Chapter Two Hundred and Nine: The Battle of Dujgensk Thirty
While the Russian army in Dujigensk tried to break through the defense line of the 3rd Infantry Regiment, Vlasov's unit was broken through by the 2nd Cavalry Regiment. In less than half an hour, the battle came to an end.【】
After Ma Long led the cavalry to charge, the Russian troops were mixed together. Although the officers tried their best to organize a resistance, the soldiers were frightened and could not form an effective resistance at all. Everyone was running around, and some were running around.
, crying for their fathers and mothers, like a head fly, some went to snatch horses from the Buryats, and some lay down among the dead and pretended to be dead. In short, the scene was extremely chaotic. In the end, Nerchinsk Governor Vlad was at the end of his rope.
Sov put down his noble dignity, threw the gun pointed at his head to the ground, led the officers and soldiers around him to raise their hands, and shouted loudly to the swarming Qing cavalry: "We surrender.
We surrender, please don’t kill us, please don’t kill us!… We surrender…”
It's over, everything is over, the nightmare of the civilians and people of all ethnic groups is over, and the nightmare of the Russian army is over. The translator of Guan Ning Army who is proficient in Russian told the surrendering Russian army that when Guan Ning Army accepted their surrender, Fraso
The husband and his men breathed a sigh of relief. At the request of the other party, they lined up in a line and walked cautiously outside the wooden fence.
Zagev's luck was not good this time. He did not run out, because as soon as he got on the horse, a Russian soldier appeared out of nowhere and tore him off the horse, then whipped the horse as hard as he could and ran forward.
Poor Zagif still wanted to get horses from his subordinates, but the tribesmen who used to be very respectful to him seemed not to hear the leader's cry for help, and they ran away from him one after another without even looking at him. In the end,
, Zhajiv was pushed to the ground by several Xibo people who were forcibly dragged by the Russians. Then these Xibo people desperately shouted to the Qing cavalry who rushed in: "The leader of the Mongols, the leader of the Mongols!"...
The Second Infantry Regiment is still cleaning the battlefield, searching for a few Rakshasa soldiers who have fled into the woods. The statistics of casualties and seizures of both the enemy and ours have not been released. More than 400 young men of various ethnic groups who were forcibly taken by the Russians were at this time
They are actively cooperating with the 2nd Infantry Regiment to clean up the battlefield. They are familiar with the way and move the things belonging to the Russians into one group, including horses, mules, etc., because the 2nd Infantry Regiment has many soldiers and
They are all of the same race, so soon they started to speak all kinds of friendly accents, and there were many hugs and happy reunions.
After seeing that the battle situation had been decided, Zhao Qiang ordered Ma Long to lead his troops on alert, and then walked with a heavy heart in front of the Russian army's Mucha. There were more than a hundred surviving people of all ethnic groups standing there. Except for a dozen men, everyone else
It's a woman and a child.
These survivors watched numbly as the soldiers of the Guan Ning Army walked around in front of them, numbly as they carried the corpses one by one to one place. There were no tears, not in the eyes of women, nor in the innocent eyes of children.
There were no tears, only the traces of tears remaining on the face told Zhao Qiang that these people's tears had dried up. It wasn't that they didn't want to cry, but that they really couldn't cry anymore.
Seeing the commander approaching, a general bannerman who was leading his men to clean up the battlefield quickly ran over with his men and stood vigilantly in front of the survivors. They were worried that these survivors would be harmful to the commander.
Zhao Qiang waved his hand to signal the commander-in-chief to take the soldiers away, stopped the guards from following, and came to the survivors alone.
Looking at these innocent women and children, Zhao Qiang's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't say a word. His heart was overturned. He saw the hatred in the eyes of these survivors towards him, and he saw the hatred reflected in the children's eyes.
The hostility reaches their clenched fists.
"You can go home and I will give you the rewards you deserve."
Zhao Qiang didn't dare to care about these children. His heart was torn apart, his wife and children were separated, and the tragedy of separated relatives was caused by himself. No matter what reasons he used to comfort himself, he could not let himself face these people and dare to stand indifferently.
In front of them, he sighed and slowly walked away in the sight of the survivors.
Liu De had people pile up the corpses of the civilian husbands and people of all ethnic groups who had been beaten to death in one place. There were so many dead people that it was impossible to bury them one by one, so Liu De planned to cremate these people collectively.
Seeing the commander silently walking to the pile of dead people, Liu De motioned to the soldiers not to lift them for the time being, but to stand aside and not move. He realized what the commander was going to do, so he didn't want to dissuade the commander, maybe
Doing this will make the commander feel better.
"Everyone, I'm sorry. I, Zhao Qiang, have enmity with you in the past life, and I hate you in this life, but I let you die here. Although I was forced to do something, it was the behavior of a beast in the end, and I am angry with both humans and gods. But you will not die, my soldiers
I am about to die, and I have no other choice. I hope you will reach bliss soon, be reborn into a good family in your next life, and no longer suffer from this sword..."
After pondering for a moment, Zhao Qiang slowly bent his right knee and lowered his head to the corpse that could no longer speak...
"Commander, the matter has come to an end. I would like to express my condolences."
Seeing that the marshal had been kneeling for a long time without moving, Liu De wanted to persuade him, but he couldn't think of any words to describe it, so he had to use the word "sad", but when he said it, it was so awkward. Okay.
Even though Zhao Qiang's heart was hurting and his thoughts were so full, he didn't notice the awkwardness of these words.
"Commander, it's time to start planning for the siege. The weather is getting colder and colder, and my subordinates are worried that winter will come early this year."
Liu De looked up with some worry. Since yesterday, the temperature has started to get colder. Although this place is hundreds of miles away from Ninggu Pagoda, the weather outside the customs is similar. Based on experience, Liu De predicts that this winter may be colder than in previous years.
Earlier, it was discovered that the army was outside, with insufficient protection from the cold, and they were staying in the suburbs. If there was a severe freeze or early snowfall, it would be a disaster for Guan Ning's army. Therefore, Liu De eagerly hoped that Zhao Qiang would quickly start attacking the city.
Don't be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of the worst. If winter really comes early and Dujigensk is not captured by then, then all the previous efforts will be wasted. If not done well, the expedition army will fall into a situation of no return.
Liu De's words made Zhao Qiang excited. A gust of cold wind happened to blow by, and the air-conditioning was poured into his neck. Goosebumps spread all over his body. Zhao Qiang was shocked, stood up quickly, and said to Liu De: "Sir, please come back to Dujigensik with me quickly, here."
Just leave it to Qi Zhuang to handle it."
"Yes, Marshal."
Liu De responded and called the guards to bring the commander's horse. After a few hasty remarks to Qi Zhuang, Zhao Qiang led Liu De and led the second cavalry regiment back to Dujigensk.
It must not snow, it must not snow! Along the way, Zhao Qiang thought of Liu De's words more than once. Time is running out. In his previous life, Siberia was famous for its cold air. Zhao Qiang did not want to be defeated by the Russians but was defeated by the cold air, so
He must capture Dujigensk immediately, otherwise the consequences will be truly disastrous.