With the arrival of Rashevich at the front, the morale of the Far Eastern Army in the southern city was somewhat restored, but many people were already frightened by the explosion just now, and they all trembled and tried to stay away from the city wall. "Plug the gap!" Rashevich roared that there was no need for a front-line commander to command, there were already bold people who would do it.

But the expected enemy infantry outside the city did not arrive, but the sound of the "rumbling" cavalry hooves was getting closer and closer.

"What's the situation? Does the other side want cavalry to attack the city? Rashevich muttered silently, not the slightest surprise at the appearance of the cavalry, this year, the equipment of the White Russian army is no longer a disadvantaged weapon for guerrillas, listening to the "boom" at the north gate, you can know that the artillery of the two sides is fighting fiercely. The other side even used the artillery that had been hidden in the snow on a large scale, so what was there to surprise some cavalry. But how can the cavalry attack the city, this is what Lashevic thinks in his heart, "Does the opposing cavalry want to enter the city from the gap?" Thinking of this very possible option, Lashevich immediately led people to the gap, seized the time to fill the gap, and even ordered a circular machine-gun fortification to be set up with sandbags a hundred meters behind the gap.

I have to say that Rashevic's idea was very good, and even in case the gap was not blocked, he also thought about the subsequent filing, but what he encountered was by no means what his experience could have predicted.

The rolling cavalry outside the city, taking advantage of the dark night, approached the city wall, but there was no tragic siege of the city as imagined by the Far Eastern Army, but wave after wave, along the gap in the city wall at high speed, they kept shooting arrows, the white feathers of the arrow tail in the dim light of the fire in the city, like snow. The Mongol cavalry's characteristic inaccurate projectile over a wide area caused the defenders who tried to plug the gap to be attacked immediately and suffered heavy losses. The continuous pouring of arrows instantly turned the open space before and after the gap in the city wall into a "thatched field", and even the strong city wall was planted with a lot of white arrow feathers.

Of course, the defenders are not powerless, the defenders behind the city wall calmly fought back, their guns one after another, dense as a weaving net, with the machine guns urgently carried over began to strafe, it was the high-speed sweeping Mengcai, there were also people on the road, from time to time someone fell off the horse with heavy injuries, turned into a pool of clear water in the dark night.

Death was not terrible for the Mongols in these camps, but Timur was not willing to expose the cavalry to the dense fire of the defenders and make unnecessary sacrifices. After all, Lao Maozi's fierceness is well known, and solving the old Maozi at the head of the city does not mean that he can enter the city safely, and there are more bloody street battles in the city, which many people in the White Russian army who attacked the city have personally experienced it.

"Withdraw!" Timur gave an order, and the 4,000 Mongolian cavalry attacking the city made a neat arc turn and quickly withdrew from the battlefield, leaving only the sound of blind shooting from the Far Eastern Army.

"The machine gun continues to fire!" Rashevich heard the sound of the opposing cavalry's hooves in the distance, but he did not dare to guarantee whether there would be no next wave of enemy attacks in the dark night, so he could only use the "spitting and spitting" sound of machine guns to embolden himself. At this moment, he no longer worries about the consumption of machine gun bullets, what he is most worried about is not the enemy army outside the city, where the mountains are full of black holes, and there is no need to think about how many people there are on the other side. What he was worried about was inside the city, and the discerning person who had just exploded just now knew at a glance that there was a small work of the other party in the city!

Sure enough, his fears were fulfilled, and soon gunfire rang out in the city, and the office of Yegor, the "handle-bearer" of the Far Eastern Republic, was also attacked by armed men.

Fortunately, the machine gun was crisscrossed by the dark fort, and the other party did not succeed, but the other party surrounded the office station, and the telephone line of the office station was also cut off by the other party. Without Yegor's involvement, Rashevich could not command the Soviet and Russian guest troops stranded in the city, and could only command his own subordinates, more than 3,000 Far Eastern troops scattered in the city. Looking at the current situation, Rashevic felt like crying.

There aren't enough troops! The battle at the North Gate was scorching, and more than 1,000 Far Eastern troops were firmly held there. Rashevich himself can't transfer troops from them if he doesn't send more troops there, and the more than 300 guards guarding Yegor can't be mobilized at the moment. In addition, the more than 1,000 troops scattered on the city walls at the east and west ends could not be adjusted, so the actual strength in Lashevic's hands was only six or seven hundred. And there is such a gap in the southern city wall, which reimburses a quarter of the combat effectiveness of a battalion in the southern city, plus the kung fu of just such a cigarette, Rashevich filled it with more than 100 young men, fortunately, the other party retreated, if it is filled again, then Rashevich has no soldiers even if he wants to fight in the streets.

"Where are those Russian troops now?" Rashevic thought about it, let's ask these guests to help! Otherwise, Chita will definitely have to lose, at the moment everyone is in the same boat, if Chita is lost, they will not be able to run.

In fact, for these guest troops, Lashevic's heart was holding back the fire, pumping bullets and food, not to mention, and also "captured" several machine guns in the city, which sounded like borrowing, but now I ask you to pay it back, will you pay it back?

However, now that the situation is critical, Lashevich doesn't want to bother with them, as long as they can go up to the city wall and let themselves get out of Yegor's siege, then they can have three hundred more battle-hardened elites in their hands. After all, the enemy has just retreated and will not come again in the short term.

As for letting them go to the rescue, Rashevich estimated that they would ask for more resources from the Far Eastern Republic afterwards by "rescuing the leader of a certain country". For the sake of the few resources in the treasury, Lashevic gritted his teeth and decided to fight for more losses and go to the rescue himself.

After about a meal, Rashevich got a reply from the Soviet and Russian guest troops in the city, and the other party was persuaded by the "legitimate" reason of Lashevich and promised to come to the aid immediately.

However, Rashevich's mood now is "ice and fire", happy that he can finally get out of here, and shockingly, there is no mood to rescue Yegor at the moment, because his subordinates have begun to show some "symptoms".

The enemy outside the city just now used a "retro" strike method, which caused heavy losses to the Far Eastern Army, which had long been familiar with the method of attacking with guns and ammunition, but many of them were only hit by arrows, but they did not immediately "hang". And the way the other party threw also caused many soldiers who were shooting behind the city wall to be more or less hit by one or two arrows, some of which may not be fatal, so these Far Eastern soldiers who have been begging for a living on the battlefield all year round also gritted their teeth and resisted. After all, it's better than losing a small life, being bruised or drilling a small eye or something.

But it was this meal that they began to feel that something was wrong. The wound treated by the medical staff felt numb, which was not like the feeling of being anesthetic, but a prelude to being unconscious and not listening to the call. When I lifted the gauze, I saw that the small wound that was originally just a bruise was now a fist-sized bruise, and it was turning from blue to black to purple, and the wound began to corrode and showed signs of spreading to all sides.

"Poisonous!" The first time Lashevic got the feedback from the medical guards, he reacted, and the other party's retreat just now was not repelled by machine guns, but waiting! I'm waiting for the poison of the soldiers on my side!

"Despicable!" Looking at the dense arrow feathers that still remained on the city wall, and thinking of the terrifying toxins attached to their arrows, Rashevic couldn't help but wonder when he was angry, the other party was so generous, how much does this cost! This is by no means something that those White Russian nobles can do, so where did these cavalry come from?

"You die!" Just now, a White Russian soldier who rushed to the city wall was kicked out of the way by a bald soldier of the Far Eastern Army on the other side and turned into a rolling gourd.

Ignoring the White Russian soldier who did not know his life and death, while the bald Far Eastern Army soldier was collecting his legs, two White Russian soldiers immediately climbed to the top of the city and stepped forward to fight with the Far Eastern Army in hand-to-hand combat. Now the situation in the city is too chaotic, guns are no longer the best choice, fists and daggers are the most handy, and many strong soldiers can just take this opportunity to use their fists and kicks.

I saw that the bald Far Eastern Army soldier with a big waist and a round waist stared at him, tensed the lumpy muscles on his body, and rushed towards the two White Russian soldiers who had just landed in the city, and at the same time used his speed to swing two punches. The bald man's punch action was fast, and the opponent's reaction was not slow, and the two of them quickly squatted down to avoid the bald man's fist, and the other turned sideways and gave the bald head a backhand hook. You must know that among these White Russian soldiers, not only civilians, but also some caravan guards with good skills have also been carried naked by the White Russian army to join the tide of White Russian rebels.

The bald head couldn't help but take two steps back by this blow, and the fierce look on his face was even worse, the bald head was extremely tall and strong, and the height of the two people who had just climbed the city wall was only as tall as the bald head and shoulders. And the White Russian soldier who had just repelled the bald head was also uncomfortable, and the recoil of that punch almost pushed him off the city. Fortunately, the White Russian soldier who was squatting on the ground pulled him in time to pick up his life.

Seeing that these three people are not good at stubble, whether it is the White Russian army that came to the city immediately, or the Far Eastern Army at the head of the city, they all forgot about the three of them intentionally or unintentionally, and even moved their feet slightly, giving them some space to come out.

"Hey, hey!" The bald head pinched his fingers, "Gaba", the fierce color on his face, overflowing with words, this strong visual effect made the people present unanimously believe that it was the best choice for the two White Russian soldiers on the opposite side to jump off the city wall immediately, otherwise they would definitely be flattened later.