"What are you talking about? The 5th Hussar Division has not yet contacted the army group headquarters?"

Major Clermont's report softened Admiral Antsige's tone slightly, but it only lasted less than ten seconds, and with the revival of some unpleasant memories, and by the way, he knew his subordinates very well, and suddenly understood the cattiness of it, and what kind of calculation the ticket was smashing, Admiral Antsire's anger broke out again, and even more so that the previous explosion almost made Major Clermont's heart crash on the spot.

"Why didn't you tell me until now?!Am I still the commander of the army?! Mother goddess! Oh my God! Even if I forget, won't you remind me? If you have to give the order and ask, do you think of reporting it? You damn fools dare to play this game with me! That's a whole cavalry division, not the cavalry of other countries' armies, that's our Charlemagne's army, the cavalry division under our 2nd Army! If the higher authorities knew that a cavalry division had disappeared out of thin air, everyone would be unlucky because of it! No one would want to run away! No one at the headquarters would be able to escape! Everyone would have to pay the price for this!"

In the face of the frenzied absuscitation of his immediate superiors, the poor major feared that his personal future was too late, and how could he have the strength and courage to remind the commander of the army group that it was he who personally approved Colonel Lazareth's application for action, and it was also this general who gave the 5th Hussar Division a time limit for action. However, the admiral turned his head and forgot about this stubble completely, leaving it among high-end wines, delicacies, dignitaries and ladies, and courtesans. In light of the previous experience, what officer would be so bold as to risk throwing away his black gauze hat to disturb Admiral Anzire's Yaxing? Besides, isn't the Ardennes Plateau a moat that cannot be broken through? No matter how frantic the sharp-eared ghost animals are, they will not ignore the common sense of military science and go to the Ardennes to touch their noses. I am afraid that as Admiral Anzire said, Colonel Lazarene is either nervous or crazy to go to war, and when the colonel and his men have exhausted their energy, they will naturally return to the barracks to rest.

With such a mentality, everyone naturally continued to do what they had to do, and no one took the report and application of the 5th Hussar Division seriously. Even until the evening of the 10th of the month, the headquarters of the army group still did not receive contact from the 5th Light Cavalry Division, and the staff officers only thought that the cavalry had encountered some accident on the way back, such as an accident or getting lost, so that the return to the camp was delayed, and Colonel Lazarene did not report it to the headquarters in order to save face. So, dancing, playing licenses, drinking, and taking medicine, the night passed in a daze. At 8 o'clock the next morning, when the senior officers yawned and went to work, they found that the night had passed, and the 5th Hussar Division was still completely gone, and the headquarters of the group army immediately blew up.

An elite cavalry division has been cut off from contact for nearly 24 hours, not to mention regular communication and contact, and there is not even a single herald who comes back to report the news, which is not a joke. No matter what happened to the 5th Hussar Division, after the fact, officers at all levels and related personnel will inevitably be examined and punished, and the unlucky guys may become scapegoats for senior officers and go to the court-martial.

With pressure comes motivation. Staff officers and supervisors at all levels changed their previous procrastination and eagerly liaise with the troops stationed in the Ardennes in an attempt to find out the whereabouts of the 5th Light Cavalry Division from the local garrison. However, whether it is the magic used for long-range communication or the waves of heralds, all of them are like mud cows entering the sea, and there is no response. The entire Ardennes region seemed to be surrounded by an invisible wall, and the 2nd Army simply could not understand what was really going on there.

At this time, not only the staff officers, but also the entire group army headquarters were in a hurry. They quickly dispatched the Flying Beasts to conduct aerial reconnaissance in the direction of the Ardennes, in an attempt to find the missing 5th Hussar Division before the matter came to light.

However, instead of finding the "lost cavalry" as the staff officers had imagined, the Flying Beasts saw an air fleet that covered the sky and armored columns that crowded the roads. Before most of them could comprehend the meaning of the scene in front of them, they were torn to shreds by a barrage of barrage.

By 10:15 a.m. on the 11th of July, in order to confirm the whereabouts of the 5th Hussar Division as soon as possible, and also to restore communications in the Ardennes area, the headquarters of the group army had sent three groups of heralds and flying beast knights, but none of them had returned until 13 o'clock in the afternoon. Despite the rugged terrain of the Ardennes region, it takes time to travel back and forth, so many beast riders have not heard from them for several hours in a row, and even the most dull of nerves can detect the abnormality. Moreover, it will be further perceived that this anomaly is by no means a natural phenomenon, but a man-made obscuration of battlefield information.

When it comes to the world today that can do this, it is the ghost beast on the other side of the border.

Could it be that the ghost beast wants to fight back from Ardennes?

The staff officers felt for a moment that their brains were a little insufficient, this inference was too crazy, too unreasonable, too undesirable, but apart from the fact that the enemy army was carrying out a military operation in the Ardennes, the staff officers really couldn't think of any other possibility. After arguing for a full hour, at last everyone agreed to conduct another large-scale aerial reconnaissance of the Ardennes area, and then draw up the next course of action according to the results of the reconnaissance, if there are no enemy troops, it is purely an extraordinary state caused by the concentration of various accidents, then there is no need to disturb the superiors, the 2nd Army itself can digest this matter; if there is indeed enemy activity, anyway, at this time, the hapless Major Clermont has already been sent to the commander of the group army to warn and record, even if it is investigated afterwards, it can be claimed" Due to the severe disruption, the authorities were delayed in order to confirm the situation". Anyway, the bureaucrats have long been very familiar with this routine, and everyone knows what is going on, and no one will seriously pursue it.

Just when the bureaucrats were still a little lucky, waiting for the Flying Beast Force to send back some good news. The knights who control the flying beasts are fighting to the death for themselves and their country.

The Wehrmacht Air Force has been covering the battlefield in all directions, but even so, there are still some fish that have slipped through the holes in the defense line and discovered the huge armor clusters that are advancing. On the morning of the 10th of July, a group of the 3rd Army in northern Sedang on routine patrol spotted a 10-kilometer-long Wehrmacht mechanized column heading north of the Ardennes, but the brave patrolmen were quickly beaten into a sieve by a small group's MDS fire, and only one of them escaped back to the station, issuing the first report of the discovery of the Wehrmacht in the entire Ardennes Breakthrough. After that, some Flying Beast Knights who came out to search for the 5th Hussar Division discovered Army Group B's movements, but they were either hunted down or tried to escape back to the rear. The first time the 2nd Army received a relatively complete report on the Ardennes was a flying beast herald from the 55th Infantry Division, when the headquarters of the 55th Infantry Division had been surrounded, and the entire division was in a critical state of leaderlessness, and the infantry battalion of the herald was besieged by a squadron of attack aircraft, more than 20 armored vehicles, and two companies of panzergrenadiers. In the face of the tremendous power of the air-ground integrated assault, the battalion only lasted more than 20 minutes before collapsing. This herald took advantage of the chaos to fly at an ultra-low altitude through the woods, and only then did he evade the enemy's hunt, and finally delivered valuable information about the heavy attack on the front line to Sedan at 15 p.m. on the 11th of the month.

At the same time, as the surviving beast knights passed through the Ardennes one after another and returned to their own front, the report of the appearance of the defenders in the Ardennes area also flew into the headquarters of the 2nd Army like snowflakes, and the staff officers who were still dreaming of "everything is normal" finally smelled a hint of danger coming. This time, the uniformed bureaucrats and politicians wasted no more time arguing, and very simply threw the blame, the black pot, and the fate of thousands of people on their immediate superior, General Charles Léon Clement Antsie.

The gravity of the situation succeeded in helping Admiral Antsire to quickly get into a state of flux, and one minute ago he was furious because a fool had disrupted his scheduled evening schedule, and now the commander of the army group, who was busy throwing black cauldrons of various calibers to the front and the staff of the headquarters, began to calm down and prepare for further developments in the situation.