Under the gaze of the Allied Forces, the Slav soldiers in gray uniforms were forming into a phalanx, marching in unison towards the barbed wire.
In their eyes, Major General Canrobert saw a numb frenzy; such a complex emotion exists only in a devout yet rebellious nation like Russia. The love-hate feeling Slavs have for the "Little Father" residing in Tsarskoye Selo is something the French will never understand.
When a Tsar is overthrown by his Slav subjects, those subjects who despised the Tsar are bound to enthrone another Tsar.
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In short, under this almost religious fervor, the Russian soldiers began to turn into puppets on strings, easily manipulated.
With each step closer to the barbed wire, their breathing grew heavier, and their eyes began to bloodshot.
Inside the trenches, the Allied Forces were also panting heavily, involuntarily tightening their holds on their guns, with veins bulging on their foreheads.
