The French army, who was proud and satisfied, fought very smoothly. Although the Prussian army resisted very tenaciously, it could not withstand the difference in strength. The 1-to-4 comparison of the number of people caused serious casualties in Prussia.

After a few hours of battle, the casualties of the Pu army had reached nearly 2,000. No one could give an answer to how long the heavy equipment division with ten thousand people could last. Especially after the French army's secret weapons were taken out, the number of casualties rose sharply.

Froshad and Alfred had even felt that these unresisting Prussian troops would open the city gates and flee to the north, while the French troops would not pursue them too much, but firmly guard Saarbrücken and defend the bridgehead for attacking Prussia.

Commander Froshad even fantasized about the wonderful scene of surrendering to France after hearing the news of Saarbrücken's loss in the four southern German states.

Forty thousand people attacked a city with only ten thousand people guarding. If he lost, he would not have to kill him without the help of the emperor. He would just jump into the river and commit suicide.

But I never expected that when the engineers blasted and when the city gate opened, the scene inside stunned all the French troops.

Inside the city gate are layer after layer of low sandbag walls, five or six meters apart, covering the whole city layer by layer. Behind each sandbag wall are the soldiers with bayonets loaded with glaring eyes, and the helmets of the double-headed eagle are spreading to the distance layer by layer.

There was no fear, only anger, the officer stood in front of the team and shouted loudly, "Charge! Bayonets forward! Strangled together!"

"Kill!" Thousands of Pu army soldiers burst out with earth-shaking roars. They shouted and rushed over the sandbag wall and rushed towards the French army. In just a few seconds, the snow- bright bayonet stabbed into the French army at the gate of the city.

Ah... screams came one after another, and the special sound of bayonet rubbing against muscles and bones made people tremble all over!

"Fight closely! Let these French troops be our shields... Only in this way can we avoid the enemy's heavy firepower!"

"Prussian soldiers! Death is not scary, only failure is the most terrible! Never retreat! Never retreat!"

The artillery was lost, the city walls were covered, and the firepower support of heavy machine guns was not supported by heavy machine guns. At this moment, these Pu troops could only use their own lives to push up, and only the most chaotic hand-to-hand combat could make the enemy's heavy firepower silent.

Anyway, I am strangled with your soldiers. If you want to fire the gun, you can fire it. If you want to shoot a heavy machine gun, you can shoot it. Anyway, you can die together!

The Shura Hell is just like this. The corpses at the city gate pounced on one layer after another. These French soldiers are veterans who have been fighting for many years. They all have their heads on their belts. Are they still afraid of hand-to-hand combat?

"The whole army attacked! rushed into the city! Take out our pride in Crimea, and show our majesty to break through Beijing!"

"Let these Prussians taste our power! Kill these pagans!"

The last sentence can be regarded as a complete igniting of the war. If the battle in the past few hours was just a military obedience to the orders, or a little higher, it was a battle between two nations.

Then the last pagan curse completely changed the war!

The conflict between European Catholicism and Protestantism has been around for a long time, and the two sides even had a bloody battle that lasted for a hundred years. Although the conflict has gradually subsided, the unjust souls under the calm water have not subsided.

Let’s see how Protestant British people harmed Catholic Irish people! Basically, that’s the genocide policy of reducing silence.

The outbreak was that these Protestants were thinking about how to starve these pagans to death. What they thought was that the smaller your population, the better!

The Catholics' trauma of Protestants is common in history, and this is even more so in France. In the 16th century, large-scale massacres against Protestants broke out in France.

Especially the Huguenots, a branch of Protestant France, was once brutally massacred in Paris, known in history as the St. Bartholomew’s Massacre!

In the mid-16th century, Paris Catholic thugs began to attack the Huguenots, and tens of thousands of thugs, together with soldiers and police, began to carry out organized massacres.

They first secretly drew a white cross at the door of the Huguenots' house, and then acted together late at night, rushed into the house to massacre, rape, rob... and do everything evil!

It is said that more than 2,000 Protestants died overnight. Then the massacre tide spread to other French cities, causing tragic deaths of 100,000 Protestants and 250,000 Protestants to leave their hometowns and flee to foreign countries.

In this massacre, even the generals at that time were unable to survive the tragic death on the spot, which shows how bloody the sect conflicts were.

There are also historical records that at that time, the bodies of the victims were piled up with rivers and no one cleaned them for several months, which eventually led to the fact that the French did not dare to eat freshwater fish for several years.

Judging from this historical record, it turns out that the ancient French actually ate freshwater fish, and they did not only eat seawater fish like now. This may have some connection with this massacre.

The conflict between Protestantism and Catholicism has been discussed for three years. Although the hatred between the two sides has disappeared a little after a hundred years, it is still dead.

Today, these red-eyed French soldiers dared to shout out the words "pagan", which immediately changed the nature of the war.

"O God! These Catholics raised their butcher knives to us again! Napoleon III attacked us with the goal of restoring the Catholic rule!"

"Martin Luther is on! The Prussian warriors! This is a battle of apologies! We never want to buy indulgences again!"

"Fight to the death! Fight to the death!"

Crazy, completely crazy, the city gate had turned into a killing among beasts, and the bayonet was broken by the soldiers pounced on them and bit them with their fingernails and teeth.

The short engineer shovel flew up and down the crowd, and his blood-squirting scalp and hair were cut off.

Everyone seemed to have lost their sense of pain, only knowing to attack, the city gate was already overcrowded, and some people even died on the spot but could not fall down, but were just crowded in the crowd and moved back and forth.

"Crazy! Are these Prussians crazy?" Froshad said in horror.

He saw with his own eyes that the French army, which was obviously more crowded outside the city wall, was pushed out by the Pu army, which was less crowded inside the city wall!

Alfred was also stupid and swallowed and stuttered, "What are they... what are they shouting... Listen to what are these Prussians shouting? Martin Luther... They are shouting St. Martin Luther's name!"

"What are they doing? Are the Prussians going crazy? Are they going to fight a religious war at this time?"

Boom boom boom... At this moment, bursts of explosions suddenly came from the city. It turned out that the soldiers of the Pu army launched a desperate charge. They even rushed towards the brave and warlike foreign legions with their ignition.

In the rolling smoke, the death of the dead soldier regained control of the city wall!
Chapter completed!