On the train to Kimon, Lieutenant Stephen found that his soldiers were not talking and laughing as before. They either sat in the corner of the carriage and closed their eyes or were wiping their weapons. Manuel, the platoon leader who was in charge of the weapons, taught the soldiers who had never used machine guns how to load, aim and shoot over and over again. Although everyone looked very calm on their faces, they were actually in a heavy mood.

When sparse sounds of shell explosions occasionally came from afar, Stephen and the others could see the thick smoke rising from Kimon City. The closer they got to Kimon, the more the sounds of rifles and machine guns became.

The carriage where Stephen was originally used to load coal, with no roof on it and the wall of the car was less than one person high. The soldiers mounted their rifles on the wall of the carriage, and the entire carriage was filled with bullets.

"Everyone pay attention to the surroundings!" The shouts of officers giving orders came from the front carriage. Although the soldiers in this carriage heard it, Lieutenant Stephen repeated it loudly. Everyone became more and more nervous, until a loud whistle and the figures of several Russian cavalry came from the woods. The German soldiers finally broke out. They pulled the triggers, rifles and machine guns in their hands all desperately shot at the woods. The bullet shell fell on the bottom of the carriage and heard a series of crisp collisions, but there were no figures there.

"Stop shooting! Stop shooting!" The soldiers finally stopped amid the shouts of officers.

"Damn it! That's just the Russian scout cavalry!" Looking at the bullet shells all over the ground, Stephen shook his head helplessly. These soldiers who had only participated in a few battles often seemed not calm enough.

After that, several groups of Russian reconnaissance cavalry appeared near the train. When the train slowly stopped, they all disappeared without a trace.

Here, the soldiers could already see the roofs that Kimon lost.

"Get out! Get out of the car!" The order came from the front, and Stephen and his soldiers climbed out of the car, but the scene in front of them shocked them.

On the flat ground in front of the train, there were German corpses in gray uniforms everywhere, and some subways in front had been blown up several meters. The rails on both sides of the gap were bent outward, and there was a large charred pit in the middle. German artillery, machine guns and ammunition boxes were scattered everywhere. The dead German soldiers had different postures, some were lying on the ground, some were lying on the ground, and some were leaning against other things, but they basically had one or many deep wounds on their bodies. Some were still wide open.

"There are still living people there!" A soldier shouted, and in the direction of his finger, people saw two blood-covered soldiers sitting blankly next to a horseless carriage. Only when they occasionally blinked their eyelids could they find the difference between them and the surrounding bodies.

The soldiers got off the train and slowly surrounded him with guns.

"Get out of the way!" A hoarse voice came from not far away, and the soldiers immediately made way for a passage. The commander of the 305th Regiment, Neubart, and other officers, appeared in front of everyone.

When Neubart walked up to the two soldiers, several medics were bandaging them.

"What's going on here?"

The two soldiers raised their heads, their eyes filled with fear, and one of the older soldiers spoke in an extremely frustrated tone:

"We are soldiers of the 407th Regiment of the Wolbeck Division. We have been stationed in the south of Kimon this morning and built a defensive position mainly composed of trenches there. At around 3 pm, the Russian cavalry surrounded Kimon, but they did not immediately launch an attack. About half an hour later, the Russian infantry began to attack from the east of Kimon. Our division commander Colonel Wolbeck commanded six regiments to fight the Russian army in the east, but they were quickly defeated. Then we received an order to break south. Our regiment, as a vanguard, set off from the position and walked south along the railway. When we got here, countless Russian cavalry suddenly surrounded from all directions. We caught us off guard, and now we are only two of us left in the whole regiment!"

Everyone at the venue was stunned, and after a long time Neubart asked:

"What about your division commander?"

"He has withdrawn from Kimon City with the remaining troops, and should be still in the position we built before our regiment. The Russian cavalry who attacked us then went there!"

The regiment commander signaled the soldiers behind to help them onto the train, and then asked the communications soldiers to report the situation here to the command center, and then summoned the battalion and company commander of the regiment.

"The current situation is that the Walbeck division is likely to be unable to rely on its own strength to break through, we must respond to them!" Neubart made such a decision before he received instructions from his superiors.

"But the Russian cavalry..."

Several other officers were still scared of the scene just now. A regiment was eaten by the Russians. They were now a regiment, and the 306th regiment was still on a train behind.

"I have sent a report to the 306th Regiment. They will be guarding the train. Our mission is to make a path from behind the Russian cavalry and then respond to the retreat of the Walbeck Division! Now, let the soldiers unload the rapid-fire cannons from the train, and the artillery stay behind to prepare for fire support. When the Walbeck Division retreats, let them sit in the carriage of the cannons, and then we blow the cannons out. Do you understand?"

A total of 20 77mm rapid-fire cannons were installed in the five cars at the end of this train. Those cars could only hold hundreds of soldiers, but no one opposed it. Perhaps those who came back alive were still unsatisfied with those cars.

"Okay, let's go in 5 minutes! Each company must take care of each other, and pay special attention to protecting the machine gunner!" The regiment commander looked at the watch and at 4:05.

When Stephen ran back to the company, his soldiers were speechless. It seemed that they knew what was going on.

"Everyone line up! One row, one row of 1, one row of 2, and one row of 3. The machine gunners stand in the middle of the queue. Once you find the Russian cavalry, don't panic. Follow my orders, do you understand?"

"I understand!" The soldiers lined up with heavy hearts, and they quickly joined the line of marching north next to them.

It was only more than 3 miles from where the train stopped to Kimon. Before long they could walk, they saw a large number of Russian cavalry suddenly approaching the German positions there. When the German machine guns sounded, they quickly retreated to a place outside the range of bullets. At this time, the east, west and north sides of the Kimon city had basically quieted down. Only the streets on the south side still burst into flames and smoke from time to time.

Continuing to move forward for half a mile, Neubart stopped the team in an open area of ​​500 meters without trees. The correspondents ran back and forth to convey the orders.

"The artillery from the back shot at the Russian cavalry for 5 minutes!"

"The others are lined up in a strait to defend against the cavalry's attack!"

Stephen commanded his more than 100 soldiers to line up in two rows, and the front row of soldiers lay on the ground. The second row of soldiers and machine gunners squatted to prepare for shooting. The entire regiment lined up in a horizontal line of more than 200 meters wide, with five heavy machine guns on each wing to strengthen their defense.

The Russian cavalry in the distance had already discovered them. They stopped harassing the remnants of Wolbeck Division and began to line up the attack formation less than one mile from the 305th Regiment. On the right rear of their queue, a team of cavalry dragged more than a dozen small-caliber artillery and several ammunition trucks and stopped. The cavalry dismounted and turned the muzzle to the German infantry. Others pulled heavy machine guns more than ten meters in front of the artillery, and more than twenty machine guns were lined up there.

Soon, the German cannons opened fire. The shells flew over the heads of the infantry and smashed large groups of fire near the Russian cavalry's formation. The Russian war horses began to leap maniaclysm, and the Russian cavalry had to avoid the shells while comforting their war horses. The soon-to-be-completed cavalry formation was soon in chaos. A few frightened horses actually rushed towards the German infantry with their masters, and the German machine guns quickly calmed them down completely.

At this time, the Russian cavalry's artillery also began to fire. Although the shells did not land directly in the middle of the infantry and were smaller than the German artillery, many German infantry were still shot. The machine gunner fell down and the soldiers next to them made up. Both sides were outside the range of the opponent's machine gun. No one could deliberately avoid the shells, and both sides maintained their own queues in the baptism of the opponent's artillery fire.

Stephen, like all the German soldiers, had forgotten their nervousness, and a shrapnel could end everything. However, the Russian cavalry on the opposite side also endured the same test. The Russians were unwilling to rush to the other side from the front, and the Germans were even more unwilling. Finally, the Russian cavalry began to encircle the two wings of the German infantry. Although the Russian cavalry on the front decreased a lot, the remnants of the Wolbeck Division still did not take any action.

"The first company, the second company strengthened the left wing, the 7th company, and the 8th company strengthened the right wing, and do not let the Russians get close!" The German infantry began to move in an orderly manner, and the horizontal team quickly turned into a rectangle with one side missing.

There were a lot fewer people around Stephen. He immediately directed his soldiers to fill the gap left by the company that was drawn to the flanks, and the originally neat and dense queues became sparse. When the Russian cavalry surrounded the range of the two-wing machine guns of the German army, the Russian cavalry on the front suddenly launched a charge. Nearly tens of indifferent cavalry and the horses under their crotch formed huge black waves on three sides, preparing to swallow the Germans in the center of the flat ground.

"Machine gun shooting! Others prepare for grenades!" Stephen became extremely calm at this time. There were at least 5,000 Russian cavalry in front of them, and their charge width was far greater than the width of the horizontal lineup on his side. The fierce machine gun fire caused a huge depression to appear in the middle of the cavalry phalanx that charged the front, but the cavalry at both ends were getting closer and closer. After a volley of not neatly, the infantry threw the grenades out.

Amid a large explosion of fire, the Russian cavalry in front fell down a lot. The shrapnel swirled into the bodies of the war horses and knights, and blood immediately poured out of the mouth. It was impossible to tell whether it was horse blood or human blood on the ground. When the horse behind stepped by, it no longer splashed dust, and the ground turned into a light blood-colored mud.

The Russian cavalry was getting closer, their wings were already closed, and thousands of cavalry surrounded the more than 1,000 German infantry regiments.

300 meters!

200 meters!

100 meters!

Finally, the first war horse jumped over the head of the German infantry. What the German soldiers saw in their eyes were not only the horse's hooves with blood mud, but also the blade of cold light.

From time to time, Russian cavalry rushed past the barrage, but the German soldiers tried hard to maintain their formation, and their numb hands kept repeating the loading and shooting movements. The deputy machine gunners loaded the belts with machine guns as fast as possible. A large number of Russian cavalry were blocked a hundred meters away. Finally, the corpses of cavalry and war horses on the ground became the biggest obstacle to the cavalry's impact speed. Many cavalry were tripped to the ground by the corpses of their own people and horses, and then they had no chance to get up again.

The Russian cavalry who jumped into the German array did not become heroes. The moment their horses landed on the ground, there were always more than a dozen bayonets stabbed obliquely, and more than a dozen war horses that fell behind the German infantry all had several broken bayonets inserted into them. The Russian cavalry who fell to the ground had no time to swing their swords to resist and followed their mounts.

Stephen kept pulling his Ruger pistol, and while the other party's body swallowed his bullets, he often had to accept visits from several or even dozens of other bullets.

No one knows when the Russians stopped attacking, but in short, the Russians retreated. Looking around, from more than 1,000 meters to dozens of meters, the bodies of horses and people were paved into a center with an inner ring with a diameter of less than 100 meters.

The soldiers of the 305th Regiment were moving forward quickly. As long as there was a German soldier alive there, they would succeed! Gradually, they could see soldiers from the Wolbeck Division on the position waving to them, and everyone's pace became faster and faster. When they finally arrived there, they didn't know whether to be relieved or sad. Hundreds of Wolbeck Division soldiers were lying or sitting in several trenches, but most of them were wounded, and a small number of soldiers kept retreating from Kimont.

"Where is Colonel Walbeck?" Neubart shouted, and the other soldiers followed him to search for Walbeck. Under the guidance of the wounded, they found Colonel Walbeck with a disgrace in a corner.

"Col. How many people are there in your division? Are there any troops in the city?" Neubart walked up to him and saluted. Seeing that he had no reaction, he repeated loudly again.

"No more! Almost all the rest are here!" In the face of such a major blow, Walbeck's eyes were dull.

"Okay, let's retreat quickly!" Neubart said as he raised Wolbeck and left. The other soldiers of the 305th Regiment also supported the wounded soldiers in the trench and began to retreat towards the train.

In the distance, the remaining Russian cavalry looked coldly at the embarrassing German soldiers. Their commander was about to order a pursuit, and an officer riding a white horse stopped him.

"Your Highness?" The commander looked at the young master who was in his early 30s in surprise. He climbed to the position of commander of the Guards and was not just his noble identity. The first victory over the German army since the war began can prove one or two. You must know that the German army they faced wiped out two Russian troops with one enemy and two less than two weeks ago.

"Let them go! They are brave and respectable, and more importantly, they will sooner or later become my prisoners!" The young officer showed a chilling look.
Chapter completed!