424. Chapter 419: Not Prepared



Chapter 419: Not Prepared

Before Ciel could stop her, the girl waved and cheered to the people around her, "He's here, Ciel is with me, Ciel is here!"

People turned their eyes to Charles. Many of them had seen Charles when they had taken refuge in Antwerp, so they recognized him quickly:

"It's really him, Ciel is there!"

"He has grown up and looks much more mature."

"My God, he actually fought with the troops. What a respectable hero!"

Charles had no choice but to stand up and wave to the people.

This once again triggered a round of cheers, and people rushed towards the armored vehicle like crazy, vying to present flowers and vying to shake hands with Charles:

"You saved us, General. Once again."

"I'm deeply sorry about what happened in Antwerp, that was not our intention!"

"Thank you for saving Belgium again!"

Ciel could only smile and respond.

But in fact, he felt his scalp go cold. At this moment, if there was a German sniper lurking nearby or in a building, his life as a general would come to an end!

Fortunately, the guerrillas stepped forward to block the people away, and they shouted: "This is a war, and Charles is in a hurry to pursue the enemy. Do you want to help the enemy escape?"

Only then did people consciously make way for the army to pass, but the cheers continued to get louder and louder.

The convoy finally passed through Brussels safely, and Charles breathed a sigh of relief.

Tijani looked at the lipstick marks on Charles' face and teased with a smile: "Our general was successful on the battlefield, but he was almost drowned by a woman's lipstick!"

The soldiers nearby laughed.

Charles frantically wiped the lipstick marks off his face, but it seemed to get more and more sticky.

This made Tijani and the soldiers laugh even more. They didn't expect that the general who was in command on the battlefield was still like a child in life.

After laughing for a while, Tijani took out a map from his pocket, stood up with the help of the car edge, sat next to Charles and spread out the map: "Now, after Mechelen, we will reach Antwerp, about 35 kilometers."

Charles asked back: "Are you asking how we can take it down?"

"Of course." Tijani nodded and said, "It is the most important part!"

Only by taking it can the German encirclement be closed.

"It's not easy to take it." Tijani pointed to the map and said, "Although the German army stationed there is only one new regiment, the Germans have time to send reinforcements there. In addition, I heard that they have strengthened the defenses and repaired several forts."

Ciel nodded.

That was a side effect of the Dardanelles campaign, in which Charles had tried to convince the Germans that the British would land in the north and attack Belgium from the rear.

"I wonder what preparations you have for this?" Tijani asked with interest.

"I'm not prepared," Charles replied.

"Impossible!" Tijani laughed.

But seeing Charles' serious expression, his smile gradually disappeared, replaced by worry: "Are you really not prepared? This may cause us to fail!"

Ciel replied calmly, "You are ready, and so are our troops."

"What do you mean?" Tijani looked at Charles in confusion.

Charles looked around.

Tijani seemed to understand: "You mean the armored and mechanized forces?"

"Yes." Charles turned his eyes to the location of Antwerp on the map.

"But Antwerp has fortresses and 200MM and 150MM artillery." Tijani was a little anxious: "They can undoubtedly destroy our tanks and armored vehicles without any effort."

Before fighting this battle, Tijani also did his best to consult relevant information.

"I've been to Antwerp and I know what that fortress is, General." Charles said, as if it were a trivial matter. "It was built before anyone knew what a tank was."

Tijani said, "Oh!" and said, "You mean, it's hard for them to hit their targets?"

Charles nodded: "Just like the German 105MM artillery."

The two layers of inner and outer fortresses of Antwerp seem terrifying, but all of them are designed to target enemy infantry attacks. Armored and mechanized forces that can withstand shrapnel are not within their scope of consideration.

Charles concluded: "We just need to ignore those fortresses and pretend they don't exist, and we should be able to win."

"It should be possible?" Tijani looked at Charles in disbelief: "You are not sure either?"

If not, there is a possibility that the whole army will be wiped out!

Charles spread his hands. "This is war, General. No one can be sure until the end."

Ben Nevis in the UK is a dormant volcano and also the highest peak in the UK. The top of the mountain is covered with snow all year round, attracting a large number of mountaineering enthusiasts.

Albert I was a member of the mountaineering team. At this time, they were enjoying lunch around the campfire, preparing to take a break to recover their strength before continuing on their journey.

Albert I organized this mountain climbing trip with a strong sense of anger, as he wanted to use it to relax.

In the past few months, he has been working hard to arrange the landing of British troops in the north, at all costs, even paying huge sums of money to bribe British MPs.

However, just as the dust settled and everyone thought the British would land in the north, the Battle of the Dardanelles began.

What made Albert I even more depressed was that he had only recently learned the truth from General Winter.

“Do you think that the Shire really intended to land from the north?” General Winter said on the phone. “No, Your Majesty. The Shire never intended to land there. That never changed. We just messed it up.”

"Impossible," Albert I replied, "He told me himself that he thought it would be more convenient to land in the north..."

"Your Majesty," General Winter interrupted Albert I, "That's just to confuse the Germans. This will make the Germans think that the offensive in the Dardanelles is a feint, which can buy us more time."

Albert I was stunned.

He then realized that he was being used, used by Charles like a fool!

Why is this happening?

He regarded Charles as a friend, a confidant, and the hope of Belgium. If anyone could save Belgium, that person must be Charles!

However, he deceived himself and everyone else. Albert even told the people that victory was at hand and Charles would bring his troops to liberate them...

Albert poked the rocky ground hard with his trekking pole, as if he was stabbing an enemy with a sword.

"Your Majesty!" The communicator standing in front of the radio station looked at Albert I with a look of astonishment: "They said that Charles' troops have advanced into Belgium and have liberated Brussels!"

"What?" Albert I jumped up as if he was pricked by a needle. "Say it again! Is this true?"

(End of this chapter)

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