Chapter 206: Depressed Frederick

The roar of artillery fire, the spinning of the engine, and the screams of the soldiers from time to time all played a march to hell.

The French command, looking at the increasing casualty reports, the well-informed Marshal Patrice McMahon could not help but tremble.

After gathering his thoughts, McMahon forced himself to calm down. He knew he couldn't panic now, and if he couldn't deal with it calmly, France would be doomed.

As one of the founders of the Second French Empire, MacMahon had an affection for the country even more than his own life.

"You all know what is happening at the front. The immediate task now is to find a way to deal with the enemy's armored forces, and only by solving them will the great France have a future.

From now on, the fate of the empire is in our hands. Behind us is home, and now we have no way back.

If you don't want the flames of war to reach our hometown, and you don't want to see your wife and children scattered, then keep the enemy out of the country!

Time is running out for me, the international situation is getting worse and worse, and time is running out for France. You are all the elite of the French army, and now the responsibility for dealing with the enemy's armored forces falls to you. ”

It's not okay to be old and not accept it, and the cruel reality has taught McMahon a deep lesson. Today, with the rapid development of military technology, traditional tactics and tactics have been swept into the garbage heap and are increasingly unable to keep up with the times.

For example, the Austrian armored unit that had just come out, McMahon used the method of dealing with cavalry to deal with the battle, and the result was naturally miserable.

Against cavalry, you can shoot people and horses; When it comes to armored tanks, ordinary bullets can only tickle them, and they are not a threat at all.

Past experience was unreliable, and McMahon had to brainstorm ways to deal with it.

"Marshal, after these few days of fighting, we have found that the enemy's armored units are not afraid of bullets, and to destroy them must be with artillery.

Ordinary artillery is too low in hit rate because of the elevation angle, so it is best to specialize in the production of a gun that can fire horizontally.

In addition to destruction by force, tunnels and mountains are capable of blocking the advance of the enemy's armored forces. In general, the worse the road, the more it can delay the movement of the enemy's armored forces. ”

To be precise, this should be considered a battlefield experience, not a countermeasure. On the surface, it seems to be good, but in reality it is not feasible at all.

The soldiers on the battlefield are expensive and fast, and if they don't wait for the country to get out the flat-firing artillery, the war is probably over.

The mountains are the work of nature, and it is impossible for the French army to withdraw the main force to the mountains unless it is changed by human will.

Digging tunnels and damaging roads seems to be the most effective countermeasures, but in fact, the biggest problem is that they can't be dug up.

The French expelled most of the people in Belgium and the Rhineland, and the rest were either traitors or traitors, and the Allies could have let go of their hands and feet, and the roads were destroyed, so it was better to pass through the farmland.

Other areas are uncertain, anyway, on the coastal plain of Flanders, armored forces can be directly passed. No matter how hard the French army tried, it was impossible to dig hundreds of kilometers of trenches in a short period of time.

Even if it is dug up, it is useless. Along with the armored troops, there are also infantry, and it is entirely possible to send people to fill them.

Of course, it is still possible to procrastinate. It's just that this is not what the French army wants, and there is no way to win the war just by delaying time.

In particular, under the premise that Russia, Spain, and Sweden could send troops to the war at any time, the French did not dare to delay time.

"Is there any other way? These measures alone will not be enough to turn things around. ”

McMahon asked with a frown. Now all he sees is victory, and as long as he can win this battle, everything else is easy to say.

The middle-aged officer added: "The enemy's armored forces are divided into two categories, one is the special pimple with slow speed and high defense; The other type is fast, but thin-skinned, like putting a layer of armor on the outside of a car.

The former must be destroyed with artillery with a caliber of 120mm or more; The latter requires only 60mm light artillery and is capable of destroying. ”

The speed of the tank is slow, the movement of heavy artillery is equally slow, and no one is much stronger than the other, and the hit rate cannot be counted on naturally.

Armored vehicles seem to be easy to destroy, but they move fast on their own, and it is very difficult to aim. It's hard to aim, and the hit rate is certainly impressive.

……

A series of opinions were all similar, and no satisfactory answer was obtained, and the elderly McMahon waved his hand and said, "Try according to your own methods first, and see the effect." ”

If it weren't for the political pressure, McMahon would have wanted to withdraw his troops to the country in one go and fight a battle to defend his homeland.

However, this can only be thought of. If he really did this, the spitting stars of the countrymen would be able to kill him.

The French people will not allow the government to fail, especially in such a big war that is related to the fortunes of the country.

……

The Central European battlefield is still struggling to support, and the Southern European battlefield is completely defeated. Influenced by the favorable international situation, the Italian national independence movement has entered a new climax.

Not only did Vittorio Emanuele III come out every day to call on the Italian people to rebel against the tyranny of France, but the royal families of several other states also came out every now and then to brush up their presence.

The Italian aristocracy and capitalists also sent representatives to contact the anti-French alliance to discuss the future of Italy.

It can be seen that everyone's political sensitivity is still very high, and they know that it is time to stand in line at this time, so they decisively lean over.

In line with the principle that the more allies the merrier, Austria naturally would not refuse the surrender of these landlords.

With the addition of a group of leading parties, the good days of the French in Italy are gone. Not only did they have to fight the Austrian army on the front lines, but they also had to deal with the endless uprisings in the rear.

If it weren't for the geographical constraints that restricted the full play of the armored forces, perhaps the anti-French alliance would have been parading in Turin.

In fact, the Austrian army was not far from the Turin military parade, and there were only a dozen kilometers left, and the French army was stubbornly resisting.

Outside the city of Turin, it was already full of artillery fire, and looking at the billowing wolf smoke rising in the distance, Crown Prince Frederick sighed.

Austria inherited the tradition of the German region, and the martial style was strong, and every soldier had a battlefield plot. Frederick, who grew up in this environment, was no exception.

It took a lot of effort to persuade my father and get a chance to go to the front. It is a pity that no commander has the audacity to put the crown prince on the front-line battlefield.

Not to mention the horse leather shroud, even if it is bumped and bumped on the battlefield, it is a political disaster.

In this context, Frederick became an honorable logistics officer, whether he wanted it or not, specializing in the maintenance of roads from Milan to the Turin area.

No matter how bloody the front line was, Frederick could only watch from afar, and the battlefield was his forbidden place for twenty miles.

For this reason, Frederick did not complain to his superiors, but there was no way, the military made it their duty to obey orders, even as the crown prince.

Then, Frederick became the most special presence on the battlefield of the Southern Front, and he was the number one seed in the gilded world, and his main job was to organize the people to repair the roads and transport supplies.

"Your Highness, a new batch of supplies is here, and you need to sign for it."

After speaking, the young officer took out a document and handed it over.

Frederick, who came back to his senses, took the document and glanced at it roughly, and said slowly: "Wait a minute, I'll go check it before signing." ”

According to the regulations of the Austrian army, the officer in charge of the transfer of materials was to be inspected, and once signed, he was responsible for it.

Of course, the inspection is also carried out by a special person, and it is impossible for the person in charge to do it himself, so many materials are simply not one who can be busy.

It is impossible to inspect all the materials, and it is still possible to spot check them from time to time. But if there is a problem with the material, it must be fully held accountable.

The security of strategic materials is of paramount importance and has a direct bearing on the outcome of a war. Frederick's work may seem inconspicuous, but in fact it is a typical lowly position.

Such personnel appointments were clearly deliberate on the part of the commanders. Others could be bought, but Frederick, as the crown prince, couldn't.

Not only can't you buy it, but you have to deal with it carefully. If something goes wrong, no matter how awesome the relationship is, it's useless to get here.

Since Frederick's accession to the throne, cows, snakes, ghosts and gods have retreated, and the graves that do not grow long eyes have grown grass. Not only was he unlucky, but also the backstage behind him was also finished.

It was the war years, and the Vienna government had zero tolerance for those who stretched out their hands. Those who are shoddy - kill, those who drift and embezzle - kill, and those who resell materials - kill......

There is no such thing as the severity of the plot, and if you commit a crime, you will lose your head. To these direct charges is added a crime of treason. Whether there was collusion with the French or not, these acts were tacitly taken anyway.

After such a powerful blow, those who dare to make a fool of the logistics are real outlaws, and the lord of the great family is definitely not willing to take risks with his head.

There are fewer problems, and Frederick rarely checks it himself, but isn't it boring to be idle now, so he naturally has to find something to do.