Chapter 80 The Eight Emperors asked a question to the guide Lacoste

This shows that Napoleon was happy that morning at Waterloo. He has reason to be happy, the battle plan he has drawn up, which we have confirmed, is really amazing. After the confrontation, the very complicated and dangerous changes of the war, the resistance of Hougoumont, the stubbornness of Saint-Lahe, the death of Baudin, the loss of Foix's fighting ability, the unexpected wall that traumatized Sawyer's brigade, nothing happened. The indomitable tenacity of Guiermino without ammunition, the mire of the battery, the fifteen unguarded guns that Uxbridge routed in a sunken road, the bombs falling into the The British defense line was ineffective, the soil was soaked by rain, and the bombs fell into it, and only some soil could be sprayed out, so that the flower bombs all turned into mud bubbles. Biray's attack at Branlal was unsuccessful, and almost all the 15th Battalion of cavalry Annihilation, the calmness of the British army's right wing to fight, the careful defense of the left wing, the strange misunderstanding that Ney did not disperse the fourth division of the First Army, but gathered them together. Platoons, many of those formations marched in parallel to confront the shells, the terrific firing of the shells on the dense formations, the vanguard out of touch, the artillery attacking from the flank suddenly attacked in the middle, Bourgevois, Donzelot He and Dulut were besieged, and Gio was repelled. Lieutenant Vian, a Hercules from the comprehensive engineering school, braved the artillery fire at the corner of the road from Genappe to Brussels, which was defended by the British army. Wounded at Emmen, Maccony's Division was caught between infantry and cavalry, and in the wheat field was shot face to face by Best and Pike and hacked by Ponsonby, and the seven guns of his artillery The eyes of fire were all pinned, Earl Derlon could not capture Frischemont and Smoin defended by the Prince of Saxe-Weimar, the flag of the 105th regiment was captured, and the flag of the 45th regiment was captured, that The Prussian black light cavalry sergeant was captured by 300 sniper teams in the area of ​​Wavre and Planchanoy. All kinds of scary words from the captive, Grouchy's delay in coming, immediately fell to the ground in St. The eighteen hundred people around Lae died faster than the fifteen hundred who were killed in the orchard of Hougoumont in less than an hour. Zhan Yun, flitting before Napoleon's eyes, hardly disturbed his sight, and his extremely confident dragon face never showed any worry because of these changes.He is used to facing the war squarely, he never cares about those painful details, he never pays much attention to those numbers, what he wants to calculate is the general ledger: the final victory.At the beginning of the crisis, he didn't care, he knew that he was the last master and possessor, he knew to wait, and thought that there would be no problem with him, he thought that fate was evenly matched with him.He seemed to be saying to fate: "You may not dare."

Half light, half dark, Napoleon often felt himself sheltered by good luck and dominated by bad luck.He has received, or thinks he has received the acquiescence of many incidents, and it can almost be said that he has been sheltered by many incidents, making him a figure similar to the indestructible body of diamonds in ancient times. But those who have experienced Berezina, Leipzig and Fontainebleau should also be a little wary of Waterloo.There has already been a frowning look in the air. Napoleon was taken aback by Wellington's retreat.He saw the heights of Mount St. John suddenly empty, and the vanguard of the British army was gone.The British striker was rearranging his ranks, but was fleeing.The emperor half stood on his stirrups.Victory flashed in his eyes.

Compress Wellington into the Sauvignon Forest, and annihilate it, and England will forever be crushed by France, and Crecy, Poitiers, Malpraquet, and Ramilles will be avenged.Marengo's heroes are preparing to shame Ajankul. At that time, the emperor was contemplating the horrific change of situation, and at the same time picked up the binoculars, and took a last look at every point of the battlefield.The guards around him, their weapons standing on the ground, looked up at him from below with a kind of god-worship.He was thinking, inspecting the hillside, looking at the slopes, the bushes, the barley fields, and the trails, as if he was counting every clump of trees.He stared intently at the two fortifications set up by the British army behind the two rows of tree trunks on the two main roads. Aimed at the only battery at the end of the field; the other, on the Via Nivelles, flashed the spears of the Chasse brigade of the Dutch army.He also noticed the old chalk-white church of St. Nicholas, near the fortifications, at the corner of the fork in the road to Branlar.He bent down and whispered something to the guide Lacoste.The guide shook his head, maybe that was his trick.

The emperor straightened up again, concentrated and thought for a while. Wellington had retreated.It only needs to be oppressed again, and he will be completely destroyed. Napoleon turned abruptly and sent a horseman to Paris to report the victory. Napoleon was a thunderbolt genius. He just found an opportunity to show his might. He ordered Millau's cavalry to occupy the heights of Mount St. John.