More than 1,000 shells gave Vladivostok another complete baptism.

The Qin convoy, which had arrived in Vladivostok the day before yesterday, brought the last supplies and military supplies to the army. This is the third time they have made a month's worth of supplies, even though the previous two armies have not yet arrived.

And three days ago, on the day of the first day of the official attack on Vladivostok by the Qin Army, the battleships of the Beiyang Fleet after participating in an artillery bombardment sounded the whistle to go home. They carried away more than 5,000 Slavs, natives, bannermen, and even a few Han Chinese. The latter are still wearing their braids as always.

The convoy that left yesterday carried the last group of marines in the port, while more than 3,000 civilians were taken away in one piece.

These people, like their predecessors, wept and wept bitterly, just like the civilians who had been carried away by the two convoys earlier; Howling, wailing. But it didn't work at all. On the contrary, some of these people who stood out would be taught a lesson by the Qin soldiers with whips, or they would be directly pushed aside.

The fragile walls of Vladivostok had long been torn apart by shells, and as soon as the shelling stopped, a colonel's officer waved his hand, and a brigade of infantry soldiers bravely rushed to Vladivostok.

Stantinovic was a brave man. Although he was new to land warfare, he knew that his presence on the front line would give courage to the soldiers who insisted on resisting. At the first moment when the cannonfire stopped, he led his guards to the south of the city.

The distance from the headquarters to the front line in the south of the city was very short, and the detour of the streets and houses was only five or six hundred meters at most, but in this short room of 100 meters, Stantinovic was stunned to walk for more than a quarter of an hour.

The whole city has completely changed. The shelling caused irreparable damage to Vladivostok. The sturdy building had been blown into ruins, and only one charred wall remained. It's hard to find a complete house in a bustling street. The ground is littered with craters, large and small.

Monia Tavern. The building is entirely made of stone, and the cold can't be thrown into the tavern in winter. This is a favorite place for men in Vladivostok. What now? The whole building is like tofu scum that has been punched hard. Erosion collapses.

Captain Vasily was directing his soldiers and militia to organize a defensive line to resist the Qin army's attack. In the rain of bullets, there are also brave men who are trying their best to repair the gaps in the defensive line.

The fierce Cossacks were just as capable of fighting on land. Without war horses, they still have muskets and swords in their hands, and their combat effectiveness is many times better than the armed civilians who have been gathered.

"Boom, boom, boom-" The Qin army's cannon, which had stopped for a while, seemed to have discovered something and continued to sound.

The attacking forces withdrew, and this was only the first round of exploratory attacks today. Because of **, it ended hastily. The colonel ordered the troops to be counted, and twelve were killed in battle. Twenty more people were injured.

"The Russian troops in the city still have the strength to fight back, and we should continue to bombard until they completely lose their combat effectiveness." The colonel had a message to the command behind him. The Qin army had a large amount of arms and ammunition in its hands, and the carrying capacity of the transport fleet was much more powerful than that of the horse-drawn carriages on land. In his mind, the value of a soldier's life is much higher than the value of ammunition.

Seeing that the Chinese troops outside the city had stopped attacking, Vasily hurriedly asked his men to help strengthen the broken fortifications and count the casualties. But only a moment later, the Russian army in the south of the city was hit hard by the sudden turn of the Qin army's artillery bombardment.

"Fortunately, they are extending into the city again."

Since the Hengshan swept the coastal defense runway, the Russian army has been suppressed by artillery for too long. When I saw the artillery fire in the south of the city extending into the city. Vasily muttered so irresponsibly in his heart. There were a large number of casualties, many houses were on fire, and Vasily was already calling for people to hurry up and put out the fires. Then it was to use stones to reinforce the scattered fortifications and build bunkers that could withstand the guns.

The second shelling was the same as the first. Now there are no key targets in the city of Vladivostok. Twenty minutes later, as soon as the artillery fire stopped, another battalion of sortie infantry again attacked Vladivostok.

The gunshots in the south of the city crackled like fried beans. During this period, the mortars of the Qin army fired out waves from time to time, putting heavy pressure on the Russian army.

Mao Shengfang's brows furrowed. The resistance in Vladivostok was much greater than the Qin army had previously anticipated. The more than 10,000 bannermen who fled here were one of the pillars of resistance in the city. These people fought very resolutely, which made Qin Jun hate it very much. Although the army has been steady since the start of the war. There is no impatience. But as the front-line commander of the troops, Mao Shengfang felt that he had slaughtered all the bannermen in the city, and there was nothing he couldn't do.

The Qin army had the absolute upper hand in firepower, and mortar shells constantly bombarded the ruined southern city of Vladivostok. Houses, whether they are cement buildings or stone buildings, are all like steamed buns that have been gnawed by dogs, and the dogs' teeth are intertwined everywhere.

Snipers killed the Russian troops who stuck out their heads one by one, and the death of every Russian army and militia was like a heavy drum beating on the heart of the resisting Russian army. Every time someone falls, their hearts shrink. These Slavs, who have always looked down on the yellow race, are approaching the bottom line of their spiritual endurance little by little, and the strong stimulus of death makes them heartbroken.

Or the more stable dìng of the flag man table xiàn. These banner men who bear the hatred of the country and the family hatred, the banner men who have no way to retreat at their own expense, are unwilling to be captured, and let the Qin army knead them, they can only fight to the death.

Vasily lay on his stomach behind a glimpse of the broken wall. In the past few days, there have been fifteen Russian officers in the south of the city who have died under cold guns, not to mention ordinary soldiers. Vasily's immediate superiors all went to heaven because of this, which is one of the reasons for the low morale of the Russian army in the south of the city. Now the Russian army and militia in the south of the city have also learned to be obedient, and one by one the dejected turtles are cowering behind bunkers everywhere, without showing their heads.

So Statinovic and his party came to the southern city for less than half an hour, and this group of people no longer had the tidiness they had before. Most of them had mud, maceration and blood stains on their uniforms, and a few of them were unlucky enough to suffer injuries ranging from severity. This includes Stantinovic himself. His arm was cut open by a shell fragment. The blood stains on the wound are still slowly spreading outward, and the wound wrapped in gauze is still bleeding.

So Stantinovic, who came to boost the morale of the soldiers, ran back not long after he came to the south of the city.

In the afternoon of the same day, the Qin army again attacked the southern area of Vladivostok and firmly held the victory. The entire battle in Vladivostok has changed. The 'day of destruction', which the Russians have always felt in their hearts, has never felt it so clearly to all.

Shkotovo. It is less than a hundred miles away from Vladivostok.

Originally, there was a relatively large city, the Great Kamen, with four or five thousand inhabitants. It is the largest town in the Skotovo region. But the location of the Grand Kameni near the sea made it impossible to escape the guns of the Chinese Beiyang Fleet.

Residents fled inland.

The Slavs, who had lost their homeland, hated the Chinese army to the core. This is easy to understand. Just like the people of many ethnic minorities in Northeast China, such as the Hezhe, Oroqen, Evenki, and Kirgiz, they all gritted their teeth and hated Lao Maozi to the bone.

It's all the same.

"Vladivostok is the center of Primorsky Province. It is home to seventy percent of the population of the entire Primorsky Province. Dushenov, the head of the Grand Kamen, was explaining his reasons in a very calm voice. We had to attack, use the speed of the cavalry to attack, and not seek to kill and wound the enemy, who had many more troops than us, and whose weapons and equipment were not something we could contend with. We only need to contain part of the strength of the Chinese and give Vladivostok strength. Let Vladivosk continue to hold on.

It is already late October [the ninth month of the lunar calendar], and heavy snow will soon cover the entire coast. Winter is our best friend and reinforcement. As long as we can support the arrival of heavy snow, the Chinese will not be able to defeat us. ”

Of course, Duchenov knew that the current attack was likely to bring disaster to Shkotovo, but if this was not the case, Vladivostok might not be able to save it in the blink of an eye. When the Chinese occupy Vladivostok, they will never let Shkotovo go, and they will be finished as well.

At that time, they will still die, and their families will be dragged with them.

And if the current life of Shkotovo is exchanged for these few days, and if you persist until the heavy snow arrives in Primorsky Province, maybe Primorsky Province will still have a glimmer of life. At that time, they were heroes, and their families would naturally survive.

Dushenov convinced everyone. The sergeant of Shkotovo very solemnly saluted Dushenov, there is nothing to say, this is a sacrifice.

If they succeed, they will always be remembered as heroes. And if it fails, everyone in Shkotovo may not see the sun of the coming year.

Only those who have been colonized will understand the horror of the word 'enemy occupation'.

The Cossack leader Gromov behind Dushenov also nodded in agreement, and it was the glory of the Cossacks to be able to die heroically on the battlefield. They also belong to the Transbaikal Cossacks.

In total, Shkotovo gathered more than seven hundred cavalrymen, of which nearly two hundred were Cossacks.

These men were the men of the family one moment, and the next moment they left their wives and children, took up arms, and stepped on their horses, they were the most feared warriors in Siberia.

Gromov's wife draped her black cloak over her husband, "May the Lord bless you, dear." ”

"Rest assured waiting for me to come back. Christ will bless His believers. ”

Gromov was dressed in a black riding suit, a black cloak, a tall war horse, and a snowy cavalry knife, this is the Cossack. "Keep an eye on the kids, I'll be back soon." Gromov kissed his wife, then turned on his horse and drew his shiny cavalry sword. At this moment, he completed the transformation from husband to father to warrior. (To be continued......)