Age of Conquest Reborn

Chapter 801: Iron Wall Encirclement

Tang Qiuli annihilated the 120,000 Soviet troops commanded by Lieutenant General Vuchkov in the Hadasan area west of Kulun. He immediately commanded the troops directly under the corps to quickly advance westward to meet the main force of the Soviet First Army of the Far East commanded by Lieutenant General Zhukov.

Zhukov realized that the war was going badly and ordered his troops to retreat quickly.

The leading troops directly under the corps seized the Soviet vanguard troops, and Zhukov could not escape. The two sides launched a fierce battle of encirclement and counter-encirclement in the Ulyasutai area.

The troops under Zhukov's personal command were quite powerful in combat. Hundreds of thousands of Soviet soldiers, in order to save their own fate, launched a brutal counterattack against the surrounding squadron. The chaos on the battlefield was extremely chaotic.

The Soviet soldiers' desperate attacks brought great danger to the directly-affiliated corps. The artillery on both sides could no longer distinguish where their forward positions were, so they just attacked the places with the most intensive firepower. Accidental injuries were unavoidable. On several occasions

, the Soviet troops countering the encirclement on both wings almost broke through the Chinese Army's defense line.

In times of emergency, Tang Qiuli devoted all his troops to the battlefield. The Soviets were red-eyed, and the soldiers directly under the corps were red-eyed. In the most critical time and space, Tang Qiuli even sent his own guards to the battlefield.

The troops were all sent to the front line. In the end, there were only a dozen special guard soldiers left by his side.

Fierce gunfire was everywhere, and artillery shells continued to explode near Tang Qiuli's command vehicle. At this time, the advanced communication system of the ** Division troops played a decisive role. Radios and walkie-talkies had been equipped to the platoon level.

The directly affiliated corps will report the battle situation to the headquarters at any time.

Tang Qiuli grasped the battlefield situation more clearly than Zhukov. He always moved his troops to tight areas at the most critical moments and formed a strength advantage in local battlefields. The Soviet assaults were repulsed again and again, and Zhukov was hung on the neck.

The rope is getting tighter and tighter.

As the sky dimmed, the Soviet army lost all its vigor, and each attack became weaker and weaker. Compared with the Chinese troops, the Soviet soldiers' ability to do soil work was not even inferior to that of the Soviet soldiers. The Chinese soldiers who surrounded them,

Continuously digging temporary fortifications, the Soviet army was gradually compressed to the Ulyasutai area.

It was daybreak, and the Soviet army was finally unable to attack. Even the First Guards Army, which wanted to seize the Kazadewu Pass, was beaten back and rushed into the encirclement. By about nine o'clock in the morning, the encirclement was initially formed.

Although the encirclement was still very weak, the overall situation was favorable to Tang Qiuli.

The sound of gunfire gradually subsided, and the two exhausted opponents were panting violently, trying hard to regain their strength as soon as possible and give each other a fierce blow. After a night of melee, the casualties of the corps directly under the ** Division reached 30,000.

Many people were killed, including more than 13,000, and more than 200 tanks and 400 artillery pieces were destroyed.

In order to break the encirclement, the Soviet army took the initiative to attack and suffered even more heavy casualties. More than 50,000 people fell under the guns of the Chinese soldiers. Their injuries were unknown. They lost all their tanks, more than 700 artillery pieces, and even more.

The disadvantage is that Zhukov's troops have been gradually compressed and have lost the ability to take the initiative to attack.

On the battlefield, there are corpses of soldiers from both sides everywhere, bright red blood, yellowish grass dyed, showing shocking mottled colors, scattered craters, still sending out lingering smoke, burning tanks, and smoke.

There were thick smoke and flames, and the bodies of tank soldiers were hanging outside the cockpit. It was a scene after a fierce battle everywhere.

The Soviet army stopped fighting, and Tang Qiuli had no need to attack. He ordered the troops not to rest and to build fortifications immediately. As long as the Soviet army did not attack, they would stay in place and monitor. If the Soviet army tried to break out, they would resolutely fight back.

"Zheng Yong, you artillerymen must tighten their nerves. All artillery, pay close attention to the movements of the Soviet artillery, cover the troops and build fortifications. Once the Soviet army shells our frontline troops, kill them all immediately," he told the artillery

Commander Zheng Yong issued a special order.

"Commander, don't worry. Our artillery unit didn't get enough of the artillery battle with the Soviet artillery last night. Old Maozi couldn't hold on anymore. If he dares to show his face this time, he is asking for death.

Just watch the excitement." Zheng Yong's loud voice came from the phone headset, making Tang Qiuli frown.

At the same time, Zhukov was also holding a military meeting. His face was tired and his eyes were bloodshot. He had become much older in just one night. Only his eyes were still so sharp. He looked around at a dozen senior generals and his voice was slightly hoarse.

Said: "Comrades, needless to say about the dangerous situation we are facing, after a night of fierce fighting, our army suffered heavy casualties and lost all its tanks and half of its artillery."

"Now, the squadron commanded by Tang Qiuli has surrounded us. If we cannot break the encirclement of the squadron, the entire group army will be annihilated here. I ordered the troops to rest for four hours, and then

To launch the final attack, all party and league members must stand on the front line of the charge and set an example for the soldiers. Commanders and political commissars, please return to the troops immediately for mobilization."

At the critical moment, Zhukov did not waste time or ask for anyone's opinion. Although Tang Qiuli surrounded the troops, his encirclement was still very weak. This was the last chance. He did not want anyone to raise objections. A senior commander,

At all times, you must keep a clear mind, and Zhukov did this.

Completely different from Zhukov, Tang Qiuli seemed very relaxed. That night, he knocked out the spirit of the Soviet army, destroyed Zhukov's tanks, and disabled his artillery. If Zhukov wanted to break through, he had to use

The bodies of Soviet soldiers were used to block bullets. The Soviets no longer had the madness and vigor they had last night.

The situation on the battlefield reassured him, so Tang Qiuli sat in the command vehicle, eating individual soldier rations with relish, and the beef jerky with pure Mongolian characteristics that Fu Qiang got for him in Kulun, which made his life very nourishing.

"Report to the division commander, there is a call from the Sulu Mobile Corps." A staff officer rushed over. When Tang Qiuli heard this, he immediately forgot about the delicious beef jerky and took the telegram. The telegram read: "The division commander forwarded it to the division commander for reading. I, Su

The main force of the Shandong Mobile Corps has now arrived in the Zag area south of Ulyasutai. It is expected that it will take another three hours for the leading force of four infantry brigades and two artillery brigades to reach the battlefield. The main force is expected to arrive in five hours.

All arrived.”

It was great news. Tang Qiuli jumped down from the command vehicle and laughed loudly, startling several personal guards who were guarding him. What good thing? To make the division commander so happy?

"Quickly, call the chief of staff." Tang Qiuli quickly ordered the staff officer. When he heard the staff officer conveying the division commander's order, Chang Feng thought something urgent had happened and hurried over. He saw the division commander's laughter from a distance.

Fog.

"Chief of Staff, the Sulu Mobile Corps will arrive at Ulyasutai in three hours. Immediately convey this good news to every unit to encourage the soldiers. Zhukov will not be able to escape this time."

Chang Feng was even happier than Tang Qiuli. As the chief of staff, he knew the casualties and equipment losses of the troops better than the division commander. He also knew how weak the current encirclement was. The surrounded Soviet army would definitely not sit still and wait for death. What would happen next

The outcome of the battle may not yet be known, but Tang Qiusheng's troops arrived and all his worries were wiped out.

Zhukov, who was in the encirclement, stood on the forward position. Through his telescope, he could see the figures of Chinese soldiers busy digging trenches. The trenches were beginning to take shape. He was impressed by the Chinese people's soil work ability. He knew better that once these

The formation of trenches was like a noose around the remaining troops of the First Army, making it even more difficult for the troops to break through.

At this time, it may be the most appropriate time for the troops to break through, but the soldiers' current physical strength and energy are not enough to launch a full-scale breakout operation. No, the Chinese will never be allowed to build trenches. "Order, the artillery unit, immediately shell

"Come forward and destroy their fortifications," Zhukov gave the order.

The sudden sound of artillery startled Tang Qiuli, thinking that the Soviet army was starting to break through again, and quickly observed the battlefield. Fortunately, it was not what he was worried about.

As soon as the shells of the Soviet artillery landed on the forward positions of the troops, the artillery group directly under the corps began to carry out suppressive bombardment. It only lasted less than thirty minutes, and the Soviet artillery was mute. Zheng Yong did not let it go.

They bombarded for another twenty minutes. This time, the Soviet artillery was more honest than rabbits.

It's not that Zhukov doesn't want to fight, it's that he can't afford the loss. The only few hundred artillery pieces he has are still used for the breakout. If he blasts a gap in a breakthrough direction, without the last bit of capital, the breakout becomes even more hopeless.

I could only watch helplessly as the Chinese soldiers gradually formed a siege and fortification.

Zhukov put down his binoculars and returned to the headquarters. He had a premonition that the First Army would be doomed. He took a fancy to all the moves of the Japanese Army and was not in a hurry to attack, but to adopt a siege method. This was even more terrifying. More than 100,000 soldiers were killed.

People are crowded into such a small area. The problem of drinking water alone can bring down the army in a few days. The almost consumed ammunition can support the defense for several days and wait for reinforcements. Where will the reinforcements come from?

Tang Qiuli will not let the First Army go.

He took out his letter paper and wrote quickly: "The General Staff has been transferred to Comrade Stalin. Our First Army is now surrounded by the Chinese Communist Army. The development trend of the war situation is unfortunately correct. To summarize the battle of Outer Mongolia.

The reason for the failure is that our Red Army troops, from top to bottom, have the mentality of despising the Chinese Communist Party, and the combat effectiveness and equipment level of the Chinese Communist Party are still at the level of decades ago."

"Now, what we are facing is a completely different squadron. Its commander has a more strategic vision and superb command art. I hope that all our senior generals can learn from the failure of the First Army.

Lessons learned, I will lead all the soldiers in the final breakout and dedicate my life to the Soviet Union."

As he wrote this, Zhukov couldn't control his emotions and stopped writing. He felt unspeakable sadness in his heart.

(To be continued)