Chapter 85 Thirteen disasters

The retreat of the Habayashi Army was really miserable.Suddenly the army turned back simultaneously from Hougoumont, Saint-Lahe, Papelotte, and Planchanoy on all sides.After the shouts of "Traitor!" followed by the voice of "Run for your life!"The rout of the army is like the thawing of the river. Everything is broken, divided, crumbled, drifting, rushing, collapsing, colliding with each other, crowding each other, and panicking.This is an unprecedented collapse.Ney borrowed a horse, jumped on it, and, without hat, tie, or knife, blocked the road to Brussels, stopping both the English and the French.He wanted to prevent the army from breaking up, he called them, he cursed them, he blocked their retreat.He was furious.The soldiers ran away from him, shouting: "Long live Marshal Ney!" The two regiments of Dulutte, running to and fro, panicked, as if they had been killed by the swords of the Lancers and Lambert. The platoon guns of the brigades of , Best, Pike, and Liland were tied up.The most frightening thing in a melee is the rout. Friends also slaughtered each other, competing for the way out. The cavalry and infantry also killed each other and escaped separately. It is really a turbulent scene in war.Rob and Reye were at one end, and both were also involved in the turmoil.In vain did Napoleon block him on all sides with his remaining bodyguard, and in vain he sent his bodyguard to make a final struggle.Gio retreated before Vivienne, Kellermann before Van der Leur, Robbe before Bülow, Moran before Pierch, Domant and Zubevier before Prince Wilhelm of Prussia.Gio led the emperor's cavalry to charge, and fell under the horseshoes of the British cavalry.Napoleon galloped in front of the deserters, encouraging them, urging them, threatening them, and entreating them.Those mouths that cheered the emperor long live in the morning are now speechless, and almost none of them know the emperor anymore.The newly arrived Prussian cavalry rushed forward, chopping, chopping, chopping, killing, and slaughtering; and countless carriages, with their wheels upturned, blocked the road, creating an opportunity for massacres.Everyone trampled and pushed each other, stepping on the dead and the living.Those arms have lost their minds.The roads, paths, bridges, plains, hills, valleys, and woods were all filled with the forty thousand routs.Call signs, sorrow, rucksacks and guns thrown in the barley fields, people who are blocked and cut their way out, no compatriots, no officials, no generals, only a kind of unspeakable terror.Zitan killed France to his heart's content.Lions have turned into squirrels.Such was the case with that defeat.

At Genappes, there was an attempt to turn around and build a line of defense, to contain, to intercept.Rob gathered three hundred people.Fortifications were set up at the entrance to the village, but as soon as the Prussian shrapnel flew, everyone fled again, so Rob was tied up.We can still see traces of the shrapnel today on the hilltop of a broken brick house a few minutes away from Genappe on the right side of the road.The Prussian army rushed into Genappe, and it was natural that they were so angry because they killed so few people.The pursuit was brutal.Blücher ordered annihilation.Before this, Rogge had already set such a bad example. He did not allow the French Sergeant Habayashi to capture the Prussian soldiers.Blücher's ruthlessness surpassed Rogge again.General Diesme of the Young Habayashi Army retreated to the door of Genappe's guest house. He handed his sword to a murderous cavalry, who took the sword and killed the prisoner.Victory is accomplished by massacring the defeated.Since we are narrating history, we can disparage: old Blücher defiled himself.That kind of lust is really destructive to humanity.The rout passed through Genappe, through Quatre-Arms, through Sombreve, through Frasnay, through Charleroi, through Twenties, through Genappe, through the village of Quatre Arms, and did not stop until the frontier.What a sad sight!Who is it that flees like that?It is the army.

Can it be said that there is no reason for that kind of fearless spirit unprecedented in history to be so disturbed, horrified, and collapsed?cannot.A great right shadow was cast over Waterloo.That day was preordained.A superhuman power made that day appear.Therefore all the people bow their heads and tremble, and therefore all the great minds surrender with their swords.Those who conquered Europe were defeated today. They have nothing to say, and they have nothing to do. They only feel that there is horror in the dark. "Crimes other than war will kill me." The future of mankind changed that day.Waterloo was the key to the nineteenth century.The exit of the great man from the stage was indispensable to the flourishing of the great century.There is a supreme being who has made that decision.So the panic of the heroes is understandable.In the Battle of Waterloo, there were not only clouds but also natural disasters.God has arrived.

In the evening, in the fields near Genappe, Bernard and Bertrand held by the skirts of a man, who looked sullen and thoughtful, and had been pushed there by the receding tide, to prevent him from leaving. Yes, he just got off the horse, holding the rein, in a daze, turned around and walked towards Waterloo alone.That man is Napoleon, a sleepwalking giant who still wants to go forward to pursue the collapsed illusion.