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I Became a Plutocrat in World War I: Starting with Saving France - Chapter 10 These Damned Liars
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In September, the temperature in France dropped to eight degrees, quite chilly.
Von Kluck, commander of the German First Army Group, hid in the grass, observing the town of Davaz across the Marne River shrouded in morning fog through his binoculars.
As he expected, the French soldiers were indeed building defensive fortifications along the river, and the only bridge nearby had been reinforced: a few machine guns were placed at the bridgehead, two layers of trenches were co ...
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