In the early morning, the small town of Rothdal, fifty-six miles northwest of Saratov, was completely submerged in a thick fog. The damp mist is like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River in March, like a drizzle of smoke and green willows that wet people's faces. Through the fog-shrouded earth, the naked eye could only faintly see the outline of Rothdal, as if this small town and the more than 20,000 Russian troops stationed within a five-mile radius of its center did not exist at all.

When the dense fog cleared, Liu Xian looked ahead, and the distant peaks appeared and disappeared, and the mountains and the dense fog seemed to merge into one.

Liu Xian's headquarters was set up twenty miles from Rothdal. There was a heavy fog last night, and the Russian army did not know that the Wehrmacht, taking advantage of the darkness and fog, had quietly touched under their eyes.

There were a few slight explosions in the west, the sound seemed distant, and the fog had not completely dissipated, as if something had covered it and it was dull and muffled.

Liu Siam was well aware that this was the Wehrmacht encircling Rothdal who were shelling enemy positions with artillery fire. In the rumbling cannon, Liu Xian stood in the morning dew, and the crystal water droplets condensed in his hair, and then slowly flowed down.

There was a rapid sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and there was a slight commotion among the guards on the periphery, which soon stabilized again. The generals behind Liu Xian stood in two rows, staring ahead. Soon, I saw a horse quickly come to a position thirty meters in front of Liu Xian, pulled the reins and strangled the war horse, jumped off the horse, dismounted and walked to Liu Xian, this is a communication soldier.

"Emperor Qiqi, fifty miles due north, found traces of Cossack cavalry activities."

This communications soldier came to report not on the battle of Rothdal. Rather, it was the Russian army on the back that was closest to Rothdal. Liu Xian was slightly surprised, the Wehrmacht scattered scouts. The scope of the reconnaissance was only slightly offset by the range of Cossack activities, and it was very fortunate to find traces of Cossack activities.

After the signal corps went down. Liu Xian's face did not change at all. He said to a group of generals behind him: "Fifty miles, plus the Cossacks' range of activities, that's seventy or eighty miles." It will take at least two days. And in two days, we have already killed Rothdal. ”

"When the Russian army really comes, let's wipe our mouths and eat again!"

Dawn, the sun came out. The snow melted and fell along the eaves into a clay jar that lay out of the corner, and the water inside the clay pot was frozen solid. When the water drops on the surface of the water, it makes a crisp ticking sound.

This is a manor in a small village, which is naturally the property of a Russian nobleman, and was unceremoniously used as a headquarters by Liu Xian.

In the courtyard of the headquarters, there was an endless stream of Wehrmacht officers and soldiers. Everyone's faces were very relaxed, because Rothdal's annihilation was going well. The artillery of the Russian army was wiped out by the Wehrmacht at the very beginning, and then more than 20,000 Russian troops became fish and meat on the chopping board, pigs and sheep on the cutting board.

The hastily organized defensive line of the Russian army has been directly destroyed in the face of the Wehrmacht offensive, and now there are less than half of the Russian troops in Rosdal. The morale of the army was devastated. Liu Xian continued to organize the troops to storm and would definitely be able to take it by noon tomorrow.

Now the Russian army's defensive circle is only three or four miles in total, especially to the south of the Wehrmacht's main attack, and the bullets can already reach Rothdal. However, the defense of the Russian army is more and more compressed. The stronger the resistance, the more artillery shells Liu Xian has at hand, otherwise there is no need to attack with soldiers at all. It is enough to bombard with shells.

Liu Xian ordered someone to make that very earthy flying thunder cannon. Because he wants to persuade the remnants of the besieged Russian army to surrender, flying thunder artillery is a very feasible method. But that won't be until the night.

Saratov is only fourteen hundred versts from Moscow. And Liu Xian is already five or six thousand miles away from his base camp. Now he is short not only of ammunition, but also of personnel.

The troops that were being mobilized one after another behind him. Liu Xian asked them to stop in the northern part of the Caspian Sea, because he wanted to leave himself a way out. If there is any accident here that makes the war unfavorable, he can still gather his troops and retreat to the Caspian Sea area, and then prepare for a second comeback.

Of course, there is another important reason that under the current conditions, Liu Xian has to intersperse with Russian troops from all walks of life, even if there is a virtual map to do bugs, the number of troops is also limited. His current soldiers and horses are almost at the limit. And with Liu Jintang's division of troops, Liu Xian's hands were originally a mountain of military supplies, and they were burned to the ground near Ulyanovsk, and if the newly mobilized troops to the front line were replenished into Liu Xian's hands, I am afraid that even the grain, meat, salt and sugar and other materials calculated before the division of troops would be reduced.

Seriously, Liu Xian still prefers to lead cavalry compared to the slow-moving infantry. If he had at this time had in his hands twenty or thirty thousand fully equipped and well-trained Wehrmacht cavalry troops, Alexander III, whom he could kill, vomited blood again.

It's a pity, although Shi Donglai got in touch with the Kalmyks, the Kalmyks themselves have no unanimous opinion, and they are still quarreling. The 20,000 cavalry that Liu Xian had been looking forward to for a long time were still flowers in the moon mirror in the water.

"Now there are no more than 10,000 Russian troops in the encirclement, and in the previous battle, they were defeated and all the wounded were lost to us. So the Russian army, which is less than 10,000 people, can fight. But they don't have cannons, and it's not hard for us to eat them. ”

"Wait until nightfall, and use that flying thunder cannon to fight the Russian army for a while. Then send men to persuade them to surrender. ”

The Russian army to the north is now less than fifty miles away from Rosdak, and although there are only more than 10,000 people, it is still a very fat piece of meat in any way. Moreover, there were more than 3,000 cavalry inside, and if they were not allowed to carry behind their own houses, they would be in great trouble. Therefore, Liu Xian wanted to make an 'illusion' to lead them into the encirclement of Rosdaq and continue to eat.

A series of arrangements did not need Liu Xian to worry about anymore, and the staff officers of the accompanying army made all the plans in less than an hour according to his instructions. Liu Xian was very satisfied with what he heard, and the plan was immediately confirmed.

The besieged Russian army is now like a dog that has been beaten down, even if they see the Wehrmacht pounding not far from their position, they will only shoot it far away with their guns. But a few bullets can block the assumption that the flying thunder cannon can be stopped. By nine o'clock in the evening, it was dark and I couldn't see my fingers.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom......" A muffled sound immediately echoed between the positions.

The besieged Russian army was suddenly bombarded so violently that everyone was shocked, and they all thought that the Wehrmacht was going to take advantage of the opportunity to fight at night. As a result, a moment later, I saw that the explosion points of those shells were all fifty or sixty meters away from the Russian frontline positions, and they were all confused.

"The Chinese have such powerful artillery fire?" Alexander. Moscalenko had just drunk some wine, and his rosy face was now snow-white. His hands trembled.

"With such great power, this is at least a heavy gun with a caliber of more than 120mm. Damn, do the Chinese have new weapons again? Can you move with the army in this weather? ”

Moskalenko's deputy Ivanovich. Krylov's expression was full of incredulity. "How is this possible?"

The Chinese's powerful artillery fire already has a kind of fast-moving, fast-firing rockets. Now the exploding shell does not see the rocket's signature red tail flame, which means that it is not a rocket.

There are still capable people in Russia. After seeing a few rocket flights, St. Petersburg quickly learned the answer. After all, rockets are still loved and studied by many people in Europe.

Moskalenko and Krylov were already mentally prepared for rocket artillery, but now this flying thunder cannon ......

"Is it a large-caliber warp weapon? It's possible to hit such a close distance! Moskalenko really saw the flames of the Flying Thunder Cannon, but he didn't think about it - this kind of cannon could only hit such a distance, but thought that it was a large-caliber curved weapon.

-- I think it's a new weapon, not a 120 heavy mortar, because the explosion is much more powerful than the 120 heavy mortar.

"The Chinese are demonstrating?" Moskalenko's brow furrowed tightly after he sank for a while. What do the Chinese really want to do? If so many shells had landed on the front line, the front line would have been in danger by now. The Chinese did not use shells in battle, but so 'squandered'?

"The Chinese are asking us to surrender!" Moskalenko is not a stupid person, and his brain quickly turned around and persuaded him. The Chinese army is trying to force itself to surrender on its own initiative.

But......

Moskalenko and Krylov couldn't help but look at each other. Their first reaction was not to be angry and vow to fight the enemy to the end, but to look at each other with embarrassed expressions on their faces.

In the command of the Wehrmacht.

At this time, Liu Xian asked his attendants to send an ultimatum to the besieged Russian army. The deadline for consideration is 7 o'clock tomorrow!

"Tell them that if they don't surrender, I'll destroy them cleanly!"

"Rothdal is not Samara. I will not go on the road with thousands of captives and wounded soldiers. If they choose to resist to the end and fight again tomorrow, I will not leave a single person behind. ”

After saying this, Liu Xian went back to his room to rest. The fireplace was blazing, and Liu Xian lay in the quilt and soon fell asleep. He is in good health, but he caught a cold yesterday and is a little weak. I drank a bowl of Xiao Chai Hu before going to bed.

I slept until the sky was slightly bright. I looked at my watch, and it was already half past seven. Liu Xian was in good spirits and did not hear the sound of gunfire, which means that there was no fire on the battlefield. Then that means that the Russians surrendered......

Either they surrender or not, the battle will definitely begin. Liu Xian must eliminate the besieged Russian army as soon as possible, and let the troops continue to pretend to be surrounded by the Russian army, so as to lure the Russian army in the north to take the bait.

The Russian troops now converging towards Rothdal are not the only ones from the north. It also knew that it had few troops, and that it must have contacted the other troops, and now four of them had turned around and were closing in on Rothdal. But it's good that Saratov's Russian army is still honest! (To be continued......)