Chapter 532

After a long silence, Gallieni, who was sitting behind him, asked with an angry tone: "So, is the order to attack the Namur Fortress real?"

As the Minister of the Army, he didn't know. When he asked Nivelle, he got the answer: "There is no such attack plan, everything is a rumor."

How could they do such a thing? !

Charles looked back at Gallieni, with some gratitude in his eyes. Only he would be angry about this at the first time. Most of the others were surprised, and some looked calm. This part was the insider.

Armand, who was used to sitting in the first row, even looked happy, because it meant that a large number of opponent parliamentarians related to this matter would be forced to step down.

Charles turned around, swept his eyes across the room, and nodded gently: "Yes, there is indeed such an order."

The meeting room was in an uproar.

This proved that Nivelle lied again.

This was not a rumor at all. They did try to use the Germans to kill Charles and his troops.

The informed MP retorted from the audience: "Hasn't this order been cancelled?"

The eyes of the whole audience turned to the MP who was speaking, a Socialist MP.

At this time, he realized that he had exposed his identity as an insider or even a participant. He hurriedly lowered his head to try to avoid other people's eyes, but it was too late. There were several laughs in the meeting room.

The party leader James gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, this idiot, dragged Schneider into the fire pit with just one sentence!

Char smiled and said humorously:

"Yes, I did receive an order to cancel the mission, and I also received an order to "strictly keep it confidential."

"But I am ready to attack."

"And the order to "cancel the attack" was made under the pressure of public opinion. I don't think this was the original intention of the superiors. What do you think?"

The meeting room burst into laughter. This was certainly not the "original intention of the superiors". The "original intention of the superiors" was to let Charles die on the battlefield.

Char went on to explain: "As for "strict confidentiality", if the battle has already started, there is no problem of confidentiality."

Galieni nodded secretly.

Charles's actions could not be said to be "watertight". Strictly speaking, his attack on the Namur Fortress was a violation of military orders.

However, no parliamentarian would condemn a general who was expected to win in battle, otherwise he did not want France to win.

Sure enough, no parliamentarian questioned Charles' "disobedience of military orders".

Armand deliberately raised the topic to dig deeper. He stood up and asked, "General, I heard that the Namur Fortress is not suitable for your armored forces to attack. Is this true?"

Armand believed that it was necessary to confirm that Nivelle's faction "framed Charles", so "whether Namur is suitable for Charles' troops to attack" was important.

Other parliamentarians turned their attention to Charles.

They had read relevant analysis in newspapers before, but that was said by military commentators. The most authoritative person in this regard was of course Charles, who invented the tank and applied it on the battlefield.

Charles did not deny it. He said with a double meaning:

"Yes, the armored forces are indeed not suitable for attacking Namur."

"Normally, if we attack Namur rashly, there is only one possibility of failure."

"Obviously, my opponents know us very well and they have made careful preparations!"

Laughter broke out again in the meeting room. The parliamentarians certainly knew why Charles used "opponents" instead of "enemies" or "Germans."

"Then." Armand continued to ask: "What made you launch an attack even though you knew the success rate was low?"

Armand is very good at this. The questions he asked seem ordinary on the surface, but they are actually a relentless pursuit of Nivelle's group.

He is trying to create an atmosphere that Charles is in extreme danger and finally finds a way to attack by chance.

Charles understood Armand's intention. He answered cooperatively with a lingering fear:

"At first I had no idea. General Tijani and I practiced on the map countless times, and all of them ended with the annihilation of the whole army."

"I even thought I was going to die there. The rivers, forests, and enemy fortifications there are all natural enemies of tanks."

"General Tijani even thought that his superiors had sent the wrong order."

"Fortunately, I have developed a new equipment that may come in handy, but I'm not sure yet!"

The parliamentarians nodded in agreement, which was just as they expected.

Galiene gritted his teeth and cursed angrily: "Damn it, this is simply murder!"

And it happened right under the nose of him, the Minister of the Army.

Only Charles knew that this was not true. Namur would always have to fight, and he thought of rocket launchers a long time ago.

"Can we know what kind of equipment it is?" A parliamentarian asked curiously.

"Sorry, I can't tell you for now." Charles replied: "I want to let the opponent guess, which will make the opponent panic. Only in this way can we have more chances of winning."

The parliamentarians nodded in agreement.

The less information the Germans know, the less likely they are to find a countermeasure.

Of course, this "opponent" is not just the Germans.

Only Steed looked enlightened. He knew that this "equipment" was a recently produced rocket launcher.

But he still had doubts in his heart. Can this thing really play such a big role?

Can it actually help Charles recapture Namur?

"Are there any other questions?" Charles looked around: "If not, I think I should rush to Namur as soon as possible to be with my soldiers!"

The congressmen were in awe and answered one after another:

"No, no more questions, General, I wish you victory."

"Teach the Germans a lesson and let them know how powerful we are!"

"We support you, let's go ahead and fight. We will give priority to the proposal to reinforce the Namur front line!"

…

When Charles walked off the podium, the lawmakers stood up and applauded, and some cheered and screamed.

At this moment, Ciel knew that he had won more support from the middle forces.

…

French military headquarters on the south bank of the Somme.

Although the soldiers on the front line were charging, Nivele's attention was not there.

There is no need for command on the front line, because the so-called "command" actually means one sentence: "attack." At most, add a few words of motivation and an unrealistic vision.

He walked anxiously back and forth at the door of the telecommunications room, where the shouts of the communications soldiers on the phone and the "beep" of the telegram were heard constantly.

Nivele was waiting for the results of the council, and he wanted to know if Charles would be willing to take command here.

"General." At this time, the signal soldier sent a telegram: "From Paris!"

Nivele stopped with a whoosh, turned around and took a few steps forward to receive the telegram.

After scanning the message, his face, which was full of expectations, instantly lost all color.

The message simply said: "The Charr is attacking Namur Fortress!"