Chapter 461: The Battle for Warsaw (17)

Beginning at 4:30 a.m., the decisive battle between the German and Soviet armies at Lazimin had lasted for more than ten hours. Under the powerful artillery fire and hundreds of tanks, the casualties on both sides were uncountable, and the entire battlefield was already in chaos.

At noon, the two armies were intertwined on the battlefield for dozens of kilometers, you have me, I have you, dogs and teeth are intertwined, and the sound of tearing and killing is endless.

Ivanov's 220th Division of the 14th Far Eastern Army marched from the Narev River in Nepolente and attacked on the flank of Razimin, and as soon as it entered the perimeter of Wilhelm Loeb's headquarters, it was immediately surrounded and cut by the 74th Division of the German 10th Army.

After a burst of heavy artillery fire, the 220th Division knew that something was wrong and hurriedly retreated, but the German 114th Infantry Division, which had already taken precautions, had already surrounded the place. Although some of the remnants of the Soviet army broke out of the encirclement, the extremely fast Type 4 tanks caught up with another burst of crushing and shelling, and the Soviet 220th Division had lost eight or nine out of ten.

At this time, the Soviet 221st Division launched an assault from the small town of Vovomin to the forward positions of the German troops deployed in the Charna area, and it was not smooth. Because of the defeat on the main battlefield, the attack and reinforcements of the 221st Division were like a drop in the bucket. Division commander Mavarkhov hastily changed the direction of the attack and penetrated directly into the right flank of William Loeb's command, trying to redeem the defeat on the main battlefield with such a side.

When the Soviet 221st Division attacked the water network area southwest of Lazmin, it happened to encounter a 128-mm K43 heavy artillery division set up here in advance by Hoffman.

The Su 221st Division ran into walls on all sides, suffered heavy casualties, and had no choice but to turn around and flee in the face of the German light battalion that was waiting for work. Fortunately, the German light battalion did not dare to leave the heavy artillery division and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, otherwise the 221st Division could only be forced to compress into the city of Warsaw.

At this time, the SK·18 cannon, which the Germans usually disliked, became a merit cannon, which not only blocked the advance of the Soviet IS-4 tanks, but also blocked the Soviet frontal cavalry at the front of the German position, and created an excellent attack opportunity for the 150mm cannon heavy artillery of the German infantry division and armored division.

Under the heavy blow of the German 150mm cannon heavy artillery, more than half of the cavalry of the Soviet Northwest Front Cavalry Corps were killed and wounded, but fortunately, the 220th Division of the 14th Army of the Soviet Far East acted as a substitute in time, which avoided the danger of annihilation.

Nikonovich witnessed this thrilling scene at the front-line command post, and his heart ached to death, but the arrow was off the string, and he could only let his subordinates resign themselves to fate.

Since seven o'clock in the morning, Tukhachevsky has been observing the situation on the entire battlefield with a telescope. For such a big battle, he had experienced it in World War I, and although so many years had passed, many of the past events were still fresh in his memory, just because the weapons at that time were not as sophisticated as they are now, and the casualty rate was not so amazing.

The operational staff officers of the command advised him to take a break, but Tukhachevsky's nerves seemed to have become numb and unusually stubborn, he could not listen to anyone, and often lost his temper at everyone for no apparent reason.

At this moment, the commander-in-chief of the Southwestern Front, Dadenov, was also desperate, and his 12th and 15th divisions were tasked with the main attack on the Radzimind army, but until the afternoon, the battlefield was still in a stalemate.

Because of the fierce fighting, many of the attacking troops had lost contact with the command one after another, but the constant artillery fire and dense gunfire on the front line seemed to prove that all the soldiers were still fighting bloody.

Tukhachevsky devoted almost all his life to this decisive battle, although there was still a considerable part of the armed forces of the Western Front stationed in the northwest of Warsaw, but at this time it was also engaged in a desperate decisive battle with the German 14th Army and the 15th Army, and if these two directions were lost at the same time, the loss of the whole of Warsaw would be a foregone conclusion.

In contrast, the Germans were not much better, in the first wave of artillery fire, the Lazimin forward position was almost scorched by the Soviet 122 heavy artillery, and then, after the Soviet cavalry units broke through the ring of fortifications, penetrated deep into the German depths and carried out several fierce attacks on the German infantry.

The German 11th Army used five infantry divisions to launch more than a dozen counter-charges against the Soviet army from the main position, but they were all desperately resisted by two divisions of Dardnov.

When the remnants of the sun were about to set in the west, the battle slowly became rationalized, the Soviets fought and retreated, and the Germans were also fighting under artillery fire to find the remnants of their troops.

After a day of fierce fighting, the troops were exhausted, if not killed, then exhausted to death. While redeploying the defensive positions, Tukhachevsky ordered the various units to count the casualties, and took the initiative to send people to contact the German commanders Hoffmann, Wilhelm Loeb and Rommel, negotiate in the spirit of humanitarianism, and then send troops to clean up the battlefield and bury the fallen soldiers.

In a decisive battle, the two sides did not make the slightest progress on the territory, and the only gain was severe attrition, loss of life and money. Hoffman thought for a moment and agreed with Tuchevsky.

That night, soldiers on both sides began to clean up the battlefield without weapons.

At this moment, the second cavalry corps of the Northwest Front of the Soviet army did not go well in the eastward assault, after breaking out of the layers of encirclement of the German army, the troops had been heavily damaged, although it was not as tragic as the main battlefield of Razzimin, but the hard fighting experienced by the troops was also singing and crying.

The Second Army was constantly engaged, plus it was cloudy, and the sense of direction was not strong, and after losing all the direction instruments, they fought from Vovomin to Ture, and then inexplicably turned back, changed direction, and fought south to Gulakar.

In contrast, the Soviet 1st Cavalry Army, although it fought fiercely with the 3rd Regiment of the German 11th Army and the 2nd Regiment of the Polish Independence Army at Mokre, suffered relatively less serious casualties and could even be ignored.

When the main battlefield of Razimin was illuminated by the blood-stained sun, Stepan received a notification from Conrad at the same time. He looked at Conrad and saw that the person had no ill intentions, so he opened the note written by Sival himself.

Conrad had to keep gesturing to them because of the language barrier, and Stepan nodded as if he didn't understand, and then ran to Moclay Park with more than two hundred soldiers.

At this time, Werther and Sivari had not officially started drinking, but the two seemed to be very acquainted, and it was not until Stepan came over with his soldiers to clean up the battlefield and collect the bodies of the fallen soldiers that the two began to drink and eat slowly.

It was getting dark, but the two seemed to be talking. Schumacher had a fire lit on the grass to relieve the chill of the night and to provide them with limited lighting.

After cleaning up the bodies of the fallen soldiers, Stepan left a squad of soldiers a stone's throw from the place where Werther and Sivari were drinking, and returned to the camp with his troops.

"Your Excellency, I believe in your sincerity, but one of your battalions outside should also be able to be recovered, otherwise, my troops will not be able to sleep peacefully, do you say?" Siwari said.

"To tell you the truth, in order to guard against your Excellency's fierce tiger, I did send a battalion of troops at that time, but as long as I don't send any signal here, they won't make any moves, please rest assured." Witt said with a smile.