The Chief of the General Staff of the Prussian Empire and the Prime Minister of the Reich, the two top high-ranking officials, one civil and one military, cried like a child at this moment. Fortunately, there were no spectators around, and there were only two of them on the watchtower, otherwise if the news leaked to the enemy country, the national image of the whole Prussia would have to be greatly reduced.

The two old men, who were more than 100 years old, clenched their fists and slammed them on the log railing, and at that moment they were depressed and sullen.

"We in Prussia have been preparing for this battle for ten years... How many more decades of life have passed, and how many people have not seen the end of victory? Thankfully, God still loves Prussia, and we have finally won..."

"Countless men and women, workers, peasants, students, soldiers...... All the populaces of the entire Kingdom of Prussia have already contributed their part to this great war...... Our economy is on the verge of collapse, we have squeezed the last copper plate of the people, and if we fail, we will never recover..."

The two clasped their hands tightly together and said in unison, "God forbid... We've finally won..."

The watchtower was built high and sturdy, and the craftsmanship of German engineers was not blown, and the makeshift wooden watchtower was more than 30 meters high, and the scenery of the entire Sadowa region could be seen from above.

On the west side of the battlefield, that is, on the right flank of the Prussian position, the black pressure on the horizon was full of cavalry crowds, and the most elite Prussian Second Army, the vanguard of Prince Karl, the crown prince of the kingdom, finally arrived at the most critical moment of the battle after running for 40 kilometers.

The battlefield was earth-shattering, and hundreds of thousands of people shouted out one word regardless of the enemy, that is, reinforcements. The Prussian side shouted that the sky was shaking and the momentum was like a rainbow, while the Austrian side shouted heart-rending and painful.

"Reinforcements...... Reinforcements...... Reinforcements ......" The scene of hundreds of thousands of people shouting a word is unimaginable.

The soldiers of the Second Corps were also crazy, as soon as they looked at the situation on the battlefield, and then looked at the corpses all over the ground, everyone was furious, and without the officer's order, the cavalry tide was overwhelming.

Karl's vanguard cavalry was a full three divisions, and more than 30,000 horses charged at the same time, like a sharp and hot knife, which pierced into the soft butter of the Austrian legion.

The infantry formation only had time to fire a salvo before it was scattered by the herd of horses, and countless soldiers were knocked into the air and then smashed to the ground, and before these soldiers with wounded internal organs vomited blood and vomited their addiction, countless horses' hooves trampled on his body and swarmed past, and after the galloping of thousands of horses, the earth was only a mess of mud.

The most unfortunate are those artillerymen, these types of troops with basically zero close defense ability, in the face of the crazy cavalry tide, they didn't even have a chance to pull a few cushions, and the cold light of the saber flashed and rows of heads rolled down to the ground.

At this point, the Austrians were also red-eyed, Brigadier General Ferdinand Rossenzweig von Druvier saw that the battle line was in danger and was about to collapse, and without saying a word, he led the cavalry brigade to abandon the enemy in front of him, and rushed straight towards the Prussian cavalry in a big detour.

"My bravest knights, you are the warriors I brought out of Hungary single-handedly, do not forget the blood of Attila, the king of the Huns, in your veins, and do not disgrace your ancestors...... Rush forward, die here, and give our allies a chance to live...... Unstoppable, sacrifice is the fate of cavalry..."

No one could have imagined that this cavalry brigade was actually recruited by the Austrians from Hungary, an ancient country in Central Europe that has always been rumored to be the descendants of Attila, the king of the Huns, whose blood is nomadic in their veins, and it is their fate to die on horseback.

"Hooray...", the tactics of the cavalry brigade urged the horses to rush towards the Prussian regiment with a wild shout. At that moment, it was as if a river rushing into the sea was rushing into the sea and rushing into the sea.

Even if you are the sea, we have to cleave our own waves...

The descendants of the Huns, wielding sabers and filling their chests with the glory of warriors, came to the end of their lives under the gaze of God and their ancestors in the sky.

War is like this, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, each side has its own beliefs that they stick to, even if they lose their beliefs, they can't be shaken, and the brave don't know what it means to survive and steal their lives.

This suicidal charge launched by Brigadier General Druville was the last attack of the Austrians in the entire Battle of Sadowa, and it was their desperate struggle that allowed the main Austrian force to get out of the battle.

At this time, General Benedek had completely given up hope, and from the moment the vanguard cavalry of the Second Army appeared, he already knew that today's defeat was decided.

"Retreat... The whole army fought and retreated... Let Druville rush forward and delay the vanguard cavalry of the Second Legion...... The other units covered each other's firepower and withdrew one after another......"

"That's it, that's it... It's all over, we 200,000 people have been fighting for more than seven hours without eating the 120,000 people on the opposite side, and now Karl's corps has arrived, and there is no hope for us in Austria..."

"General... Can't it......" The officers around them all cried one by one, they couldn't accept the reality in front of them.

"Enough... Execute the order...... Benedek turned over his horse and stared at the battlefield, his eyes almost bursting into flames, "You don't understand, we have no choice now, we have to leave more seeds for the Empire, we have to leave enough power to protect us..."

"The rest of the matter, leave it to the political family, our duties as soldiers have been fulfilled..."

Benedek could not tell his men a lot of things, but he was already very worried before the war, Prussia was inherently better industrialized than Austria, and Bismarck was a typical nationalist, and the tide he promoted made the anti-war sentiment in Prussia very low.

Coupled with the generation difference in weapons and equipment, it is impossible for the old general not to see the advantages of rear-loading guns, this battle is too hard, Benedek's hard work is almost dry, but he is still powerless.

The Austrians had finally begun to retreat, and it would not have been easy for the 200,000 fighting army to get out of the battlefield, and without the Hungarian cavalry brigade launching a suicidal charge, the soldiers who had already fallen into hand-to-hand combat would not have been able to escape.

One after another Austrian infantry phalanx began to alternately cover fire, rows of rifle volleys were fired not to kill the enemy but only to widen the distance between the enemy and us, and in this way they shot and retreated, and the 200,000 Austrian soldiers slowly retreated to the south before they even had time to collect the corpses of their comrades.

At this time in the north, the two old men on the watchtower were already crazy with excitement, and they were asking the orderlies for wine, and the strict Prussians could drink on the battlefield, which shows how ecstatic they were.

At this moment, a group of cavalry rushed from the southwest side, and the smell of blood and fire on their bodies could be smelled by people for three miles. When the cavalry got closer and closer, everyone realized that the leader was actually a Chinese.

"It's bad, I'm excited to patronize, how can I forget Xiao Letian......" The two glanced at each other, and hurriedly walked down from the watchtower, and when they stood in front of the command department, the cavalry team had begun to slow down.

"Report to the Chief...... The Eastern Task Force successfully joined forces with the Second Army...... The enemy has now been repulsed...... I'm here to report to the sir..."

The Chinese who rushed over was Luo Huo, this kid has now turned into a killing god, and the blood splashed on his military uniform and face has dried up and clumped. And on his shoulder, the penetrating wound of a bullet was open like a baby's small mouth, and the bandaged gauze had long been soaked with blood.

The murderous Luo Huo, as if he was born without pain, jumped off his war horse and strode in front of the commander to stand up and salute, "Report to the commander, the Oriental Special Battalion is fortunate to live up to its fate, not only joined forces with the Second Army, but also successfully blocked the Austrian Thorn Flower Division on the Stone Bridge Heights, and fought for three hours without losing an inch of land..."

"Take a break..."

Old Moltke and Bismarck are now stunned, just from Luo Huo, they can think of how fierce the battle is, this group of Chinese is really ruthless enough, seven hundred against ten thousand can really defend.

"You ...... What are your casualties?" asked Bismarck cautiously, not even daring to speak out loud. As a result, this sentence made Luo Huo sad from his heart, and a wave of resentment rushed straight to the past.

"Sir......" Luo Huo choked up and couldn't speak, "Sir... Brothers of the Seven Hundred Oriental Special Battalion...... Repelled six successive enemy charges in three hours, under intensive bombardment by an integrated artillery regiment......"

"To the end...... In the end, less than 300 people survived...... The rest of the soldiers were all killed...... And all the surviving soldiers were wounded, and I don't know how many will be left in the end...... Woooooo

Luo Huo let out a wolf's howl, and everyone around him wept, and Old Moltke and Bismarck were moved. Especially Old Moltke, his face is extremely red now, and the heart-wrenching words he said to Xiao Letian in the morning are still vivid, which makes him even more ashamed.

"I'm sorry...... I apologize to you..."After saying that, the chief of the general staff of the Kingdom of Prussia, the highest commander of the military circles, actually raised his hand and saluted Luo Huo.

The people around him were all dumbfounded, who else would the old General Moltke give a salute to the king except for the military salute? He was not only of high rank in the Prussian military circles, but also of the largest group in the entire European army.

And today, the highest commander of the Prussian Army actually saluted this Eastern soldier, and this kind of courtesy is really unimaginable. But no one has any objections, and the record of 700 against 10,000 is here, and these Chinese deserve it.

There was a bang, and all the officers around the command saluted Luo Huo at the same time, and at that moment Luo Huo was also a little dumbfounded, "You...... Why are you saluting me... This should be for my Prime Minister..."

Bismarck smiled lightly, "Silly boy, what your adults are about to get is much bigger than this military salute... The true friendship of the whole Prussian nation, do you think this great gift is a big deal?"

Luo Huo's eyes gradually lit up, and he finally understood that the harvest season of the Prime Minister had finally arrived.

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