On September 1, 1870, at four o'clock in the morning, the fortress was brightly lit, corridors, city walls, military camps, stables... all areas were lit torches and bonfires, countless soldiers were sleeping soundly wrapped in blankets, and countless people were unable to sleep at night and were carrying out various combat preparations.

Sedang City is not a real city. It is just a strategic military fortress on the border. More than 10,000 French troops are stationed on weekdays, but by wartime this complex fortress can completely accommodate more than 60,000 regular troops.

There are more than 2,000 residents in the small town, but they have already fled at this moment. The homes of all residents in the city have been requisitioned by the officers, and the entire city has completely become a large military camp.

At this moment, the Emperor of the French handed over the command of the entire army to Marshal McMahon. The old coach, who was under tremendous pressure, couldn't sleep at all. He started patrolling the scene from 1:00 a.m. to prepare for the upcoming bloody battle.

"There are fifteen more cannons to be added to the east castle in the city, but the firepower is still not enough... How many cannons do we have in total now?"

"Report to the Marshal, 650... But we don't have enough shells. According to the medium-intensity combat consumption data, we can only hold on for about four days..."

"Four days! It's also good news. It's better than nothing... Believe me, maybe this damn war will end in four days!"

"You mean..." The officers around him immediately surrounded him.

McMahon stood on the city wall, looking at the Prussian camp in all directions, with the enemy's bonfires densely like the Milky Way on a Milky Way on a Midsummer Night.

"I know you have been tired a long time ago, you have been tired a long time ago! Actually, I am not like this... Now the number of enemies is three or four times that of ours, and we will definitely not win this battle!"

"But if we can't win, we have to fight, and we have to fight extremely fiercely! We must let the Prussians know how powerful we are!"

"It's not only about glory, but also about our future well-being!"

"Tell you the truth. Now someone has suggested that Your Majesty surrender! But I think surrender is not advisable. What we should do is to promote peace through war!"

"Turn peace with war?" Everyone exclaimed with enlightenment!

"Yes, fight to promote peace! Surrender is absolutely undesirable, because as long as we surrender, our empire will collapse immediately, and those ambitious people in Paris will immediately announce the establishment of a republic!"

"Gentlemen, don't forget your identities. Your noble identities are only recognized by the Empire. Once they become a republic, we may lose not only our current rights, but also more likely to be sent to court!"

"I definitely don't believe those lunatics... By the way, do you know what Prime Minister Olivi is doing now?"

Everyone shook their heads, and McMahon sighed and said, "He is a smart man. Since he was taken down as a scapegoat, he went to Italy to join relatives and friends without any hesitation..."

"He has long seen through the faces of those ambitious people in Paris. Once the Great Revolution breaks out, they will definitely kill all the nobles and capitalists!"

"Do you want such a result? Or do you want to escape from our motherland, France, and become refugees in other countries?"

All the generals present were moved by the words, "Oh God! Is the situation so decayed? Is it going to revolution again? God, what's wrong with our motherland?"

"So, if we want to protect our own interests, we must protect the empire! Our greatest concession is constitutional monarchy. If His Majesty abdicates, we can support the crown prince ascend the throne and become a constitutional monarchy like Britain!"

"This is the only way to break the deadlock! All of this cannot be separated from the existence of our army, which means we must return to Paris in an established manner to suppress those ambitious people who are trying to rebel!"

"Before that, we must fight with the Prussians to show our morale, so that the others of Pismai and others will understand that if they want to win, they have to spend ten times their lives!"

"It hits their hearts and makes them frightened... Only in this way can they negotiate equally with us!"

"You must remember that what we are going to sign is an armistice agreement, not a surrender letter! There are worlds of difference in these two results!"

This is a layer of window paper, and it can be penetrated with one stab. All the generals were worried about their future destiny. The Great Revolution eighty years ago seemed very far away, but it was experienced by their fathers and ancestors themselves.

In that bloody killing, how many nobles of aristocrats were destroyed by the clan? How many ambitious people were brought to power? The entire social class was greatly subverted, and the ten Seines were unable to hold on to the blood.

Thinking back to my villa in Paris, imagining my wife and children, and young and beautiful lovers, these are their happy lives. Once the revolution breaks out, all of this will be ruined.

McMahon strikes while the iron is hot. "Gentlemen, fight forward and die. Maybe many of us will die... and retreat, then most of us will die even more!"

"Is it a cowardly waiting for the destruction of the whole person? Or is it a brave fight? Go and fight for that line of possibility? I think this multiple-choice question is not difficult to decide!"

"You all know that Alfrad died, but what you don't know is that Alfrad and others died in the end sing of Marseille, and they did not lose the face of the empire in the end!"

"In that bloody battle in Snyny, he defeated the honor of our French nobles! Xiao Letian personally promised to bury those brave nobles!"

"He also wants to build monuments and relief walls in Sny again, which is not only to commemorate his men, but also to commemorate our brave officers and soldiers!"

"Alfrad exchanged his death for the respect of his enemy, and what about us? Can't we fight?"

"Marson! Needless to say, you... In this bloody battle, we will personally go to the front line and swear to keep the sedan to the death!"

"There are no cannon bullets, we still have bayonets and swords. Even if we fight in hand, we must keep our guard!"

"Fight until the last soldier! Only fight to the death!"

McMahon's nose felt sour and said excitedly, "Prepare for war! The more this time, the more we need to let the soldiers eat well and divide as much food as possible... Today is destined to be a long day!"

The generals immediately dispersed, and soon the huge fortress gradually became busy. The logistics officials were ordered to move out the food at the bottom of the box, and soon all units received sufficient rations.

All companies began to set up a large pot to cook oatmeal porridge. The whole piece of ham soldiers cut into thin slices with bayonets and threw them into the porridge. The final baguette was all divided.

Almost all sleeping soldiers were awakened by the scent of food. When they saw such a sumptuous breakfast today, they were hungry and snatched up like evil dogs.

A bowl of steaming oatmeal porridge and two pieces of scorched baguettes, they felt a bit more at nurturing in Paris for such breakfast.

But when these soldiers were full, they found that the officers in their team were abnormally not resting in the independent tent, but sat alone in the corner sharpening their knives.

The saber full of vicissitudes of history was sprinkled on clear water, and his ancestors once held him to accompany Emperor Napoleon to expedition to Egypt!

My grandfather passed it to my father, and my father passed it to myself. Today is the time for him to drink blood!

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