Zhu Wencong rode his horse, overlooking the hillside littered with corpses. The scale of war grew larger each time, and the casualties became more severe, with the number of combatants increasing from tens of thousands to over a hundred thousand.
Around him lay the corpses of a group of light cavalry, proving that slightly heavier armor could indeed block some shrapnel.
Some cavalrymen did not die from bullet wounds, but were shaken to death by artillery shells, with blood oozing from all seven orifices.
The Krupp Cannon had become an inescapable nightmare for the French Army soldiers. After a full day of fighting, their ears had almost lost their original function.
Fortunately, the wives did not come to witness this time but instead chose to head to the rear, to the prisoner camps, to interview some French Army soldiers.
Frederick III took care of his matters and also arrived on horseback beside Zhu Wencong, growing increasingly admiring of him.
