The Russians set off this fire so fiercely.

Although the Northern Navy troops were more than 20 kilometers away from the fire site, it was autumn now. It was when the weather was dry and the plants were withered. The fire burned very quickly with the wind. In less than an hour, it formed a fire wall of two kilometers long north and south, and the propulsion speed reached several kilometers per hour. If it was a little later, Zhao Xin would have to take everyone to escape to the other side of the Angara River.

With Zhao Xin's order, thousands of Northern Navy took emergency action. They first cleared a circular isolation belt more than 100 meters wide and two kilometers long outside the camp; then they dug trenches inside the isolation belt, and through several water pumps taken out by Zhao Xin, water was diverted from two wells in the village into the ditches.

Liu Sheng also received the news, so he ordered the troops on the west bank of the Angara River and the north bank of the Belaya River to retreat to the other side of the river.

On an open space in Mikhailovka village, several small diesel generators and pump motors roared, and dozens of engineering lighting illuminated the village inside and outside like daytime. Everyone was busy, and Zhao Xin sent cavalry to convey the progress of the fire to the command center at any time.

At this time, an Oroqen soldier found his company commander and said that just cleaning the fire belt might not be possible. He had heard from the old man in the village that when encountering such a fire, he had to use fire to attack the fire.

"The northwest wind is blowing now. Isn't it burning yourself? Such a wide isolation belt is enough!" The company commander is from Henan and has never seen a fire on the grassland.

"Company Commander, no! The dry grass is very light, and it can float far away when it is blown by the wind, and it cannot be stopped at all!"

After hearing the soldiers' explanation, the company commander immediately took him to the regiment commander Chen Jishan to report. Not long after, Zhao Xin also knew. After listening to the soldiers' explanation, he immediately understood, and then ordered the soldier to take his men to light a fire in the opposite direction from more than 300 meters away from the outside of the fire belt. In this way, the fire belt became more than 400 meters wide.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, the fire finally came. Within the sight, the empty fields seemed to be poured with gasoline, and the flames arrived in a blink of an eye. Thanks to the idea of ​​the Oroqen soldier, the line of fire stopped more than 400 meters away from Mikhailovka Village, and then swept along the north and south sides of the fire belt.

"Success! It's so fucking!" Zhao Xin looked at the prairie fire outside the village in a furious manner, thinking that he had "enjoyed" Napoleon's treatment in advance.

The fire burned for several days, turning the alluvial plain between the Belaya River and the Angara River into scorched earth. Although it had a certain impact on the military operations of the Northern Navy, it made the new immigrants secretly happy. They didn't even need to hoe the grass. They immediately searched the guys before they turned cold and could just plant crops in the spring next year.

In the early morning of August 30, the Northern Navy set out from Mikhailovka village, responsible for opening the road was more than 20 armored vehicles. At the same time, the cavalry battalion sent a post to provoke forward for reconnaissance. When they arrived at the village of Cheremhovo, they found that the center and sides of the road were filled with wreckage of materials turned into coke, which was discharged one kilometer away. Fortunately, there were armored vehicles leading the road, knocking away the obstacles and clearing a road for the subsequent troops.

The 18th century army marched at most dozens of miles a day, and even if the road conditions were good, fifty miles was the limit. The Russian army's remnants of tens of thousands of soldiers could not get faster. In order to allow tens of thousands of people to retreat to the west bank of the Oka River, Rumensev arranged a blocking position in Kutulik.

The problem is that the Russian army will never correctly estimate the strength of the Northern Navy. If the distance of fifty kilometers is 50 kilometers, it will take at least two days for infantry and cavalry to go. But is that a matter of armored vehicles with a speed of fifty kilometers per hour? Even if you drive slowly, it will be two or three hours.

At 10 a.m., when the Russian troops in Kutulik village were still preparing to set off, the scouts came to report that the enemy was catching up!

However, when the Russian officers and soldiers who were hurriedly organizing defense saw the twenty-four green monsters roaring in rows and heading towards them, the shock and fear in the Russian army's hearts were imaginable.

It is only the end of the 18th century that the British industrial revolution has begun. Watt's two-way steam engine has only been in its inception for ten years. Its main purpose is the textile industry. The entire steam era has just begun to emerge.

The Russian general in charge of the rear of the palace was Lieutenant General Ivan Vasilyevich Gudovic. This man was not only the commander of the army, but also the governor of Ryazan Province and Tambov of the Tsarist Russian Empire, and also served as the inspector of the Russian army infantry and cavalry.

By the way, Prince Baglation, who was gloriously killed in the Russian-French war in another time and space, is now an infantry captain under his command.

Some people may ask, why is the dignified prince just a captain in the army?

Don’t underestimate the captains of the classical European era. Since the beginning of the 18th century, with the completion of the reform of the rank system of the European army, the captain has become a watershed in the career of an officer in the European army, and even more so in the navy.

Although the lieutenant is also an official, they are not much better than the big head soldiers except for their better clothes. To give the simplest example, in the Prussian army, the annual salary of a lieutenant is 131 tale silver coins (one tale contains 28 grams of silver), while the annual income of a captain is as high as 3,000 tale.

Once you obtain this position, not only will the general and marshal no longer be a dream, but you can also become a member of the upper class. For example, France is now governing locally, and the British military chief in Australia is a captain, and the power of life and death is in control.

Lieutenant General Gudovic, who came to the front line after hearing the news, brought his officers to a temporary fortress. When they held up their telescopes and saw more than 20 green monsters coming from a distance, they were all shocked.

"Gentlemen, who can tell me what the Chinese have taken out again this time?"

Regarding Lieutenant General Gudovic's questions, a middle-aged officer who had been to England and had seen a steam engine hesitated: "Your Excellency, according to the information of the scouts, I think it might be a mechanically driven device."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Maybe there is a group of people behind it pushing it forward." The person who spoke was a cavalry colonel.

"No, the scout said there were cavalry behind those monsters, and they did not see infantry."

"Oh? Then Vasilyevich, what can you do to destroy it? This thing makes the soldiers below panic and must stop them!"

As the officers spoke, the North Navy's armored vehicles stopped 700 meters away from the Russian defense line.

"God, why can't they stop? Why are they wasting time there?" Lieutenant General Gudovic turned his face to the artillery captain and said, "Hey, Captain, fire a shot and test the enemy's reality."

"Each gunner is yours!" An officer issued a command. After a moment, the gunners quickly loaded the shells and raised the muzzle slightly.

In the era of smoothbore guns, there is a lot of knowledge in shooting solid bullets. For example, if the elevation angle of the muzzle exceeds 12 degrees, it will not be able to bounce after it lands, but will fall directly into the ground. Therefore, even if the enemy is still far away from the initial landing of the solid bullet, the gunner will still shoot at a small elevation angle of no more than two to three degrees. The purpose is to hope that the solid bullet can hit the target after the first or second landing.

"No. 1, let it go!" The captain issued a command.

The artillery soldiers on the No. 1 artillery position jumped away quickly, and the six-pound field cannon made a deafening roar. A solid bullet of nearly three kilograms flew over the heads of the Russian officers and soldiers under the turret, making a buzzing whistling.

In this era, the "pound" mentioned by artillery in European countries refers to "artillery pound", which is a completely different concept from the "trade pound" in business. For Russia, the so-called "artillery pound" refers to the weight of a solid cast iron ball with a diameter of 50.79 mm; the weight of a gun pound is 487~488 grams, while the weight of a trade pound is 408.98 grams.

The Russian army's gun was quite accurate, with nearly three kilograms of solid bounce flying out of 600 yards, bounced up on the ground, and then hit the right front corner of the front of an armored vehicle with huge kinetic energy, and then a loud noise with an echo was made.

"I've hit it!"

"Ula~la~la!"

Since the cannons fired, all the soldiers on the Russian army's positions looked up and cheered when they saw the cannon hit the enemy. At this time, the sun poked out from the clouds, and the cannon and the dazzling sunlight just now merged together, causing the thousands of Russian troops present to feel inspired.

But a few minutes later, the scene made the Russian generals on the fort stunned. The green-skinned monster hit by a solid bullet slowly moved twice, and at the same time, the flat round box with a long tube on it began to rotate slightly. Lieutenant General Gudovic, who was watching with a telescope, felt instinctively unpleasant, and he immediately shouted: "The artillery continues to fire!"

In fact, the Russian army's first shot was purely a pie from the sky. The field cannon was only 40% hit at a distance of 700 yards, so the second shot didn't hit anything.

However, during this period, all the North Navy armored vehicles also completed shooting and aiming.

Suddenly, the 30mm machine cannon on the armored vehicle was shot and let out a deafening roar. The tracer bullets mixed in the shell turned the armored vehicle into a monster that spitted out flames. The front of the turret where Lieutenant General Gudovic was immediately began to continuously ripple the explosion of smoke and dust.

Just as the Russian army's faces under the fort became blue and white, the other twenty-three armored vehicles also began to spit out flames. At this moment, the Russian frontier troops were killed and injured. The armored vehicles in the wilderness roared as they opened fire, almost covering up the explosion on the position and the screams of the shots.

Twenty-four armored vehicles and twenty-four rapid-fire cannons, like twenty-four huge sickles, caused a bloody storm on the Russian army's positions.

"O God! That's the devil! The devil in hell!"

"We're done! Run!"

The Russian army in the rear saw the frontier fire explosions one after another, and the limbs and flesh of the war horses were all frightened. Then the strict formation became disintegrating, and tens of thousands of people began to flee.

When the 30mm rapid-fire gun was launched continuously, the minimum rate of fire was 200 rounds per minute, and each vehicle had a 500 rounds of ammunition, so the artillery bombardment of the North Navy armored vehicles lasted for only one minute and stopped. However, in this minute, it caused huge damage to the Russian frontier troops. The several forts at the forefront were all blown up and down, and the bodies of the dead were crowded with the turrets.

The 49-year-old Lieutenant General Gudovic was blinded by shrapnel. Fortunately, his deputy dragged him off the turret under the fire, then helped him up the restless war horse, and fled in panic.

After seeing that the Russian army had begun to be defeated on the entire line, Zhao Xin, who was sitting in the armored vehicle, opened the top cover, poked out half of his body, waved his hand in a daze, and ordered all the vehicles to advance forward, and at the same time, he used a walkie-talkie to notify the troops behind to follow.

Although the Russian infantry fled very quickly, could they have armored vehicles and cavalry?

When the first cavalry battalion, two hundred meters behind the armored vehicle, received the attack order, the battalion commander Samusuxin said that he had finally waited for this day! He pulled out his shiny sabre and turned around and shouted loudly against his opponent: "Caval Battalion, attack!"

So, five hundred cavalrymen rode their horses and walked quickly in platoons. After bypassing the armored convoy, they formed an arrow in the formation. After walking for more than 200 meters quickly, they immediately started running and accelerated.

Don’t be misled by film and television dramas. The madman makes the war horses accelerate their charges at nearly one kilometer!

When using slow stroll, the speed of war horses is about 5.2~6.5 kilometers per hour, the speed of war horses is 12~15 kilometers per hour, and the speed of 18~24 kilometers per hour. The speed of cavalry can reach more than 30 kilometers per hour when walking with attack, but this high speed cannot last long, because it will cause the war horses to be exhausted quickly and their speed will decrease sharply. Therefore, cavalry generally use fast stroll to catch the enemy, and then change to attack and charge. Basically, they can run up to three kilometers at a distance, and then they must slow down, otherwise the horse will be exhausted.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Samusu led the cavalry battalion to the village of Kutulik five kilometers away. During the attack, if the Russian cavalry organized a counterattack, they would stop their horses and shoot at long distances with rifles, and then began to kill the remnants of the Russian cavalry with pistols or chop with sabers. In the end, they were exhausted and exhausted, but they were very excited. The five hundred people alone blocked more than 4,000 Russian defeated soldiers.

Zhao Xin chased after twenty-four armored vehicles. After the rapid-fire shells were all shot, he used a car-mounted machine gun to kill the Russian corpses everywhere and blood flowed into a river. At 12 noon, the armored convoy had advanced to a place 10 kilometers north of Kutulik Village. When the infantry behind arrived panting, the fields inside and outside Kutulik Village were full of Russian troops who had given up their escape. After an afternoon count, the number of prisoners was captured as high as 18,000; in addition, many defeated soldiers fled into the dense forest on both sides of the post road.

For the armored convoy that achieved such a great record, the price was that the tracks of two vehicles were broken, including the one hit by solid bullets. The broken armored vehicle cannot be repaired at present, so I can only wait for Zhao Xin to bring it back to Beihai Town for Zhao Liang and the others to repair it. So several armored soldiers of the guard battalion who had just been excited for less than two days had to go back to work as infantry in dejected manner.

On the other hand, Rumentsev, who set out in advance in the early morning, was shocked to learn that Gudovic's troops had collapsed. At this time, the Russian vanguard had already marched to a location thirty kilometers northwest of Kutulik Village, and there were no settlements on the 80 kilometers road from Kutulik to Jima, only a few logistics supply stations built before.

In the crowded marching queue, shoulders touched their shoulders, bayonets hung with bayonets, densely packed. Under the military cap, were the panicked and tired faces of the soldiers.

Suddenly, a cavalry officer shouted: "What's going on? Why is there a group of sheep! Get out of it!... Give it a way! It's so damn! I'm going to chop with a sabre!" Next, he really pulled out the sabre from the scabre and waved it to the sheep under him.

"Master! Sir! Don't, please! These sheep are my only property." A settler who was fleeing from Kutulik village pulled the reins of the war horse and begged hard. The soldiers around him looked blank, and no one cared about these bad things anymore.

Rumentsev turned over and dismounted and stood blankly. His chubby body was tightly leaning against a big tree, with bitter face. The officers under his command were all in vain and had no idea how to deal with the current chaos.

After learning that the pursuit of the Northern Navy had stopped at Kutulik again to collect prisoners of war, the commander-in-chief ordered everyone to accelerate and must arrive at Jima early the next morning.

However, at around 8 o'clock in the evening, the Cossack cavalry, who was responsible for reconnaissance, came back to report a piece of news that made everyone feel desperate. An enemy that emerged from somewhere had already captured Jima, with a population of about two thousand.

Rumentsev finally panicked now. He knew that he had been trapped in the enemy's front and back attack. If this was in the area west of the Ural Mountains, there would be many options for the Russian retreat. But this is East and West Siberia, with only one postal route at his feet from Moscow to Irkutsk.

After experiencing these two rapid defeats, Rumentsev knew that he was facing an extremely terrible opponent. The courage of the Russian army and his carefully planned strategies seemed so powerless in the face of the opponent's various strange and powerful weapons.

"The enemy has opened his pockets and is waiting for us to hit him." Rumentsev was silent for a moment and asked the generals present: "Gentlemen, do you have any good solutions?"

No one answered, the tent was dead, and the others were either smoking or dazed.

"Okay," the sixty-five-year-old commander-in-chief touched his gray temples, shook his head helplessly, and smiled bitterly: "Next, how to end this war decently."
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