One by one, the news came, and in the small city of Mokrane, the brigade commander Felippowitz listened to the news from the front one after another, and his mood was extremely sad. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The cavalry regiment, surrounded and annihilated, the armored train, destroyed, the armored battalion, all killed.

In his hands, there are still two cavalry regiments in reserve, but now, the situation is very clear, even if he sends these cavalry regiments, he can only send them to death.

What to do?

The middle route had already been conquered by the Germans, and now the Germans had passed through the wooded area and were coming straight to Mokla, so the defensive forces placed on the northern and southern fronts were useless.

"Withdraw the 19th Cavalry Regiment and the 84th Battalion and the 7th Machine Gun Battalion of the 7th Infantry Regiment to Moklalai!" Felippowitz said: "Now, we are going to live and die with the city in Mokla. ”

The middle was broken through, and the defense of the north and south roads lost its value, and now, the only thing he could do was to fight street battles in Mokla, delay the German attack as much as possible, and wait for reinforcements.

If not, then die here.

Street fighting has always been a meat grinder-like battlefield, and the defenders can rely on the terrain to continuously destroy the enemy, kill and injure the enemy's living force, and finally let the opponent have to give up because of excessive casualties.

In World War II, there were too many such scenes, Leningrad and Stalingrad, are the most common examples.

It's just that Felippowitz didn't know that his order made his subordinates suffer even more losses.

The order to withdraw to the defense of Mokra soon reached the defense area of the 19th Cavalry Regiment, and after receiving the order, the commander of the cavalry regiment, without hesitation, immediately stepped on his horse.

"Back to defense, back to Mokla." The captain shouted loudly.

Hundreds of young men, stepping on their horses, in the woods, they were very angry, they listened to the gunfire on the central defense line, the cannon was loud, but they could not help, they had their own task, which was to guard this place.

Now, after waiting for a long time, they did not fire a single shot, but they received an order to retreat.

A soldier takes obedience to orders as his duty. So, the riders of the cavalry regiment mounted their horses and prepared to return to the city.

For the cavalry, many people have a misunderstanding, watching the cavalry riding war horses, heroic, in fact, it was just the time of battle.

In peacetime, the cavalry is reluctant to ride their own war horses, every horse is their treasure, in peacetime, when the cavalry is transferred, they are led by the horse on foot, so that the horse can always maintain enough strength to deal with various situations.

But now, the situation was urgent, and they had to return to Mokra at once, so everyone got on their horses, and in the woods, they began to go east.

The horses' hooves trampled on the dead branches, and the hearts of every Polish soldier were very panicked, and they couldn't say why they came.

Over the years, the Polish soldiers have not suffered a loss, and just last year, they took a bite of meat from the Czechs, so they were very proud, and now, they have been abused.

The Poles were very wounded, they could defeat even the woolly bears, but they could not find dignity in a country that was defeated in the First World War!

Damn, it's so damn!

Riding on horseback, the Polish soldiers were in a heavy mood, and in front, the woods were becoming more and more sparse, and in front, suddenly opened up.

It was already out of the woods, the small city was in front of him, and the cavalry was fast and horseback, and it would take ten minutes to arrive.

What do you do when you're in a bad mood? Some people will drink, some will go to karaoke, some will go to find a girl who has lost their feet to vent, and some will run wild.

If there are no horses, they will run wild in the playground, and if they have horses, they will ride wild on horses.

The current Polish cavalry, like this, faced the fierce wind, tossed on the back of the horse, this is their way of venting, and even they did not hesitate to wave the whip twice to make the horse run faster.

However, at this moment, suddenly, a rumbling sound was heard in the distance.

What's going on? The galloping cavalrymen slowly turned their heads, looking behind them, looking around.

When, when did tanks actually appear here?

All around, there are tanks, although there are not many of them, a tank at intervals of tens of meters or even hundreds of meters, but these tanks are a perfect encirclement!

Oops, surrounded!

Sitting in his own tank, Wittmann was delighted.

When he broke through the armored battalion of the Poles and was about to take advantage of the victory to attack Mokla, the armored company he was in received an order from the regiment commander to run all the way north to this side to set up an ambush circle.

At the time, he was resistant, he wanted to be the first tanker to attack Mokla, but now, when he saw the Polish cavalry leaping out of the woods, he was excited.

The woods are the natural enemies of the tanks, the tanks are in the woods, and they are easy to be approached by the cavalry, even if they throw a Molotov cocktail, it will make the tankers disgraced, and now, the cavalry who came out of the woods, in the field, there is no second way except death!

The regiment commander, or the division commander, is really far-sighted.

Wittmann knew that as a tankman, he himself was competent, but as a commander, he still had a long way to go, he had to judge the enemy's situation, he had to be able to analyze the battle situation, and he had to arrange his pockets in advance, and there was a lot of knowledge in this, which he still needed to learn and summarize.

Now, of course, the armored company he was in surrounded a regiment of Polish cavalry, and below, there was a one-sided slaughter.

"Fire!" The company commander's order came over the radio. The company commander, Heinz Klin, was also quite excited at this time, as soon as they arranged the encirclement, the Polish cavalry came out, and now, surrounding the Polish cavalry is a good opportunity to gather and annihilate.

Machine guns were firing wildly on the tanks.

The Panther 3 tank has two machine guns, at the right end of the hull in front, there is a machine gun, which is for the radioman, which is a 7.92 mm machine gun, and on the turret, in the position of coaxial rotation with the tank gun, there is also a 7.92 mm machine gun, both MG34 machine guns.

At the same time, there are three MP38 submachine guns in the body, so when needed, the tank crew of five people, all of them are bursting fire, and the machine guns on the hull are also easy to disassemble.

Now, drilling inside your own tank, you don't need to start the tank gun, two machine guns, and throw a rain of bullets at the Polish cavalry on the opposite side!

Along the way, the consumption is too much, and even half of the shells have been knocked out, so the tank shells must be spared, for the cavalry without any armor protection, as long as the machine gun, they can be cleaned up!

Throughout the field, only tank machine guns were roaring.