artillery arc

Chapter 377 Battlefield Sunset (8000 monthly tickets plus more)

An hour later, Wang Zhong asked the map staff to surround the old man, holding the map and asking about the terrain of the surrounding grassland one by one according to the map numbers.

Military maps are divided into coordinate grids, each map is numbered, and there are smaller grids below the grids.

In this way, when needed, countless maps can be pieced together into a large map according to their numbers.

After all, the old man is old and has no idea where the places are just by looking at the numbers, so we have to put the map together like a puzzle and let the old man "identify" them one by one.

Fortunately, the headquarters is now in the barn, which is a large place with plenty of space for the staff to put the puzzle together.

Wang Zhong watched from the side and couldn't help at all because he had not learned military maps as well as the staff officers. He was just an amateur and didn't know how to piece together a map.

About half an hour later, the guard from the headquarters came in with the old man's son.

When the young herdsman representative saw a large group of people surrounding his father, he was stunned: "Huh?"

Wang Zhongying stepped forward and said, "Your father is helping us identify the terrain of the surrounding grasslands. If we hadn't identified it, we wouldn't have known that the surrounding grass was so rugged. Without your father, our operations would have been in a very passive position."

"Eh?" The herdsman was stunned. "I came here because I was worried that my father would be arrested as a remnant of the evil... This..."

At this time, the old man turned around and shouted to his son: "Asshole! Why didn't you tell me that the one leading the army was the Tsar's brother? The Tsar is our father and mother, and his brother is our uncle!"

Wang Zhong and the young herdsman: “Huh?”

Then they looked at each other and suddenly became relatives?

The herdsmen reacted first: "Dad, you can't count it like that. It's so disrespectful to the general! We are just ordinary herdsmen, representatives of herdsmen living in the city!"

The old man: "Stop talking, go get my old map bag, I can't remember a few places, their new map is too new, too accurate, it's hard, I can only remember it by looking at the old map! Quick, go run!"

Wang Zhong: "Vasily, drive him there and get the map back as soon as possible."

"Okay!" Vasily happily handed the map in his hand to other staff officers.

It can be seen that he doesn't like puzzle maps very much.

After Vasily left, Wang Zhong glanced at the busy staff officers and said to Pavlov, "I'm going to go outside for a walk."

Pavlov: "Does this mean outside the city or outside the warehouse?"

"Outside the warehouse of course. No, maybe we can go around the city and boost everyone's morale."

Popov stood up immediately: "I have to go with you. I can't let you take my job all the time."

Wang Zhong: "If you want to keep an eye on me and prevent me from leaving the city, just tell me."

"No, I think what you are most concerned about now is the updated map. I am really here to fulfill my duty as the military bishop." Popov waved to his followers and said, "Go and prepare the horses."

Wang Zhong walked directly out of the warehouse.

In fact, Wang Zhong felt very comfortable using the warehouse as a command center.

When he watched "The Rock" as a child, he was deeply impressed by the scene where the FBI drove into the port warehouse and set up a command center with great momentum - of course, there were many other memorable scenes in that movie.

Wang Zhong walked very slowly, observing the people at the headquarters busy as he walked.

With 100,000 combat troops and a much larger number of hired workers and support personnel, a headquarters is essential to manage such a large unit.

This busy scene always reminds Wang Zhong of the stock exchange on trading days.

If Wang Zhong had not actually fought on the front lines, and only observed the situation at the headquarters, he might have come to the fallacy that "frontline soldiers only need to follow orders and kill the enemy, while those in the rear have to consider a lot of things."

Wang Zhong was pacing, and Popov couldn't help asking, "Are you really here to relax and kill time?"

"Of course not. I'm inspecting the situation. It's just that everything in the office is functioning normally right now and there's no need for me to express my opinion." Wang Zhong shrugged.

Popov nodded and the topic turned to today's battle.

"Although we won the battle today, we let the enemy's veterans escape. After we regroup and rest in the rear, these veterans will become a big problem."

Wang Zhong nodded: "Yes, we must strive to fight a decisive battle, consume Plossen's veterans and technical soldiers, and prevent the enemy from replenishing them.

"Unfortunately, a war of annihilation requires superior forces, terrain, and a little bit of enemy cooperation."

Wang Zhong shook his head and said, "I was planning to see if I could use my new high tide tactics to achieve results on the grassland. But now I know that the grassland is actually full of complex and impassable land, and it is not as interconnected as the desert."

Popov smiled: "But the people of Ksaliya are used to the black soil."

His mood suddenly dropped: "I don't know how long it will take to retake Khazaria and the black land."

"Don't worry, that day will come," said Wang Zhong.

As they were talking, the two men (and several guards) came to the outside of the warehouse.

It is already 9:30 in the evening, the sun is setting, and the entire western sky is filled with fiery clouds. Even though they are blocked by the city buildings, they still have a breathtaking beauty.

Wang Zhong stared at the sunset. To be honest, he never got tired of watching this kind of sunset after nine o'clock.

Popov: "What are you going to do with the cavalry?" Wang Zhong looked at the bishop accompanying the army: "Isn't it obvious? Destroy the enemy's supply convoy. The cavalry has considerable self-sustaining power on the grassland. The horses can carry a considerable amount of compressed dry food. There is also water in the grassland, and the kettle can be refilled at any time.

"As for the horses, I think they will take care of themselves. If the knight dies in battle, the horses will probably live freely on the grasslands and enjoy the call of the wild."

Popov: "That's true, but how can we deal with the garrison troops behind the enemy lines?"

"No." Wang Zhong looked at Popov. "We'll just go around them when we meet them. We'll never fight the enemy head-on. We'll just attack those convoys that don't have any accompanying defensive troops. It's impossible for the enemy to send enough guards to all of their convoys."

At this time, Popov's followers came over with a few horses.

Wang Zhong's "old love" was mixed in the herd of horses, like a dandy with women on both sides. He snapped his fingers, and Bucephalus immediately left the mares and ran towards Wang Zhong happily, trying to lift his hat when he got close to him.

Wang Zhong: "Okay, be good! Don't touch my hat!"

Bucephalus stopped and stood there with his upper body straight, like a soldier being inspected.

Wang Zhong waved to Ma and said, "Okay, stop standing at attention and come over here."

The horse then took small steps and strolled up to Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong climbed onto the horse, squeezed the horse's belly, and made the horse trot.

Popov and the guards hurriedly mounted their horses and caught up, but it seemed that only Gregory caught up with Wang Zhong.

"General, please give me a heads-up next time you're about to gallop!" said the senior sergeant major.

Wang Zhong asked back: "Didn't you catch up?"

“When I was in the village, I was the runner-up in the horse riding competition.”

Wang Zhong: “Only the runner-up?”

"The lord's son's horse was better than mine, much better, so I used all my skills but couldn't outrun him. I haven't raced horses since then."

Wang Zhong: "You have now caught up with my Bucephalus."

Gregory: "Because the horse I ride is also a good horse. You may not know that all the horses in our army have become good horses. They are carefully selected from the nobles' horse farms. Many nobles' horse farms are now state-owned horse farms, so they provide good horses to us."

Wang Zhongxin wondered if this was true.
He has no idea!

Bucephalus turned his head to look at Gregory's horse, then immediately looked forward and began to speed up.

Obviously it is a little unconvinced.

Gregory also kicked the horse's belly and lowered his body, lying completely on the horse's back.

Wang Zhong followed suit.

The two men were running in the city like this, when suddenly an ox cart appeared in front of them. Wang Zhong braked the reins slammly, and Busifalas turned around flexibly and stopped in front of the ox cart.

Gregory demonstrated his superb riding skills. He gently pulled the horse's head and made the horse jump through the gap between the ox cart and the wall, then turned back.

The old man driving the ox cart said angrily, "Running horses in the city, how can you be so arrogant? Oh, it's you, General. I have some homemade pickles here. Would you like some?"

Wang Zhong: "Okay, I'll give it a try."

At this time, Popov and a group of guards finally caught up. Popov saw Wang Zhong plucking cucumbers from his fellow villagers and said, "I don't know who stipulated that we shouldn't take even a needle or thread from the people!"

Wang Zhong: “I will pay.”

The old man was immediately moved: "Our own army is still the best. When the Proson Army was here, they destroyed a lot of my cucumber jars, but I didn't pay a penny! General, you should drive the enemy out!"

Wang Zhong: "We will fight here until August. You should evacuate as soon as possible. Everyone must leave."

The old man was stunned: "Only until August? Didn't you say that you won't give up an inch of land?"

Wang Zhong: "Last year, the late emperor issued an order not to give up an inch of land, but in the end, several million troops were lost in vain. In war, you have to save people and lose land. If you lose land, you will get it back one day, but if you lose people, you will lose everything."

Old man: "When will you come back?"

Wang Zhong recalled the history of the Earth and said, "Probably in the spring of 916. If it's fast, we can fight back this winter."

The old man was relieved. "That's good. It won't take too long. I'll wait here. My son is missing in the battle. Maybe he can come back. If I leave, he won't be able to find his home."

Wang Zhong hesitated to speak and turned to look at Popov.

Popov muttered quietly: "You just pushed this to me!"

He said to the old man, "Don't worry, your son must be fighting guerrilla warfare somewhere! He will definitely come back after the victory!"

It may also have become an unknown grave somewhere.

But it’s okay not to say this kind of thing.

The old man looked very happy and took two more jars of pickled cucumbers: "Then I will take advantage of your good words. Come, eat! Eat!"

(End of this chapter)