"Hmph! Leningkamp, ​​you still have some conscience. You know to send soldiers to guide me and protect the logistics transportation line!" Seeing the "Russian soldiers" patrolling on the road, General Samsonov's anger had slightly subsided. The soldiers of the "1st Army" not only made signs, but also sent special personnel to guide the forks, and his troops were greatly accelerated.

"My man, borrow a fire!" A middle-aged soldier suddenly ran from the Russian marching ranks to a checkpoint. His name was Capetanovich, a corporal from the 17th Corps of the 2nd Army. When he passed by the swamp the day before, all his matches were wet. What's bad was that the matches of his companions were not spared.

The soldiers in the checkpoint were staring at him blankly, as if they didn't hear anything he said.

"Match! Match!" Capetanovic raised the cigarette in his hand, and then a sentry took out a box of matches and handed it to him.

"Thank you!" Capetanovic took the matchbox, but then he shouted with wide eyes:

“德国火柴?”

At this moment, a person who looked like an officer came over, and seemed to be the commander of these sentinels.

"Yes, this is what we just seized from the Germans yesterday, and there are a lot of canned beef! The supplies of those German pigs are really piled up, hahaha!"

Capetanovich glanced at him in confusion, turned around and left without saying anything. At this time, he suddenly turned around and asked the soldier who gave him the match: "Can you give this box of matches to me?"

"Of course!" the officer replied with a smile on behalf of the soldier, and there was no expression on the soldier's face.

"Haha! Don't mind, this little brother was temporarily lost in hearing by the shell yesterday, and he will be fine in a few days!"

Capetanovic didn't say anything else and ran back to the queue quickly.

"Damn Russians! You guys will look good later!" The sentry officer cursed fiercely.

At 3 pm on August 20, 1914, the main force of the Russian 2nd Army arrived in the Compigio area, 40 kilometers away from the German-Russian border.

General Samsonov stood on a small hill beside the road. A German position more than 20 kilometers wide appeared in his telescope. The fortifications were constructed along the edge of a sparse forest. The road leading to the hinterland of East Prussia divided the woods into two, and the positions were almost airtight and impenetrable forests on both sides.

"Damn it! That damn Leninkamp actually said that he had defeated the German army. Where did these German troops emerge from!" A cavalry company sent by Samsonov to reconnaissance was now lying in front of the German positions. He didn't even know how many people there were on the other side. He could only see the pointed helmets looming in the trenches opposite, and he didn't know whether the German army built fortifications that could not be observed from the outside in the woods.

"Staff, pass my order, the soldiers accelerate and build positions 5 kilometers away from the other side, and the cannons enter the positions as soon as possible! Also, be sure to contact me with the 1st Army and ask where that fool Lenincamp is now!"

"Yes, General!"

At this time, in the woods 3 kilometers behind the German position, there was a small open space, and the commander's office on the front line of the East Prussian Legion was located there. General Fronsova, the commander of the First Infantry Army of the Legion, was frowning and watching the enemy's movement reports sent back by the aviation force - the 230,000 troops of the Russian 2nd Army were divided into two parts, 6 Russian infantry divisions and 2 cavalry divisions were deployed on the front of them, and the remaining 5 infantry divisions were deployed in a circular shape behind the Russian main attacking forces to resist possible attacks from all directions. The third Russian cavalry division tried to enter the primeval forest on both sides of the German position, but they soon gave up this attempt, and the men were unable to move there, and now the cavalry division has retreated to the Russian position.

"Mr. Fransova, don't be too nervous. Come and have a cup of coffee together!" Chen Tian sat in the open tent next to him, drinking coffee leisurely.

"Your Highness, you don't seem to be worried at all. There is no strong defensive position like the entrance of Insterborg, and we cannot implement two-wing encirclement here! I don't understand why we don't continue to face them at the entrance of the entrance of Fronsova's face. Although the battle at the entrance of Insterborg made him admire his prince, this was a war after all, and any mistake could ruin the entire situation, even the entire country.

"I don't want their scouts to see the blood marks in front of the gorge, so that the Russians will feel that their 1st Army may be over. I want to give them an illusion, an illusion that their 1st Army will attack us on both sides of the place, and that they will continue to attack until the last drop of blood is shed!" Chen Tian stirred the coffee in the cup. Although there was neither sugar nor milk in it, he liked this stirring feeling. After all, he would put the whole world in his cup and stir it gently.

"Col. Hoffmann asked the Russian communication officers to send a report to the opposite Russian 2nd Army in the name of the Russian 1st Army, saying that the German army here should be the German army that fled during the Battle of Insterburg's Gorge three days ago!"

"Yes! Your Highness!"

"This is a deception war, a huge scam, and I am the world's leading liar!" Chen Tian muttered there alone in Chinese.

Soon, Samsonov received a telegram from the "1st Army" saying that the German army that blocked them was just "thousands of defeated dogs". Although he was puzzled by the corpses of more than a hundred Cossack cavalry and war horses in front of the German position, he still asked two cavalry divisions and two infantry divisions to launch a tentative attack after the shelling.

The shelling began. Today, the Russians' artillery shells were obviously not as fierce as in the Battle of Qianxiakou in the two days, and lasted only half an hour. The smoke and dust after explosions rose around the positions in front of the woods. These smoke and the loud explosions were almost the only things that could endanger the health of German officers and soldiers in the trenches. When the Russian artillery still extended the shelling of the woods within one kilometer behind the position, it brought some trouble to the German rapid-fire gun positions there.

A large number of tanks, armored vehicles and motorcycles were on standby behind the woods. In fact, motorcycles carrying machine guns were more effective than tanks and armored vehicles in mobile warfare. This was not Chen Tian's invention. The Russians brought heavy machine guns onto their tricycles very early, and equipped their scouts and communications soldiers in a very small number.

After half an hour of fierce shelling, the scene that appeared in front of the German soldiers was no different from the Battle of Gorge three days ago. The Cossacks rode strong horses and waved their swords, and the infantry waves howling with bayonets while holding bayonets.

Elite cavalry were not used to attack positions equipped with large numbers of machine guns. Only in mobile warfare can the fierce Cossack cavalry play their role, but the Russians always did such stupid things in the early stages of the war.

The 77mm rapid-fire cannons in the woods opened fire, and the Cossacks fell under shrapnel and shock waves, but no one planned to stop. When they were 1 km away from the position, they began to race against machine gun bullets. If they could cross this distance of 1 km before the machine gun bullets penetrated into their bodies, they would win. The Cossacks fought with the metal barrage with their flesh and blood, but most of them were afraid to see blood burst out from their bodies, and fell in front of the German positions without any pain.

The infantry followed one after another with denser formations and slower speeds toward the German positions, and the other's shells and bullets were not reserved for their bravery. Soon, the German soldiers began to replace the barrels for their "Firebird" light machine guns, and then continued their slaughter.

Massacre is not the patent of the Germans, and being slaughtered is not the specialty of the Russians. On the morning of the first day of attacking the Liege Fortress, tens of thousands of German soldiers fell under the Belgian artillery fire and machine guns; when the German East Prussian army massacred the Russians on the eastern front, 2 million British, French and German troops strangled each other, and within 8 days, 250,000 British, French and 300,000 German soldiers died one after another.

This is an era of massacre!

The expression of Leninkamp three days ago now appeared on Samsonov's face.

"No! This is absolutely impossible to be the firepower of thousands of defeated soldiers. The 500,000 regular Russian troops do not have so many machine guns! The staff officer sent a report to the 1st Army and told them that we were subjected to a large number of German troops, at least twice our number! Let them return to the aid quickly and attack the German troops with us!" Poor Samsonov kept sweating, and he did not realize his situation at this time. The most important point was that he and everyone felt that even if more than 200,000 troops in an army fell into the water, they would make a plop, but he did not see a Russian corpse or any trace of fighting along the way.

After receiving a telegram from Samsonov to the "1st Army", Chen Tian found that the counterattack had been too much, and the Russians on the opposite side had lost the courage to continue attacking. He made a quick decision to send a report from the "1st Army" and asked the Russian 2nd Army to wait on the spot. The "1st Army" would quickly return to aid and attack the enemy on both sides.

When Samsonov's soldiers began to dig the trenches in sweat, 51 Sky X biplane attack aircraft, 37 Ostrich I and 65 Sky IV biplane bombers from the East Prussian Army Flying over the battlefield.

"God bless!"

When they found that it was not a crow flying all over the sky, many Russian soldiers began to kneel down and pray.

Unfortunately, God did not bless them. Raindrop bombs and bullets fell from the sky. On a 20-kilometer-wide position, more than 100,000 Russian soldiers were in chaos.

Captain Fritz was flying a "Sky X" attack aircraft hovering over the Russian positions. The Russian troops below were already in chaos, and the trenches became the only refuge for the Russians exposed to the open space.

After turning a big bend in the air, Fritz flew his plane along the trench line, then lowered the head and began to shoot at the crowd in the trench. Bullets penetrated the Russians' heads or backs, causing even greater panic.

The pilots of the attack plane began to strafuse the trenches as Fritz, and the bombers also lowered their heights to drop bombs into dense crowds. For the poor Russians, there was almost no safe place on this earth.

The artillery positions were also the key targets of German aircraft. Bombs continued to fall into the pile of ammunition near the cannon, which immediately triggered a burst of violent explosions, which further aggravated the panic of Russian soldiers.

"Strike!" With Chen Tian's order, 76 tanks, 56 armored combat vehicles, 83 armored personnel carriers, more than 2,000 motorcycles and 120,000 German infantry rushed out of the woods, like a huge gray wave and pressed towards the chaotic Russian soldiers...
Chapter completed!