Iron Cross Fire

The next day, the news of the German army's breakthrough across the Loire River quickly spread throughout the world, and dignitaries from various countries all lamented their speed and their ferocious marshal.

The French army immediately sent troops to block the gap and surrounded them with more troops. The troops on both sides continued to be anxious, and finally formed a salient.

The two wings of the German army are fragile and may be broken through if you are not careful. You must be careful.

But Kuster doesn't think so. Wars are never won on defense. He believed that the French should be caught off guard by taking the initiative.

This is undoubtedly a huge gamble. If there are not enough reserves to fill the vacancies on the front, the entire combat plan will collapse; on the contrary, if it succeeds, the French will have difficulty fighting on the European continent and may have to fight in Africa.

To this end, Kuster ran back and forth at the front of the position, always paying attention to contact with his signal troops, and constantly observing the enemy's movements.

Once, while he was waiting anxiously by the radio station, the telegraph operator suddenly turned around and told everything he knew.

"Marshal, the guerrillas have crossed the river fifty kilometers and are now about 30 kilometers east of Nantes."

"Is there more?" Kuster grabbed him with both hands and asked eagerly.

"Uh... they have already established a base. It's just, um..." The telegraph operator looked embarrassed, hesitated, and was very unhappy.

"Just what? Say it!"

"They seemed to want to return to rural life. After sneaking into the town, they actually robbed a hardware store."

What the hell? Kuster's mind was full of questions. He really couldn't figure out why he wanted to rob a hardware store during the war. Maybe he was pursuing art in life.

"Send me a report. I want them to be incompatible with the French, not to integrate them with the French!"

Kuster said angrily. Just the scary eyes are hard to look at, and the whole body exudes a terrifying aura like the god of death.

He went to another telegraph operator. The man was fishing, but when he saw him coming, he was shocked and tremblingly pretended to be working.

"How is the war in Brittany?" Kuster said condescendingly. The German sitting on the stool was like a dwarf in front of him, unable to face his inviolable majesty.

The telegraph operator quickly took out his account book, turned it over in front of Kuster, and said:

"The Lanc River has been breached. The army has been marching for dozens of miles a day, and is still less than 80 kilometers away from Brest. The harvest in the south is also quite abundant, and it has advanced about 70 kilometers to the north. It is flanked by two sides from the north and the south, and has been surrounded. French troops living in Rennes and its surrounding areas.”

"Hmm..." Kuster agreed, seeming to agree and consider, but in short, he left, and the telegraph operator could continue to fish.

Kuster came to the front of the position. The sound of gunfire from both sides was quite clear, and the dense ammunition wanted to turn the ground into a hornet's nest.

If I guessed correctly, this should be the French coming.

For the subsequent attack, Custer only allowed a few guns to conduct a brief bombardment.

It's funny to say that before Kuster has finished handling the affairs at hand, he is already thinking about how to attack in the future. I'm afraid he is the only one in this era who is so confident.

There are undoubtedly many French troops on both sides, because as long as one of them breaks through, they can outflank the German army. The Germans know it, and they naturally know it, and they will definitely send troops here as hard as they can.

So the only breakthrough point can only be in the middle, which is due south.

The first priority is to stabilize the French on both sides, but there is nothing to worry about. The barbed wire and machine guns captured from the French will make it difficult for the French army to move forward.

However, once the French army retreats, they will definitely have scruples, and it will be difficult for them to fully confront the German positions head-on.

Moreover, launching an attack directly will also change the direction to relieve the pressure on both sides, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone. Especially now, when the reinforcement strength of an army has been reached, how can we wait until we don't fight now?

So, with both flanks facing the enemy, Kuster launched an attack brazenly.

He arranged two divisions as reserves, three divisions to guard the sides, and the remaining seven divisions to break through to the south.

All the troops, all the officers, and all the soldiers were involved in the battle...except for Kuster, who was drinking tea in the command room at the moment and talking about Tao Nian Sentiment.

A few hours later, news of the victory came.

The French army on the southern protrusion was defeated and forced to retreat backwards. The bombed-out position was also occupied by the German army.

The German army took advantage of the victory and pursued it without giving them a chance to breathe. This caused more and more French troops to retreat, and they were completely defeated.

Because the Germans advanced too hard, the front line was stretched by nearly 10 kilometers, and the already very protruding part became even sharper.

Fortunately, the reserve team was on top, making up for the gaps in the front line.

Now, another problem faced Kuster, that is, whether to attack left or right to expand the results.

If we attack to the left, we can surround Nantes, and it is very possible to take it down, and we can achieve good results.

If you want to attack eastward, you will be more profitable. Not only can you easily break the siege of friendly forces with superior force, but you can also take Paris directly. This is obviously a better choice.

But his adjutant, Nelson, didn't think so.

"Marshal, I suggest attacking westward."

"Oh? Why." Kuster asked with his eyes wide open.

"As long as we go west, we can completely tear apart the defense line of the Loire River, leaving the French army undefeated."

Nelson spoke plausibly and kept banging on the table to show his authority.

"I've thought about it, but I think there may be a lot of people in the west because they can't wait to get through to Brittany."

Coster retorted. They have already crossed the Loire River with one foot, so there is nothing to worry about.

"That's better than the east! My Marshal, please think carefully. There is the important city of Paris in the east, with millions of people in it! Even if it is taken, the credit will all belong to others."

Nelson raised his voice and said with some sarcasm:

"And there is a tricky guy. Those Orleans guys have surrounded several of our troops!"

Nelson's sarcastic words made Custer frown. He didn't say much, just said:

"Thank you, please go back, you will command the troops in the west to attack. I will provide most of the help."

"Great! Thank you, Marshal!"

Nelson seemed very surprised, stood up and thanked him repeatedly. Obviously, he had not been tempered by Humphrey, and didn't know what trap Custer had set with this sentence.

After watching Nelson walk further and further away until he could no longer be seen, Kuster thought the situation had calmed down, so he slowly stood up and said to his men:

"Go, turn east."

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