Chapter 931: Reinforcements

Vincent Morris likes nationalism because he likes the feeling of unity and positivity.

When the revolution swept Munich in 1848, Vincent Morris led his troops to respond first. Later, he participated in the Frankfurt Parliament and became a representative of Bavaria.

After the death of Heinrich von Gagen, the taste of the National Assembly changed, and they were timid about supporting Belgium.

Vincent Morris joined the Luxembourgers with a group of "real" German nationalists.

Since the Luxembourg army had only been established for a few years, the previous battles were led by Austria and Prussia, and they only helped to transport supplies or maintain order in the back.

In short, they did not have qualified officers. Not to mention that there were not many people in the entire coalition who could use firearms proficiently, let alone on the battlefield.

After some discussion, the few officers agreed that only Vincent Morris could lead this army.

Some of these officers had higher ranks than Vincent Morris, but there was no doubt that Vincent Morris's talents far surpassed them.

These officers knew better than the soldiers how dangerous this battle was, and most of them felt that they could not return alive, so some things seemed unimportant.

Of course, they also had a little bit of luck, just in case they could really win! Being a hero is good, but it would be even better if you can be a living hero!

Vincent Morris naturally tried his best to make this coalition an elite force along the way.

However, due to the fanatical nationalism and some excitement on the battlefield, his soldiers soon turned into a group of beasts that would eat anyone they chose.

The chaos on the battlefield at this time was very beneficial to the coalition, because the chaos diluted the fear and disrupted the enemy's deployment.

Now it was all about which side had thicker nerves and which side could bear more casualties.

Vincent Maurice actually admired the French cavalry in front of him. They had suffered nearly 20% casualties, but they still fought against infantry that was several times their number without artillery.

Just based on this point, Vincent Maurice dared to conclude that no army in the entire Kingdom of Bavaria could do this.

Although their bravery and tenacity were worthy of praise, this way of fighting was really stupid.

As the coalition artillery was constantly pushed up, rounds of shotgun shells splashed on the French army.

The French army fell in groups, and some people didn't even have time to make a cry.

At this time, General Compaore, who was sitting in the rear, was so angry that he jumped up and down. He didn't understand why the cavalry had to dismount and shoot at the infantry. He just felt that his men were all idiots.

General Compaore grabbed an officer next to him again.

"Listen! Let them attack! Don't stay where they are! Damn it! They are cavalry! They have horses! Why are they shooting at infantry!

No matter what the cost, I want them to attack immediately!"

The main battlefield was also deadlocked. The sudden counterattack of the newly emerged army and the Belgians disrupted the rhythm of the French army.

Especially after the hand-to-hand combat began, the soldiers of both sides wrestled and entangled with each other, and the French artillery advantage could not be brought into play.

At the same time, the disadvantages of the oppressive attack adopted by Oudinot before also began to emerge.

The advantage of this offensive method is that the offensive is continuous like a storm hitting the shore, which can severely hit the enemy's morale and compress the enemy's defensive space to make the enemy lose their footing.

As long as one point is broken through, the enemy's entire defense line will collapse, and the battle can be ended quickly, with high efficiency, and the actual casualties may be less than that of a steady and cautious approach.

However, the disadvantages of this style of play are also great, that is, it is often accompanied by great casualties in the early stage, and if the opponent cannot be oppressed, then it will fall into a passive position.

For the enemy, as long as they break a certain point, they can disintegrate the French offensive.

At this time, Leopold I and Charles Rogier were looking for such an opportunity. The morale of the Belgian army was greatly boosted by the arrival of reinforcements, which was an opportunity they could take advantage of.

The French and Belgians fighting on the front battlefield did not know the specific number of the coalition forces, so the braver the latter, the more afraid the former were.

Compaore in the rear could see clearly that although the number of enemy reinforcements was not small, they were blocked by the elite cavalry of the French army.

As long as they could take the main position of the Belgians by taking this opportunity, the final victory would still belong to the French.

However, the French soldiers fighting on the front battlefield did not know this. They only knew that the enemy reinforcements had come, and the huge number was constantly crossing the hills.

It was this hesitation that made the soldiers hesitate. As the battle progressed, the French army began to fatigue, and the large increase in casualties was also constantly hitting morale.

The battle line that stretched for several kilometers was already covered with corpses, and Leopold I's own guards had already joined the bloody fight.

General Compaore's blood pressure was already full, and he had hoped to end the battle with minimal casualties.

But the intrusion of the German coalition disrupted his original plan. Now the enemy had an advantage in manpower, and even if he could win, the losses would be far greater than expected.

"Damn it! Where did they come from! Are all those intelligence agents pigs!"

The officers on the side were also helpless, as there was indeed no news of enemy reinforcements from the rear.

"Damn it! Where did those Germans come from! Do they want to declare war on our great France?"

Compaore remembered at this time that although the French Provisional Government had repeatedly threatened Austria with war, it seemed that it had not yet declared war on the German Confederation in front of it.

Now that the two sides were fighting on Belgian soil, it was hard to say which side had provoked the war.

But he didn't have much time to think, because another army appeared on the other side of the battlefield.

"Again?"

Compaore picked up the telescope, and the black, red and gold tricolor flag came into view again. At this moment, he felt desperate, and his career seemed to be really over.

He had less than 2,000 reserve troops, and the size of the newly appeared army was at least more than 10,000 people.

"Quick! Hold on! Hold on! You, you, you take the reserve troops! As long as you can hold on for two hours, victory will still belong to us!"

Although Compaore's subordinates were a little skeptical, they still executed the order. After all, there seemed to be no better way at this time.

The French soldiers could not surrender to these ragtag troops.

Several officers immediately led the remaining reserve troops to stop the newly appeared enemy troops, hoping that their comrades on the main battlefield could quickly deal with the Belgians.

However, things did not go as planned. Before the last reserve troops of the French army arrived at the battlefield, the French army on the main battlefield collapsed.

Because for the French army on the front battlefield, it was no longer a two-sided encirclement, but a three-sided attack.

And the infantry did not have the discipline of the cavalry.