General Mishuchenko fully agreed with Song Biao's idea, and in his own name he reissued various new orders to mobilize the entire force again, and in fact every step was deployed according to Song Biao's design.

Song Biao, who was still far away from the battlefield for the time being, breathed a sigh of relief.

On the afternoon of the 26th, he had been deploying new fortifications, and at the same time asked Xue Changqing and Hu Dalin to select soldiers who could fight in the transport brigade and the engineer brigade, and to draw them out for training.

This Cossack spear was all black, the standard length was fourteen feet, and the head of the spear was cast in steel, because it was eliminated on the battlefield so quickly that it was not even carefully beaten by a blacksmith, and sharpened enough to be sharp.

The 4.26-meter-long spear was very difficult to use, so it needed the most powerful people to use it, but fortunately, Song Biao's Manchurian infantry regiment lacked everything, but not strong men.

The 1,400 brothers of the 1st Infantry Battalion and the 2nd Infantry Battalion also need to be trained, and Song Biao at this time is not like a regiment commander, but more like a chief instructor, but he has no time for militarized formal training, nor does he have time to teach Zhao Tingzhu and others how to be a good battalion commander, so everything can only be done with bandit-style management logic.

Zhao Tingzhu, Zhang Yahu, Hu Dalin, and Xue Changqing were the four deputy village leaders, the other 14 squadron leaders were in charge, the squadron leaders of the two infantry battalions each carried 180 people, and the squadron leaders of the transport brigade and the engineer brigade had more than 200 subordinates.

Under this logic, the fourteen squadron leaders are all under the command of Song Biao alone, and this is also the most reasonable and effective method in front of them. As for the 3rd Infantry Battalion led by Kornilov, Song Biao basically didn't ask, as long as these people obeyed the command of Major Kornilov, and Major Kornilov was willing to listen to his arrangement.

The Black Trench in January 1905 was so bloody and cruel.

From the 26th to the 28th, the Eighth Division of the Yue Army has been attacking frantically, constantly pushing their front forward, so that Song Biao did not expect that they had a shoddy mortar, and the Russian army also had it, and the two sides began to use each other's mortars continuously at a position of several hundred meters, and these mortars were more dangerous for both sides, especially for users.

The Eighth Division did only bring eight to ten 31-year-old rapid-fire field guns, and the number of shells was quite large, but fortunately, the Russian artillery was relatively more ferocious, until the trenches of the two sides were only more than 300 meters apart.

This was probably another major reason why the 8th Division was desperately pushing the trenches forward.

The cruelty of the battlefield has been difficult to describe in words, the extreme bloody is like hell, a large number of corpses left on the battlefield are frozen into ice corpses in the cold and snowy night, covered with a thick layer of snow, most of the soldiers are not killed in battle, but frozen to death in the cold night, they are struggling on the battlefield, both sides no longer have the will to save people, can only watch them struggle, until the early morning, all the wounded who can not climb back will become the trophy of death.

In the course of two days, although Song Biao's Manchurian Infantry Regiment was only a bait and a training surname to take turns to send a battalion to defend the position, the number of casualties was still very high, and the three infantry battalions were reduced by more than 20 percent.

Song Biao's brothers are struggling in pain on the battlefield like this, the old brothers are for the future, for the promise that Song Biao has promised, and the new brothers are for the military salary of 30 oceans per month.

Song Biao didn't even mention the national righteousness to all the brothers, and on the premise of fighting for the Russians, it was too hypocritical to say that such things were really meaningful, and they really didn't have much meaning at this time. Once on the battlefield, the truth of nationality and the like is far less important than the feelings of comrades-in-arms.

He cares about everyone as much as he can.

He had the old golden man's big horse gang behind him to support him, and he bought enough supplies to survive this time, and he bought more than 4,000 catties of cooked beef and mutton, one for each squadron, and ate it all in three days, because he estimated that about half of the people would not survive these three days.

28 And the night came.

Song Biao has been making all kinds of preparations, using his way to lure Yue Jun to make a miscalculation, and for this, he has also lost more than a dozen brothers, and even one is an old brother of the horse gang who followed him in the second wolf cave.

He is very calm, but his heart is extremely painful and distorted, and this kind of pain is also something that ordinary people will never experience and understand.

This kind of pain can only be understood by men who have fought on the battlefield and died their comrades.

You're not a wolf, so you don't understand how a wolf feels when they lose a teammate.

The curtain is coming.

Song Biao calmly and nervously waited for the final verdict, the banks of the Hunhe River were filled with cold frost, the sky was slightly snowflakes, and a few steps away was pitch black, as if everything was developing in a direction more favorable to the army.

On this last night, Song Biao asked Lao Jintou to stew all the mutton he bought from various tunzi around Shenyang, and twenty-three large iron pots filled the Heigou Taitunzi with a strong smell of meat, luring every soldier on the entire battlefield.

A bowl of mutton, a pot of soju, and three pancakes, this is the dinner that the Manchurian Infantry Regiment is having on this last night.

Prostrate on the position, looking at the vast snow in the sky, Song Biao was a little worried.

The Fifth Division was already approaching the Sumabao area in the south, and it was likely to launch an attack at dawn to cover the rest of the Eighth Division for bayonet fighting. General Mishuchenko placed a regiment of troops at Sumabao to defend several earthen buildings and surrounding strongholds, as well as the surrounding moats. A key problem now is that the Russian army is seriously lacking machine guns, even if General Mishuchenko personally went to the Second Army of the Far Eastern Army to call it, in fact, he did not get a few more machine guns, and in the entire Heigoutai area, the Russian army only has eighteen machine guns, including six brought by Song Biao.

In the dark night, Song Biao changed into his 03 rifle and used a low-light scope to observe the movements of the Yue army in the forward position, because of the weather, he couldn't see very far, but everything seemed extraordinarily normal.

He has been making calculations for the past few days, and the combat attrition of the Eighth Division of the Eighth Division should have exceeded 6,000 men, and it may be worth it to advance the position by 500 meters at the cost of 6,000 men.

In this staggered era of the re-evolution of modern military thought, the bayonet offensive is not a wrong and outdated idea, especially in the large-scale rise and application of trench warfare, before the emergence of mortars, submachine guns, light machine guns and tanks in a large area, this tactic is still a major means of determining victory or defeat, and the commander of the Yue army cannot be ridiculed just because of the name of the pig attack tactic, after all, these people are also the heroes of the Yue army in this period, beyond ordinary people.

Seeing that Shangwen's idea was not wrong, he was wrong because his intentions were too obvious, and he met Song Biao, a demon. The so-called famous generals are definitely not invulnerable, as strong as Su Yu and ** at their peak, why not have failures?

The long dark night was so difficult, Song Biao drank a sip of soju from time to time to warm his body, ate hard cold pancakes to replenish his calories, and the same did the other brothers, at this time, the engineer brigade and the transport brigade did not have to engage in other work, and they were also hidden in various communication trenches and foxholes behind the trenches.

All the work that can be ordered and assigned, Song Biao has already arranged, there is no time to carry out the exercises, and whether the final effective execution of each squadron can only be revealed after dawn.

In order to maintain physical strength, the three infantry battalions took turns to rest for a period of time, the transport brigade and the engineer brigade rested alternately, and only the garrison squadron led by Song Biao had to stare at the distance all night.

Time passed slowly, and in the early hours of the morning, the snow finally stopped, and the sky was still dark without even the slightest starlight.

Through the microscope, Song Biao could vaguely see the front of the position of the Eighth Division, and there were indeed some abnormal situations, there were obviously too many people moving around in the trenches, and some sounds were inevitably heard at night.

At this time, Song Biao was already sure that the army would launch an attack before dawn, so he called Li Fugui beside him and whispered a whisper, asking Li Fugui to notify the squadron leaders one by one to ensure that all squadron leaders could continue to be vigilant, and at the same time to notify other Russian troops around.

Soon after, the entire position became extremely tense, and everyone hastened their preparations.

Song Biao's troops were Zhao Tingzhu's 1st Infantry Battalion, the 3rd Russian Infantry Battalion on the right flank, and Zhang Yahu's 2nd Infantry Battalion on the left flank.

Within 100 meters of the entire southern defense line, taking advantage of the dark time of the night, the Russian army quietly planted more than 200 mines, and planted them on the forward positions by wrapping more explosives with the fuses of grenades.

Just in case, there was a similar arrangement at the front of the positions on the northern front, where three thousand Cossack soldiers remained on the northern front with iron spears, but most of the machine guns were concentrated on the southern side to make up for the lack of manpower.

The darkness seemed to be a silent killer, and the premonition that the army was about to launch a general attack, everyone's mood was extremely nervous, as if the heart was held tightly by an invisible hand, so that it was difficult to breathe.

The snow before the wee hours of the morning once again buried the corpses on the battlefield, and even the pile of corpses caused by machine-gun fire seemed to turn into a snow mound again, so calm that there was no blood to be seen, no corpses to be seen, and some were just endless white.

It's just that there is not a single light in the world.

The only light was only in Song Biao's eyes, through the dark green vision, he continued to stare at every movement of the other party, and this movement was becoming more and more frequent, when the first row of soldiers of the army climbed out of the trench and slowly crawled forward, Song Biao subconsciously looked at the time.

It was 4:22 a.m. on January 29, 1905.

He knew that this would be a moment that would go down in history, and from that moment on, he would truly change the wheel of history.