Chapter 930 Vincent Morris

"No retreat!"

The French war squad was still very intimidating in the army, but the cavalry commander on the front line was very angry and questioned the officers of the war squad.

"Who gave the order! Can't you see that this is a muddy field? Our cavalry is forced to fight against infantry that is several times ours, and the other side has artillery. If this goes on, sooner or later all my people will be killed here!"

"It's General Compaore!"

"Who is Compaore? Where is Marshal Oudinot?"

"Marshal Oudinot has been dismissed! Now General Compaore is in command!"

The cavalry commander was stunned. He had heard of changing generals before the battle, but this was the first time he heard of changing generals on the battlefield.

"Damn it! Go tell that Compaore! This is a muddy land, my cavalry can't run at all. If we keep fighting like this, we will be wiped out!"

"Are you saying you don't have the ability to defend this place?"

"I mean if we keep fighting like this, he will bury the most elite cavalry unit of France in this muddy pond!"

"I will tell General Compaore about your disrespect to him after the war. Now please go back and hold your position. The great French army doesn't need cowards."

Hearing the word coward, the cavalry commander was instantly furious. He was a legitimate general, and the officer of the supervision team in front of him was just a lieutenant colonel who dared to talk to him like this.

"Boy! Who are you calling a coward? When I was on the battlefield killing the enemy, you were still playing in the mud!"

However, the young officer of the supervision team did not give the general face, he just said indifferently.

"Anyone who leaves his post without permission is a coward!"

"Abandoning his post without permission!?"

The cavalry commander repeated this sentence viciously, but obedience is the duty of a soldier, especially for cavalry officers who have received aristocratic education since childhood. This concept is deeply rooted in their bones.

"Okay! Then you must be responsible for this war!"

The young officers of the supervision team just remained silent. They have all undergone special training and will not be threatened by such threats, nor will they take any responsibility on their own initiative.

The cavalry commander looked at the other party's expression. He just felt unworthy for his subordinates. He risked his life, but would not get any promise from the other party.

He suddenly felt sad in his heart, but still issued the order that would make him regret for the rest of his life regardless of victory or defeat.

"No retreat!"

However, at this time, the officer of the supervision team spoke again.

"Sir, your communication is wrong. General Compaore's order is to disperse this enemy force. You should attack with all your strength."

"You" The cavalry commander was almost speechless with anger.

"If you can't explain it clearly, I can do it for you."

The officer of the supervision team cleared his throat.

"All troops charge! Those who retreat will be executed on the spot!"

Hundreds of members of the supervision team shouted in unison: "All troops charge! Those who retreat will be executed on the spot!"

The voice was so loud that even the soldiers who were fighting for their lives could hear it.

These members of the supervision team are carefully selected tough men, with a minimum height of 1.8 meters. They also have the best weapons in the army, the best supplies, and the highest salary.

They are naturally loyal to the government and the officers directly under them, but other troops in the French army have great opinions about this group of devils.

However, those soldiers also know how dark the hands and hearts of this group of supervision teams are. If they are targeted by this group of people, they can be sentenced to death, which is a light punishment. Most people who are targeted by them will live a life worse than death.

The supervision team is more terrible than the gendarmes in the city. The latter still abide by the law, while the former can directly torture you if they think you may be a deserter.

No matter what kind of tough guy, when he arrives at the special cell set up by the supervision team, he will beg for mercy like a pitiful creature.

Although the French elite cavalry had great resentment at this time and knew that continuing the attack would not win, they had to bite the bullet because of the existence of the supervision team.

In grief and despair, some French cavalry wanted to rush over and fight with the German coalition in front.

But the muddy ground in the middle made those brave and fearless soldiers die in a ridiculous way on the way to the charge.

Relatively speaking, the German coalition was not as panicked as when the war just started. General Vincent Morris was the commander of this German coalition at this time.

Vincent Morris was not from Luxembourg, but a Bavarian guard officer.

After the revolution of 1848, the young officer took the initiative to join this torrent.

Although Vincent Morris was young, he was not without ability. He went to Vienna and Berlin to study, and graduated with excellent grades, and was retained by the governments of both countries.

However, Vincent Morris refused the high positions and generous salaries offered by the two countries and resolutely decided to return to Bavaria to carry out military reforms.

However, when this great reformer returned to Bavaria, he found that he had no way to rise. Not to mention reform, he had to give gifts to others before he could join the army, otherwise he would have to start from the bottom.

Vincent Morris thought about his past experiences and he didn't think it was difficult to start from scratch.

When he first arrived in Vienna and Berlin, his classmates would look down on him and even laugh at him, and none of his mentors were optimistic about him.

The Austrians always laughed at his mountain accent and called him a northern barbarian, while the Prussians liked to call him a southern barbarian.

Especially when his hometown Bavaria is mentioned, his classmates will look down on him even more. That poor and remote place where people can only farm? A country where men are all coolies and women are all some kind of birds?

But those are only temporary. He is better than anyone else, and he will prove himself.

In the end, both the arrogant Viennese and the arrogant Prussians will bow down to him.

Those teachers will praise him with great words, those classmates will look at him with envy and jealousy, and even those high-ranking officials from other countries will condescend to win him over and retain him.

However, when he arrived in the Bavarian army, Vincent Morris knew what reality was.

The Bavarian army was in disrepair, and there was no training. If you want to get promoted and make money, you won't come to the army, you will become an artist.

After all, the Bavarian king at this time liked art more. It is said that every court minister had his own unique skills, and the evil woman who brought disaster to the country even relied on her outstanding talents to get to a position above ten thousand people.

As for other ways, they seemed to have been blocked. The European continent has been peaceful for a long time. Although there are occasional small-scale wars, most of them have nothing to do with Bavaria.

Even if Vincent Maurice wanted to fight to the death, he had nowhere to go. After wasting several years, he finally waited for an opportunity - the Luxembourg crisis broke out.

Vincent Maurice thought this was a good opportunity to make achievements, but wrong intelligence, poor command, and politicians who shirked responsibility led to hundreds of thousands of troops being chased by thousands of French.

Vincent Maurice himself became a prisoner of the French, but he found the meaning of his life in the peak confrontation between Jean Durde and Albrecht.

On that day, he saw what it meant to be truly crushing. The French army, which had fought against hundreds of thousands of people before, was crushed and torn like weeds in front of the real German army...

After that, whether it was the unity of the people in the Alsace-Lorraine crisis or the thousands of miles of assistance during the Swiss Civil War, Vincent Maurice was excited.

Ultimately these events gradually made Vincent Morris a staunch German nationalist.