers who were fighting the fire.

On the other hand, the fear and retreat of the French army undoubtedly stimulated the nerves of the German coalition. The latter had paid too much for this war, and they just wanted to get it all back with interest.

In particular, the Austrian airship unit raised the morale of the German coalition to the peak. The soldiers frantically launched an attack on the French positions, looking for the French who were still resisting.

The French artillery once again became the focus of the Austrian army. The French artillery that survived the artillery fire and sniping finally collapsed when they saw the nearby airships.

Without the support of artillery, it was only a matter of time before the French positions were completely lost.

Lamosilier chose to surrender because there was no other way to go.

However, before Albrecht received his surrender letter, at least one-third of the French army had died tragically under the attack of the coalition forces.

However, this obviously did not satisfy Albrecht. After another day, the German coalition finally accepted the surrender of French Marshal Lamosilier.

At this time, the more than 40,000 French troops originally stationed in Salbourg were less than 3,000, and almost all the remaining people were injured.

At the surrender ceremony, Lamosilier limped and handed over his command knife. Seeing this scene, the coalition soldiers couldn't help but burst into a sea of ​​cheers.

Generally speaking, after the surrendering party handed over the command knife, the victorious party would politely return the knife to preserve the other party's honor and dignity.

But at this time, Albrecht, who was in high spirits, forgot about these for a while, and he directly threw Lamosilier's command knife to the soldiers.

Albrecht reacted just after he did this. He looked at Lamosilier with bulging veins in embarrassment, and had to step forward to comfort him in a low voice.

"General Lamosilier"

"It's the Marshal!"

Lamosilier emphasized angrily.

"Marshal Lamosilier, I will buy it back for you after the ceremony."

"No need! I'm a prisoner!"

To be honest, Albrecht had no good feelings for people like Lamosilier. Whether from an orthodox perspective or a nationalist perspective, people like Lamosilier were not worthy of sympathy and respect.

Lamosilier became the Marshal of the Second French Republic without any resistance when the February Crisis came, and even led troops to attack the territory of his original monarch Louis Philippe.

In the eyes of the orthodox, this is a pure traitor who has been favored by the country for generations and turned against the country at the last minute, and even wants to eradicate the original monarch for his new master.

In the eyes of German nationalists, Lamosilier was an invader and a butcher who deserved to be chopped into pieces.

If it weren't for his years of royal education, Albrecht would have wanted to punch him twice. However, as a member of the Habsburg family, he couldn't do that, but that didn't mean others wouldn't do it.

After listening to Lamosilier's words, Albrecht spread his hands and turned away. As soon as the Austrian Archduke and the Allied Commander left, the nationalists who had been patient for a long time rushed forward.

One of them pulled off the French flag and threw it to the ground, and then a group of people stepped on it.

Soon, the exquisite tricolor flag was stepped on into rags. Looking at the flag that had become rags, a French officer couldn't help but stand up and scold.

"We have surrendered, you have no right to humiliate us like this!"

"You also know that you have surrendered? This flag belongs to us now, we can do whatever we want with it."

"You should have the minimum respect for your opponent! Sir!"

"Sorry, sir! I only know that you are a damn invader! We didn't invite you here!

If I can, I would rather farm at home! Milk the cows! Instead of fighting to the death with you damn French guys!

You'd better respect others before asking others to respect you. If you bring champagne, we also have Pilsner.

You can't blame us for being on edge if you bring guns and sticks!"

Pilsner refers to Pilsner beer.

The French officer suddenly seemed to have caught some inspiration and said with a smile.

"You are the invaders! This is not your country, but our French land!"

But he soon stopped laughing.

"No, sir! This is the land of our Germans! Our ancestors have lived here for generations! It was you who occupied it!"