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That's when the "whoosh! ”

Not far away, in the gray sky at two o'clock, a signal flare rose into the air.

"The White Russian army is coming." The Mongols and the Russians said in unison.

"Pistol shooting..."Faitinov said anxiously, although he had made up his mind to die, but in his bones, these cavalrymen were his treasures, how could he not feel distressed when he saw that he was killed by these barbaric yellow people? If it had been in the past, he would have ordered a retreat a long time ago. But this time it was a "back water array" type charge, with the river behind him, and there was no way to retreat, so he could only think about killing one to make one, and killing two to earn one.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Faitinov caught a glimpse of a horse taking advantage of the guards around him who were fighting, quickly approaching him, and Faitinov subconsciously slashed out his sword.

A sound of breaking the air came from the left, the wind was strong, and the momentum of the people and horses came from a distance, this knife was extremely brutal, the blade tore through the air, and the sound of the wind burst out.

"Bell-!!" The blades collided, and sparks flew everywhere.

"It's a surprise・・・・・・ he looks quite thin and doesn't have much strength, but he's extremely good at using horsepower!" Blocking the attack of the Mongolian scimitar, Faydinov's right arm was numb, and he couldn't help but say secretly.

This Mongolian man was about twenty years old, with an ordinary appearance and a steady breathing, facing Faitinov, a senior general of Soviet Russia, and did not pay attention to the guards around Faitinov, "Hey! The Mongolian man pressed the scimitar in his hand with the strength of milk, and at the same time took out the hand axe in his arms.

When Faydinov saw the other party's hand in his arms, he knew that it was nothing good, "Hmph! With a cold snort, he pulled out the saber on the other side of the war horse with his backhand and slashed at the opponent.

The Mongolian man turned to one side, easily dodged the saber that slashed at him, and was about to fight back, "Poof! "A Cossack-style saber had pierced his chest.

"Comrade Commander-in-Chief, are you alright?" The guard drew his bloody saber and asked Faydinov. Having solved this trouble, the guards around Faitinov immediately approached him, not daring to let him take any more risks.

At this moment, a Mongolian cavalryman in the distance slowly raised the javelin in his hand, made a throwing motion, and after half an instant, he threw the iron spear in his hand with horsepower.

In an instant, the iron spear seemed to turn into a black shadow, and from the dense crowd, a guard next to the "Commander-in-Chief Beware ......" pulled Faitinov, and at that moment, the black shadow swept past Faydinov's side, penetrated the bodies of two Soviet and Russian guard cavalrymen, and strung them into a "sugar gourd".

"Shhh Thinking of the consequences that had not been avoided just now, Faitinov had palpitations.

"Leave me alone," Faitinov shouted, breaking away from the guards around him, "kill one, count one!" Kill two ......" At this point, Faydinov's words came to an abrupt end, because at some point a javelin was inserted in his chest, and the javelin pierced through his chest.

"Comrade Commander-in-Chief! You're more important than we all......" The guard in front of him hadn't noticed what Faitinov was looking at, but as soon as he turned his head, he saw the javelin on Faitinov's chest, and immediately cried out: "No! "One grabbed Faydinov, who was crumbling on his horse.

Holding the javelin that pierced his chest, Faydinov looked into the distance, where the Mongol cavalryman retracted his throwing motion with a calm expression, and brushed off the feathers behind his hat with a nonchalant expression. "Light ...... Glorious ......" Before he finished speaking, Faydinov's eyes suddenly dilated, and in his eyes he saw what happened after he died in battle, "Pull the glorious bullet quickly?" One last thought flashed through his mind, and Faitinov died of rage at the exclamations of the guards around him.

Faydinov's death caused a pause on the battlefield. The Soviet Russian cavalry, which had lost its backbone, no longer had the momentum to fight to the death, and was slowly crushed by the Mongol cavalry after converging with the White Russian cavalry, and finally the whole army was annihilated.

On November 29, 1922, in the meeting hall of Zhao Jun's camp.

“…… Master! That's the summary of the campaign. Neiman finally finished his long report on the total annihilation of Matveyev's troops and the occupation of the camp of the Soviet-Russian coalition army, he looked at Zhao Yun and waited for Zhao Yun's question.

For Timur, who was in charge of conquering Chita, and Kolu, the gray wolf who eliminated Faitinov, of course, Zhao Yun didn't need to listen to any reports, because the whole process was carried out under Zhao Yun's nose. As for the battlefield closest to Zhao Yun, it was completely carried out under the command of Neyman.

In all fairness, Neiman's command can only be described as decent, with no major mistakes and no major highlights. It is true that the main force was wiped out by Neiman, but the backbone of the unit was broken by the overwhelming rain of arrows in the camp. And if Matveev is allowed to escape, then there is really no team in the whole of Siberia at the moment that is his opponent. Therefore, Zhao Yun, who is the driving force behind the scenes, does not want to see this.

Zhao Yun frowned, sorted out his thoughts, thought for a while, and asked, "Now in the whole of Siberia and the Far East, we have taken the initiative!" If it was the Soviet and Russian Far Eastern Coalition forces that drove us around before, now we are attacking and they are defending. ”

"Yes! Master! Neiman replied.

"From now on, you can call me Lord! I don't want to be misunderstood! Zhao Yun thought of the multi-layered meaning of the word "master", and couldn't help but shudder, and immediately ordered that the word should not be shouted blindly in the future, and without waiting for Neiman to reply, Zhao Yun continued to ask, "Have Faydinov and Matveev been found?" ”

"Lord Hui, they were all found, Faitinov was pierced by a Mongol javelin, and Matveyev died under the random arrows of the camp." Neiman learned about the situation of the two men after the war, and replied with some trepidation.

"All dead?" Hearing this answer, Zhao Yun frowned, these two battlefields were commanded by the gray wolf and Neiman, and Zhao Yun still had some understanding of the goals of the battle, and then the end of the battle in these two places, due to the chaos on the battlefield at that time, Zhao Yun was not clear.

Now that he heard that the two of them were hanging, Zhao Yun was of course a little unhappy, after all, Zhao Yun had a good impression of these two commanders before, and he had some thoughts of wanting to take them for his own use.

Suddenly, Zhao Yun was shocked. These two are relatively capable of fighting in the Soviet Russian army, so what about Chita? Thinking that the two leaders of Chita seemed to have the same ending, Zhao Yun's eyes were faintly filled with a little unease.

In recent years, there have been more and more officials around Zhao Yun, but the civilian officials have not been able to handle it. Yegor, the head of the Far Eastern Republic, just looking at his means of cleaning up the mess in the Far East, although it is not good, it is not easy to supply nearly 100,000 troops in the Far East, where wars are frequent, and he can be called a cadre. In the current situation that Zhao Yun is short of people, he can also be called.

"What about Chita? The Soviet Russian army and the Far Eastern army were leveled there? Zhao Yun couldn't help but complain and continued to ask.

"The Soviet Russian army in Chita was originally mostly wounded, the combat strength was mediocre, and there were no high-ranking officers in charge, and after our army entered the city, most of them raised their hands and became prisoners. The Far Eastern Army, because it was mostly locals, resisted the most fiercely, and after 20,000 White Russian troops entered the city and fought in the streets, using the tactics of step-by-step advancement, it took a week to finally wipe them out. As for the defender of Chita, Rashevich was crushed to death by the collapsed city wall in the street fighting, and Yegor, the head of the Far Eastern Republic, also died in the street battle in the city, and was beheaded by his cronies and sacrificed to us. It is not known whether Yegor died at the hands of their own people, or was killed by our soldiers in the chaos. Neiman didn't dare to deceive Zhao Yun, and replied 1510.

"They're all dead!" Zhao Yun's face was very ugly, and there were no eyes on the battlefield, not that whoever wanted to live would definitely be able to survive. So Zhao Yun now has no other way than to complain casually.

After a pause, Zhao Yun mentioned one more thing, "Have you found out the reason why the Russians were beaten by Japan for no reason last time?" ”

Neiman was more concerned about this matter than Zhao Yun, and asked about it as soon as he took over the prisoners, after all, the battle after this defeat of the Soviet Russian army had not turned over the plate, how could Neyman, as a military commander, not be curious. "My lord, it has been found out that there were traitors within Soviet Russia, and their plan of action was known in advance by the Japanese army, so the Japanese army set up an ambush to lure the Soviet Russian forward to go deep alone, and then cut off the waist. In the battle, the elite of the Japanese army accidentally paralyzed the former enemy headquarters of the Soviet Russian army, and the Soviet Russia could not return to the central part of the country, and later....the battlefield was a mess, so it was defeated for no reason. According to the meeting held by the military region after the war, the reason for the defeat was that the military region sent two group armies with different affiliations, and one of them was formed by the merger of the two group armies, so the internal establishment was chaotic, and many posts were fictitious. ”

"Tut-tut......" Although he knew that the Soviet Russians were defeated very unjustly, but after hearing the details, Zhao Yun couldn't help but sigh that the Soviet Russians were actually cheated by their own people. However, there are more than 100,000 people, and there are three collective army numbers, and as soon as a large number of cadres at the army level are grasped, there are more than 20 division-level cadres, and the total number of cadres at the principal and deputy division levels exceeds 100, not to mention those grass-roots officers at the battalion and company level.

"Then do you know the exact number of Russians guarding outside Burleigh?" Zhao Yun continued to ask.

"It is calculated, no less than sixty thousand. After all, there were originally nearly 100,000 troops, although they lost a lot of money twice in Twin Cities and Boli, but the weapons were brought out, and a group of local youths were temporarily recruited to join, so this number was only a little less. Neiman replied.