The first ray of sunshine in the morning pierced the sky like a sharp sword.

The sound of gunfire gradually became sparse, and the rumble of cannons that had been going off all night also stopped.

"Clean up and prepare to retreat." Hugjiril called to his men.

When they first entered the position, there were one hundred and twenty-four tough Mongolian men, but now there were only thirty-five left.

Most of them had injuries, but the severity varied.

One last look at the corpses in the bomb-proof cave, these Mongolians will stay here forever.

I don’t know who hummed the songs on the grassland first, and then the sound of the songs spread throughout the entire Mongolian camp like an infectious disease.

The shell-proof hole was filled with explosives, and all the remaining explosives were inside.

Plug the detonator in and light the fuse!

Hugjirel was the last one to leave the position. It was not until he walked one kilometer that he heard the loud noise that shook the earth.

There is no way to take away these brothers, we can only deal with them in this way.

On the German side, Guderian's face was ashen.

In last night's battle, his division once again suffered heavy casualties.

The last regiment that entered the battle as a reserve force now suffered more than half of its casualties.

Under normal circumstances, they need to withdraw and rest.

In fact, the headquarters also gave him such an order. The troops to replace him are already on the way and will arrive in a few hours.

Looking at the Ming army's position with thick smoke billowing from it, Guderian felt sad.

He is just forty-five years old this year, and the forty-five-year-old teacher is young.

But if he had not captured the enemy position, he would probably still be the division commander when he retired.

For him, the most unbearable thing is a life of inaction.

This is worse than killing him!

Taking a deep breath, he picked up the telescope again and glanced at the Ming army's position in the distance.

"Order the 92nd Infantry Regiment to launch another attack."

"Division Commander, the 92nd Infantry Regiment no longer has a complete company." The chief of staff looked at Guderian in surprise.

A retreat order has been issued from above, and they can evacuate before the Ming army planes arrive.

"Then we will piece together three companies and shrink the whole regiment into a battalion.

All supplies in the division were distributed to them.

All ammunition left in the division will be fired by the artillery."

Guderian decided to use the last of his wealth to give it a try. You always have to have a dream, just in case you succeed.

"But division commander, at dawn, the Ming army's air force came back for an air attack." The chief of staff kindly reminded that because of command errors that caused heavy casualties to the unit, the commander would be sent to a military court.

"Then take advantage of the fact that the Ming army planes haven't arrived yet, and shoot out the artillery shells, immediately, immediately. I won't listen to anything anymore, but execute the order!"

Guderian roared like a lion at his chief of staff.

"Yes!" The chief of staff saw that Guderian was really angry and ran out to deliver the order.

Anyway, when the time comes for him to be investigated by the higher authorities, it won't be him who goes to court-martial.

The roar still had some effect, and soon the artillery position rang out again.

The 92nd Infantry Regiment, as a reserve force, once again gathered its final strength and prepared to launch an attack.

The non-commissioned officers were distributing ammunition, and the soldiers wasted no time stuffing sausages and bread into their mouths.

This is a rare treat, not only sausages and bread, but also hot soup.

Amidst a chorus of chirping voices, regimental commander Effenberg gave the order to attack.

The tragic attack began, with soldiers attacking along roads covered with corpses and human fragments.

Smoke and dust billowed from the Ming army's position, and from time to time there were flames or unknown things exploding.

The barbed wire fence had been pressed into the mud, and there was a layer of corpses of German soldiers on top.

The soldiers could only move forward stepping on the corpses!

"boom!"

The wails of the injured German soldiers were louder than the explosion.

Half of his foot is gone. If he wants to walk in this life, he will probably have to rely on crutches.

The German soldiers nearby were not surprised. The Ming army had too many small mines like this.

Moreover, after being stained with soil, it is no different from ordinary stones and cannot be distinguished at all.

Two medics helped the soldier treat his wounds while the others continued to move forward.

Along the way, people kept stepping on landmines, and people kept having their legs blown off.

The Ming army's landmines were very wicked. They only broke off the feet, and even the legs were blown up.

There are even many mines that look very much like modified bullets.

The German soldiers walking in front were careful with every step they took.

Their hearts were full of doubts, why didn't the Ming army shoot?

It's daylight now, so moving so slowly is no different from a target.

The further forward they went, the weaker the German soldiers felt.

Even the soldiers at the front had their legs trembling.

Finally, the Ming army's trenches were right in front of us.

I don't know who shouted, and then everyone followed suit.

The soldiers carried rifles with bayonets and rushed into the trenches, looking for the so-called Ming troops everywhere.

But they turned around and found no Ming soldiers, but there were several soldiers injured by landmines on the ground.

Soon, a signal soldier ran backwards.

Send Effenberg's letter to the division headquarters.

"The Ming army retreated?" The chief of staff's eyes suddenly lit up.

"No, we captured the Ming army's position.

Now, report to the headquarters immediately that we have captured the Ming army's position and the passage to Moscow has been opened."

Guderian was so excited that he immediately corrected the wording of the chief of staff.

"Yes, we captured the Ming army's position." The chief of staff understood immediately.

Li Xiao stood in the carriage house in Moscow, looking at the huge sand table without saying anything.

Stewie next to him was reporting the latest battle situation to him.

The three divisions fought bloody battles for three days. Each division killed a large number of enemy troops and then retreated fifteen kilometers and entered another pre-set defense line.

This line of defense is much stronger than the previous line of defense.

Because this defense line was built starting last summer, 80% of the fortifications and bunkers are reinforced concrete buildings.

In some places, the artillery even conducted school artillery firing.

Moreover, this line of defense is closer to Moscow, making it easier to obtain supplies.

“Although the units of the Third Division killed a large number of enemy troops, their own casualties were also considerable.

The newly formed Mongolian battalion had suffered more than half of its casualties and had to retreat to the rear for rest and replenishment.

It is estimated that it will take a week at the earliest to regain combat effectiveness." Stewie said helplessly while looking at the battle report.

As a battalion-level unit, the Mongolian Battalion has been at the forefront of all battles.

So far, more than 4,000 people have been recruited.

It can be said that this is equivalent to destroying the Mongolian camp seven times.

"Are there any reinforcements?" Li Xiao asked calmly.

"Yes, there are plenty of reinforcements. During the armistice, we recruited a total of 3,000 people from Mongolia."

"Three thousand people?" Li Xiao glanced at Shi Dewei.

Guqu

He soon understood that since the Mongols were easy to use, these people would use them to their death.

It is estimated that the report on the formation of the second or even third Mongolian battalion has been placed on his desk, but he has little time to read the documents during this period.

However, in this way, it provided the Mongolian battalion with a steady supply of soldiers.
To be continued...