"Those who resist and refuse to surrender will be killed!"
The sound of gunfire, artillery, and explosions were mixed together, and the city of Buenos Aires was filled with the sounds of fighting and fighting.
The National Defense Forces troops entering the city were divided into regiments, battalions, and companies to encircle and suppress the stubborn Argentine soldiers.
A group of ten people, a team of one hundred people, machine guns opened the way, small mountain artillery, and mortars followed. After paying more than 1,300 casualties, the National Defense Force gradually took the initiative in the street fighting in the city, and continued to disperse and divide the Argentine troops.
For small isolated units.
Without the guidance and orders of the central command organization, although there are still 50,000 remaining troops in Buenos Aires, the situation of fighting on their own can only bring some minor troubles to the National Defense Forces, but it cannot change the fate of the Argentine Federal Army that is destined to fail.
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At 3:20 in the afternoon, an Argentine force of more than 9,000 people broke through the blocking of a small number of National Defense Force soldiers, escaped from the west of the city, and fled toward the northeast.
At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the National Defense Forces formed a siege in the city. Excluding the 20,000 soldiers who fled the city early, the remaining 30,000 Argentine federal troops were all besieged in Buenos Aires, including the Argentine soldiers who were lucky enough to survive.
President Mitre.
The artillery attack at noon caused Miter to be affected by the explosion and he was unconscious for about three hours. When he woke up and asked the surrounding military and political officials about the progress of the battle, Grazweig had been killed by the shells, and people were pouring into various gaps in the city wall.
Thousands of Wehrmacht soldiers.
You are determined to save the country, but you are powerless to save the country!
Miter's meticulously fortified Buenos Aires defense line ultimately failed to save the Argentine Federation from imminent decline. Even after the city was broken, Miter was surrounded by 3,000 militiamen under Colonel Bleist's command.
Lieutenant General Peel commanded five thousand regular troops, but the desperate street fighting in the city still inevitably led to failure.
The number of troops gathered around him was getting smaller and smaller. The personnel sent out to contact the remnants of the army in the city did not receive any news for a long time. They stood up with their sick bodies and looked outside. Their eyes were full of wounded soldiers with wounds all over their bodies and the battlefield roaring with artillery fire.
"Failed, completely defeated, the federal government was completely ruined in my hands!"
A line of tears flowed from the corner of his eyes, Mitre's body trembled and he cried bitterly.
"Urgent report from the front!"
In an old castle that was temporarily used as a command center, the sound of rapid footsteps came from outside to inside.
"President. The situation is critical! General Napier was shot and killed. Colonel Blester temporarily took over the battlefield command. Colonel Blester is organizing troops to rebuild defensive positions. The enemy is less than two kilometers away from our command center.
The colonel implores the president to consider the overall interests of the federal government and make an emergency retreat out of the city."
"Thank you Colonel Bulester for my kindness. Go back and tell the colonel that Argentina does not have an escaped president. Let him lead the frontline troops to fight well and don't lose the dignity of the Argentine soldier in front of the enemy!"
Mitre had already experienced the worst situation, and the death of an Argentine general in front of him did not arouse his inner turmoil.
"Please tell Colonel Lester and the soldiers on the front line that the Argentine soldiers are not responsible for the unfavorable outcome of the federal army's war, but that the enemy has too great an advantage. Before facing the final defeat, I, Mitre, can only fight with
Federal soldiers have fulfilled their last duty as soldiers and will never become a running away president!
Go back and tell the soldiers on the front line that the Argentine president will never abandon his troops and run away!"
The haggard expression was replaced by determination. Mitre emphasized twice that he would not abandon his men and retreat. On the one hand, it was because the defense lines of the National Defense Forces were tightened and the possibility of a successful breakout of the remaining troops was very low. On the other hand, because of the failure of the war, he himself had already
Lost the confidence to continue to lead the troops in guerrilla warfare.
Being in a desperate situation and determined to die, his state of mind at this time was the same as that of the Argentinian troops fighting in the city. It was just a struggle before death.
After listening to Mitre's speech, the surrounding Argentinian soldiers' last glimmer of hope was shattered. Reluctance, regret, resentment, and various emotions lingered in the hearts of the soldiers in the temporary command center.
Everyone seemed to have been sucked out of life in an instant, squatting on the ground numbly, waiting for the final moment of death.
"Good news! Good news!"
The numb and decadent communications officer looked at the last printed telegram, and his eyes instantly regained life.
"Brazilian Imperial Telegram! The British Expeditionary Force left Rio de Janeiro yesterday and is expected to arrive in Buenos Aires tomorrow night!"
The communications officer excitedly waved the telegram in his hand and ran quickly to Miter and other senior Argentine officials.
"His Majesty the Emperor of Brazil Pedro II and the Commander of the British Expeditionary Force Sir Gordon suggested that the President should prioritize preserving the military strength of the federal army and ensure the safety of the President until the three-nation coalition forces can join forces to jointly attack the Han National Defense Forces!"
"It's too late. If the British had arrived two days earlier, the situation of the federal government would not have deteriorated to this extent!"
There was just a trace of fire in his heart, but it was extinguished by the harsh reality in an instant. Mitre suddenly felt a mixture of emotions in his heart, which was difficult to describe for a moment.
"President, there are 50,000 federal troops in the city of Buenos, and tens of thousands of troops from the Urquiza tribe outside the city are only a hundred miles away from Buenos Aires. If the president is determined to break the siege by the National Defense Forces,
There is still a possibility of success, and time is running out. The President must not hesitate any longer and miss the last chance!"
Seeing the hope of survival in despair, everyone focused their attention on Mitre, and each one of them spoke earnestly to persuade him.
"With the loss of the main force of the federal army, Mitre was supposed to accompany the city of Buenos Aires to live and die. However, the current situation has changed and for the sake of the overall situation, Mitre has to break his original promise and save the old, weak and sick body to do his best for the federal government.
Suffering from old illness and not much time left, this moment made Mitre change his mind. Breaking out of the city to meet the British Expeditionary Force was indeed a more painful thing than letting him die in the city. But for the federal government that he had worked hard for all his life, Mitre
Lei put aside his worries and chose to compromise in order to survive.
As night fell, the mist filled the air, and the sound of gunfire in the city gradually weakened after nightfall. There were only more than 6,000 Argentine troops left beside Mitre. At 11 o'clock in the night, there was a sudden burst of gunfire at the junction of the positions of the two sides, and the Argentine troops concentrated.
The remaining heavy weapons such as machine guns and artillery launched attacks on the defense positions of the National Defense Forces.
"Your Highness is really clever. The Argentines really chose to break out at midnight."
On the top floor of the former Argentine City Hall, Luo Linshan looked at a fierce exchange of fire in the city and complimented Li Mingyuan.
"Survival is a desperate matter. Not all Argentine officers are like Mitre, who has lived to old age and is not afraid of death. If they have the chance to survive, they will definitely not let it go."
Li Mingyuan said calmly.
The information that the British Expeditionary Force was about to arrive in Buenos Aires was informed by the naval force. At the same time, during the street fighting in the city in the afternoon, the captured Argentine Gendarmerie Commander Major General Berdych also passed on the information about the Argentine troops.
Ten of them vomited out. As a result, Li Mingyuan ordered the troops to make targeted response arrangements in response to a possible breakout move by the Argentine troops in the city.
"Your Highness is wise, a large number of Argentinian troops are defending the city despite danger. If our army wants to eliminate them, we will have to pay at least two to three thousand more casualties. But if they give up their defensive advantage and attack the defense line provided by our army, hehe, they will be there.
It feels good."
"Don't let your guard down. The troops who can hold on to the end without surrendering are Mitre's direct subordinates. We must not be careless in the face of the cunning enemy."
"My subordinates understand that they will not let the Argentinians take advantage of the loopholes and escape."
"Well, I'll go back and rest first. I hope to hear the good news that you have wiped out the remaining Argentine army tomorrow morning!"
“Your Highness, please rest assured that before tomorrow morning, there will definitely not be any large-scale Argentine armed forces in Buenos Aires.”…