"More reinforcements are here!"
The Belgian soldiers shouted excitedly, leaving the French Army across from them dumbfounded.
"More!?"
"Heh heh heh! You're surrounded now, Frenchies!"
The Belgian soldiers, who had been terribly downcast that morning, were now growing more and more brazen.
"Damn Belgian castrated roosters! The warriors of France will never surrender!"
"Frogs! Frogs, don't you dare retreat! Frogs!"
The Belgians and the French looked down on each other. The latter thought the former's accents sounded strange, like those of castrated roosters.
The former, in turn, thought the latter ate everything and were as disgusting as frogs.
Belgium had a classic joke: France was so perfect that God created the French.
The Belgian messengers kept running back and forth behind the ranks, shouting, "Reinforcements are here! More reinforcements are here!"
This bolstered the Belgian Army's morale while undermining that of the French Army.
Normally, in wars between nations, it was difficult to directly affect the enemy through language.
But the Belgians in Wallonia were deeply influenced by French culture, and almost all of them spoke French.
As soon as Leopold I learned that reinforcements had arrived, he sent everyone around him off to spread the news across the battlefield.
He probably hadn't even imagined how badly this would damage French morale.
Oudinot's tactics had already inflicted terrible casualties on his own troops. Imagine how the men on the front lines felt after fighting all morning, exhausted from the slaughter, only to be told that the enemy had received reinforcements.
They wanted to retreat, but their own military police had arrived too. The soldiers could only grit their teeth and fight the Belgians.
Yet another bloody battle followed, and their casualties kept mounting. Then, at that very moment, the enemy received more reinforcements.
Before the battle, French soldiers had heard