With the air superiority confirmed, the Soviet Red Army, which was actually surrounded by Kednsnoyers, had to face endless bombings every minute and every second!
The cannons on the ground also roared in the air, ruthlessly and cruelly destroying every inch of the position.
The strength of the Soviet Red Army was continuously weakened, and their weak artillery fire was soon buried in the endless Chinese artillery fire.
This is devastation, complete devastation!
Telegrams asking for help were sent to Moscow one after another, but each one was as if it was lost in the sea, and there was no reply. It seemed that the Red Army in Kdonsnoyarsk had long been forgotten.
Frunze's mood was painful and heavy.
As a commander-in-chief, he was the first to review the current situation and took all the responsibilities on himself instead of blaming the decision-makers in Moscow.
But he must be responsible for the lives of hundreds of thousands of Red Army soldiers!
Bad news keeps coming, Mansik has been breached, Oleg Mek has been breached, the left wing has been breached, the right wing has been breached, the front is under attack, and a large number of officers and soldiers are being killed...
On October 11, a piece of news that shocked him finally came: Semyon Mikhailovich Budyonny's cavalry army was broken through by the enemy on both wings. He and his troops were surrounded in Mirnyi, and the Chinese were attacking
It launches a devastating attack!
Frunze's head exploded with a "bang".
Semyon Mikhailovich Budyonny was Stalin's most trusted general and his favorite.
When Stalin in Moscow learned of the news, he immediately sent a stern telegram demanding that Frunze rescue Comrade Semyon Mikhailovich Budyonny at all costs!
But how to rescue?
Your own troops are still firmly suppressed in Kdunsnoyarsk, so where can you find the strength to rescue Budyonny's troops?
Frunze bravely organized several assaults, but they were all beaten back by the well-defended Chinese army.
Frunze, who was helpless, had no choice now.
As for Budyonny and his cavalry troops who were struggling in Mirnyi, no one knew what was waiting for them. In Mirnyi, Budyonny's First Cavalry Corps.
The cavalrymen on their war horses were tired and looked equally tired.
There were corpses all around, lying in various postures. They seemed to be telling the story of the tragic battle that had just taken place...
Surrounded by a large number of Chinese tanks, artillery, and massed infantry.
They were not in a hurry to attack, but were patiently re-adjusting their forces. Budyonny and his soldiers knew that when the new attack began, it would be the last battle of the cavalry army!
"Comrade Commander, telegram from Comrade Stalin."
Budyonny received the telegram with a numb face. Stalin encouraged them in the telegram to persist to the end, and said that he had given an order to Frunze, the supreme commander of the Kdusnoyarsk battle, to be sure to do it tonight.
Before joining the cavalry army.
Budyonni smiled bitterly.
Let alone whether Frunze's troops can break through the enemy's siege, it is hard to say whether their own cavalry army can hold on until night.
The Chinese's new attack will be launched again in half an hour at most.
I am using cavalry to fight against the enemy's steel!
"Call Comrade Stalin back!"
Budyonny was silent for a moment: "The enemy will soon launch a new attack on me. My comrades and I will do our best to resist the enemy's attack. It is difficult for Comrade Frunze's reinforcements to arrive at your request."
We arrived in time, the enemy has all-round advantages, and Kdomsnoyarsk has fallen into a heavy siege. But I ask respected Comrade Stalin and the party to rest assured that even if we fight to the last moment, I know that a real
What should the Bolsheviks do.
Semyon Mikhailovich Budyonny.”
Budyonny responded to this telegram with anger and sadness. After the telegram was sent, Moscow fell silent.
It seemed that they were waiting numbly and helplessly for the last moment of the First Cavalry Army.
The Chinese are also waiting!
Deng Xia looked at his watch and put it away carefully. Standing in the tank, he waved his hand and said in a calm and even cold tone: "Let's get started!"
On October 11, 9th year of the Republic of China, the battle of annihilation against the First Cavalry Corps of the Soviet Red Army began!
The roar of countless Chinese cannons made the entire earth tremble.
The artillery shells fell mercilessly on the Russian positions, and the Russian war horses neighed. If their owners hadn't been holding them tightly, the horses might have scattered in all directions.
Budyonny just stood there, letting the shells roar around him, and he had no idea of evading the explosion.
If a cannonball can explode around you, maybe this is also a kind of relief for yourself...
But the cannonballs seemed to have eyes, and not one of them landed near him.
Budyonni smiled bitterly, sometimes it is so difficult to die...
"Comrade soldiers, the enemy has begun to attack!"
Hearing this voice, Budyonni cheered up.
He asked his guards to bring the war horse, got on the horse, drew his saber, and said in a low voice: "Comrades, the time has come to test us. Please don't forget our identities. Comrades, I beg you, like a true
Let the Bolshevik soldiers die like that!"
"Ula! Ulan!"
The cries of the Red Army cavalry rang out...
The battle between war horses and tanks begins in Mirny!
Those Chinese tanks rushed on the battlefield recklessly, tearing gaps one after another in the Russian defense line...
The Russian cavalry troops charged wildly, their horses neighing and rushing desperately towards the steel monsters. The steel monsters also roared, making trembling sounds and crushing the horses rushing towards them.
past.
This is a battle of flesh and blood against steel! This is also a completely unfair duel!
The Russian cavalry fell off their horses one by one, losing their master's horse, neighing sadly, and then raised their hooves and ran far away from this terrible place...
The number of people in the First Cavalry Army is decreasing rapidly, and the number of corpses on the battlefield is increasing rapidly~~
There are fewer and fewer Russians, and Budyonny has completely lost control of the battlefield. Now in every corner of the battlefield, his subordinates are fighting independently, carrying out the last, most heroic, but also
The most helpless struggle.
The Chinese infantry has also been deployed on the battlefield. They are just here to clean up the battlefield.
There was only the last guard left beside Budyonni. He looked at the soldiers: "Are there any people who are afraid of death?"
The soldiers were silent, and no one answered him.
Budyonny smiled, then put his saber forward: "Comrades, for the sake of the Soviet and for victory, charge forward!!"
For victory?
Yes, at least in Budyonni's opinion it is for victory!
This last group of cavalry, like Don Quixote who blocked the windmill, rushed towards the enemies that they could never defeat.
And the tanks roared again...
Everything is over, the battlefield is quiet, except for the occasional cry from the tanks. Even the victors will feel a little scared when they see the corpses on the ground. They never imagined that there would be such a bloody war...
How many Russians died in this crazy charge? No one knows, and no one wants to count.
They only knew that during this attack, the knights on horseback fell like fallen leaves one after another, making no sound.
This is no longer a battle, but a massacre!
The slaughter of flesh and blood by steel.
The cavalry will eventually be eliminated by history, and no one can avoid this.
Tanks are the real steel knights of the future!
He is also the master on the battlefield.
The infantry are sweeping the battlefield, searching for survivors.
The dying people stretched out their hands in the pool of blood, and they were dying and wanted to seek help from the Chinese soldiers passing by. They shook their heads pitifully. There was no way to save them, and no one could save them anymore...
If they had just set foot on the battlefield, those former recruits might not be able to bear it, but it is different now. They have been used to life and death, and have even become numb. If it is you who is lying on the ground now, the enemy will not be able to bear it either.
Will reach out a hand.
This is war, the cruelest and bloodiest war. They have all become veterans. After fighting on the battlefield for a while, they will return home, and then there will be recruits who are as ignorant about the battlefield as they are. Then they will fight with them again.
The same thing, from being afraid of the battlefield to being indifferent.
I just hope that I can avoid dying here before that happens.
A large number of Russian prisoners were gathered together and were not mistreated. And on the faces of these prisoners, there was no sorrow after failure, only a despair that could not be expressed clearly in words.
Deng Xia stood on the battlefield and looked at everything in front of him without saying anything. Groups of prisoners passed by him. He watched calmly and suddenly stopped one of the prisoners.
This was a Russian officer, and he was also a general. Deng Xia looked at him and asked: "Rank, name?"
The Russian officer straightened his body and tried his best to answer in the loudest voice he could: "Semyon Mikhailovich Budyonny, Commander of the First Cavalry Corps of the Soviet Workers' and Peasants' Red Army!"!