"Hey, Nikita, you lazy bone, you're pushing hard? Don't you see my horses slipping? The sergeant sitting on the gun carriage shouted at the old soldier who bowed his head and pushed the cart, but the ice on the river was smooth as a mirror by the troops in front, and the heavy gun carriage slipped when it went up, but fortunately the ice was thick enough, and the large wheels were tied with straw ropes, and they could barely move forward. Those infantrymen carried bags of dry food like lifebuoys and long Suesnagan rifles, and one by one they smiled and watched the artillerymen who were usually a head taller than them being embarrassed on the ice, and walked lightly across the ice of the Daling River, rushing towards the direction of Liaodong.

"Sir, our cavalry reconnaissance has found signs of a large-scale troop movement in the vicinity, but there is no trace of the other party."

"Little Nose can't get here yet, they all landed from Chao Xian, and they should be trapped in Jinzhou City. Is this the damn ambush of ours? God, waiting for His Royal Highness the Duke to write back to you is driving me crazy. General Fock, who is of Germanic descent, combed his mustache and complained, "It's really strange that a high-ranking commander who is in charge of himself should not let his own deployment know, and it is a maddening thing to know that ten days of hard work have been in vain." ”

"Well, will it be the army of the Qing people."

"Hah, Qing people? How do they have an army. Those pigtails with big pigtails, if you call them an army, I think two machine guns will be ready to defend against them. Fokker didn't believe that the Qing army dared to attack him at all, and in fact, until he died, he always thought that he had been attacked by a shameful little nose.

"Whoosh, whoosh" A few sharp whistles suddenly crossed the sky, and the Russian troops on the river and on both sides of the river who were queuing up to cross the river looked at the sky as if petrified, and even experienced veterans did not immediately realize that they were being targeted by artillery clusters. The explosion of cannonballs, the cracking of ice, and the neighing of people surrounded by ice and fire turned the environment from utter silence to noise.

"Enemy attack!" The marching Russian army was like a snake stuck in its body, twisting its body frantically, making the whole formation extremely scattered, and at the same time as the shells landed, an artillery team mirror was quietly poking its head out in the snow nest not far away, and with a wave of its right hand behind it, several demolition engineers pressed the button in unison. The earth-shattering explosion plunged the entire team into extreme chaos.

Under the baptism of dozens of directional mines and explosives packages, the Russian army has fallen into a state of madness, full of panicked crowds like ant nests doused with boiling water, the dead and wounded are trampled by countless big feet and cannot see their original appearance at all, and the snow-white ice field is full of dark red and jet-black flesh and bones, dotted on the black earth that has been opened by bombing points and shells. But their suffering is not over. With a dull loud noise upstream, the Da Ling River under his feet also came to life, and the upstream flowing water was mixed with huge ice cubes to form the early Ling Xun, and in an instant the river was filled with rumbling ice cubes, and the people and horses who fell into the water couldn't turn up the waves at all, and they were squeezed and kneaded into meat by large pieces of ice. The sound of broken bones was completely hidden in the flow of the glacier, and the Russian troops on both sides of the river no longer knew how to rescue their comrades, and as a result, the Russian troops, who still had hope of survival on the edge, sank to the bottom of the river in despair or were carried into the Bohai Bay by screaming under the eyes of their comrades.

Although the first wave of artillery fire was completely unexpected by the Russians, the centipede died without stiffening, a vanguard regiment and an infantry regiment were left on the east bank, and the remaining two infantry regiments and a Cossack cavalry battalion on the west bank were lost, but the degree of attrition was different, the biggest attrition was due to the command and logistics organs of the 4th Division, which was attacked by artillery fire just when it was their turn to cross the river (in fact, it was because the artillery observers found that there were more big fish in this group, so they decided to open fire). And one of the escorted regiments also suffered heavy casualties, and the direct attrition was more than 25%.

Although the casualties of 1,000 or so grey animals were not enough to be painful, the chaos caused was not something that could be calmed down in a moment. In particular, General Fokker had already crossed the river ahead of time and was with the Vanguard Regiment. And his division headquarters, artillery, and logistics troops were all left behind, and they were now divided into two sections by the fierce Daling River.

"All calm down, all on the spot." General Fokker waved his command knife and shouted loudly, grabbed the herald beside him and shouted, "Quick, tell the other side with the flag, the artillery will be deployed on the spot, and the fire will be returned." The infantry withdrew from the river bank and spread out in formation to the sides, protecting the two wings. The cavalry units extended the cordon and searched for traces of the enemy. The vanguard regiment immediately marched north, formed a pursuit formation, and searched for advance. Your regiment then followed up and told the other side to move north along the river as soon as possible if there was no enemy infantry attack, and to find a suitable place to cross the river. ”

Although the Russian troops, who were gray cattle, panicked for a while, as the intensity of the shelling decreased, they gradually integrated their teams and began to act according to the instructions of their superiors. After a period of busy work, the artillery has spread out its position and began to shell to the north, determining the position of the opponent's artillery by means of test firing.

"In the end, it's the army of the great powers, and it's not slow to react." Wu Luzhen put down the binoculars and gave the artillery battalion commander an order: "Pack up your belongings and withdraw!" "The artillery has long improved the German howitzers and field guns, and the auxiliary wheels are installed on the large frame, and the two groups of soldiers work together to quickly put away the hoe of the cannon, close the gun carriage, hang it on the rear of the cart, and quickly leave the gun position. The nearest bombing point to them was also five hundred meters away, and the range of the cannon that was purely bullying the opponent was too close.

The 1st Infantry Battalion had already converted the artillery positions and the surrounding ridges and ditches into improvised blocking positions, the sappers were laying mines and barbed wire, and the soldiers of the Boat Bridge Brigade and the Water Supply Brigade had cut down 100 large trees to strengthen and conceal the machine-gun firing points. The artillery battalion and the 3rd Infantry Battalion are evacuating their positions in an orderly manner, and they will be deployed on the wooded growth line two kilometers away, serving as a receiving position, waiting for the comrades of the 1st Battalion.

"Stop shooting, bunch of. The other party's artillery has long since disappeared, you idiot is still carrying cannonballs, you like cannonballs so much, you can march with them on your back. Damn livestock. The battalion commander of the Lao Maozi artillery battalion found that the opponent's artillery had fallen silent, and only his own artillery was bigger and more cheerful, and the infantry was happy to hear it, but unfortunately according to his experience, most of these shells were turned over to the Qing Dynasty, and the opponent's German artillery was longer than his own firing range, and the opposing artillery commander was also cautious, not caring about the accuracy of the artillery at all, but using the advantage of range to shoot at a distance. The commander of the artillery battalion, who understood it, quickly stopped the gleeful waste of shells by his subordinates.

"Hurry up and move your big butts, these animals, the other party has run away, don't chase anyone today, don't think about potato beet soup." The infantry regiment left on the west bank, under the command of Commander Lao Maozi, began to pursue the looming enemy infantry, but did not notice that the other side only had 100 people, and all of them were empty-handed infantry. These white-cloaked troops are running quickly, not caring about the long-range shooting of Lao Maozi's infantry, if they are still hit by more than a thousand meters, they can only tell their fortunes.

Suddenly, these soldiers disappeared on the horizon, and the commander of the old Maozi knew that it was a ditch, but they chased for a long time and did not find the other party coming up, and the steaming Maozi soldiers who were waiting for the run rushed to the place, only to find that it was a dry ditch, in which there was no trace of any ambush except for the trampled dirty residual snow and horseshoe prints.

The sharp-eyed soldiers spotted more than a hundred cavalrymen in white cloaks and black uniforms on the side of the mountain in the distance whistling and circling in circles, as if laughing at them. Although he was full of righteous indignation, Lao Maozi was not a stick full of muscles in his head, and no matter how long his two hairy legs were, he couldn't compare his endurance with Japan's Yanma. The commander of the infantry regiment sent back to summon the Cossack cavalry battalion to pursue him, while the infantry, according to General Fock's strategy, two regiments of artillery and baggage troops marched along the river, ready to find the surface of the river that had not been blown up and to join the advance on the east bank.

"It's a Cossack." The cavalry team, which was retreating into the woods on a group of old military horses provided by the Japanese, spotted the Maozi cavalry in pursuit. "Guys, treat these old hairy men well."

"Okay." "Please." "No problem." Some of the cavalry are Mongols, and they are bullied by Lao Maozi on weekdays, even the Han people have no good impression of Lao Maozi, and they can trap these brute bears, and they always like to run to the big thing.

The cavalry seldom fiddled with news and ambushes, but the things they arranged in the woods were much more indestructive. In addition to tripping mines and directional mines that can also be used on flat ground, there is also a kind of thin steel wire smeared with anti-rust engine oil, which is nailed to the tree with two pre-bolted iron nails at a height of 1.8 to 1.9 meters between two trees, and the excess steel wire is wound, and a tight steel wire life-killing lock is arranged, the height is almost the throat of the cavalry, and the steel wire smeared with dark blue by the oil is almost invisible in the woods. With the jumping thunder on the ground and the four-corner nails scattered casually, it was enough for the Cossacks to drink a pot.

In fact, after a Cossack battalion was ambushed in more than 20 places in a row in the woods, the cavalry said that they would not pursue anything, and there were not many killed, but the soldiers of a company were not lightly wounded on the ground, and 30 percent of the attrition did not even see the enemy's hair, which made the Cossacks feel a chill to the bones for the first time, and they finally understood the meaning of the ancient Chinese saying, "Do not enter the forest".

When the infantry caught up, the cavalry also completely lost their trace, the chasing cavalry and infantry regiments were gray and merged with the baggage artillery, a group of sleepy Mao Zi soldiers who could not raise their heads, camped in the field, the thin tents could not block the cold wind of February, and when they got up in the morning, they found that there was almost a company of frostbitten soldiers, and almost all the wounded soldiers who had bled too much before were frozen to death in the middle of the night. When Lao Maozi went on the road one by one with a big snot, his morale was already low and it was difficult to cheer up. In fact, even the officers wanted to find their own vanguard regiment and division commander General Fokker first.

But a grenadier made the Russian army, which had just picked up its rice bowl, jump for a while, and most of the soldiers' breakfast was ruined. The attackers were still dressed in white cloaks and black uniforms, as if they were the clothes of Japan's elite divisions. The old Maozi who came and went didn't even have a chance to enjoy lunch, and the Maozi officer, who was bored by the stabbing, asked an infantry regiment to pursue the enemy with the Cossacks who had been defeated yesterday. The remaining regiment protected the artillery and baggage, and slowly continued its march along the river.

They will soon have to pay the price for dividing their troops before the battle, but they also have gained, that is, they have learned another old Chinese saying, "It is better to cut off one finger than to hurt ten fingers", and what the old Maozi officers learned can be enough to make the Germans on the Eastern Front pay a heavy tuition fee in the future, in a sense, the account of the new army of Wuyi will make the Germans pay the bill in the future.