final charge
The bad news is coming one after another. From the beginning of the fierce battle between the Central Army, the news of being broken through within an hour was full of news.
The messengers went in and out of the camp again and again, conveying instructions one by one in front and back.
In the command of the old commander, everything is guns and cannons, and guns and cannons are everything.
The officers of the command center responded anxiously, and Duke Luo Mi was dealing with military orders one by one. He seemed to be thinking, thinking that everyone thought that military orders were issued by subconsciously.
"Commander-in-Chief! General Lu died in battle!"
"Know."
"The enemy is concentrating its forces to attack our weak spots!"
"Did the rear army arrive? Let them use the fastest reinforcements to prevent the enemy from opening a breakthrough."
"Old grandma! The commanders of the left and right armies requested the battle! They are willing to issue military orders!"
"Return to the order, don't go out to fight, wait."
"Please let the left and right armies siege together! We can definitely surround them!"
"What do you know? What do you know!" Mr. Romi lost his temper for the first time. "The opponent has no distinction between a main attack or a feint. They are so arrogant that they swallow us in one breath? No, there will definitely be ambushing troops. The soldiers of the central army must hold their positions, and don't care whether the opponent is 50,000 or 500,000, they must resist."
In the constant conflict, the defense line in front of the headquarters is constantly loosening, and an army of 50,000 people can be divided into several shock waves, which is difficult to effectively resist.
Fortunately, the gun group in the rear quickly set up positions and let out fierce roars in the endless darkness, which just stopped the enemy's attack.
The bombing lasted for a full half hour, and the roar of the cannon group came to an abrupt end.
Just when Romitagong was confused, the communications soldier brought news.
The communication soldier who was about to die of exhaustion had no time to drink a sip of water, and the one he brought back was also a message.
"The artillery command was taken over, and it was done by the wandering squad, and the infantry regiment defending the artillery group was trying to search for them."
Mr. Romi's face looked very bad. After the artillery stopped, the pressure on the front line would increase, and the gunfire covered by the artillery fire became arrogant again.
The enemies seemed endless, tearing open the front with a more fierce attitude.
This time, before the old lady could issue the next instruction, the correspondent soldier who returned from the front line added new troubles to him.
"Commander, the rear army has joined forces with the central army and is strengthening its defense."
"Good news, is there any more?"
"The command of the central army was raided and several generals were killed."
"Absolutely knocked out?"
Mr. Romi was already in chaos. The small army interspersed was moving too quickly. He actually pulled out two command centers at the same time, which was beyond the scope of understanding of conventional operations.
He had never encountered such a thing in his life. A small-scale army could have such a huge impact on the situation.
"Look for it! Dig them out one by one! Who is commanding the battle on the front line now?"
"When returning to the commander-in-chief, all parts perform their duties, and no one coordinates the command. Please accept your appointment as a new commander."
"Let the highest level be the one who is in charge, and no replacement will be made in the last battle. Also, notify the rear gun group, and shoot with all your might without any orders."
The correspondent rushed out again, flipped over the horses steaming outside the camp, and the storm of kung fu disappeared without a trace.
The old commander's camp was in full swing several kilometers outside the camp. The fearless guys launched charges one after another, and returned several times by artillery fire that brought a brief dawn.
People are tempered in the battle on the battlefield, and men maximize their blood. The result of maximizing their blood can only be to forget life and death.
The shells were bombarded, the machine guns were whipping, and the blockade line composed of countless firepower was waiting for harvest.
The two armies fought back and forth without any allowance. When a position was conquered at a huge cost, it would be recaptured at the same price in the near future.
Often, the battle for a high ground is repeated over and over again, and the newly captured party does not even need to carry any weapons, because this thing is everywhere.
It may only take more than ten minutes for a machine gun to turn from one end to the other. The machine gun with several hands frequently fires both sides of the team.
The cannon group was the biggest obstacle, and the shells falling from raindrops cleaned the earth over and over again.
Killing shouts spread throughout the world, and some soldiers attacked the position with the determination to die. They avoided the fire net and barrage, avoided the blurred human figures on the ground, and shot all the bullets. The bayonets were red, their fists were scratched, and their teeth were broken.
Only the wreckage that cannot be seen clearly under the night sky can make people recall this madness.
"Old man! Please retreat! The defense line will be broken through at some point! The enemy's attack is extremely crazy!"
"Order the front line to shrink its defense, concentrate its troops, and fire the artillery groups in the rear to gain time."
The adjutant begged, hoping that the commander-in-chief would retreat to the safe area sooner. Once the defense line collapsed, the command center would be the first to be affected.
But the front-line soldiers resolutely blocked the attacks again and again, and Mr. Romi would not give up these soldiers who were still persevering.
At this time, a senior officer entered the tent and said solemnly: "Old lady, let the cavalry go."
"Nonsense! What a joke!" Mr. Romita criticized, "Where are your cavalry rushing to this darkness? When you run, you can't even tell the difference between the river and the land."
"The soldiers are ready, two thousand men and two thousand war horses, and the cavalry ask for battle."
As the role of cavalry is declining, the organization is also declining. Nowadays, cavalry tasks are mostly reconnaissance and transportation.
Mr. Romi looked at the cavalry officer, who, like most passionate men, either sprinkled blood on the battlefield or committed suicide right now.
The cavalry of the past were so arrogant. After retreating to the second line, every soldier and war horse was suffering. But now in the war, they could only send letters from the rear, and their passion would never agree.
Romitha looked straight into the eyes of the cavalry officer, and said, "Dawn, I need you to detour to their side the moment before the sun rises. Also, you are in short supply, and all the horses and soldiers who can ride horses in the entire rear will be selected, and at least four charges."
"I would like to thank you for your kindness on behalf of all the cavalry."
The battle on the front line was in full swing, and thousands of people from the rear gathered quietly.
At the command of the officer, the soldiers walked with their horses.
About two hours later, it was just dawn, and during these two hours, every rider's heart was beating.
And they also arrived at the reserved location at the scheduled time.
This is the most suitable plain for cavalry combat. Looking around, there is still fighting ahead.
After countless charges and countless withdrawals, Taihui's army was exhausted, their formation was chaotic, and they were planning for the next attack.
It happened to be the best time for cavalry assault, which seemed to be a good opportunity given by God, which made officers eager to prove their value unwilling to think too much.
"Get on the horse!"
At the command of the cavalry officer, the soldiers turned over their horses in turn, and thousands of people made the same moves in order, which was no less than the wheat fields blown down by the wind standing up again.
The cavalry set up a formation and rushed towards the enemy who was preparing in a straight line, as if they were about to slap the waves on the shore.
The saber was unsheathed, the cavalry rushed forward, the horses were roaring and the soldiers charged, and they could only hear one sound, that is, the sound of the wind.
Faced with the cavalry charge of this scale, the Taihui people were also frightened. They lay on their spot like crazy, constantly fiddling with the land below.
The cavalry reached the final sprint stage, and all horses were added to the fastest speed. The often polished saber flashed with dazzling light under the newborn sun, and the cavalry troops seemed to form an extremely huge mirror.
The sun puts on their gauze coats, and the wind blows away all the dust for them.
Cavalry, the final attack.
The Taihui people who were lying down on the spot finally revealed their intentions, and they transformed out rows of machine guns out of thin air like magic, with bullets sprinkling.
The cavalry officer had already choked when he saw so many machine guns. The number and position of the machine guns were so tricky that he only thought of one possibility that the enemy had predicted their raid in advance.
This charge turned into a self-invested trap.
But the cavalry's charge could no longer be stopped, and they had already entered the range of the machine gun.
"Caval! Attack!"
The officer roared and waved his saber. None of the cavalry was timid and moved forward bravely against the barrage.
Some people fell down, and the horses continued to run; some lie down, and the people fell down; some were hit and hung in stirrups, and continued to move forward as the horses.
Under the sun, the dust from the cavalry and horses covered half of the sky.
An hour later, Mr. Romita received the news.
Chapter completed!