"When it comes to fighting, the Ming army is really powerful.

Their cannons are also powerful, and the guns in their hands are also powerful. Ordinary soldiers use repeating rifles.

Thirty rounds of ammunition and only one magazine change.

How can it be like us, still using this old and broken rifle. To fire a bullet, you have to pull the bolt once."

"It seems that the Ming army is not as strong as us. If they didn't take advantage of their weapons, they would be nothing."

The Russian soldiers were talking nonstop. Kriov, who was scolded by the squad leader, stood up and ran to a deserted place to urinate.

It was so cold that the urine turned into ice when it splashed on the ground.

Suddenly, Cliff saw something in the river.

But it was very dark and I couldn't see clearly what it was.

"Kriov, what are you doing?" A sharp-eyed Russian soldier asked when he saw Kriov walking towards the river.

"There seems to be something in the river."

"What the hell are you calling! All the ships on the Volga River have been gathered on the east bank.

There's nothing in the river except big ice floes, you idiot."

"There really seems to be something!" Kliov glanced at the Volga River again and said with certainty.

"Then go and have a look, I'll freeze you to death! The French are coming, don't wet your pants." The squad leader warned Cleof.

When the people nearby heard this, they immediately burst into laughter.

"Monitor, he just finished peeing. He shouldn't have peed again into his pants."

Accompanied by everyone's laughter, Cliff slowly walked towards the river, wanting to have a better look.

As soon as I reached the reeds on the shore, a figure jumped out of the reeds.

The weak moonlight reflected the cold light, and before Cliff even had time to shout, the dagger slashed across his neck.

Cleof covered the wound on his neck with both hands, and in his ears he could hear the "hissing" and "hissing" sound of blood spurting out from the blood vessels.

He wanted to open his mouth to shout, but when he opened his mouth, blood immediately filled his mouth.

Colonel Leclerc shook the dagger and shook the blood from it.

With a wave of his hand, hundreds of black shadows emerged from the reeds.

They dived into the darkness like swimming fish, holding rifles with bayonets in their hands, jumped into the trench and disappeared.

"Why hasn't Cliff come back yet?

Cleof!

Cleof!"

The squad leader stood up and looked at the swaying reeds in the distance.

"Squad leader, nothing will happen." Everyone stood up and looked in the direction of the reeds.

"No, the nearest Frenchman is ten kilometers away. Besides, there are minefields in front of the position.

Not to mention a human being, not even a dog can get through."

"You two, go over and take a look."

The squad leader didn't hear Cliff's response and immediately became alert. As he spoke, he went to get the rifle that was placed aside.

"Poof!" As soon as his hand touched the rifle, a long sword passed through his head.

"Ghost!" The Russian soldier yelled in fright when he saw a guy wearing black clothes and his face painted black come out of the darkness.

Before they could grab their weapons and escape, several more black shadows emerged from the darkness.

The "pop" and "pop" sounds of the bayonet entering the body and the screams of the Russian soldiers rang out one after another.

Almost at the same time, there was an explosion on the other side of the Volga River.

Immediately afterwards, the explosion sounded like firecrackers during the New Year.

French soldiers roamed close to the trenches, shooting when they encountered moving people, and throwing grenades when they encountered hidden soldier holes.

In the darkness, one raft after another approached the shore.

French soldiers wearing high-waisted water boots rushed towards the Russian troops on both sides of the bank.

The sound of the explosion was an order, and soon countless French soldiers launched an attack from the front of the Russian position.

The Russian military positions on the west bank of the Volga River are actually the outposts of the positions on the east bank.

The garrison only has one under-staffed battalion, and they are all old, weak, sick and disabled.

How could they withstand such an attack by the elite French army? Within half an hour, their positions were broken through by the French army one by one.

The Russian troops on the east bank of the Volga River were also attacked at the same time.

The defenders on the west bank were lax, and the defenders on the east bank were even more lax.

Even the sentries hid in windy places and slept secretly!

The French soldiers who came ashore were like dragons emerging from the water. Grenades were thrown wildly in the trenches.

Many French soldiers were sleeping in the hiding place, and a few grenades were dropped. An entire row of Russian soldiers were killed inside.

The sound of explosions on the east bank was so loud that countless Russian soldiers were blown away in their sleep.

On the river beach, there are all the small boats that can be collected on the Volga River.

Including many fishing boats and ferries, they were all hit to the east coast.

This was to prevent the French from crossing the river.

But I didn't expect that these ships would be attacked by the French.

Except for a few ships that were blown up by Russian soldiers with grenades, the other ships fell into the hands of the French intact.

The French who robbed the boat were unequivocal and quickly sailed the boat to the west bank of the Volga River.

Under the fierce attack of a French division, the Russian outpost battalion was destroyed without a few machine gun shots.

The Russian army was defeated. Some people were kneeling on the ground, holding guns in both hands.

As a result, the French came over and thrust their bayonets into their chests.

"Quick, get on the boat! Get on the boat!" Leclerc shouted loudly from the shore.

Groups of French troops did not interfere with the Russian troops at all, and rushed onto the ferry to row to the other side.

From the launch of the attack to the first batch of French troops crossing the Volga River and participating in the commando attack, it only took forty minutes.

The Russian troops who were attacked were struggling to hold on.

They were attacked by the fresh force of the French army and immediately collapsed.

The French army did not pursue pursuit, but eliminated the remaining Russian troops on the Russian positions.

"Strengthen the position! The Russian army will counterattack." Leclerc ordered loudly.

"Report to His Majesty the Emperor that we have successfully captured the crossing on the east bank of the Volga River.

Hurry, let the engineers behind build the pontoon bridge." Leclerc did not expect that tonight's operation would go so smoothly.
Chapter completed!