Cossack cavalry major Nogrove stared at the slightly disturbed German infantry with a pair of slender eyes, and showed a satisfied smile, "It is at this time to raise your spears, wave your sabers, and let us slaughter this group of prey!" ”

Saying that, Nogrove was about to lead his team to attack the formation of the German infantry, but at this moment, the Cossacks on the periphery suddenly saw a puff of dust approaching this side in the distance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Major, someone seems to be coming this way!" The adjutant reminded Norgrove.

Nogrove was taken aback, but he was not in a hurry, he said: "Maybe the German cavalry rushed to the rescue, haha, this is just right, it is really a lack of challenge to always kill pigs and sheep, let this group of Germans see the bravery of our Cossacks, on horseback, the Cossacks are the most powerful!" ”

He pointed with his whip and said to his nephew Seryosha: "Go, little Seryosha, let your uncle see what you are capable of, and don't disgrace our family." ”

Young Seryosha was a lieutenant with freckles on his face and looked more like a child. is such a child, who has a lot of blood on his hands, and has killed a lot of Germans along the way, Seryosha has killed a lot of Germans, and his childishness has almost degenerated, more like an iron-blooded soldier.

"Yes, sir!" Seryosha never called Uncle Nogrov in the army, he was full of rebellion, full of ambition and ambition for the army, and he wanted to show the restless soldiers that he was not an officer by nepotism, that he was brave and wise, at least he wanted his people to see him that way.

Seryosha led more than a hundred Cossack cavalrymen, rolled up a puff of dust and went in the direction of the incoming enemy. Nogrov was in no hurry to attack the Germans, and it depended on the situation, and it would be very difficult to make another choice once the attack was launched.

Seryosha rode his horse and led the army to attack. The dust seemed to be behind a low hill over there, and the size of the dust was not particularly large, which made Seryosha more calm, if it was a large cavalry, a sane Cossack would never take the initiative to attack, which was very different from the Hungarians.

The Cossacks did not slow down, even if the enemy would rush down the hillside, but in fact the hillside was very low, I am afraid that it would not even be thirty meters, and the cavalry could not achieve much advantage by relying on such a height. And Seryosha was full of trust in the Cossacks behind him, there was no enemy they could not defeat.

Another slight disadvantage is that the sun is on the other side of the hill, but it is already afternoon, and the sun is not so dazzling, and the faint orange-red spread down looks very good.

Seryosha's eyes widened as he hoped that the enemy who appeared from the other side of the hill would turn to unquenchable fear, and then despair, at the first sight of them. It had become Seryosha's favorite expression these days, and the paleness and despair that appeared on the German's face filled him with a sense of accomplishment.

He stared closely, unwilling to miss the slightest pleasure in his face.

A tube first peeked out diagonally from the top of the hillside, and Seryosha's face was surprised and puzzled. Then an iron box-like thing jumped out of the hillside, and the thick tube was attached to a smaller iron box on top of it. More like-looking companions appeared next to the strange monster, and the rays of the setting sun sprinkled on them, turning them golden red, not very windy, but breeding all kinds of stunned emotions.

The sound of squeaky machinery was heard in a dense manner, and two metal strap-like objects rolled, driving the huge metal box awkwardly down the hillside. They don't look dashing at all, they lack the charming muscular lines of war horses, they lack the heroic posture of a knight wielding a sword, they are just a bunch of stupid black and thick iron lumps......

However, it was these iron lumps that slowed the charging Cossacks completely uncontrollably. The cavalrymen next to him asked their officer Seryosha: "Lieutenant, what should we do?" ”

Seryosha was stunned for a moment, then spat and scolded: "I still need to teach you?" Just kill the enemy! ”

With that, he shook the reins and rushed out. Then the ignorant and dazed Cossacks completely subconsciously followed Seryosha and burst forward, and the cavalryman who had just asked the question had a second question that he did not ask - how to hack a group of iron lumps to death?

In the thick iron pipe, a sudden burst of fire, the humming of cannonballs across the air was heard, and then Seryosha felt a loud bang behind him, and he looked back to see that one of the horsemen with whom he had played with the woman was flying in the sky.

More fires erupted from the thick iron pipes of those iron bumps, and some of the sluggish guys reacted that the iron bumps were actually carrying artillery!

The direct shells hit the Cossack cavalry almost without falling, and the earth and rocks flew and the arms and legs flew sideways. Seryosha's ears were full of buzzes, and he could barely hear anything else. He felt his legs and stomachs spin, and the hand holding the reins had begun to tremble. There was only one thought left in his head, this was not the battle he was supposed to be involved in.

The Cossacks woke up from a dream, and their expressions of banter and arrogance were replaced by horror and panic, which they had learned from the Germans not so long ago. Every Cossack turned their horse's head so that they could not charge at such a monster, and although they had never seen such a war game before, they all knew that this was probably the most dangerous enemy ever for the Cossacks.

The side-by-side machine guns fired, there was no so-called tongue of fire, because during the day no one would put any tracer rounds in it. Twelve tanks formed a loose straight line, spread out and fired bullets that directly enveloped the hundred or so Cossacks. The 12.7 mm heavy machine gun could easily tear apart the bodies of humans and horses, and the king of land warfare, who rushed down the hillside, was no worse than a horse, and in the blink of an eye he was already in front of the Cossacks.

A bullet hit Seryosha's horse, and he fell to the ground with his horse. Seryosha screamed in pain, and then the horse weighing half a ton pressed directly against Seryosha's leg, crushing his leg bone. Seryosha's face turned white, because of the pain in his body, but also because of the oncoming behemoth.

He didn't hear the shouts of the enemy, he didn't see the enemy's expression, and the monster that rushed towards him seemed to be completely unaware of his presence, and the huge tracks ran over his and the warhorse's bodies. (To be continued.) )