Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

The commander of the Warsaw garrison, Carol Rommel, decided to defend Warsaw at all costs. This decision brought unprecedented suffering to the Poles in Warsaw.

Because the evacuation notice leaflets had already been dropped, the German army could drop all kinds of artillery shells and bombs into Warsaw without any scruples.

45mm, 82mm, and 120mm mortars; 50mm and 75mm infantry guns; 105mm cannon; 122mm rocket launcher; 152mm howitzer; 283mm train gun; 380-meter assault tiger kept roaring, each Various types of artillery shells bombarded the city of Warsaw.

In the sky, densely packed army aviation bombers dropped tons of ordinary aerial bombs, cluster bombs, incendiary bombs, and white phosphorus bombs weighing 50 kilograms to 500 kilograms into the city of Warsaw.

At this time, Yannick came to the last inspection point, the Liszt headquarters of the 14th Army west of Warsaw. He leaned on the scissor periscope and looked at the flames in Warsaw and the sounds of explosions one after another. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that war is indeed not a child's play. It is the childhood dream of many people to command millions of troops to fight on the battlefield and eventually become a hero. But when you visit the battlefield in person, you will find that war not only brings glory and achievements, it also brings death and destruction.

"Carol Rommel is really stubborn. It would be nice to simply surrender." Hearing Yannick mutter, Liszt on the side continued. "Your Highness, if he refuses to surrender, we will level the entire city of Warsaw."

Yannick glanced at him and resisted the urge to laugh. "That's not necessary. Since they refuse to surrender, they can be used to train our street fighting troops."

As for why he wanted to laugh, it was because one of William Lister's eyes was disabled. Of course, Yannick is not laughing at the disabled, but the story of his injury and the aftermath are really laughable.

This incident has to start with the Battle of the Somme during the last World War. At that time, the Belgian army was preparing to launch an offensive against the German army, and the German army laid many mines in front of the defensive positions to block the Belgian army's attack. I don’t know if the commander of the Belgian army had seen the Fire Bull Formation invented by Qi General Tian Dan. He mobilized more than 70 bulls and used them as the vanguard to charge into the formation in order to clear the battlefield of thunder formations.

As the Belgian army's charge began, a group of frightened and angry bulls rampaged on the battlefield, and one of them rushed into the German position impartially. As if the cow knew the principle of capturing the king first before capturing the enemy, it ran straight towards the leader Liszt and bumped into it. As a result, in panic, Liszt was accidentally hit in the eye.

This blow can be said to have made Liszt angry and evil. Enduring the severe pain, he drew his gun and was about to shoot the beast when a cannonball fell near them. The unlucky Liszt was knocked unconscious. Although the bull was also injured, it escaped due to minor injuries.

Even more coincidentally, more than 70 bulls that hit the minefield that night either stepped on landmines or were shot dead by the Germans or their own people. The bull that injured Lister became the only survivor. Because of its meritorious service in resisting the enemy, the cow was personally awarded the rank of Colonel in the Army and the Second Class Medal of Honor by the King of Belgium. From a cow, he truly became a soldier. After the war, he was sent to the Vesuvius Military Academy to enjoy his old age.

Of course, Liszt hated this bull. It was not until the German army blitzed Belgium in 1941 that he finally got a chance for revenge.

At that time, Lister, who had been promoted to the chief of staff of the group army, directly issued an order to Major Kruber, the commander of the Wesuli City garrison, asking him to go to the Wessuri Military Academy to execute the damn mad cow.

Major Kruber received the order and was confused. He didn't know why the general had trouble with a cow. However, a soldier's bounden duty is to obey, so he still came to the Vesuvius Military Academy to inquire about the cow. This inquiry actually led him to find a bull named "Knight". This was an old black bull that had lost its temperament. In addition, it seemed to be psychic and knew that its country was occupied. Along with the fatigue, there is also a hint of sadness.

Just find it. Just when Major Kruber pulled out his pistol and prepared to shoot the old cow, he was blocked by a group of wounded Belgians in the Invalides. They claimed that the cow was a prisoner of war. According to the Geneva Convention, the cow could not be killed and must be treated as a prisoner of war! He even took out the certificate of honor distributed by King Leopold in 1917.

Major Kruber was immediately dumbfounded. This was really a cow with military status, and his military rank was higher than his own! According to the Geneva Convention, he really had no right to shoot it.

In desperation, he could only reply to General List and report the unexpected situation.

Perhaps out of boredom or eager for revenge, General Lister personally came to the Vesuvius Academy to prepare to kill this "knight".

Since it is a prisoner of war, we must work hard according to the prisoner of war regulations.

Prisoner of War regulations stipulate that if a prisoner of war escapes, the victor may execute the prisoner of war on the spot.

Liszt began to use various tricks. He arranged for his subordinates to put grass that cows like to eat outside the prison door, allowing the cow to escape on its own. If the cow ran away, he could shoot it immediately.

But the cow was not moved at all.

If this method doesn't work, the second method, if the prisoner of war commits suicide, is also feasible. It was impossible for the cow to commit suicide, so he created the illusion that it committed suicide. Liszt also asked people to plant landmines outside the prison, and took the opportunity of taking the cow out to let it step on the mines. But this cow seemed to be protected by the cow god and refused to step on the landmines.

Then he found a ferocious German shepherd, awarded it the rank of Army Major, and locked it with the old cow.

I thought this fierce dog would kill the old cow, but within two days the two animals became inseparable friends.

After struggling for more than a month, Liszt finally compromised and let the cow go, he said. "If I can't kill him, I won't kill him. Maybe it's God's order. I can't disobey God's order."

I don’t know if he will still find trouble with that old cow in this time and space.

At this time, Anne reminded him. "Your Highness, it's time to set off."

"Oh, let's go." No longer thinking about the grudge between the general and the old cow, Yannick was ready to leave. He is already busy enough at ordinary times, but in special times like this, he can't wait to break one second into two seconds, and his schedule is full.

Arriving at the airport by car, he suddenly spoke. "Go to the nearby airport." This is a military airport, but a runway has been specially blocked for his special plane to take off and land.

Liszt, who was traveling with him, looked embarrassed. "Your Highness, there are no security measures in place."

Yannick waved his hand nonchalantly. "Your Excellency, General, you are worrying too much. If I can't even trust my own soldiers, then what else can I trust?" He asked the driver to drive over.

Five army aviation bomber squadrons are stationed here. Groups of bombers take off to fly to Warsaw, and groups of bombers return and land from above Warsaw. Yannick watched as the ground crews quickly pushed the returning bombers to the side of the runway and reloaded fuel and ammunition, while the maintenance technicians quickly inspected the engines, fuel pipes and other components.

The whole airport seemed very lively, but perhaps because of the rigorous character of the Germans, everything here seemed orderly and orderly, busy but not messy.

Liszt noticed that most of the soldiers here were working shirtless and said quickly. "Sorry, Your Highness, I will emphasize the issue of military appearance."

"Huh?" Yannick didn't understand why he said this for a moment. After he said this, he noticed the shirtless soldiers and smiled disapprovingly. "Your Majesty General, these are insignificant problems compared to their contribution to the empire. They can do whatever they feel comfortable with, and there is no need to impose a death rule."

Everyone at the airport also noticed that their row of luxury cars drove into the airport. Although they couldn't see who was sitting in the car, they could guess that the person coming was a big shot by looking at the two small national flags on the front of this luxurious Mercedes-Benz.

At this moment, the loudspeaker in the airport rang loudly. "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived!"

Wow! Everyone was in an uproar, putting down what they were holding, standing upright and saluting.

Yannick couldn't help but clicked his tongue twice. "I originally wanted to take a turn and leave." He asked the driver to stop the car next to the crowd in front.