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Kang Ying Palace

Prince Kang Ying was going back and forth, and he had just received the news that Prince Dele, who had just received the news that Buren, had thrown himself into the arms of the Han people, and now the Han army would march towards Ulaanbaatar at any time. If the Han army is allowed to drive to Ulaanbaatar, then his good life will come to an end, how can Prince Kang Ying, who is used to living a life of the Turkish emperor, endure it?

After thinking about it for a long time, Prince Kang Ying finally made up his mind to call the housekeeper.

"Steward, you immediately order the palace guards to build fortifications outside the city to prepare to resist the arrival of the Han Chinese, and send someone to inform the Russians in the Far East and ask them to send troops to intervene."

"Lord Wang, so you are going to completely tear your face with the Han people?" The butler asked in surprise.

"Hmph, do I still have a good time when they Han people come? If you don't make up your mind now, it's too late for them to come. We have Genghis Khan's blood flowing in our bodies, and we will never bow our heads to anyone," Prince Kang Ying said viciously.

"Yes, as you wish." The faithful butler respectfully withdrew.

For a time, more than 1,000 guards of the palace were gathered, and the palace distributed weapons and ammunition to the guards, intending to meet the Han army outside the city of Ulaanbaatar.

The 58th Regiment of the Russian Far Eastern Military District in the Setun Duma is subordinate to the 23rd Division of the First Army under the Transbaikal Front of the Russian Far Eastern Military District, and its task is to prepare for the Russian army's entry into Mongolia.

"Colonel Andrei, this is a telegram from the Mongolian prince Kangying." The correspondent handed a message to the head of the regiment.

"Oh, dear Commissar Vasily, we have something to do." Colonel Andrei handed the message to the commissar next to him.

Commissar Vasily took the telegram and nodded and said: "Comrade Andrei, this is a good opportunity for us, we should immediately report the situation to Comrade Comrade Division Commander and at the same time order the troops to march to Ulaanbaatar and seize Ulaanbaatar before the arrival of the Chinese army." ”

"Oh dear Comrade Vasily, you are also too careful. I can guarantee that as soon as our great Russian Red Army arrives, those Chinese troops will definitely turn around and run. It's not a battle, it's just a long march. "The arrogant Slavs' contempt for China is permeated to the bones, and the weak national strength of the Chinese nation and the poor performance of the army in the past hundred years have given them reason to believe that the victory undoubtedly belongs to their side.

The sun that had just risen shone a hint of cool sunlight on the desolate road, and a convoy was speeding towards Ulaanbaatar, starting with Zheng Xiaoyou's company.

"Chief Zheng, it's Ulaanbaatar ahead," the guide next to him said to Zheng Xiaoyou.

"Everyone pay attention, check the weapons and ammunition, and get ready for battle." The voice of battalion commander Wang Changqing came from the walkie-talkie.

At this time, Zheng Xiaoyou had already faintly seen the buildings in Ulaanbaatar, when a gunshot rang out from the front, which made the convoy all stop.

"One company, get out of the car and search forward." Wang Changqing's voice came from the walkie-talkie.

After receiving the order, the company got out of the car one after another, and under the command of the company commander Zheng Xiaoyou, they slowly searched and advanced.

After a while, a simple fortification appeared in Zheng Xiaoyou's sight, and the figures in the trench could be faintly seen.

"Who are you, and why are you blocking our way?" Zheng Xiaoyou took a simple microphone made of cardboard and shouted loudly to the front.

"You Han people, get out of our land, you are not welcome here!" Zheng Xiaoyou was answered by a stiff sentence in Chinese and a loud gunshot.

The sound of gunfire is an order, Zheng Xiaoyou waved the Suomi 31 submachine gun in his hand, and signaled the first platoon to the left and the second platoon to the right to slowly outflank and move forward.

The people in the trenches saw that the Han formation in front of them was scattered and set up an attack formation, and they knew that it was impossible to scare the Han army away, so they gave an order, and the people in the simple trenches opened fire one after another.

"Shoot!" Seeing that the other party opened fire, Zheng Xiaoyou was not polite, and the six MG34 machine guns in the company scattered bullets at the opponent like water, so that the opponent couldn't raise his head.

"Damn, the butler's firepower is too strong, we can't hold it." The captain of the royal guard, Valtay, held an 1891 Mosin-Nagant rifle and said to the palace steward who was cowering in the trench and did not even dare to lift his head.

"Valtay, don't forget that you have more than 1,000 guns, but the Han on the opposite side is only more than 100. If you can't even deal with such a little person, how can you be worthy of the prince's high expectations for you! The butler, though his face turned blue with fright, still forced himself to say to Valtay.

Say, the enemy's machine gun fire is so fierce, but we don't even have a machine gun, how can you let me fight? Damn, how much is it to fight a war than a human being? If that's the case, everyone should stop fighting, and they can all stand up and count the heads, and you can decide whether you win or lose.

Val scolded in his heart, but he didn't dare to evacuate the team without permission, and he couldn't afford this responsibility. He could only bite the bullet and order his subordinates to shoot back desperately.

Several slight whistling sounds were heard, and several explosions of "boom" rang out in the trench, splashing Valtai with dirt.

"Ahh

"Okay, keep the current speed and continue firing." Zheng Xiaoyou was directing Lian Li's four 60 mortars to shell the opponent's fortifications.

The "boom" shelling continued, and finally someone could not hold it anymore, and one of the guards threw away the gun and ran back desperately.

A "pop" of gunshots rang out, and the fleeing man was killed, and everyone saw that the Tokarev pistol in the hand of the pale-faced butler was emitting green smoke.

"The prince has ordered anyone who dares to escape from the battle to be shot on the spot." The butler shouted loudly as he panted with his pistol.

Under the supervision of the steward, the momentum of the escort team's escape was finally stopped. From time to time, the guards poked their heads out of the trenches and fired their guns indiscriminately.

"Damn, order the mortars to fire faster, and the machine guns to increase their firepower. Cover the attacks of the first and second platoons. Zheng Xiaoyou commanded the troops to advance slowly.

Under the cover of machine guns and mortars, the 1st and 2nd platoons finally advanced to thirty meters in front of the position.

At this time, without the officer's order, the soldiers took out their grenades one after another and threw them into the trenches in front. Plumes of smoke rose with the sound of explosions, and the soldiers took the opportunity to jump into the trenches.

At this time, the power of the Suomi 31 submachine gun was immediately revealed, and the power of the submachine gun was exerted to the maximum in the narrow trenches. The soldiers automatically alternated between two combat groups per squad.

The dense crowd of the convoy in the trenches became the best target, and the 9×19mm Parabellum pistol bullets sprayed tongues of fire at a rate of seven hundred rounds per minute.

Under the strafing fire of Suomi submachine guns, the convoys finally couldn't hold it anymore and began to flee one after another. The butler could no longer shoot the deserter, he had just been blown in two by a cannonball.

Valtai was finally able to escape without supervision, and seeing the leaders die and flee, the convoy finally collapsed, and raised their guns above their heads under the blunt Mongolian phrase of "surrender or kill".

The battle lasted for nearly half an hour before it ended, and when Wang Changqing came to the position, the soldiers of the first company were already cleaning the battlefield.

"Report to the battalion commander that a total of one hundred and twenty-seven enemies were killed and five hundred and sixty-two prisoners were taken in this battle, and the weapons and ammunition are being counted. We lost three people, six were seriously wounded, and 15 were slightly wounded. After the report was completed, the first company commander Zheng Xiaoyou. ”

"Well done, order the troops to leave a platoon to guard the prisoners and look after the wounded, and the others continue to look ahead." Wang Changqing replied with a salute and ordered.

"Yes"

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