Age of Conquest Reborn

In the southeastern part of Outer Mongolia, the exposed gravel Gobi Desert and the green pastures in the distance make up the strange dual colors of this land. The summer wind blows through, and the afternoon temperature is sultry and irritating. In such a climate, the outdoor scenery

The Mongolian Field Corps has more than 300,000 soldiers, ready to go and ready to attack at any time.

Major General Sun Zhenbang, commander of the corps, and a group of staff from the corps headquarters, stood on an isolated hillside. A vast battlefield spread out in front of them. Large-caliber artillery and tanks appeared in the sun.

reflecting

The luster of metal, the blazing sunlight shining directly down without any obstruction, everyone's military uniforms were stained with sweat. Seeing that the commander was sweating profusely, a staff officer wanted to hold an umbrella for him, but was stopped by Sun Zhenbang.

The cold eyes forced him to retreat.

At this moment, Sun Zhenbang's heart was burning with anxiety. More than 300,000 people in the corps, plus a large number of attached troops, had entered the starting point of the attack. It had been more than four hours, but there was no order to attack. The division chief of staff and direct corps commander

Acting Commander Zhao Yuhe sent several telegrams in a row, ordering the Outer Mongolia Field Corps to wait for orders and to be ready to attack at any time!

Sun Zhenbang understood the purpose of this. The task of annihilating the Kwantung Army border garrison was not originally assigned to the Outer Mongolia Field Corps. The reason for the full-line offensive posture was to force the Kwantung Army border garrison on the opposite side to be in a state of high tension and unable to divide its troops.

It now seems that the goal of intercepting the directly affiliated regiments that appeared at the rear has been achieved. According to the frontline commander's report, the Kwantung Army troops on the opposite side have entered a state of preparation for war.

Sun Zhenbang was somewhat dissatisfied with Zhao Yuhe. Logically speaking, the directly affiliated corps had been basically ready an hour ago and could launch an attack. The troops had already entered the position, as if an arrow was on the string. Such a move would deplete the morale of the troops.

, "I wonder what Chief of Staff Zhao is waiting for? I have more than 300,000 soldiers. If they are exposed to the scorching sun, the non-combat attrition will increase significantly!" He muttered, his face becoming more and more gloomy.

Colonel Wang Jun, the chief of staff of the corps, looked at his face as if he was in a scapegoat, and reminded: "Commander, it must be reasonable for Chief of Staff Zhao to do this. Maybe the corps directly under the corps is not fully ready yet, so you can't do it."

What resentment!"

After thinking for a while, Wang Jun said again: "Didn't the division commander also send a telegram? The North China Field Corps has sent some troops to reinforce the Western Manchuria Interceptor Corps. The joint attack on the Kwantung Army's border garrison can be carried out calmly. We originally planned

The order that the Corps must reach the Shuangliao and Siping front lines in Western Manchuria within five days has also been revoked. It has been changed to arrive in Western Manchuria within ten days, why are you in a hurry!"

After listening to what the Chief of Staff said, Sun Zhenbang's expression softened somewhat and he said: "Can you not be anxious? Our Corps has been facing hundreds of thousands of Japs in southeastern Outer Mongolia for more than two months, right? North Korea

The peninsula, Western Liaoning and Western Manchuria are all in full swing, so we are idle, and we finally hope to attack, but we have to wait for three or four days!"

"Let me tell you, the division commander's plan to attack the Kwantung Army's border garrison together with the directly-affiliated corps is unreasonable. There are only so many little devils across from us, only 170,000 or 800,000. We need to use more than 300,000 troops from the directly-affiliated corps.

, plus our corps has more than 300,000 troops, even if we trample them, we can trample to death hundreds of thousands of little devils, why not just leave them to our corps to fight, and let the corps directly under them do whatever they want!"

Wang Jun couldn't help laughing and joked: "Commander, since you have such a plan and see that the battle is almost unreasonable, why don't you propose it to the division commander? Modifying the battle plan is very easy with just a telegram.

One thing!"

Sun Zhenbang shrank his neck, stared and said: "That's easy to say. If my report is submitted, it will definitely be criticized by the division commander. The war between Liaoxi and Ximan has been going on for almost ten days. How can the division commander not understand what we have here?"

The situation, but still using more than 700,000 troops to deal with 170,000 to 80,000 Japs, there must be a bigger plan, I just can't figure it out, what is the division commander's next move?"

Sun Zhenbang, the commander of the Outer Mongolia Field Corps, was waiting so anxiously that flames were rising. However, Zhao Yuhe, the chief of staff of the independent division and acting commander of the directly affiliated corps in the Ulagai Gaole grassland, was building next to a small lake.

In the headquarters tent, he lost his temper.

Originally, after the Directly Affiliated Corps penetrated deep into the Ujimqin Grassland, according to the plan, it deployed behind the Kwantung Army's border garrison, formed a front-to-back attack pattern with the Outer Mongolia Field Corps, and annihilated it in one fell swoop. However, the situation on the battlefield in Western Manchuria later changed.

During the war, the main task of the Outer Mongolia Field Corps was to march to the front line from Siping to Shuangliao in Western Manchuria, and be responsible for blocking the Kwantung Army troops in Western Manchuria who were withdrawing to Xinjing.

The task of annihilating the Kwantung Army's border garrison falls on the directly-affiliated corps. Therefore, some battle plans must be adjusted accordingly. It is not only about attacking from the side and rear, but also sending a considerable number of troops to attack the Kwantung Army's border.

garrison, shape

The situation was surrounded by three sides. The reason why he lost his temper was that the 11th and 12th brigades of the direct corps, which had detoured to the left, had not yet reached their designated positions, causing the prepared frontal assault troops to be anxious.

of waiting.

Zhao Yuhe has already sent several stern telegrams to Ren Zhaoquan, commander of the 11th Brigade, and Chen Han, commander of the 12th Brigade, ordering the troops of the two brigades to attack the enemy within two hours.

Arrive at the designated position, otherwise the brigade commander should not be the brigade commander. He is anxious. The Outer Mongolia Field Corps has been in the attack position for more than three hours. Just because the right-wing outflanking troops are not in place, the general offensive has been delayed!

Zhao Yuhe was furious in the temporary headquarters. He was urged by telegrams after telegrams. Major General Ren Zhaoquan, commander of the 11th Brigade of the Directly Affiliated Corps, rolled up his trousers and his legs were covered with mud. He stood on the ground below his calf.

In the muddy water, eyes widened

Liu Yuan was also cursing, and he was cursing the commander of the brigade engineering battalion, "I tell you Liu Daquan, within an hour, the engineering battalion will not move tanks, heavy artillery, self-propelled artillery, and logistics convoys through this swamp for me."

Damn it, I will shoot you on the spot!"

Covered in mud, face covered with mud, and covered in military uniform, Lieutenant Colonel Liu Daquan, commander of the engineering battalion, grinned and said with a cry: "Brigadier Commander, are you not making things difficult for me?"

Well, this swamp is more than ten kilometers wide, with bare meadows and not even a tree. What do you want me to do to pave the way? It’s hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, so you might as well shoot me now!"

Ren Zhaoquan became angry, so he pulled out his pistol and said through gritted teeth: "Okay, then I'll let you do it. At worst, I'll change him to another battalion commander!" After saying that, "Click!" to fire the trigger of the pistol.

Colonel Fu Dechun, the brigade chief of staff, saw that the situation was not good and snatched Ren Zhaoquan's pistol away. "Brigadier Commander, please calm down. What Battalion Commander Liu said is right. We can't get materials locally, and the engineers can't do anything either. You can

Shooting Battalion Commander Liu will not solve the problem!"

Ren Zhaoquan took back his pistol angrily and glared at Liu Daquan, "Liu Daquan, tell me, how long will it take to cross this swamp with heavy equipment?"

Liu Daquan lowered his head and calculated, and answered honestly: "Brigadier Commander, it will take about six hours at the fastest. The engineer battalion can ensure that some of the heavy equipment can pass by!"

"What?" Ren Zhaoquan became angry again. He touched the handle of the gun, thought for a moment and then put it down. He shouted at Liu Daquan: "Why are you poking it here like a wooden stake? Go quickly.

Find a way!"

Chief of Staff Fu Dechun winked at Liu Daquan. Liu Daquan saluted hastily and ran away as fast as he could, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead as he ran. He felt aggrieved, "I warned you before.

Don't watch this movie

The water in the meadow is as deep as your feet, but there are muddy ponds below, but you don’t listen, brigade commander! They say that time is running out and we need to take a shortcut. What about leaving the heavy equipment here? Now it’s my fault again.

Go there to reason?"

Ren Zhaoquan was so worried that his brows twisted into big knots, "Chief of Staff, the telegrams from the Corps Headquarters are reminding us one after another, limiting our brigade to reach the predetermined position within three hours, but look at it now, everything

All my heavy equipment is stuck here, I’m so worried! If only I had listened to Liu Daquan’s warning and not taken a shortcut, I would rather walk an extra thirty kilometers than take this unlucky shortcut!”

"What a damn place. The weather is unbearably hot. It's a nice meadow, but it looks like a shallow water. It's quite hard when you step on it. But when the wheels come up, it's a mud pit, even the tracks of the tanks."

I don’t even support it, damn it

Damn it!" Ren Zhaoquan began to scold the terrain conditions of Wula Gaole, scolding heaven and earth, and then scolding himself, "Why should I be in such a hurry? Chief of Staff Zhao has given us enough time, hey!

Really, this pig’s head!”

The meadow that almost drove Ren Zhaoquan crazy is a common terrain in the Ujimqin grassland in Eastern Mongolia. It belongs to the plateau meadow landform. Looking at a piece of green grass and shallow clear water surrounding the green grass, it is okay for people to walk there.

Son, it's okay to walk over after falling off the horse, but when the motor vehicle goes up, the wheels inside slip and sink deeper and deeper. Finally, the whole wheel is stuck in the mud pit, and even the tank cannot get up!

Such terrain is definitely the nemesis and killer of mechanized troops. No matter you have thousands of troops, you will get trapped here. After Ren Zhaoquan received the mission from the Corps Headquarters to outflank the right wing of the Kwantung Army Border Guards, in order to grab

At this time, we decided to take a shortcut, which could save more than thirty kilometers of distance. As a result, the entire brigade's heavy equipment was blocked by this meadow more than ten kilometers wide.

Even if he wanted to take a detour now, there was no way. More than half of the tanks, trucks, artillery carriages, and self-propelled artillery were lying in the meadow. Ren Zhaoquan regretted this. He regretted not listening to the words of the Engineer Battalion Commander Liu Daquan. He was so anxious that he was drowning in the mud.

I kept spinning, watching the time pass, and there was nothing I could do!

(To be continued)