Chapter Thirteen: Cossack Cavalry at Sunset
"It's true, it was gunfire, coming from the southeast direction." Gilniyrova tilted her head to listen carefully, then said with a surprised expression.
"Come on, bring the comrades along, let's go take a look. Maybe the main force we're looking for is just ahead." Chusinan handed over the submachine gun in his hand to Gilnirov, gave her two magazines, then took down another one from his back and grasped it tightly before speaking.
"Hmm," Jill Nielova nodded vigorously, her pale blue eyes sparkling with excitement between the opening and closing of her long eyelashes. To be honest, after taking a bath, this female lieutenant comrade was quite charming, typical Russian beauty.
Chu Si Nan was now in no mood to think of anything else, he made a "go" gesture with his hands towards the several male soldiers behind him, then took the lead and rushed straight towards the southeast direction of the forest.
"Tap tap tap..."
As the gunfire grew clearer, Chu Si Nan and his group had already arrived at the outer edge of the forest. This was a small hill typical of the hilly area, where the deafening battle cries came from behind the hill, echoing back and forth in the forest.
"I'll go up and take a look first!" Chu Si Nan stopped at the foot of the mountain, blocking everyone's way, and said to Gil'ni Lovova.
Jilanirov nodded silently without saying a word.
Chu Si Nan slightly bent down, his footsteps quickly climbing towards the top of the mountain package. With almost no effort, he arrived at the summit and with a prone forward charge, he fell onto the mountain package. The line of sight in his eyes just happened to be able to see the situation on the other side of the mountain package.
Shocking!
Shocking!
Besides shocking, it's still shocking!
Chu Si Nan felt as if he had seen a scene in his life that was impossible to forget.
Cossack cavalry!
The Cossack cavalry, which was renowned in the era of cold weapons, in World War I, and even in the subsequent Russian Civil War, appeared vividly before Chu Si-nan.
A large group of cavalry warriors, wielding swords that glimmered with a cold light in the sunlight, carrying heavy rifles on their backs, galloping back and forth across the battlefield. Their squadrons were neatly arranged, each row consisting of eight men and eight horses, charging forward in a majestic manner amidst the deafening dust, thousands of warhorses galloping wildly, thousands of swords clashing. Every time a sword fell, an enemy soldier would fall to the ground, dead, every time a rifle was fired, it could effectively hit its target while moving at high speed. The overwhelming momentum and unstoppable impact were enough to make any enemy who dared to stand in their way tremble with fear. Napoleon once praised the Cossack cavalry, saying: "If I had these Cossacks in my army, I would conquer the world."
Chu Si Nan had imagined the magnificent scene of such a large-scale cavalry charge many times, but what shocked him was not just this scene, but the countless bloody marks hidden behind it.
"The Cossack cavalry has reached its historical zenith; they are in the last rays of sunlight at sunset."
This is Chu Si Nan's silent lament after being shocked.
Under the mountain pass, there was a flat path sandwiched between the layered hills. At this time, on the other side of the mountain slope of this path, a bloody and fierce battle was being performed, with a mixture of charging and killing. The two sides performing were a Cossack cavalry unit of the Soviet army and an armored mixed unit of the German army.
It seemed like the two sides had met unexpectedly on this narrow path, but Chu Si Nan could see that this German armored unit was clearly a lone army that had penetrated too deeply. The successive victories at the beginning of the war had made them arrogant and reckless, rushing into the pocket prepared by the Cossack cavalry for them. Otherwise, with the mechanization of the German army, they would have been absolutely superior to the cavalry in terms of speed and it would have been difficult for them to be surrounded.
However, even so, the Cossack cavalry of the Soviet army did not gain any advantage, on the contrary, their casualties seemed to be more severe, which was also the main reason why Chu Si-nan felt that way.
The path under the hills on both sides, apparently the main battlefield where the two sides first clashed, only to see that within the visible range of the naked eye, countless bodies of people and war horses were scattered, occasionally with some ownerless war horses wailing in the midst of the dead, of course, there were also many destroyed tanks and armored vehicles. Thick smoke billowed out from the tank's hatch and the belly of the armored vehicle, rising straight into the air, it was clear that these cavalry tactics were a bit outdated, they had no anti-tank weapons, could only rely on the speed of the war horses to chase up, then climb onto the chariot, or even directly drill under the car, using hand grenades to perish together with the enemy.
In the competition between chariots and cavalry, the power of tanks cannot be exerted. Even the German Tiger tank, with its enormous power, only had a single light machine gun for guarding purposes. Once approached by cavalry, it was like a pile of movable scrap iron. However, armored cars are absolutely different, their firepower support points are numerous, sufficient to cause great casualties to peripheral and approaching cavalrymen.
At this time, the fierce battle between the two sides had apparently entered its final stage. The remaining few armored vehicles were surrounded by a sea of cavalrymen. On the mountain ridge opposite, all that could be seen was layer upon layer of glinting bayonets.
"It's our cavalry!" came Gilnyanova's voice from behind, apparently she had caught up. "It's the First Cossack Cavalry Corps, the brave ones, they must be the unit that HQ ordered us to get close to."
Chu Si Nan nodded silently, he had thought of this point long ago, but just now was still immersed in the shock and silent mourning for "Sunset Cavalry", so there was no time to consider more.
"Come on, let's go," Zhil'nikova got up from the ground and at the same time pulled Chus'yan's arm, "their battle is about to end, they have won a victory, our great Soviet has won a victory."
Chu Si Nan was stunned. Is this what they call victory? If all victories are like this, the Soviet Union will probably perish from lack of people before the war is over.
As Chu Si-nan and a group of people walked down the mountain, the battle in the distance also came to an end. The remaining cavalrymen rushed down the mountain, carefully searching the battlefield littered with corpses for wounded comrades and surviving enemies. Another batch of scattered cavalrymen drove dozens of captured German officers and soldiers towards a still intact cavalry formation in the southeast. Without a doubt, that was the main command center of this cavalry force.
Perhaps seeing Chu Si Nan and his men's appearance, a cavalry team branched out from the path and rushed towards this mountain ridge.
Chu Si Nan knew that from now on, he had finally ended his fugitive escape in the German-occupied zone and formally contacted the main force of the Soviet army. From now on, perhaps it would be his truly brilliant beginning.
