Clearing the Soviet sentries on the periphery, Tong Batu commanded four cavalry companies, like a furious rush rolling up on the ground in a dark night, quickly approaching the Soviet army.

There was no special loud noise, but they felt that the earth was trembling, and the sleeping Soviet soldiers finally felt the same, opened their sleepy and hazy eyes, and looked over in a daze, what met their eyes was a rapidly approaching and expanding black shadow, a string of flying tongues of fire, and then, only to hear the deafening dense gunfire, only to feel the rain of bullets.

Although the brigade commander had an order not to use sabers, the cavalrymen, who were accustomed to stabbing on horses, could not give up their inherent habits while carrying out the brigade commander's orders, and used the left knife and right gun, or grenade, to smash into the crowd of Soviet troops.

The attack came so suddenly and swiftly, the Soviet soldiers, whose brains were still in a state of confusion, did not understand what was happening at all, first they were beaten to sleep by a dense rain of bullets, and then they became corpses, and then, the cold blades, the sound of breaking through the sky, fell on the heads of the people who were still alive.

The roar of submachine guns and light machine guns, the explosion of grenades, the echo of horses' hooves breaking through the night, the "fluttering" sound of blades entering the body, the screams of the dying people, the panicked shouts of Soviet soldiers, and the roars of the soldiers of the Second Cavalry Brigade are intertwined to form a vivid and bloody picture of the night battle on the grassland.

The raid was direct and effective, and the four cavalry companies of the Tongbatu Brigade completely disrupted the headquarters of the armored brigade of the Third Army of the Transcaucasian Military District of the Soviet Union, as well as the positions of the troops directly under it. In the vast night, the Chinese cavalry suddenly killed like a ghost, so that the Soviet soldiers did not know how many enemies came, they only knew that the dense rain of bullets hit the companions around them, and the blood splashed all over their heads.

The sound of the saber breaking through the air kept ringing, and the Soviet soldiers were running aimlessly. The next moment, I found that my head, which had fallen behind my body, was constantly dropped on armored vehicles and trucks, and there were several loud "booms". Balls of fire exploded, and the flames flickered. Everywhere there were Chinese cavalry like the Grim Reaper. A sabre that glows with cold light, a gun that spits tongues of fire.

As soon as Tong Batu pulled the trigger, the submachine gun erupted a tongue of fire, and in front, several Soviet soldiers spun and fell to the ground. Then, with a sudden grip on the horse's belly, the war horse with the same heart soared into the air. The saber in his left hand suddenly chopped down, and a Soviet soldier who was about to raise his gun to shoot, half of his head was cut off, and the blood splattered rose to his height, Tong Batu, like the soldiers, instinctively chose the left knife and right gun to play, only in this way can he express the pride of the Chinese cavalry in his heart.

Tong Batu circled back the horse's head, then the armored car and the truck, the burning fire, at a glance, a Soviet officer, under the protection of several guards, hiding next to an armored car that had not yet been blown up, constantly shooting, several soldiers of his own troops, were shot down under the horse, Tong Batu was furious, with the reins of the horse, the war horse accelerated, and ran towards the Soviet officer, several guard battalions around him saw it, immediately abandoned the enemy at hand, and chased after him.

The war horse is still galloping, "Da Da Da!" The submachine gun in Tong Batu's hand shot a shuttle of bullets, and several Soviet soldiers, before they fell, Tong Batu's war horse had already swept past the corpse, and his target was the Soviet officer who hit several of his soldiers.

This is a typical chaotic battle, the cavalry of the second brigade and the Soviet soldiers are mixed together, in the dark night, the Soviet soldiers who were hit by a sudden blow can not accurately and clearly judge the enemy situation, even if they climb into the armored car, operate the machine gun in the car, they cannot find the target of shooting, everywhere is chaotic, shaking and running figures, a shuttle of heavy machine gun bullets down, shooting, there must be Chinese cavalry, but the most, is still their own companions.

When the Soviet machine gunner was hesitating, a grenade emitting white smoke flew in the armored car cabin, and under his frightened gaze, the grenade suddenly exploded into a blazing white light.

There was a loud "boom", and the armored car suddenly became a flaming fireball.

Tong Batu's horse was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the Soviet officer, several of his guards had already died under the rain of bullets, and then the shining fire, Tong Batu saw that the Soviet officer's epaulettes were hung with three silver stars, arranged in a triangle, "It's a big fish, at least a regiment commander!" Tong Batu thought to himself.

This kung fu, the Soviet officer, raised the pistol, aimed at himself, his eyes flashed with a desperate and fierce light, Tong Batu smiled hideously, pulled the reins of the horse suddenly, the war horse suddenly stood up, the war knife in his hand slashed like lightning, first cut off the arm of the Soviet officer holding the pistol, and then, briskly slashed across his neck, a bloody arrow spurted out, the life light in the eyes of the Soviet officer, instantly dimmed.

Then, with his face on the ground, a piece of wood fell on the grass, Tong Batu didn't even look back, he flew by, he was extremely confident in his knife skills, and he could clearly feel that the blade had cut the artery and throat of the Soviet officer, and almost cut off the head of the old hairy officer.

Turning the horse's head and glancing at the chaotic battlefield, beside him, there were constantly soldiers running over on flying horses, resisting the desire to kill the war group again, urging the war horse, quickly leaving the battlefield and disappearing into the darkness.

After riding the horse and running for more than ten minutes, Tong Batu restrained the war horse, looked at the luminous watch, and smiled with satisfaction, the entire raid operation, in strict accordance with the pre-formulated battle plan, from the beginning to the end of the battle, to the departure from the battlefield, it took 35 minutes, including 15 minutes from the battlefield, this distance is already outside the Soviet light and heavy machine guns, a safe distance.

The battlefield is still burning, under the light of the fire, the figure of the Soviet soldiers is still running in a panic, the four company commanders, with murderous and bloody aura all over their bodies, gathered around Tong Batu, the commander of the reconnaissance company, Captain Baiyin Baoligao, licked his lips, and said: "Brigade commander, the Soviet army is still in chaos, I estimate that by this time, they still don't know who gave it, such a ruthless blow, it is better for us to kill again and expand the results, if there is a cheap not to pick up, it's a pity!" ”

Tong Batu glared at him and said: "Don't use your brain, you know that we fight and kill, the reason why we take advantage is the effect of the surprise attack, and the Soviet soldiers are mixed together, at this time, if we kill again, as long as the Soviet soldiers have a few light and heavy machine guns, and react, we will become a live target, the gains outweigh the losses, and we will accept it when we see it, and we can't fight such a loss!" The order went down, and the troops immediately left the battlefield and pursued the main force of the brigade. ”

The raid of the 2nd Brigade began and ended quickly, leaving behind burning Soviet armored vehicles and trucks, corpses strewn and wounded, and the screaming of wounded soldiers, and the chaos of fear that lasted until dawn.

The armored brigade of the Third Army of the Transcaucasian Military District of the Soviet Union, the remaining officers, looking at the battlefield full of messes and the troops with heavy casualties, wanted to cry without tears, and hurriedly organized soldiers to rescue the wounded, count the casualties, and bury the corpses, to be honest, until now, they can't believe that the Chinese cavalry unit that was almost surrounded in Irkutsk will come to attack this hand, if it weren't for the corpses of more than a dozen Chinese cavalry left on the battlefield, they would never believe it, this is true.

The casualties and losses were quickly counted, and the six camps of the brigade were all raided by the Chinese cavalry at the same time, and the troops suffered more than 1,800 casualties and soldiers, and more than 100 armored vehicles and trucks were blown up.

The casualties of the Chinese cavalry in the sneak attack made these, the Soviet officers, speechless for a while, six camps, only found the corpses of the Chinese cavalry, less than 60 bodies, more than 40 dead war horses, that is to say, more than 20 minutes of raid, the Chinese cavalry killed more than 1,800 soldiers of the Soviet Red Army, more than 100 armored vehicles and trucks with a casualty ratio of 1 to 30.

When the Soviet officers were still thinking about how to report the losses to the commander of the army, Major General Sergeyev, a bad news came that the brigade commander and brigade political commissar Colonel Nikolagsky was killed, he was hacked to death by the saber of the Chinese cavalry, and the whole head, only half of which was attached to the neck, and the death was extremely miserable and indecent.

The soldier who was responsible for burying the corpse identified his identity from the epaulettes of the comrade brigade commander, did not dare to act rashly, maintained the posture of the comrade brigade commander, before the heroic sacrifice, and flew over to report this, for these officers of the armored brigade who survived, it was no less than a bolt from the blue.

Anyone can die in the armored brigade, even if most of the family is gone, and when the toss is gone, there is not much of a problem, but the death of the brigade commander and political commissar Comrade Nikolagsky, for the officers who are still alive, it is a catastrophe, and if it is not good, everyone must be buried together.

In the armored brigade, Comrade Nikolagsky's special identity is not a secret, just one of the important members of the military region's anti-terrorism committee, this identity, can walk sideways in the Transcaucasian Military District, plus he is a comrade commander of the military district, personally approved to serve as the chief of military and political affairs in the armored brigade, the combination of the dual identity is enough to make the surviving officers headed by the brigade chief of staff, Lieutenant Colonel Vladimir, be silent, and a cool breeze will blow in the back of their heads.

(To be continued) (To be continued.) )