Napoleon in 1812 chapter 151
Napoleon in 1812 chapter 151
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The battle that heralds a new era - 7
If I had to describe the battle that followed, in one word, 'dreadful' or 'dreadful' would be the most appropriate. British, Prussian, and Russian troops rushing fiercely without looking back and ignoring their lives. And the French army is blocking them with their whole body.
The soldiers on both sides who were hit by bullets were oxidized on the battlefield with screams and moans, and the shouts and shouts of the officers were buried in the sound of shelling that followed.
Along with the rainwater that started to fall, the shout of the charge turns into a scream of blood and sweat. In the mud, the infantry of both armies raised their bayonets, revealing the madness of war with no regrets.
It was the place where the most barbaric and noble ceremonies were held in present-day Europe, where modern battles in which firearms and firearms spew fire and medieval battles in which cold weapons and hand-to-hand combat coexist coexist.
"It is a tragedy where forces and forces that cannot yield to each other met. It is unfortunate."
"Whoa... I hope this war will be recorded as the last slaughter in Europe..."
If you were a war correspondent, you could say that you were a member of the intellectual class of a society that was recognized for its academic background and career.
The war correspondents, who had been covering the realities of the war in a neutral area, showed a bitter look while recording all these things outside the fire. The process of revealing the horrors of war was a series of sad and painful events.
However, among the war correspondents, there were not a few people who paid attention to the academic and aesthetic viewpoints of war rather than the love of humanity or the spirit of anti-war.
Lorenzo, a journalist from Venice, was one of them. Lorenzo was a man so interested in war itself that he published several books on the history of war in Europe.
A battlefield where fierce hand-to-hand combat and gunfights are held between trenches, artillery, and main positions. Hidden in it, the command, tactics, and aesthetics of control of the masters who shake this era.
The battle of geniuses over the plate of Orimera made the blood of war fanatics (?) war correspondents like Lorenzo boil just by looking at them. made me shudder
"It is only today that I am truly convinced."
Lorenzo continued as he caught the gaze of fellow reporters.
"In the past, in the present and in the future. The fact that only Napoleon Bonaparte deserves the title of the best military strategist."
Finzan mixed with mischief flew in from all around, asking if he had just realized that, but Lorenzo's gaze was still nailed to the scene of that savage slaughter.
The fighting method of the allies, which was smashed from three sides, was honest, persistent, and cunning at the same time. Using the superiority of their power, they continued to consume each other continuously, and if they found even the slightest weakness in the process, they attempted to break through with a strike force.
The omnidirectional bombardment using the overwhelming amount of firepower projected gave the defender a sense of pressure that made him shiver. The first-class commanders of the three countries constituting the Allied Forces were talents with experience enough to skillfully carry out organic cooperation between various classes and types of troops.
Also, they were not bound by nationality or national interest. If it was a situation where the soldiers had to take the damage, they did not pull their buttocks out and pushed forward.
Those with a strong sense of pride came together to bring down Napoleon without arguing about political battles, struggles for leadership, or differences in interests.
It was truly a majestic sight. Even if you put some great commander who shook Europe in the past, you will not be able to stand up against them. But the allies' misfortune was that the "only exception" was right there.
Boo woo woo woo-!!
As soon as they heard the majestic sound of the trumpet used exclusively for military bands, the formation of the French army changed rapidly. The units in the front line retreated slightly to meet the Russians charging with the grenadiers at the fore, and the units on both flanks attacked in a firing line.
Naturally, the state of embracing the Russian grenadiers from the front and both sides was completed. It is a novel tactic that extracts the highest efficiency with minimal movement.
The fierce fire and bayonet charge that followed was enough to smashed the nose bones of the Russians who were rushing in with great momentum and to retreat. Even against the British army, Napoleon's genius commanding skills shone.
For the British riflemen, who fired aiming shots using cover such as bushes and stumps, they infiltrated the fast-moving special forces armed with shortswords and bayonets and simply destroyed them.
After that, the British artillery was disturbed by the cross-injection and threat of light cavalry and dragoons, while at the same time delaying the advance of the British line infantry through trench warfare and dispersing firepower.
On the flank of the British army, where the advance was based, the light artillery and shasseurs spewed out firepower without fail, playing an active part in the spearhead of the counterattack.
The situation on the battlefield changed every moment, and the necessary soldiers and units always existed in the fighting area. In addition, the most suitable commanders and officers for the job lead them, leading to a tremendous synergy.
Argos, the giant in the myth with a hundred eyes, is like this. Napoleon kept the entire battlefield under his control, and never made a mistake in the placement or selection of troops.
In addition to this, the excellent discipline and advanced doctrine of the French army, as well as the consciousness of the French soldiers who did not break even during the defensive battle, are added. In several engagements of the tactical unit, France never lost its exchange-cost advantage.
'In Iberia, the Marquis of Wellington drove the French Expeditionary Force to hell, demonstrating the extremes of defensive tactics using terrain and features. Without him, the Iberian Peninsula would have fallen into Napoleon's hands earlier.'
Lorenzo, who has been active as a war correspondent for decades, has witnessed several battles while running in the Iberian Peninsula War.
At that time, Lorenzo was impressed by Arthur Wellesley's solid and stable strategy and defensive tactics, and he thought that no general would follow him, at least in defense. However, at this meeting today, Lorenzo had to admit that his experience was short-lived.
bang! bang! Whoops! Quang-!
Although many countries have attempted to reduce the weight of artillery, only France, with its skilled artillerymen and the know-how of making light guns, is the only successful innovation. Napoleon was making more than perfect use of this lightweight artillery.
Grape shells pouring out as if waiting for the Prussians who had passed through the double trenches and approached right in front of the positions in front. A look of embarrassment appeared on the faces of the Prussian officers. Obviously there were no guns here.
But there is no reason for the French cannons to wait for those in panic. The Prussian army fled in a disorderly manner, leaving behind a trace that will be remembered in their war history.
'This perfect response tactic is impossible without predicting the enemy's mind based on the enemy's trends and formation and clearly setting the priority of the response by understanding the terrain and strength of the troops.'
Lorenzo seriously wondered if Napoleon had the ability to read people's minds or had eyes to see the future. If not, how can we explain the sophisticated and imperfect response that the French military is showing now?
If Arthur Wellesley's defensive tactics could be expressed in one word, it could be said to be 'first-class among first-class'. However, Napoleon Bonaparte's defensive tactics were 'mysterious'. It was something that could be said to transcend the limits of human beings, and indeed to transcend the realm of God.
'After this battle is over, he will propose another immortal myth.'
Lorenzo recorded all of this process and content with vivid sentiments, refining his shivering thrill and admiration. To pass on the daily news of the greatest strategist in history to all of Europe and to future generations.
The god of war does exist. He is French, and he will destroy everything that stands in the way of him and his country.
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The battle that made Orime Wetland stained with blood came to an end only in the evening when it was dark and it was impossible to distinguish between the two.
Although the Allied Forces could not break through the line drawn by the Allied Forces in the end, the Allied Forces also did not have the strength to pursue such an Allied Forces.
The tattered sides retreated about 1.5 km from the fighting area by an tacit agreement, and soon went into encampment.
"We need to make the soldiers aware that the war situation is more hopeful than we thought."
In the horrific landscape of battlefields where the corpses of Russian soldiers form a mountain, Alexander I did not dampen his confidence.
"To subdue those demonic servants in such a short time was not what I expected from the beginning. We are honest and diligent in holding the breath of our enemies, and in the end we will be glorified as victors."
Alexander I delivered a letter of encouragement to the commanders of the battlefield. It could be seen as a waste of administrative power, but it was also a necessary act to strengthen solidarity and seek cooperation before the next battle.
Alexander I emphasized in his letter over and over that he could win this battle, but this was not a mere bluff. In fact, the commander-level figures of each corps, such as Wellesley, Blucher, and Bennihessen, also did not view the chances of victory as low.
Ignoring even the officers' orders to rest and rest, Blucher spent the night awake in front of the map of the battlefield.
So far, Napoleon has paid more attention to the preservation of power through the superiority of the exchange rate, rather than keeping the strategic goal of 'maintaining the line of defense'. This resulted in the French choosing to give more occupied territory to the allies at the cost of less manpower damage.
In fact, the Allied Forces succeeded in pushing the Allied Forces south of the wetlands while occupying several defensive bases of Army Group Left and Army Group Center. Of course, it was a "bloody achievement" that resulted in nearly three times more casualties than the Allied Forces, but it did achieve its goal anyway.
To the south of Orime Wetland is a river called Teromiro. What if the Allies could send a detachment to seize the bridge over the river and push the Allies there? The French could have been locked up by the river and used crossfires. It is truly the best situation the allies are drawing.
Of course, there is no way that Napoleon could not have thought about this, so a countermeasure should be prepared.
"Since around 10 am today, news from the city of Olsztyn (a city 97 km south of Orime Forest) has been cut off. The Polish garrison seems to be passing through and advancing north."
Reportedly at dawn, allied Austrian-Polish-French troops stationed in Poland would arrive here in 36 hours or 48 hours at the latest. Within that time, the allies had to fight.
"... Your Excellency. I recommend that you reconsider even now. No matter how you look at it, the operation is too risky for you to go directly. It is better to leave it to another general...
"If you are a Prussian soldier, you should follow suitability of mission rather than danger. Choose someone you think is more suitable than me to carry out this operation. If it makes sense, yield!"
Blucher rejected the opposition of his lieutenants. How to burn the most splendidly before the fire goes out. As nourishment for Napoleon's ruin, Blucher was willing to sacrifice himself.
At dawn, the Allied offensive began again with the charge of the Russian grenadiers. New blood was once again splattered on the battlefield where blood was fought to form a river.
The gunfire and gunfire from both armies concealed the movements of the Prussian detachment led by Blücher. Blücher's detachment escaped the bloody battlefield and headed southeast to temporarily escape the marshes.
After turning their noses in a clockwise direction, their target was the bridges lying on the banks of the Teromiro River.
"Sweep it away!"
The Allied Forces guarding the river Teromiro were from the Netherlands and Rhineland, the same army that had already been smashed by the British once.
There was no way the Prussian army would be defeated by those who were not French. Blucher and his detachment succeeded in occupying the bridge with a very simple defeat of the Dutch and Rhineland forces.
I doubted that Napoleon could give up the rear so easily. just as expected. Immediately their counterattack began.
"How come I wanted to remove the tail so easily, but I brought a guardian!"
Claude Victor Farrin.
The Marshal of the French Army, who should have been fighting the Russian Army in Group Left Army, appeared along with the troops under his command and the defeated Dutch and Rhineland troops.
Blucher intuitively felt that something was wrong, but the pieces on the chessboard had already been laid. He encouraged the soldiers to fight on the bridge.
"To Hell the colonists who were obsessed with frogs!"
"Provide eternal rest to the exiles who have lost their homeland!"
The battle was fierce. The Dutch and Rhineland troops were treated as weak and neglected, but with the French army standing next to them, they fought like skilled soldiers and made the Prussian army perplexed.
As the skirmish continued, Blucher, who lacked time, felt impatience, but did not express it.
In this case, what is needed is a mechanism to break the plate. The sensation of the battlefield, which reached its peak at the end of his life, breathed new inspiration into his mind.
"Spread the ranks left and right and alternate between the front and back rows!"
"Sir! The units in the front lines still have room to fight! Also, if you change formations during a battle...!"
"Don't vomit, do as I command!"
As always, Blucher stifled the opposition of his lieutenants. At his command, the officers under his command moved their units. Due to the change in the ranks, the formation of the troops was momentarily disturbed and gaps were created.
"The Prussians are shaking! Don't miss your chance!"
The clever French were not immediately deceived, but the Prussians, or more precisely, the Dutch and Rhineland troops who had never experienced Blucher, were deceived.
Of course, they weren't fools either, so I first checked to see if they had hidden artillery or rifle regiments under the Inui wall.
As soon as it was confirmed that it could not be hidden, despite the reluctance of French officers, they launched a bayonet charge to deliver the final blow. However, the hand Blücher hid was not a rifle regiment or artillery.
"Great Prussian grenadiers! Give your life for your country!"
Those who appeared while singing "Song of the Grenadiers" were the Life Grenadier Regiment of the Senior Guard in their uniforms.
The most elite unit of the Prussian army, which is rated as capable of competing with the French Empire's Senior Guard in battles between fellow initiates.
These fearsome warriors made a reverse bayonet charge against the oncoming Dutch and Rhineland forces, completely crushing the line and defeating them.
"Now! Reversal of lines!"
When the Dutch and Rhineland troops were defeated and the French were faltering, Blücher gathered up the split troops and laid siege to them in reverse.
Then, he immediately dispatched a reserve force from the rear to hit the enemy's side while turning to the right. In an instant, the Allied forces, including the French, were heavily attacked from three sides.
Afterwards, the re-introduced Life Grenadier Regiment hit the final blow, and even the French army of Farrin could not hold out and collapsed.
Among the soldiers rejoicing at the victory of the battle, Blucher felt something dreary. Why is Farin's army here on the banks of the Teromiro River? Where does Michelle Nee's corps, which retreated to the rear, go? Doubts continued from tail to tail, but Blucher succeeded in completing the mission.
As long as you occupy the bridges of the river with Teromi, you can steadily play the role of the anvil. Then the remaining legions of the Allies could defeat Napoleon with the hammer. However, the battlefield is always a place where unpredictable variables and anomalies are born to rule the poor creatures.
The goddess of victory never did not smile at Napoleon, and neither was this time. A new army appeared in an orderly fashion in the western sky, a picturesque sunset.
"The Polish Army! They are the Polish Army!"
The screams of a Prussian officer who saw their uniforms spoke of the tragic reality of Blücher.
The memoirs of Joseph I were seen. Marshal of the French Empire and King of Poland, he himself had led the elite army. chest pain intensified. His hands and feet trembled, and the tremors spread to his face.
"Go, sir! Order to retreat quickly...!"
"The escape route is already blocked."
Suddenly, the French army was approaching from the other side. Michelle yes. Ne and his troops, whom Blucher was so looking for, appeared behind the Prussians. In an instant, the Prussians were isolated.
The Prussian army, who had tried to bring down Napoleon with Operation Hammer and Anvil, was now caught between the hammer and the anvil, and tragedy was in sight. one-on-one static. The officers were at a loss for words with a bewildered expression on their faces. And what came to me was a feeling of fear and fear.
'That's it.'
Blucher smiled bitterly. Almighty God was fiercely on Napoleon's side until the very end.