Chapter 3: Severed Dreams
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"You told me the French would surrender, but they didn't. How's that possible, Moltke?!" hissed the Kaiser.
"Your Majesty, I don't know what to say. The Schlieffen Plan worked, that's beyond any doubt. We thought they would surrender, it... it makes no military sense at all for them to continue fighting!"
"You thought, you thought! You should have known the French are irrational, stubborn, revanchist and outright crazy bunch of megalomaniacs! Why am I surrounded with people who are utterly unable to see the bigger picture?!" he ranted. "And then there is that blasted little country in the North. You told me it would be overrun in a day or two, but so far it seems it could just as well be a year or two. How do you explain that?!"
Helmut von Moltke swallowed. "I must admit the Danish resistance surprised us a bit. But we're working on bringing the operation to a swift end."
"You better be! Otherwise I am going to demote you to a captain and send you to Macedonia to gather more experience in fighting tiny little countries!"
The Kaiser exhaled slowly and collapsed in a chair. "I've promised the German people that our brave soldiers would be home by Christmas - last year. I look like a fool now. I don't like looking like a fool, do you understand me, Moltke?"
Moltke nodded silently.
"Now get out of my sight."
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After months of embarrassing failures to bring the Serbs to their knees, Austria-Hungary finally asks for German assistance. Germany needs to secure the southern flank in the Balkans, so it pulls the 6th Army from the West and sends it to Voivodina to reinforce the Austro-Hungarian armies. The recently formed nucleus of what is to be the 10th Army is also redeployed there from Poland. After weeks of bitter fighting, the Germans finally manage to occupy Belgrade and force the Serbs to call a general retreat.
As German forces weaken on the Western front, the French are getting stronger again. Hundreds of thousands of men are conscripted in the colonies and shipped to France. Many have no idea whom are they supposed to fight or why, but they will prove to be brave and fierce warriors in the coming months.
Meanwhile, Italy conspires against the Central Powers. Although formerly being a member of the Triple Alliance, when the war erupted it declared its neutrality. It was just a pose, however. The Italian policy was known as
sacro egoismo - sacred self-interest. Italy won't fight in self-defence or in the name of high ideals; it will join the side that will offer it the most. The Entente is desperate to lure Italy into its camp and so it promises large territorial gains at the expense of Austria-Hungary if Italy helps it to win the war.
While Italy plots, German reputation rots in the state of Denmark. Germany politely asked (some would say shamelessly bullied) Denmark to close the entrances to the Baltic see to the Entente ships, fearing a possible British or Russian raid against the Baltic coast. Denmark refused pointing to its neutrality. Germany then announced it would send military mission to Denmark to "guard" its neutrality against a possible Entente invasion.
The problem was, Denmark didn't just grin and bear it - it chose to fight and it was soon obvious how inadequate the German forces sent to secure the country were. The Danes mined the coastal waters thus preventing the Germans from taking advantage of their naval superiority, and in many small-scale skirmishes they gave the Germans a bloody nose. They even managed to temporarily cut off the German forces in Jutland.
And that's not the least of German problems. In May, 1915, the British launch a daring raid against Ghent and Antwerp. The alarmed Germans quickly dispatch cavalry units from France to deal with the incursion. It's becoming painfully obvious the coastal defence isn't just inadequate, it's almost non-existent. That enables the British to cause all sorts of mischief wherever they choose to.
It comes as no surprise that when the Danes ask the Entente for help, they quickly get it: three divisions led by General Allenby make a landing in Aalborg. That's the last straw for the Germans, who now pull the whole 4th Army off the Western front and send it do Denmark. It's an overkill and it will weaken the forces in France considerably, but Germany can't allow the British to establish a permanent presence in Denmark.
Germany's manpower situation is further worsened by the general staff's decision to mobilize another eight garrison divisions for coastal defence duty.
They will not be available in time to prevent a massive British landing in Brittany. Churchill's plan involves landing 28 divisions in the peninsula, the subsequent capture of Brest to ensure a steady flow of supplies to the bridgehead, later followed by a push towards Paris. Germany is caught completely by surprise by the scale of the operation. Von Moltke suffers a stroke when he learns about the invasion and later dies in hospital.
The landing roughly coincides with a major Russian offensive in the East. The Russian bear awakens from its sleep and tears through Austro-Hungarian armies in Galicia. Mighty Austrian fortresses in Lemberg (Lvov) and Przemyśl fall and the Russians are pose to invasion of Hungary and Transylvania. Panic and fear grips the country...
... especially after Italy stabs the Central Powers in the back and joins the war on the side of the Entente.