The army is a place where the strong respect the strong, and the soldiers' emotions towards the strong are often expressed by nicknames. Many times this is the origin of some unique numbers of the troops.

What kind of bloody battles have you experienced, what new tactics have you studied, and what characteristics of your tactical style... These can all be combined into the numbers of troops, and in the final analysis, they are loud nicknames.

The Chinese new army was able to win the titles of "Dark Elf" and "Chinese Hunter" in such a short time, which shows the important role they played in this war.

If you are not really convinced, how could you give such a title?

Dark Elf, this is a title circulated by the French side, while the Chinese hunter is a respectful title given to friendly forces by the General Army!

These two nicknames become more and more eye-catching, and finally become a cultural title. When people around the world become familiar with these two nicknames, it becomes a fixed language.

Whenever military fans in later generations mention the dark elves, they will be the first to think of the Chinese special forces!

The word Chinese hunter replaced all the names of sharpshooters in European countries, and this word eventually became synonymous with snipers and sharpshooters around the world.

By the 21st century, the global Chinese hunter competition will be held in Ryukyu every year, which is actually the World Sniper Competition in later generations.

But in this parallel world, the two words "Sniper and Sharpshooter" have been sealed in the language memory database by all ethnic groups, and the only one that is replaced by the common word "Chinese Hunter".

This shows how shocking the world was the performance of the Chinese slamist slam in this Franco-Prussian War!

The Spycilin Heights were not far from Salbrücken, and it took more than half a day to quickly horses. When they saw the dense circular defensive positions and the castles on the high ground, the two big men finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, our military flags and Chinese military flags are all there, so they are safe!"

When the two big bosses appeared in front of tens of thousands of Pu soldiers, the soldiers who had just won burst out with long live voices like tsunamis, "Long live! Long live the empire! Long live the victory!"

Old Moltke was originally running side by side with Pismai, but when he saw the soldiers cheering, he subconsciously reduced the speed of horses and Pismai to one horse's head.

This glory belongs to Besme, who is the chief planner of the rise of the entire Prussian Empire. All the glory that the empire has today belongs to him!

Bisme turned around and frowned and looked at the Chief of Staff, "Why retreat? The soldiers are cheering at you!"

"No, my Prime Minister! The soldiers are cheering at you, this is the glory you deserve!"

Bisme's face suddenly turned red. After years of hard work, it finally got rewarded. His ideal when he was young has finally come true!

He rode his horse toward the castle along the way and raised his hand to respond to the soldiers, "Long live the soldiers! Long live the empire!"

The joy of the entire Spielin Heights naturally alarmed Xiao Letian in the castle. He lay on the city tower and watched the Mai Mai run up with great might, and couldn't help but sigh.

"This old guy is here, my happy time is over! I can't do it if I want to charge forward in the future..."

Xiao Letian said nothing wrong. In the castle hall, Bei Smai shouted without even saying anything congratulations.

"What do you think? Why are you personally taking risks? Are you Chinese just not keeping your promises!"

"Before leaving Berlin, I have been preventing you from going to the front line, but you said you would give your soldiers the opportunity to observe and learn, and you promised to stay away from the battlefield several times. Only then did I agree to you to come to the front line!"

"But what have you done? Not only did you follow the front line troops across the border, but you even brought the special forces to the enemy command center?"

"God, do you know how much trouble you have caused us? If you fall into the hands of the French, all our plans will go bankrupt!"

At this moment, Xiao Letian even felt that Bei Simai had practiced lion roaring skills. The buzzing sound made his ears itchy, and he even wanted to avoid the saliva sprayed from his mouth.

After enduring the scolding of Besmai for a quarter of an hour, Xiao Letian took advantage of the gap when he was angry and stretched out his arms and smiled with a shameless smile.

"Okay, my old friend, I humbly accepted your reprimand... Then, now, should you congratulate me on my victory!"

Beismai and Moltke were completely lost by Xiao Letian's two-faced spirit. He smiled and sighed, "You, you! You really don't look like a politician, you really look like a rogue..."

After saying that, Beismai also smiled. He stretched out his arms and hugged Xiao Letian hard. "Although I'm very angry, I have to admit... your fight is so beautiful!"

After saying that, his big hand was desperately slapped Xiao Letian's back, and the head of state almost got angry!

The meeting was over with the most scent, and Brigade Commander Kameko had the opportunity to give the Chief of General Staff and the Prime Minister a battlefield return, and Xiao Letian ordered a table of dishes at this time.

"It's all captured by France, white wine from the Alsace region, canned tuna, Spanish ham, crispy baguette, and Swiss cheese..."

"These French soldiers were eating very average, but the officers' food was really good..."

The water and Moltke had not been in the water for most of the day. As a result, Xiao Letian handed over a large gulp of white wine, and then he tore open the bread and ate it with cheese.

At this time, Old Moltke suddenly discovered that there were many wooden boxes piled up in the corner of the castle hall, all of which were brand new wood forks and silver nails, which looked like they were newly processed.

"What is this? Is your secret weapon?" asked the Chief of Staff in confusion.

Xiao Letian smiled and shook his head, "No, no, no, it's just a little personal collection of mine, a little spoil!"

At this time, Besmai had the time to look at the surrounding environment, but he was stunned at first sight, "My God, have you looted the entire castle?"

Bismey pointed at the roof and walls, and the broken stones that had been smashed were still emitting white stubble. All the sculptures and oil paintings that originally decorated the castle were gone.

The original oil paintings were hung with obvious signs of frames, the outside was extremely old and the inside was extremely new.

Xiao Letian smiled embarrassedly and said, "You know, I have a private museum in Ryukyu, and I need a lot of collections. It just so happens that the castle I captured has some beautiful oil paintings and statues!"

"According to the rules of the victor, these are my spoils, you can't grab them from me!"
Chapter completed!