I was a tycoon in World War I: Starting to save France

Chapter 9 I bet everything on you winning

"Tell me what's going on?" Camille asked Charles nervously in a corner of the square: "Are you going to lead these soldiers to fight the Germans?"

"Don't be nervous, mother!" Charles comforted her, "I'm just teaching them how to fight. I won't go to the battlefield!"

"Teach them how to fight?" Djokovic and Camille looked at each other.

How could Ciel, who had never left their side and had never participated in training, know how to fight and how could he teach others how to fight?

Then Deyoka seemed to understand: "You paid them to listen to you, right? You can't squander the tractor factory's funds like this, Charles! You are still in the probation period. This is your first day in charge of the tractor factory..."

Charles didn't know how to answer. He knew that no matter how he explained, Djoka and Camille would not believe that he could make these soldiers obey his orders just by his eloquence.

Camille glanced at the murderous soldiers in the square, and a chill ran down his spine. "Okay, let's go back first. We'll talk about it when we get home!"

"No, mother!" said Charles, "we can't get out!"

"What do you mean?" Camille looked puzzled.

Charles replied: "In order to keep it secret, no one is allowed to enter or leave the tractor factory after sunset!"

Dejoka was furious: "This is our Bernard family's factory. What right do they have to allow people to come in but not out?"

He thought this was a "rule" set by the French soldiers.

"Father!" Charles interrupted Djoka: "This is my order!"

Djoka was stunned and looked incredulous.

"You, your order..." Camille repeated Charles' words with difficulty. She vaguely remembered that there were indeed several soldiers with rifles standing guard at the gate of the tractor factory.

She doesn't care about "confidentiality" or "people who can come but can't leave."

She just couldn't imagine that her son, who had always been harmless and always bullied, could suddenly give orders to others, or to be exact, raise an army and control the entire factory in just one day.

Deyoka looked around and asked doubtfully, "What military secrets are involved here?"

"I can't say!" Charles repeated what he said before: "I can only say that this is the safest place, and we should stay here!"

Djokovic raised his head helplessly towards Camille, as if to say, this is what I told you this morning: our child has grown up and is smarter than Francis!

……

At the Sixth Army Headquarters in Paris, Gallieni punched the desk and roared:
"This is ignorance! This is murder! This is a crime!"

There was only one reason why Gallieni was so angry: General Joffre rejected his suggestion to command the 6th Army to attack the German flank.

"The situation is very clear!" Gallieni's face was livid. "The German First Army has advanced alone and deep into our territory. They have left the Second Army 20 kilometers away. Now they have changed the direction of attack and stepped into our encirclement. If we don't attack, we may lose this great opportunity!"

Major General Maunoury did not dare to say a word. Gallieni was right. The German Second Army would catch up in just two days, and by then the Germans would have enough troops to encircle Paris again.

Or, if the German First Army suddenly realized its mistake and returned to its own offensive route, the consequences would be disastrous.

No one could understand why Joffre refused to attack.

Gallieni paced back and forth anxiously in front of his desk with his hands behind his back. After a while, he angrily questioned the staff officer: "What explanation did he (referring to Joffre) give?" The staff officer replied tremblingly: "General Joffre believes that the Germans are unlikely to reveal such a big flaw. This is probably a trap. The purpose is to lure the 6th Army away from the defenses of Paris and then launch a surprise attack on Paris, so we should wait and see..."

Gallieni interrupted the staff officer with a snort, he didn't want to listen anymore.

Gallieni went over the whole process in his mind again. In a way, Joffre's judgment made sense. The biggest doubt was who spread the "rumor".

If the "rumor" was a masterpiece of the Germans, the purpose was to give the First Army sufficient reasons to change its marching route, and finally trick France into leading the Sixth Army out of Paris...

No, the Germans didn't have to do that!
Gallieni said: "The Germans only need to follow the normal march route to surround Paris from the west to cut off the supply line, and then wait for the Second Army to arrive to win. Why bother?"

Major General Monuri nodded in agreement.

But now, nothing could be done without General Joffre's orders.

Gallieni had a vague feeling that Joffre had some personal grudge behind his actions.

Gallieni and Joffre were enemies of each other and had argued in public many times, even slamming the table and cursing at each other.

Today, it was Gallieni who discovered the German weakness and proposed an attack in time.

If Joffre agreed immediately, does it mean that Joffre, the commander-in-chief, was commanding according to Gallieni's battle plan?

Would Gallieni, rather than Joffre, be the hero who defeated the Germans?
Does this mean that he admits that Joffre is not as good as Gallieni?

Gallieni's eyelids twitched, but he did not say this thought out loud. After all, it was just a guess, a guess without any evidence!
Gallieni gritted his teeth and ordered: "Get the cars ready. When needed, we can send the troops to the battlefield in the shortest time possible!"

"General!" Major General Monuri replied in embarrassment: "Most of our cars have been sent to the battlefield!"

"Then call in other vehicles, ox carts, horse carriages, taxis!" Gallieni emphasized: "No matter what kind of vehicle it is, we must be prepared. This concerns the fate of France!"

"Yes, General!" Major General Monuri stepped forward and answered.

……

At the Darwaz Tractor Factory, the lights used for lighting had gone out, and the square was plunged into darkness.

Charles finally finished the soldiers' training and let them go back to take a comfortable bath. They needed to conserve their energy for tomorrow's battle instead of exhausting their physical strength by training all night.

Brownie took off his muddy military cap and sat next to Charles, saying in a deep voice:

"They said the Germans were coming in our direction, I thought they wouldn't continue chasing us!"

Charles said "hmm" and thought to himself, if Brownie knew that it was a trap set by Charles to lure the Germans here, would Brownie be so angry that he would beat him up?
"Those things you made..." Brownie raised his head towards the tractor in the corner of the square: "Are you sure they are useful?"

If the Germans had focused their attack on the machine gun factory, they would have sent at least a few thousand people. Didn't this kid know this? Could he have defeated a few thousand Germans with just this thing?
"Don't worry, Major!" Charles looked towards the dormitory and said, "My family is here. I'm betting everything on you winning!"

Major Browne laughed bitterly. He felt that he was crazy for trusting a teenager and doing such a series of ridiculous things according to his wishes!

Major Brownie looked up at the sky, and sighed inwardly at the starry sky:
"This world is so beautiful. I wonder if I can continue to sit here and watch the stars tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)