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The foggy swamp was quite quiet, except for the sound of paddling.

Although it is similar to daytime, everything around you is gray, and you can barely see anything from 2 meters away, and it is extremely difficult to even identify the direction.

So, even at the risk of being discovered by the Prussians, the soldiers of the Guards had to hold their oil lamps and torches aloft, barely able to identify the location of their allies.

"It's already 1/4 of 5, why do I feel like we're still spinning in circles?"

Gregory who held his pocket watch to a torch to see the time clearly. Orlov, against his younger brother Alexei. Orlov said.

"Don't worry, we're not in the wrong direction, but it's really too foggy today, and it may take more time to identify the exact direction, and the orientation identifier set yesterday is likely to be overlooked."

In appearance, Alexei was far less handsome than Gregory, but God was fair, and his head was worth more.

"Okay, right here, turn left 30 degrees and keep the current speed"

Alexei held a pocket watch in one hand and a compass in the other, and the wooden boat moved slower than a man walked, and the compass shook less violently.

"If everything goes well, we will be there in ten minutes"

"No, you ignored a problem my brother"

Grigory looked around with a frown.

"Even if we reach the shore, we will not see the Prussians, and in this fog I cannot even see the faces of the men sitting in the stern, and you tell me how you can see the Prussians?"

"yes, that's a big problem, maybe we can only tell the direction by sound"

Alexei stuck out his tongue.

"Oh well, then we'll miss the time for the sneak attack, and then the things we promised to Marshal Apleksin will all come to naught!"

Gregory angrily slapped the water.

"Be content, brother, if you had chosen to walk through the woods, the trouble would have been greater, and not even the sound could be heard far from the woods, and the swamp, though foggy, was low-lying and we would have heard the Prussians if they had opened fire on the hills. I don't think that even if we can successfully complete the sneak attack mission at night, the marshal will not do anything to us."

"Ha, I hope it's what you say."

Grigory scooped up a handful of cold water and rinsed his face.

"Whether we can build up merit depends on today's performance"

"Yes, brother, I hope the Lord will give us enough glory"

The brothers clasped hands tightly above their heads, as if to cheer each other on.

Phew—

"General, the fog in the woods is too great, please order to reduce the speed of the march, there are already many soldiers missing!"

"Don't worry, as long as we keep going south, we can always get out of this woodland"

The conversation between the two Prussian officers did not attract the attention of the surrounding soldiers.

The fog in the eastern forest was no thinner than in the swamps, and although it was only a few meters away, hundreds of soldiers in Prussian uniforms could be faintly seen.

Bang bang!

Bang bang!

Knock knock!

Knock knock knock!

The Russian army did not hesitate to bombard the slope of the hill with ammunition fire.

At first, even the feet of the Prussian army could not reach, but all of a sudden, some soldiers were shot in the head, and they fell in a pool of blood without even wailing, because the formation was so dense that even the two behind them were guilty.

At first, the Prussian officers thought that it was the result of the Russians stuffing more gunpowder into the barrel of the cannon without giving their lives, which often led to the explosion of the cannon, so they did not care at all, and all expected the Russians to be killed by their own artillery.

But unbelievably, one after another, soldiers were hit by shells. Although the bevel counteracts the rolling time of the shells, if you want to completely eliminate the number of soldiers injured, you have to retreat the entire formation.

"Your Excellency! The Russians don't know what means they used to get the artillery to hit so far, and our soldiers are being attritional, so I propose to immediately order the soldiers to go back 30 yards until the Russians run out of shells or attack! ”

A Prussian general said loudly to the coach Lewald.

"Absolutely not! The Russians will definitely attack while our troops are retreating, which will inevitably blow the high morale of the soldiers and even lead to the collapse of the entire front! No way! The Prussian servicemen must not take a step back! ”

At the same time, the Russian army was as excited as if it were watching the excitement.

"Hahaha, Lewald also has to pinch his nose and endure this lead egg!"

"But no, presumably the Prussian nobles have all been scared to pee haha!"

Several generals laughed heartily with their glasses raised.

"Hehe, but Lewald is clever enough to know we'll attack while they're retreating."

Russian Marshal Apleksin Jr. stroked his chin and sneered.

"Alright, the time is almost up, get ready to attack. Give each soldier a glass of vodka and get stronger! ”