Chapter 675 - The most anxious person

Gallieni discussed the details with Shir for a while, and suddenly thought of something. He looked up and asked Shir: "If this is the case, how should I refuse Heg? Tell him the entire combat plan?"

Gallieni believes that this will not only help Hegel eliminate doubts about France and Charles, but also allow the British army to prepare for cooperation with France's counterattack in advance.

But Charles shook his head, "This is not a good idea, General."

"We can consider doing this, Charles." Gallieni insisted: "After all, it is about the life and death of the British army. Hege will not be stupid enough to disclose the intelligence to the Germans, which will not do him well."

"Is that true?" Charles asked back, his tone calm.

"Is there any problem?" Gallieni looked at Charles in confusion.

France's system did not allow soldiers to do business and go to politics. Gallieni firmly abides by this, so he was almost blank in these two fields, not knowing how terrible and unlimited political and business are.

"It's so." Charles drew a line in the Arden Mountains: "The difficulty of the armored forces passing through the Arden Mountains is not just a matter of roads and supplies. Once we are known to the plan in advance by the enemy, even if the Germans only receive a little. The rumor of the wind may also lead to the annihilation of our army."

Gallieni nodded in agreement.

If the Germans knew in advance that Shire's troops would be interspersed from the Arden Mountains, they just needed to pull up an infantryman and ambush them in the forest to wait for the rabbit.

In the jungle warfare in the mountains, armored troops that rely heavily on highways and terrain are useless, and Charles' elite armored troops will be surrounded by German infantry and fall into a desperate situation.

"I'm not used to putting my destiny in the hands of others, General," said Charles. "Especially those who have a competitive relationship with me in military, political and business."

Gallieni was stunned: "There is competition in politics and business?"

He could understand that there was military competition. Shire's victory formed a strong contrast with Heg's "record", which made Heg even the British army a joke in the world and also shook the colonial army's confidence in Britain's world number one.

But in terms of politics and business, Hegel is a British soldier. What kind of competition can he have with Charles, Lieutenant General of France?

Shire's answer was unhurried:

“My military victory will affect Heg’s political development, General.”

"As for the business world, because I controlled the materials and built insurance and shipping companies in the UK, I offended almost all British merchants."

"They hate me to the core now, and I believe that the King of England, Kitchener and Heghe want me to have an unexpected happening."

Gallieni suddenly realized.

This is the big tree attracts wind, and Shire's rapid growth has violated the interests of many people, including the British.

If the information was revealed to Heg, maybe Heg would really take this opportunity to get rid of Charles.

Or, at least, pull Shire off the throne of the undefeated God of War, so that at least breaks the colonial army's look up and fantasy of Shire's command ability.

As for the life and death of the British army, it is the affairs of the country and the people. There are many colonial armies among them. How can their personal interests be important?

Thinking of this, Gallien nodded heavily: "You are right, I'll deal with this!"

Then, his eyes turned to the map on the desktop, hesitated for a moment and then made a serious analysis:

"We have reason to believe that the First Armored Army and the Sixth Army are the mainstays of Belgium."

"Once we transfer them from Belgium, the Germans will launch a counterattack with the Liege Fortress."

"This will make it difficult for the Allies to take care of, and it is obviously not a wise choice."

Shire said: "Hage may not believe these words..."

"It's okay." Gallieni interrupted Charles: "Albert I also have the right to know about this matter, and I believe he will agree with my ideas."

Shire was speechless for a moment.

He found himself wrong, Gallieni was a political person.

Albert I was the man who least wanted Charles' troops to be transferred from Belgium. Once he knew about it, he might not need Gallieni to do anything.

...

Hasselt, capital of Limburg Province.

Under the starry night sky, Albert I held a dinner with more than a dozen politicians in the city hall.

The banquet was simple. There were some common pastries and fruits on the buffet table, and the lights were replaced by candles. The violinist was invited temporarily locally, and he could even clearly hear a few unharmonious noises when playing.

But these did not affect Albert I's interest. He knocked on the cup to attract everyone's attention, stepped on two steps and stood on a high place, his voice was loud and passionate:

"Gentlemen, ladies!"

"I'm happy to emphasize again that we are Hasselt at our feet! We are already standing on the Belgium-Holland border."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

"What I need to worry more now is how to maintain the supply of more than 500,000 German prisoners!"

The politicians cooperated and let out a relaxed laugh.

Albert I continued:

“We are only one step away from regaining the entire territory of Belgium.”

"The Liege Fortress is only a dozen kilometers away from us. It is the entrance to the German invasion of Belgium. As long as we can take it down, we will lock all the invaders in the territory and have nowhere to escape."

"And I firmly believe that under the leadership of Charles, our heroic Belgian people will surely accomplish this great mission!"

"Long live Belgium, glory belongs to all of us!"

The politicians repeated Albert I's call loudly and let out screams and cheers.

At this time, in the corner of the aisle, a communications soldier quietly pushed the door in. He looked around nervously in the crowd. After seeing Major General Eden, he hurried forward and whispered a few words and handed over a telegram.

Major General Eden's face changed. He received the telegram and nodded, ordered the correspondent to not speak out, and then walked towards Albert I as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Charles was enough to determine the fate of Belgium. His transfer may instantly cause the Belgian military and civilians to lose their fighting spirit, and all the achievements Belgium had obtained before may be gone.

Major General Eden believes that it is not too much caution in this matter.

As he approached, Major General Eden came up and whispered a few words to Albert I.

Albert I, who was originally excited, suddenly looked dark, looked at Major General Eden coldly, and asked in a low voice: "Is this true?"

"Yes, your majesty." Major General Eden secretly stuffed the telegram into Albert I's hand: "General Gallieni's telegram."

Albert I didn't look at it seriously. He directly stuffed the telegrams into his pockets, put on a kind smile, nodded frequently to both sides, said sorry, and hurriedly took Major General Eden away.