On the banks of the Daobi River, nearly 10,000 remnants of the Cossack army took a short break in the dense forest, and the tired soldiers nestled behind the leeward trunks, not knowing what to chew in their mouths. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the distance, surprise soldiers chased hares and sika deer, and after the sound of gunfire, they slaughtered all the prey of the forest like locusts.

At this moment, the vanguard of this Cossack army has long lost its pride and arrogance, and the continuous tug-of-war has worn out everyone's patience, and their combat effectiveness is getting weaker and weaker after losing supplies.

Gogol and Fumanov didn't have any special treatment as commanders at the moment, the two of them sat by a bonfire, roasting pine nuts with two broken stone chips, the pine nuts were beeping on the hot sizzling stone slabs, and the two bearded division commanders were almost on top of each other, clumsily peeling pine nut shells.

Who would have thought that the dignified commander of the Cossack division would eat such a thing, isn't this the ration of a mouse? But now there is nothing to choose, and last night his men caught a few squirrels, and these two commanders roasted and ate them.

When people are the most hungry, their minds are often the clearest, and many times the brain circuits blocked by alcohol and meat are unblocked again, and all the weirdness of this war gradually emerges in front of you.

"Gogol...... Why did the defenders defending Vladivostok change their tactical style every day, and the coordination of the various units was very blunt......

"According to normal combat experience, even if this is a group of defenders, they are all complete recruits, they are just a group of farmers, after such a long time of fighting, they should also be new soldiers turned veterans, more and more experienced......

Listening to Fumanov's words, Gogol nodded "Yes, I also have this strange feeling, as if every day we are attacking against a completely new group of defenders......"

"Their daily cooperation is very rusty, but their physical strength has always been very strong, and there is no fatigue after a long battle......

"Then there is their clumsy marksmanship and panicked formation, if it weren't for the numerical advantage, I'm afraid the defense line would have made us smash countless times......"

Fumanov depressedly dug the soil with a bayonet, "And their artillery, it was too accurate, I didn't expect these thugs to have such powerful artillery, it's incredible......"

Gogol sighed, "What a bullshit volunteer army, that is the regular army of the Chinese people, this land is Xiao Letian sooner or later, now I believe it, this group of Chinese in the Austro-Prussian War was really not a joke, all the previous rumors are true......"

"Damn! After confronting the French, are you eyeing our Tsarist Russia again? It's too arrogant, His Majesty the Tsar will definitely punish him...... But why hasn't Fadeev come yet, is there something wrong with him too?"

"No, it's impossible, who can stop the main force of 30,000 Cossacks? Even if the Chinese regular army is powerful, but they are all dragged here, who can go north to block our main force? Don't worry......"

Just as the two were comforting and cheering each other, several guards came over with more than ten pounds of venison on their shoulders, "Sir, we hunted a deer, and we have venison to eat today...... It's a pity that there is no salt, what a pity!"

The two division commanders snatched the venison like a starving ghost reincarnated, put a bayonet on a skewer on the bonfire, and began to roast it slowly.

The sizzling oil flowers came out, the thick aroma of meat was extremely attractive, and the two couldn't wait for them all to be cooked, so they took out a knife and cut off a layer on the surface and stuffed it into their mouths.

The commanders of the first army are already hungry for this virtue, not to mention the other soldiers, in this rest camp, those who can eat two mouthfuls of barbecue meat are of the officer rank, and more soldiers eat a few bites of raw meat and even catch two mouthfuls of deer blood to drink.

While eating, Fumanov suddenly became emotional, he dropped the barbecue and stood up and paced back and forth with red eyes: "What the hell are we doing here? When did the Cossacks ever be so miserable?"

"Look at the abandoned camps in the north...... Where is the place where the Volunteers fired their first shots in the Far East, and now that we are trapped here, will God abandon us......"

As soon as Fumanov's words fell, he heard the sudden loud trumpets in the southwest and the sound of horses' hooves thundering. The sentinels on the periphery rushed up like crazy, "There is an enemy!" Chinese cavalry...... There are more than 2,000, prepare for war!"

"Damn!" Gogol jumped up in anger, "only more than 2,000 people dared to attack us, how much this looks down on us, prepare for war to eat this group of arrogant guys!"

Countless soldiers in the woods jumped on their horses with shouts, they drew their sabers and quickly organized into a charging front, and more than three thousand Cossacks began to assemble at the edge of the woods.

Just when the two military formations were more than a thousand meters apart, suddenly the Chinese team slowed down, and in the middle of the moment, a white flag fluttered, and two Chinese cavalrymen began to gallop away from their own team with a Cossack prisoner.

"Wait...... The enemy raised a white flag, and brought in one of our officers, who seemed to be a captain, let them in, and see what kind of medicine they had in their gourds!"

The fluttering white flag was getting closer and closer, and when it approached 200 meters, the Russian captain in the middle began to wave the white flag in his hand, "Don't shoot, I'm my own ......"

"I am the deputy company commander of the 3rd Division, 3rd Battalion and 1st Company, Captain Peter...... I brought the latest military order from Fadeyev! Don't shoot......"

There was a bang, and the Cossack formation was in an uproar, and everyone was stunned: "The commander of the regiment sent a military order, why was it taken hostage by Chinese, what happened......

Captain Peter's war horse rushed to the front, and at this moment he was already crying and tearful: "Quickly report to the division commander Gogol and Fumanov...... The main force of our army of 30,000 is on the island of Jiangxin in the Amur River...... Defeat ......"

"Woooooooooo......oo We lost, we did not rush across the Amur at all, and our army was defeated...... Commander of the Regimental Fargiev issued a surrender order...... We've lost completely, and you can't wait for reinforcements!"

Yes...... There was a panicked cry in the position, and then Gogol and Fumanov rushed up and shouted, "You fart, are you a traitor, how can we lose, I will kill you......"

Fumanov drew a knife and was about to cut someone, but the captain took out a blank piece of paper from his arms: "It's useless for you to hack me to death, this is a surrender order written by the general himself, you will know it as soon as you see it......"

"The Amur River has been opened, we are completely divided in the Far East, and there are no more reinforcements!"

"Why did you take the Amur River, why didn't you force your way across the Songhua River, what the hell is going on......" Gogol asked Fumanov loudly, stopping him.

"Where can we still go to Heilongjiang! Hunchun, the general of Ningguta of the Qing Dynasty, launched a mutiny, Heilongjiang is no longer Tepuxin's territory, these Chinese have chiseled all the ice surface of the ferry, and we can't get through......