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Chapter 282: Prairie Wolf (4)
Zhang Yu seems to be still waiting for an opportunity. For him, once this opportunity arises, the prairie wolf will definitely turn things around.If this opportunity does not arise, all the cavalry in my hands will be killed. Although I have deployed four divisions of infantry and one artillery regiment in the southern area of ​​Kulun, the Mongolian grassland in Yimapingchuan should be dominated by cavalry. Whether the infantry can stop this powerful Cossack cavalry is still unknown.

Zhang Yu turned around, and the prairie wolves behind him were still lined up neatly. The [-] black cavalry and black horses didn't even make a sound. Thinking about something.

The situation on the battlefields on the left and right wings was similar, and both sides were almost in a state of fierce confrontation. On the main battlefield in the middle, a cavalry detachment led by Wen Kui had just wiped out three carbine battalions, and then quickly returned to the main battlefield. The situation was greatly reversed. The main cavalry of the Russian army, which had lost its fire cover, was like an eagle without its wings. Facing the fierce sabers of the cavalry division under Wen Kui's command, they had to temporarily use their superiority in numbers to support them.At this time, on the entire battlefield, artillery can no longer play its role. Only the Mongolian saber and bow can play the leading role in close combat. It was getting smaller and smaller, only the shocking shouts of killing covered the entire grassland.

Undoubtedly, this was an unprecedented and fierce battle. Some rushed, some blocked, and they went back and forth. The dust was stirred up layer by layer, and the chaotic horseshoes trampled the weeds and bushes to the ground.Yu Xiang's cavalry brigade entered the battlefield first, and now they have been fighting continuously for more than three hours. Both mentally and physically, they have reached their limit. If this continues, they will most likely be wiped out by the Russian army.Li Muzhuo's Khalkha cavalry was also fighting with the 79th Cavalry Division. With the bloody nature of the prairie man, he fought an even match with the 79th Division, which was twice as large as himself.

On the central battlefield, Wen Kui's cavalry division has less than 4000 soldiers left. Under the division and siege of the main force of the Russian army, it is no longer possible to maintain a complete shock formation. One team here, one regiment there, still gritted their teeth For the final battle.This kind of battle is neither for victory nor for breaking out of the siege, but is dominated by a very simple desire, that is, to kill one or more enemies before they fall. The spirit of "give me death" has been brought to the extreme at this time.Although Wen Kui was over forty years old, he was still very brave, and he was born with an unyielding temperament. At this time, he had already joined the battle group in person, and had five deep cuts on his shoulders and chest. Kouzi, the blood had already solidified at this time, and the saber in his hand was rolled into a twisted shape, and he could dismount the enemy with a single blow with his extraordinary physical strength.He knew that the battle on the two wings would be affected by the central battlefield. If his cavalry could not withstand the main force of the Cossack cavalry, the Chinese army would be defeated in an instant. Therefore, he and his more than 3000 brothers gritted their teeth Stiff.However, even the powerful Cossack cavalry was killed by the Mongols who were not afraid of death and suffered heavy losses. The original main force of more than 3 people now has less than 2 people left. If this continues, what will be the final result of the battle? It's still hard to predict.

The spearmen of the Russian army were attacked several times by the Mongolian cavalry, and now there are not many left, and the 50 rounds of bullets equipped by each person are almost exhausted. His saber was their last weapon.Facing the impact of the Mongols, the Russian army also saluted their opponents with the unique swords of the Cossack cavalry. The Russians also displayed their natural ferocity and fought with the Mongols.

Inhaling and exhaling, the young general Zhang Yu tried to calm his tense nerves with deep breaths.The biting Siberian wind was blowing more and more fiercely, and it hurt his face, but the atmosphere on the battlefield was heating up.The five-clawed golden dragon flag was swayed by the wind, fell down, and was immediately erected again.Zhang Yu felt a sharp pain in his palm, and when he came back to his senses, it turned out that his nails had pierced his flesh.

Wenkui's cavalry division has been surrounded layer by layer by the Russian army. The Russian army is using wolf pack tactics to dismember Wenkui's soldiers step by step by blocking, chasing, encircling, and cutting.The Mongolian cavalry division, with only more than 2000 people left, is still fighting to the death, but the formation of this cavalry is completely scattered. The center of the team has been broken by the enemy, and the two wings have begun to show signs of collapse.Moreover, the encirclement of the Russian army is rapidly shrinking, and it seems that more than 2000 people will also fall on this vast Kulun grassland.

Zhang Yu's brows were constantly twitching, and from time to time there were gunshots, shouts of killing, and screams from the battlefield ahead. Lao Gao's severed arm was still holding the saber tightly in his hand!

"Marshal, let's attack!"

Zhang Yu turned around, and Naenze was right behind him.At this moment, Nuenze had a stern expression, and his whole body exuded a strong fighting spirit. If he was a bomb, he would be ignited at this moment.Before receiving the order, the prairie wolf soldiers in the back still maintained their usual strict military appearance, and even the horses they were sitting on didn't move. They had been left here for several hours.From the beginning of the battlefield to the present, Zhang Yu has not let them go into battle. Everyone's face is as blue as iron, but the blood in their veins is not boiling for a moment when they hear the gunshots.Naenze stepped forward to challenge several times, but each time he was repelled by Zhang Yu's stern words.

Naenze could only watch the Mongolian cavalrymen riding from his side to the battlefield.The soldiers who were observing the battle situation on the side became more and more excited. He suddenly tore off his robe and tightened his belt. At this time, his voice was firm and loud: "General, give your order! I am willing to remonstrate with death." After that, Na Enze crossed the heavy knife across his neck, and with a loud clang, a battle knife was crossed across the stab to support the heavy knife. Zhang Yu's face was pale, and his lips were purple.

"Bastard! As a general, he will die at every turn, how can he lead the army to fight!" Zhang Yu was so angry that his hands and feet were cold, and his whole body was shaking.

Naenze had never seen Zhang Yu lose his temper like this before, he lost all vigor immediately, lowered his head and gasped for breath, without saying a word.

After a while, Zhang Yu suddenly said lightly: "Naenze, get ready to fight!"

Naenze looked at Zhang Yu suspiciously, threw his head to the side, and said angrily, "I won't go! As you said, as a soldier, you must obey orders at all times. If you don't receive orders from the general, I just won't fight!"

Zhang Yu knew that he was angry, instead of being angry, he was happy, and then his face sank: "I want an order, okay. Nuenze obeys the order, and I order you to lead the prairie wolves to attack the Russian army quickly. If you can't defeat them, don't fight!" Come back and see me!"

Na Enze stared at Zhang Yuzu for half a minute before he said dully, "General, are you telling the truth or are you joking?"

"Bastard! Are there any jokes before the army, Nuenze, are you going to accept the order?"

"The last general has an order!" Nuenze couldn't hide his excitement anymore, turned his horse's head and raised the heavy knife in his hand, and shouted at the five thousand prairie wolf soldiers: "Brothers, it's time to kill the enemy and serve the country , Draw out your sabers and follow me to the battlefield!"

"Fire" the prairie wolves responded in unison, and the voice was particularly loud on the vast Kulun grassland.

(End of this chapter)