"Commander-in-Chief, enemy offensives are becoming sparse."
"How could they have the strength to attack after starving all winter? Good, just a bit more. If we hold out just a bit longer here, a chance for counterattack will come."
Equipped with sublime patience, he stubbornly focused only on defense all winter, no matter what those rear politician bastards said.
And when spring arrived.
"General Pétain, we will recapture the Marne within two weeks and turn our forces to Amiens."
"...The attrition battle from two years ago will seem like child's play."
"I don't care how many die. Before this year ends, we will drive them out of France."
Pushing ahead with the offensive despite all sorts of excuses about not being ready yet.
Ferdinand Foch, transformed into an obstinate commander with iron will.
He had to change, having vividly experienced the results of leaving the war in others' hands for the past 4 years.