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"What do you want to do? Is it really going to war against us? Attacking in this hellish weather is simply looking for death! Dong Jiarong, commander of the 4th Battalion of the 9th Cavalry Brigade, wrapped in thick cotton clothes, climbed the city wall and scolded a large number of Russian soldiers who were stumbling forward a kilometer outside the city. Two days ago, he received a telegram from Kulen to guard against the attack of the Russians, and at that time he was still sneering, thinking that in such a cold weather, even the old Maozi, who had adapted to the harsh winter, would not dare to attack. But I didn't expect that it had only been a long time, and Lao Maozi had really come, and there were so many people since then.

"Come on, set up all the light and heavy machine guns you have. Mortars and infantry artillery were ready for me. Since these old hairy people are coming to die, grandpa will fulfill him! Dong Jiarong ordered loudly.

"Yes, Battalion Commander!" The officers and men of the entire battalion went into action. Although, because the city walls are too narrow, they can only accommodate the strength of one company. But when all the light and heavy machine guns of the whole battalion were concentrated, they were still able to form terrifying firepower. The 4th Cavalry Battalion had 6 light machine guns and 2 heavy machine guns, half of which were deployed on the northern wall, while the rest were scattered over the other three walls. In terms of artillery, it has two 60 mm mortars, a 0 mm mortar, two 20 mm heavy mortars and two infantry guns. It can be described as a very strong firepower. Ordinary cavalry units do not have so many heavy weapons. To facilitate movement, both heavy mortars and infantry guns have been canceled. But the 4th battalion was different. They are the garrison of the buying and selling city, so naturally they need to prepare more artillery to prevent the enemy attack!

"Come on, warn those old hairy people, if they get any closer, we will open fire!" Dong Jiarong ordered.

Immediately, there was a soldier who knew Russian, holding an iron horn, and shouted loudly to the Russian army. This place is the city of buying and selling. I have been trading with Russians for many years, and many of them know some Russian. It's just that after the warning of the Imperial soldiers, the Russians ignored it.

"Turgenev, what are those yellow-skinned monkeys shouting again?" Major General Mikhael asked.

"Who knows? Let's stop moving forward! Leave them alone, this ghost weather, after taking the trading city. We'll be able to rest! Turgenev gasped. He was a great Cossack cavalryman, but now he had to use his legs to drive and become infantryman, which annoyed him greatly. He really wanted to rush to Irkutsk and hit the Lieutenant General Vladimir who gave the order to attack.

"Order the first regiment to attack! Artillery for cover! "It's less than two kilometers away from the buying and selling city. Major General Mikhael ordered. This time, he only got a dozen or so small-caliber guns, which he had brought with great effort in the ice and snow. However, he thought that it was completely enough to attack a small city like Buyingcheng, which was only garrisoned by more than a thousand people.

Because it's too cold. The bolts were frozen, and the Russian artillerymen had a great deal of effort to prepare for the opening of the guns.

"Boom!" A cannonball exploded in the snow in front of the trading city. Stir up clouds of ice and snow. Shelling in the snow will greatly reduce the power. However, the Russians fired first, which greatly shocked the squadron. These Russians, who started to attack quietly, are simply too shameless.

"Fight back! Fight back! Knock out those old hairy cannons for me! Dong Jiarong ordered.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! "The artillerymen, who had already been prepared, immediately began to open fire. One by one, the shells crossed the sky, with a screaming sound, and smashed fiercely towards the Russian army. The shells exploded, and shrapnel was fired. Because of the obstruction of ice and snow, the power of the shelling was much less, but it still caused a lot of shock to the Russians. In particular, the target of the shelling was precisely the artillery of the Russians. A few rapid shots came down, and the Russians' artillery was almost blown up.

"Damn, these cunning yellow-skinned monkeys, didn't you say that there was only one battalion of troops in the city? How can there be so many cannons? Major General Mikhael's eyes widened. He was sure that this was definitely the power of an artillery group with more than twenty cannons, which was not much less than the artillery that one of his infantry divisions had! Could it be that the Chinese, already wealthy, have the luxury of equipping a battalion with dozens of artillery? Major General Mikhael could not believe this qiē at all.

"Attack! Take the buying and selling city, and the heavy machine guns will come out to provide cover for the infantry! Major General Mikhael ordered frantically. At this time, it was obvious that the arrogant Cossack cavalry could not be allowed to shoot, and this kind of weather was not suitable for the Cossack cavalry to fight, so it was only his infantry that could attack.

Nearly 2,000 Russian soldiers began to run one foot high and one foot short in the snow, shouting 'Ula! Ulla! ’。 Behind them were Russian soldiers with heavy machine guns, trying to deploy them forward to provide cover for the attacking infantry.

"Artillery adjusts the design objective and first knocks out the heavy machine guns behind the enemy.!" Dong Jiarong calmly gave the order. Although the walls of the trading city are not high, they are more than two meters, and it is not so easy for soldiers who do not have engineering equipment to break through. On the contrary, those heavy machine guns were a greater threat to the Imperial soldiers. After solving the heavy machine guns of the Russians and the light and heavy machine guns of the imperial ** team deployed on the city wall, it is natural that the lives of these old hairy people can be harvested lightly.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! "A series of shells fell into the back of the Russian ** team, turning those who were bombed by the Russians on their backs. Quite a few heavy machine guns were destroyed.

"Da Da Da!" After the Russian soldiers came into effective range, the light and heavy machine guns deployed on the walls of the city opened fire. Red flames, bullets hitting the snow one after another, making a sizzling sound. Many Russian soldiers who were charging were immediately knocked to the ground. Blood flowed from their bodies, but was quickly frozen into ice.

The Russian soldiers who survived were lying on their stomachs in the snow and did not dare to advance. They had never encountered such heavy fire. Isn't this a place where a battalion is stationed? How could there be so many machine guns?

"Mihayel, we're in trouble!" Major General Turgenev's face was a little gloomy. It was very difficult to conquer such a city with powerful machine gun and artillery fire in the middle of the ice and snow. The advantage of troops is not too big at this moment.

"What then? Shall we retreat again? That guy Vladimir will definitely send us to court-martial! Major General Mikhayer said with some concern. Although they were very dissatisfied with this order, they had no choice, after all, it was a military order, or an order issued by Tsar Nicholas II, and they could only obey it.

"Attack! Go on the offensive! Major General Mikhael shouted. Although he didn't want the soldiers to die, he had no other way. I can only treat this qiē coldly. In the Russian ** team, there is a strict hierarchy, and these ordinary soldiers are not regarded as human beings at all. Russia is arguably the weakest industrial country among the great powers, with a very low literacy rate, and these Russian soldiers are generally uneducated serfs. Their only advantage in the war is probably cannon fodder used to consume the enemy's bullets.

The Russian soldiers, under the strict orders of their commanders, had to attack in the face of a hail of bullets. However, running in the snow is too much effort. Even the Russians, who had adapted to the bitter cold, would not have been able to fight in such a cold winter.

A regiment of Russian soldiers attacked, and in less than half an hour, a pile of corpses was left behind. More than 2,000 people, except for a few who returned, the rest had become cold corpses, frozen into ice.

"Come on, sue the quartermaster, and prepare one, two, or two pots for everyone. This damn weather, don't be killed by the Russians, you will freeze to death! Dong Jiarong, the commander of the 4th battalion, took advantage of the gap between the battles and ordered. In their place, a lot of liquor is stored, which is used to warm the body. Now, it's just in time to come in handy.

"Wow!" After the soldiers heard Dong Jiarong's order, they all shouted excitedly. In this cold weather, take a sip of liquor, warm from your mouth to your heart, not to mention how energetic.

Compared to the Chinese soldiers, the Russians were not treated so well. The first attack on the soldiers, but did not make Mikhael give up the attack. In less than half an hour, he organized a second wave of the attack, not only attacking the front, but also sending troops to attack several other directions in the city.

However, the defense of the squadron is very tight, and the opponent is the Russian ** team with no artillery left, and it is a battle in the snow with limited mobility, which makes these Russian soldiers completely become live targets. Their superiority in strength was completely offset in the face of the squadron's superiority in firepower.

The battle continued until the evening, and Major General Mihayel, who was unable to conquer the city, had to give the order to retreat. After a day of fighting, one of his divisions lost several thousand men.

When the Russian soldiers retreated to Kyakhta, the Chinese soldiers cheered. The cooking squads of each company had already prepared hot meals, which could warm up the soldiers after a day of fighting. After a day of fighting, the 4th Battalion did not suffer much damage, only a dozen or so soldiers were killed, and more than twenty soldiers were wounded. It's nothing compared to what they've won.

That night, the 4th Battalion remained vigilant. However, after nightfall, a snowstorm began. This time, everyone was completely relieved.

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