Years of the Republic of China 1913

The division directly under the Baron fought extremely bravely. When one soldier fell, another soldier rushed forward. Although the front line was crumbling under the repeated attacks of the Red Army, it was still firmly in the hands of the government army.Frunze became a little anxious. He didn't expect that the enemy would still be able to organize such a line of defense in such a situation of defeat, blocking his way firmly.He is very clear that if the enemy on the opposite side cannot be defeated as soon as possible, the previous plan for this battle will not achieve the expected results.His purpose is to completely defeat or even eliminate most of the Far East government forces, so that they will no longer have the power to move westward, thus giving the entire Serov campaign room for strategic maneuvering.But now, on the surface, his plan seems to have succeeded more than half, but due to the desperate resistance of the enemy, although the Far East government army that was defeated earlier suffered heavy losses, it has not been able to encircle and annihilate it smoothly. From a tactical point of view, the purpose is not Not reached.

More than half of the attacking group had been damaged, and Frunze was a little moved by the enemy's tenacious will.In order to ensure the strength and continuity of the attack, Frunze sent another regiment up. The arrival of the new force made the position of the Far East government army precarious.

At this point in the battle, the two sides were already overwhelmed, and even the baron, who was personally commanding at the front line, was also sullen.The pistol in his hand had already been inserted back into his waist, but now he found a rifle like an ordinary soldier and squatted behind the simple fortifications to shoot at the charging enemies.

"Your Excellency, I can't stand it anymore, retreat! Withdraw quickly! The enemy is about to attack!"

"Nonsense!" The blood-stained baron lacked the elegance of an ordinary aristocrat, and his ferocious expression was like that of an angry army. He scolded the guard battalion commander without looking back: "The position is still in our hands! No! My warriors and I will not take a single step back!"

"Your Excellency...!" The battalion commander persuaded anxiously: "You are the commander-in-chief, you must retreat! The position can no longer be defended... Your Excellency!"

"Go away! Say one more word and I will shoot you!"

The baron turned his head sharply, his bloody eyes startled the battalion commander, and he couldn't help but took a step back.

No longer look after the loyal subordinates behind him.The baron continued to pull the bolt to shoot, and the moment he pulled the trigger, he clearly saw a Red Army soldier charging opposite him fall under his gun, with a slight smile on his lips, and silently said 12... This is already falling on his gun. The No.12 enemy is under, and at this time, he has long put aside his status.He needs to use this fighting method to wash away his shame, even if he finally falls here and sleeps forever, it will not be able to tarnish the family's glory.

The baron's stubbornness and firmness made the guard battalion commander helpless who tried to persuade him to retreat. The battle has been fought so far, and the direct division has suffered more than half of the casualties. Even the baron's guard battalion is only the size of a reinforced company, and more than half of the soldiers are fighting. Fell down and couldn't get up again.

This was a bloody battle. During the Russo-Japanese War, the Russian Army suffered the highest casualties in the Battle of Fengtian.Russian casualties reached 21.6%, thus losing the war.It stands to reason that an army can continue to fight when its casualties are as high as 14. This is already an iron army, and now the casualties of the baron's direct division and guard battalion have already exceeded 50%, but they are still fighting. Not to mention a miracle.

But no amount of miracles can change the reality that we are outnumbered. The troops lacking complete fortifications and heavy weapons have been able to support several times the enemy's attacks until now, which has surprised the opponents.But no matter how stubborn the resistance is, it can't stop the enemy's fierce attacks one after another, and the time for the fall of the position has counted down.

The soldiers around him fell one after another under the artillery fire and bullets.If it wasn't for the desperate cover of the guards, the baron would have gone to see God long ago.Pull the trigger again and kill No. 15 enemies. When the Baron pulled the bolt, he found that the rifle was out of bullets.

"Bullets! Bullets!"

He turned around and shouted to his side, but no one answered him.Looking carefully, the guards on the left and right sides have already been killed.The soldiers who were fighting a little further away couldn't hear his shout at all, and the position was full of rumbling artillery fire and howling bullets flying across.Abandoning the rifle with no bullets, the Baron crawled to the side of the sacrificed guard and took down his gun. He pulled the bolt and found that there were the last three bullets. At this time, he couldn't help but smiled wryly.He knew that when the three bullets were fired, it would be over.

"Come on! Damn Bolsheviks! Let me show you!"

Three bullets killed two charging Red Army soldiers, and one of them missed the target. The baron sighed with some regret, threw away the empty rifle, and took out his own pistol.He still has the last bullet in his pistol, which is reserved for himself, and now the time is coming, the baron watched helplessly as the Red Army was getting closer and closer, and he could even see clearly what was coming towards him The face of a Red Army soldier rushing forward.What a young face this is, maybe the other party is underage?Sixteen or 17?When I was my age, I rode horses and hunted in my father's estate carefree... The autumn in St. Petersburg was golden, the beautiful Russian girl... and the euphemistic song... How I want to go back to the past....

A trace of tenderness flashed in the baron's eyes, he slowly raised the gun and pointed the muzzle at his temple.Now, he only needs to pull the trigger lightly, and his head will burst open like a smashed watermelon.Although this method of death was terrifying, it was the fastest and least painful way. He was already prepared for the final arrival.

The attacking Red Army finally rushed to a place more than ten meters away from the enemy with great losses. The enemy's resistance became weaker and weaker. Seeing that the opponent's position was about to be broken through, the Goddess of Victory had already waved to the Red Army. The excited Red Army soldiers couldn't help themselves Shout out.

"Da Da... Da Da Da...!"

At the moment when the Red Army soldiers were about to rush into the position, no one expected a burst of violent machine guns to ring out.First one, then two... three..., had already rushed to the front, raised their bayonets and prepared to attack the government army that had lost resistance, and the Red Army fell down in one fell swoop. After recovering, the flying bullets knocked them down one by one.

"Your Excellency! Reinforcement! Reinforcement!"

The battalion commander, who was seriously injured, dragged his body and crawled towards the baron. There was a trail of blood behind him. His legs had been broken by shells when he was still alive a few minutes ago. Although his handsome face was distorted by the pain, he was still He couldn't hide the ecstasy in his heart.

The baron had already put down his gun at this time, staring blankly at the reinforcements coming from behind.Soldiers rushed forward one after another, taking over the positions of soldiers of the direct divisions who had lost their combat effectiveness.Machine gun positions in a group of three were set up one after another, and a mortar platoon set up their barrels on the spot and fired at the opposite Red Army troops at a very fast speed.The baron could see clearly that although these soldiers were wearing government uniforms, they were obviously Chinese soldiers, which meant that the reinforcements he had been waiting for had finally arrived.

A part of the Chinese Far East Army finally arrived at the last moment, which gave the Red Army a head-on blow to the hope of victory.The sudden counterattack caused chaos to the charging Red Army, who suffered heavy losses and had no choice but to retreat temporarily.

After repelling the Red Army, the Chinese soldiers who came hurriedly seized the time to rest the line of defense and rescue the wounded.At this time, the baron was finally followed. The baron, who was injured in many places, was carried to a safe area, bandaged and nursed by the guards, and then sent to the rear hospital.

"Where's my battalion commander? Where is he?"

"Your Excellency, I am very sorry..."

The baron's inquiry got such an answer, he looked a little sad, but soon struggled to get up from the stretcher.

"Your Excellency, your injury must be treated at the rear, and the shrapnel on your body must be removed through surgery."

"No! I'm not going anywhere, I want to stay here, and I want to see the enemy defeated with my own eyes!"

"Your Mightiness……!"

"Needless to say! Please let your commander come over!"

"Okay... Your Excellency..." The Chinese military officer nodded in agreement, and soon a colonel officer rushed over, and immediately stood at attention when he saw the baron: "Your Excellency! Colonel Shi Yousan, head of the 39th Division of the Far East Army of the Republic of China, led his troops to reinforce the baron. You report!" (To be continued..)