The Russian army did not drive them on the road anymore, but drove them further together. It was almost to the point where people were crowded together and people were sitting next to each other.

Then……!

Then they saw a tall Maxim standing in front of them!

"Commander, isn't this a bit..., after all, they surrendered." Schwarzkopf, who had just been promoted to deputy commander of the Guards, looked at Commander Tumenovsky with some hesitation.

"Have you seen the tragedy in Smolensk?

There is a Russian proverb that blood debts need to be repaid with blood.

Besides!

We are about to participate in the siege of Minsk. We only have two divisions, which is not enough for combat. How can we divide our troops to guard these Poles and Lithuanians?

Get rid of them quickly, and then go chase the Ming people.

Hurry up, we don't have time to wait too long."

Tumenovsky glanced at Schwarzkopf dissatisfied, wondering how to be merciful at this time.

You've become deputy commander, and yet you still do this. Why didn't I see you showing mercy when I was in Grozny?

The once prosperous Grozny has turned into a ghost. It is the masterpiece of Schwarzkopf, and you are still trying to be elegant like me.

Schwarzkopf was also helpless. Tumenovsky was right, they could not fight with so many prisoners.

A Russian officer shouted loudly, and all the Maxims opened fire at the same time.

The crowd was running around like frightened rabbits, but how could anyone run so fast without bullets?

The fleeing Polish soldiers were swept down like wheat.

Under the unbridled bullets, a dense layer of corpses lay on the ground.

Corpses piled on top of corpses, blood on top of blood.

Maxim kept firing until there was not a single Polish soldier left standing.

Russian soldiers carried rifles with bayonets in their hands and searched this hell on earth at intervals of one meter.

Almost every corpse was stabbed with a bayonet, and those who were pretending to be dead screamed loudly in pain.

Then a bullet blew out their heads, or a bayonet pierced their chests.

It was not until they were sure that there were no living Poles in this area that the Russian soldiers gave up and gathered together to continue chasing the Ming people who had wandered away.

They hadn't walked long before a bold crow fell from the sky and began to feast on human flesh.

"This time to siege Minsk, we need to besiege it on three sides. If the enemy retreats, we will pursue it along the railway line.

Geng Jingzhong!"

"have!"

Geng Jingzhong, wearing the rank of major, stood up.

"Your battalion, go around behind Minsk, cut off the railway, and at the same time prevent Polish reinforcements!

Can it be done?"

"promise!"

Geng Jingzhong stood at attention and saluted.

More than half a year ago, he was still the division commander carrying the fallen star. Now, he has become a major.

The troops under management were also reduced from a division to a battalion.

If his father, Geng Zhongming, had not begged Lord Ao for mercy, he would not have had the opportunity to join the expeditionary force.

After all, he was an old man from the Liao Army, so Mr. Ao gave Geng Zhongming his face.

In this way, Geng Jingzhong was able to participate in this expedition as a major battalion commander.

This time, Geng Jingzhong knew that this would be an expedition that would determine his future in the army.

Therefore, these days, he and his team must compete for the lead in every battle.

And his tanks often rush to the front.

His bravery won the respect of his subordinates and the trust of his superiors.

The group leader is also willing to give him the task!

This time it was very dangerous to cut off the railway and prevent the Polish reinforcements from crossing.

Because this meant that his battalion had to penetrate deep behind the enemy's army alone.

Geng Jingzhong did not hesitate at all and set off with his men.

The Ming army came too quickly, and the Polish army on the periphery was defeated too quickly.

Major General Bobosha, who was defending Minsk, just heard the news of the Ming army's attack and found that the Ming army had arrived at the gates of Minsk.

He didn't even have to rest for a few minutes before the roar of the self-propelled artillery reached his ears.

Bobosha was a little stunned. The intelligence from last night also said that the Ming army was on the other side of the Dnieper River more than 100 kilometers away.

Poposa was still thinking about whether to send some of her belongings back to Warsaw today.

According to past experience, the Ming army can only reach Minsk in three days at the earliest.

The Polish army outside Minsk has a total of 20,000 people. Although it is not an elite force, it is still a soldier with a gun.

Bobosha never expected that the Ming army would actually appear in Minsk today.

What made him even more unexpected was... that his army was destroyed in one fell swoop.

Of the 20,000 people, less than 6,000 escaped.

Could it be said that the Ming army was really so strong?

"The Ming Dynasty's army has a kind of iron chariot, which is not afraid of guns. Our bullets hit the iron chariot and were directly bounced away.

There is no way to penetrate those iron cars!

Moreover, there are weapons similar to anti-aircraft guns on the iron carriages. They hit us so hard that we couldn’t lift our heads at all, and there are also cannons that can move on their own...!"

"He ran away from the battle and started talking nonsense again when he came in front of me.

Pull him down and shoot him!"

Bobosha looked at his men kneeling on the ground with great disdain!

This guy is a genius. Under the attack of the Ming army, those who can survive until now are all talented people.
Chapter completed!