Chapter 103: The Air Force Suddenly Became Unreliable Again

On the evening of July 24, at 2330 hours, the headquarters of the Prussian 10th Army Group.

When General Boke heard the sound of horseshoes, he raised his head and adjusted his monocle, looking towards the entrance of the tent.

He did not have to wait long.

A dusty and dishevelled Moravian Cavalry Major General lifted the tent flap and hobbled his way to General Boke.

General Boke said, "It seems I do not need to ask to know the outcome. You didn't run into those tanks, did you?"

The Moravian Major General shook his head: "No. We were stopped by Ante's cavalry troops. We had only rifles, and some units carried lances, but all of Ante's cavalry were equipped with submachine guns and drum magazines, their fierce firepower had us completely overwhelmed!"

"They have no chivalry at all!"

General Boke turned his head to the chief of staff: "Didn't you tell the Moravian cavalry about the enemy's submachine guns?"