Attack Begins (Seeking Monthly Votes)

"Very good, gentlemen. Since you have completed your preparations, I can rest easy. The weather is good today; for the Empire, it is also a fine opportunity. Today will be the first day the Empire launches its attack on the British mainland according to plan. In one hour, the attack will begin. May God bless the German Empire and let us crush the British in one stroke!" Field Marshal Falkenhayn said.

"God bless the German Empire!" All the generals were immensely excited and exhilarated. They had been waiting for this day for a long time as well. Over the past few months, everyone had been preparing for the attack on the British mainland. Vast quantities of military supplies had been transported to the front, while the manpower losses suffered by the various army corps in the earlier war had been replenished, and their units had completed their integration. At the same time, large amounts of weapons and equipment had been supplied, restoring every army corps' combat strength to its peak.

Certainly, the Imperial Army's four army corps and the Marine Corps' five divisions totaled only 1.1 million men, merely a quarter of the British mainland army's strength. But in terms of combat power, they could not be mentioned in the same breath. The German Army, armed to the teeth and high in morale, should have little difficulty defeating the poorly equipped, dispirited British Army.

After all, in modern warfare, although numerical superiority remained an indispensable factor in victory, its role was no longer as important as before. Technological development and innovations in weaponry had steadily reduced the importance of manpower superiority in determining the outcome of war. The several million British soldiers would be utterly vulnerable before the well-trained German Army. As long as a small portion of their elite