Chapter 946: Depressed Frederick

The roar of artillery fire, the spinning of the engine, and the screams of soldiers from time to time, played a march together.
The French army command, watching the increasing casualties reports, the well-informed Marshal Patrice McMahon couldn't help shaking.
After sorting out 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 finished.
As one of the founders of the Second French Empire, McMahon's feelings for this country surpassed his life.
"You all know what happened on the front line. The top priority now is to find a way to deal with the enemy's armored forces. Only by solving them can the great France have a future.
From now on, the destiny of the empire is in our hands. Behind us is home, and now we have nowhere to go.
If you don't want the war to burn to our hometown, and don't want to see wives and children drifting away, then keep the enemy out of the country!
Time does not wait for me, the international situation is getting worse and worse, leaving France running out of time. You are all elites in the French army, and now the responsibility for dealing with enemy armored forces falls on you. "
The cruel reality teaches McMahon deeply. With the rapid development of military technology today, traditional tactics and tactics have been swept into the garbage dump, and they are becoming less and less able to keep up with the times.
For example, in this newly emerged Austrian armored unit, McMahon used the method of dealing with the cavalry, and the result was naturally disastrous.
To deal with cavalry, you can shoot people or horses; when encountering armored tanks, ordinary bullets can only tickle them, and there is no threat at all.
Past experience is not reliable, McMahon had to brainstorm and find countermeasures.
"Marshal, after fighting over the past few days, we found that the enemy's armored forces are not afraid of bullets. To destroy them, they must use artillery.
Ordinary artillery has a low hit rate due to the elevation angle, and it is best to produce a gun that can fire flat.
In addition to destruction by force, tunnels and mountains can block the advance of enemy armored forces. Generally speaking, the worse the road, the more the enemy's armored forces can be delayed. "
To be precise, this should be regarded as battlefield experience, not a countermeasure. On the surface, they all seem good, but in fact they are not feasible at all.
Soldiers are extremely fast on the battlefield, and the war is mostly over without waiting for the domestic flat-fire artillery to come out.
The mountains are the magical work of nature, and unless they are changed by human will, it is impossible for the French army to withdraw the main force to the mountains.
Digging tunnels and damaging roads seem to be the most effective countermeasures. In fact, the biggest problem is that they cannot be dug.
The French army expelled most of the people in Belgium and the Rhineland area, and the rest were either rivals or villains. The Allies could let go of their hands and feet. If the road was damaged, it would be better to go through the farmland.
Other areas are uncertain, anyway, in the Flemish plains along the coast, armored forces can pass directly. No matter how hard the French army works, it is impossible to dig a trench of hundreds of kilometers in a short time.
Even if it is dug out, it is useless. With the armored forces, there are also infantry, who can be sent to fill them.
Of course, delaying time can still be done. It's just that this is not what the French army wants. Just delaying time will not win the war.
Especially under the premise that Russia, Spain, and Switzerland are likely to send troops to war at any time, the French dare not delay time.
"Is there any other way? These measures alone are not enough to turn things around."
McMahon asked frowning. Now he only has victory in his eyes. As long as he can win this battle, everything else is easy to say.
The middle-aged officer added: "The enemy's armored units are divided into two categories, one is slow and high-defense special pimple; the other is fast, but thin, like a layer of armor on the outside of a car. .
The former can only be destroyed by an artillery with a caliber of 120mm or more; the latter can be destroyed by only a 60mm light gun. "
The speed of the tank is slow, and the movement speed of the heavy artillery is also slow. No one is much better than anyone. The hit rate is naturally not expected.
Armored vehicles seem to be easy to destroy, but they move fast and are very difficult to aim. Aiming is difficult, and the hit rate is of course touching.
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A series of opinions are similar, but no satisfactory answer was obtained. The elderly McMahon waved his hand and said: "Try your own method first and see the effect."
If it were not for political pressure, McMahon really wanted to withdraw his troops back to the country in one go and fight a homeland defense battle.
However, this can only be thought of. If you really do this, the Chinese people's spit stars can kill him.
The French people do not allow the government to fail, especially this kind of war that concerns the national movement, let alone lose.
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The battlefield in Central Europe is still struggling, and the battlefield in Southern Europe is completely defeated. Affected 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 resist the tyranny of France, but the royal houses of several other states also came out every other time to brush up their presence.
The nobles and capitalists in Italy also sent representatives to contact with the anti-French alliance to discuss the future of Italy.
It can be seen that everyone's political sensitivity is still very high. Knowing that it's time to stand in line, I leaned forward decisively.
Based on the principle that the more allies are the better, Austria will naturally not refuse the surrender of these local snakes.
With the addition of a group of leading parties, the good days of the French in Italy are gone forever. Not only to fight the Austrian army on the front line, but also to deal with the endless uprisings in the rear.
If it weren't for geographical constraints that restricted the full use of the armored forces, perhaps the Anti-French Alliance had already parade in Turin.
In fact, the Austrian army is not far from the Turin parade, leaving only the last ten kilometers, and the French army is stubbornly resisting.
Outside the city of Turin, there was already a lot of artillery fire. Looking at the billowing smoke rising in the distance, Prince Frederick sighed.
Austria has inherited the traditions of the German region and has a strong martial arts style. Every soldier has a battlefield plot. Frederick, who grew up in this environment, is no exception.
It took a lot of effort to convince his father to get a chance to go to the front line. It is a pity that no commander has the courage to put the crown prince on the battlefield.
Not to mention the Shroud of Horse Leather, even if it is knocked or touched on the battlefield, it is a political disaster.
In this context, whether Frederick was willing or not, he became a glorious logistics officer, responsible for road maintenance from Milan to Turin.
No matter how passionate the frontline kills, Frederick can only watch from a distance, and the battlefield is his forbidden area within twenty miles.
For this reason, Frederick did not fail to protest to his superiors, but there was no way. The soldiers took obedience to orders as their bounden duty, even as the crown prince.
Then, Frederick became the most special presence on the southern battlefield, and he could be called the number one seed player in the gilded world. His main job was to organize civilians to repair roads and transport materials.
"His Royal 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 recovered his senses, glanced roughly after receiving the document, and slowly said: "Wait a moment, I will check it and sign it."
According to the regulations of the Austrian army, the officer in charge must conduct inspections during the material transfer process and be responsible for this once the signature is signed.
Of course, the inspection is also carried out by a dedicated person, and it is impossible for all the persons in charge to do it by themselves. So many materials are simply not one that can be busy.
It is impossible to inspect all the materials, and random inspections are still possible. Whenever there is a problem with materials, it must be fully held accountable.
The security of strategic materials is of paramount importance and is directly related to the outcome of the war. Frederick's work may seem inconspicuous, but in fact it is a typical humble position.
Such personnel appointments are obviously intentional by the commanders. Others can be bought, but Frederick, the crown prince, cannot.
Not only can it not be bought, but it must be handled carefully. If something goes wrong, no matter how awesome the relationship is, it will be useless here.
Since Frederick came to power, bulls, snakes, ghosts and gods have retreated one after another, and the graves without eyes have grown grass. Not only was it unlucky for me, but also the backstage behind me was finished.
This is the age of war, and the Vienna government has zero tolerance for people who throw out their hands. Those who are shoddy-kill, those who bleach the corruption-kill, those who resell supplies-kill...
There is no seriousness of the plot, you will lose your head if you commit it. In addition to these direct charges, a crime of treason must be added. Regardless of whether there is collusion with the French, these behaviors have been acquiesced anyway.
After such a powerful blow, those who dare to engage in ghosts in logistics are real desperadoes, and the masters of great family and deeds are absolutely unwilling to take risks with their heads.
There are fewer problems, and Frederick has rarely checked himself personally, but isn't he boring now, he naturally needs to find something to do.
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