"Report to the general, the enemy suddenly changed the direction of the march and rushed towards the front of our side, three hundred armored tanks, and another fifteen hundred strange motor vehicles!"

"What ?!!" Zhukov stood up suddenly, but the sharp pain in his leg made him squat back on the saddle again, and the original black wound cracked again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The adjutant on the side didn't dare to use gunpowder to seal the wound this time, but took a bandage and quickly bandaged it.

"Order, the front army stops marching, and the middle army moves forward at a speed!" Zhukov has not thought about such a problem, but the other side only has 300 tanks of its own, how to solve the supply problem?

After more than 300 kilometers of travel, it is estimated that those tanks have long been lying on their stomachs because of lack of fuel!

But now, instead of being thrown up, there are 1,500 more motor vehicles!!

What kind of battle are these people fighting!!

"Damn it!!" Enduring the severe pain of the wound, Zhukov looked up at the sky, and suddenly a terrible thought appeared in his heart, was he at war with the devil?

The opponent's strength has gone from 20,000 to 300,000, and now to 500,000!

And the armored combat vehicles have gone from nothing to the current 300, and suddenly there are more than 1,000 unknown things.

The more your own troops are fighting, the more you fight, the more you are getting stronger!

Devil!

It's the devil!

Before the battle, Zhukov was timid!

"Boom..."

"Tutu Tu Tu...

On the battlefield full of gunsmoke, countless horses and servants galloped wildly in the mud splashes, and the neighing tanks in front braved the rain of bullets and bullets to insert into the front of the Soviet army.

The mountain artillery that crossed here has always had a question in my heart, why during World War II, there were no cavalry tactics to cooperate with tanks!

Of course, it is because of the slower speed of the tank, but the speed of the BT-7 combat vehicle has a tendency to surpass the war horse.

You know, this was before World War II!

The T28, which acted as the main force, lay down one after another in the anti-tank grenades of the Soviet army, but also gave the BT-7 many opportunities in the back.

The roar of the heavy machine gun reaped wave after wave of death squads who wanted to get closer.

And the walk-behind tractor in the back also broke into the battle with the MG42.

In just five minutes, the 150,000 troops at the front of the Soviet army were forcefully repulsed for three miles!

It's not that it's a rout, it's that the battlefield is getting cheaper to the east with the firepower of the ringing horses!

Tru took two army commanders and meticulously carried out the orders issued by the mountain artillery from the communicator.

"Steady, don't rush forward!"

"The left flank pauses its action and waits for the advance of the center!!"

"The right wing picks up speed and goes hand in hand with the other two lines!"

"The left wing continues!!"

The mountain artillery's requirement for this operation is not to break down!

It's a flat push!

The front of the Soviet army that was pushed moved back, and then converged with the central part of the Soviet army, and the second child cut into the battlefield from the middle at this time, completely disrupting the enemy's formation!

Such tactics are very demanding on one's own side.

One is firepower!

The second is speed!

The third is not to leave time for the enemy to react!

Otherwise, the second team's team will fall into the embarrassing situation of being caught in the middle and rear of the Soviet army!

If Zhukov realizes his purpose, he will definitely give up the front and attack the second child with all his might.

As a result, the Soviet army lost its front, and its own side also lost its second child, and the two sides once again became in a state of confrontation.

But if that's the case, then you will definitely lose!

Because there are few soldiers!

The Soviet artillery fire was dying, and the assault BT-7 had achieved its operational goal and extinguished the enemy's heavy firepower.

And the walk-behind tractors in the rear, also relying on the vitality cover, shifted the Soviet troops to the east for another bombardment.

Stepping on the soft and warm soil, the mountain artillery followed the guards on foot, and in front of them, there were almost nothing left except the corpses of the Soviet soldiers and their own broken tanks.

There are very few casualties!

As for the damaged tank, it is not produced by the system, and there is no way to repair the mountain artillery.

The bandits and horses in the car, because the individual defense equipment was good enough, did not die because of the damage to the tank, but rushed forward with the army with their guns.

After the mountain artillery was recovered one by one, he was about to summon the war horse to chase the army that was about to disappear from sight, but Jiang Chen's communication came.

"Master, all the millions of Soviet troops in Kazan have left the city, our feint attack has been recognized, and we wanted to move north, but the Soviet army is bent on attacking our main battlefield, and as a last resort, our troops fought to the death and suffered heavy casualties!"

The mountain cannon was stunned, "Evacuate, evacuate north!" Leave the green mountains without worrying about running out of firewood, block a wool, deploy mines, and delay the speed of the enemy's pursuit of your department, if they chase after me on the battlefield, just let them in! ”

"Understood!"

Hanging up the communication, the mountain artillery hurriedly took out the combat map, and the distance between Kazan and the main battlefield had become 70 kilometers because of their own surprise attack.

No matter how fast the Soviet army is, it is impossible to come over in the blink of an eye.

Even if it is a forced march, it is estimated that it will take two days!

There's still plenty of time to destroy your pursuers!

"Jiang Chen still hasn't learned badly, he has brought all the gas bombs, why don't you throw a few into the city!" The mountain artillery rubbed his head, feeling that this war was over, and he still needed to conduct training and training.

We are bandits, we don't want any morality, as long as we can answer and win, what means can't be used?!

Just as he was about to put away the map, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in the mountain artillery's mind.

The whole army of Kazan City was dispatched ?!

When they encounter Jiang Chen, they will definitely divide a part of their forces and contain Jiang Chen's 100,000 servant army.

And the rest are still attacking the main battlefield on their side.

And the second child, who wandered outside the battlefield, bypassed the north and raided Kazan City with one person and two horses, it was not without a chance!

Why fight this battle?

It's all about trying to open up the unfavorable situation of front and back blocking.

Now the opportunity is here!

The strategic goal is still Kazan City!

Let this big city become Yekaterinburg again!

"Second, pause the action. One man and two horses, detoured from the north, avoided Jiang Chen's team, and raided Kazan City! You only have two days! ”

"No problem!"

Listening to the categorical voice in the communicator, the mountain cannon was a little strange, "Why did you answer so simply?" ”

"Master, I'm lost! I just found the direction, but I didn't expect to deviate fifty miles to the west! ”

"Grass!" The mountain artillery is a little skeptical, whether this goods can find Kazan City!

From now on, the mountain artillery no longer dared to let the second child lead the troops alone!

Oh, there's another stupid, stupid big one!

The battle plan was rearranged, the mountain artillery again adjusted the main battlefield, the raid stopped, and it shifted to the west!

Zhukov, who was beaten by heavy firepower, was already pale, and a total of 600,000 troops in the front and center were repelled by the opponent's 300,000 in one day!

"Operational intelligence!!"

"All the enemy tanks have disappeared, fifty BT-7s have disappeared, those strange tractors have suffered very little losses, and our enemy kills cannot be calculated, it is estimated that it will not exceed 10,000. We suffered 110,000 casualties..."

"Poof..."

Zhukov, who was depressed, fainted after spitting blood under the attack of illness and wounds and battlefield defeat. (To be continued.) )