At night, there was deathly silence under the city of Chelyabinsk. The afternoon bombardment seemed to be just an illusion, but the smoke in the air and the black holes left on the ground broke the beautiful illusion.
The war has begun.
"I led 500 people to sneak into the city through the gap in the barbed wire fence and launch a surprise attack. As long as we can suppress the soldiers on duty and seize the fort, we can open up a safer area. At that time, Onufri, Raffl, and Ma Karloff...."
In front of the sand table, Katerina read out the names of senior generals one after another. She seemed to have these people in mind, and the names came out of her mouth.
"You lead the soldiers, cover the barbed wire fence with quilts, and climb over the obstacles to support us. Don't think about dismantling the barbed wire fence. It is a waste of time. We only have one chance, the only one!"
The senior generals standing on both sides of the sand table looked solemnly and looked at Katerina without a smile. They each held the swords at their waists and listened to the battle deployment attentively.
Opportunities must be missed before they come again. If they cannot recapture Chelyabinsk at once, then when the enemy comes to their senses and builds defenses again, it will be impossible for the surprise attack tactic to succeed again.
At that time, we can only rely on flesh and blood to push hard, which will inevitably cause huge casualties.
There will be no cavalry in the raid tonight. The cavalry will abandon their horses and climb over the barbed wire just like the infantry, and the army will press on them.
"Your Highness, let me lead the team." Onufri said: "Your safety is too important, we cannot lose you."
Katerina glanced at him and said coldly: "No one can't be lost. As a commander, I should take the lead. It is my selfish intention not to let Edward take action. It is out of overall considerations. I have no reason." Let someone else bear the consequences of this decision!”
The senior generals in the temporary command post were in awe. They saw the shadow of Peter the Great in Katerina, as if the person standing in front of them was not Katerina, but the prancing horse holding a sword, which made all enemies frightened. figure.
The soldiers don't need to think about anything, just follow the figure in front of them.
"Onufri, Raffl, you two do not want to participate in tonight's battle. Each of you will lead 5,000 cavalry to guard near the border."
"Why?!"
Onufri and Ravel's expressions changed. Wouldn't it look down on them if they were not allowed to participate in the battle?
"Father Mavey is right. We must be alert to the enemies behind us at any time. If someone attacks from behind when we attack Chelyabinsk, the situation will be dangerous, so we need a reserve army. .”
"That, that, that..." Onufri stuttered in excitement: "Then why not let Makarov go? He is the general of the infantry corps. Such an important task should be given to him!"
"Onufri, you bastard!" Makarov was furious: "Why are you dragging me into the task His Highness gave you?!"
"I'm thinking about your safety!"
"fart!"
"Stop arguing!" Katerina scolded: "The infantry runs too slowly and has too low mobility. The vigilance task can only be left to the cavalry. Onufri and Raffl, if any enemy wants to bypass the border and launch an attack For a sneak attack, I want you to stop it for an hour after sending someone to report the news, do you understand?"
"...I understand." Onufri and Ralph replied angrily.
"Everyone prepares for the attack at 2 a.m.!"
"yes!"
After the senior generals left the temporary command post, Edward, who was leaning in the corner and listening, asked: "Why do you want to lead the team yourself? Do you think that with my protection, everything will be safe?"
"That's just one of the reasons."
Katerina took a sip of the cold black tea and said calmly: "Generals like Onufri, Ravel, and Makarov are all my father's old subordinates. In their eyes, I am just a Junior, let a junior lead these generals who have experienced hundreds of battles, even if they don’t say it on the face, there is still some grudge in their hearts.”
"Most of them follow me because of my father's legacy. It can also be said that they are not following me, but my father's ghost."
"For future considerations, I must show sufficient qualifications to prove myself to them, so that they can obey me with sincerity and successfully inherit the treasure my father left me."
Drinking tea, Katerina said expressionlessly: "I can't lose. I can't lose a game before I have established enough prestige. This is the challenge I face. It's not easy to be the king."
"It's not that easy to be a king...it's interesting."
Chewing these words, Edward smiled silently, "I will follow Father Mavey's order to protect your safety."
As the night grew darker, Chelyabinsk was very quiet. The Second Army stationed here was led by Marquis James. After experiencing the last defeat, Marquis James lost his former arrogance and became cautious. stand up.
No matter how bad the weather was, he ordered the soldiers to be divided into three squads to ensure that when one squad was resting, there would be two more squads of soldiers patrolling and guarding.
Not only that, but even Marquis James himself was very energetic, especially after the afternoon bombardment. He just relied on coffee and black tea to survive until now, without sleeping at all.
This time, he tried his best to build three lines of fortifications around Chelyabinsk, dividing the city into three areas: outer, middle, and inner. The outer area was guarded by sentries and flares were fired every twenty minutes. , the central area is where the soldiers are stationed, and the inner area is where his guards and priests are.
This arrangement has a wonderful effect. Even if the enemy launches a surprise attack, they will not immediately encounter the soldiers in the central area, leaving sufficient command time for Marquis James. The intricate city streets can also prevent cavalry from charging.
Soldiers hiding in houses can use the firearms in their hands to shoot continuously at the enemy. If the enemy wants to capture Chelyabinsk, they must advance street by street, house by house...
It is also called street fighting.
Not only that, Marquis James also deployed countless artillery pieces at important intersections in various parts of the city. As long as the enemy dared to show their head, it would be a cannonball. He did not believe that he could not defeat the enemy!
"I must avenge my shame!" Marquis James said indignantly.
At 1:30 in the morning, Katerina, who was taking a nap in bed, opened her eyes and sat up.
She took a sip of water, slowly put on her military uniform, sat on a chair and waited quietly. As soon as the hour hand reached 2 o'clock, she stood up, picked up the black cloak hanging on the rack, and strode out of the room.
Dark clouds obscured the bright moon. In the dim camp, 500 soldiers wearing black cloaks were standing ready. White stubble could be vaguely seen on many of their faces. They were all veterans with large and small scars on their bodies, which were signs of meritorious service. traces left behind.
Katerina didn't need to say anything to feel the morale of the veterans in silence. She put on a black cloak to cover her figure, picked up an SA-60 repeating rifle, and checked the condition of the firearm. , looking at the soldiers in front of him.
"You are all warriors who followed my father. Your bravery makes you afraid of bullets! My father said more than once that without you, he would not be able to achieve what he is today. You are his pride!"
Katerina glanced at the faces of the soldiers and said in a deep voice: "Although my father has passed away, his will always remains in our hearts! Prove to the world tonight that you, my father, and we are strong! Follow us. I, take back Chelyabinsk! Let the light shine on Romanov! Ulla!"
"Ula!
! "
"Let's go! Target Chelyabinsk!"
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