Wang Maoru made a joke, but no one could laugh. The Chinese people had a serious expression and the Russians had an awkward expression. Wang Maoru also felt bored and said, "Okay, let's wait for news on the battlefield." Of course, he was waiting for the effect of the poison gas attack, but such a waiting really made people feel uncomfortable. They need to vent, and they need an emotional vent.

Krasnov also opposed poison gas attacks in his heart. After all, poison gas attacks not only kill the enemy, but also kill Russian citizens in the city. He is a soldier and is very disgusted with the act of hurting ordinary citizens. He stood up and said with a cold face: "Next, the Imperial Army is about to attack. I should supervise the battle in front of the battlefield. Commander, I ask you for instructions and allow me to supervise the battle in the battlefield."

Wang Maoru smiled and said, "General, you are not a non-commissioned officer, you don't need to be in front of the battlefield."

"No, for the sake of the great Russia, I must be ahead, and I will witness the death of the rebels with my own eyes." Krasnov said firmly.

He is one of the three generals of the Russian army who know that they will use biological and chemical weapons tonight, the other two are Yaliskov and Utkin. In tomorrow's land attack, the Imperial Army will be the main force. They will rush into Berkrovsk, which was attacked by chemical weapons, with simple gas masks, and destroy the Soviet Russian army that is surviving there.

Of course, Krasnov did not want the Imperial Army to be a cleaner. He was not an idiot or a crazy paranoid. The Imperial Army soldiers who had only made simple protection rushed into the city. They would definitely be affected in the future. But the commander-in-chief was Wang Maoru, a Chinese. How could he refuse? The Chinese came to help them fight and eliminate their opponents to unify Russia. Unless he resigned from the position of commander-in-chief of the Imperial Army, became an ostrich, and plunged his head into the desert. He wanted to have more time to remind the soldiers to be prepared for protection, and he didn't know how many of these soldiers who entered the city could come back alive.

"Okay, please." Wang Maoru sneered. When Krasnov left, he smiled and said, "Call everyone in the middle of the night. In fact, there are two purposes. The first is to watch the general attack begin. I am here to show you that I respect you and did not send a cold message after the war. Now let us witness this great moment together. The second purpose is that we are preparing for the main offensive point in the next step. I hope everyone will recover Berkrovsk.

Later, we actively cooperated with the work of the Volga Army. We are a collective and we have a common enemy. Who should not pull the back of our own people? Next, I will leave an army in Berkrovsk to prevent the Soviet Russian rebels from cutting off our retreat from here. And how to fight the subsequent battle of Berkrovsk and whether the Soviet rebels will attack here will be all the problems we are about to face. I hope to hear everyone's opinions and speak freely. You are all experts."

Li Pinxian looked at each other and said to each other that Xiushuai, you are going to joke again. This is not listening to opinions, but is announcing combat orders. It is just that the Russians are quite straightforward. The Russians present offer suggestions, but the Chinese generals remain silent. This makes the Russians who are doing both admire and despise them, and the Chinese people are really unaware of it.

After several discussions, the Russians meant that they were stationed in Berkerovsk, and the Tatars meant that they were occupied by the Tatars. The two sides fought hard and almost fought. However, the Chinese did not say a word, and when asked, they all answered that we only listened to Xiushuai's orders. Xiushuai asked us to leave, Xiushuai let us stay. When the Soviets and the Tatars saw the Chinese looking pure and weak, they immediately began to compete for the city of Berkerovsk. Wang Maoru was amused in his heart that these people were really idle. The enemy had not yet been eliminated, and their own people fought to fight for the power they might have in the future.

Seeing that everyone was quarreling, Wang Maoru patted the table and smiled, "This is not something that can be done in a day or two. Let's rest first." He clapped his hands, and the chefs walked in with warm barbecue and more vodka spirits. He smiled, "I'll be hungry when I call everyone in the middle of the night. In Russia, it seems that only vodka can be drunk. Everyone eats enough and enjoys victory."

"Only vodka is worthy of men." Tsar's envoy Utkin raised his glass and smiled.

"Ula!" the Russian shouted happily.

Wang Maoru smiled slightly, everyone ate and drank, but he didn't drink a sip of wine. Seeing that he didn't drink, several confidant officers naturally wouldn't drink. After a while, it would be even more lively. Chief of Staff Yaliskov said: "How can there be no women with wine? We have captured so many female rebel soldiers, and now they are very tame. Why don't you bring everyone happiness?"

"Ula! Chief of Staff, you are so understanding." General Petrov smiled.

Yaliskov asked Wang Maoru: "Commander, what do you think?"

Wang Maoru nodded and said, "It's good that everyone is happy."

"Okay, then I will definitely do this very well," Yaliskov shouted excitedly.

After a while, more than twenty prisoners of Soviet female soldiers and soldiers looked only in teenage years, were escorted in tremblingly. They looked panicked. Yaliskov walked over and pulled a female soldier into his arms, saying, "If you serve the officers here well, I will let you go. Otherwise, I will reward you to my soldiers until you die." Then he shouted to the girls, "Did you hear clearly?" The girls nodded quickly.

Yaliskov picked the most beautiful girl and brought it to Wang Maoru and said, "Commander, this is a beautiful Soviet virgin, and her first time belongs to you."

Wang Maoru smiled and shook his head, refusing to say, "I don't have the energy as abundant as you, please have a little happier." He took his confidant officer to another staff meeting room and said, "Do you know what the most important thing about Russians?" His subordinate shook his head, and he sneered, "Books, wine and sex!" He shook his head and continued, "Books represent their pursuit of advanced knowledge and science. Wine represents their impulsiveness and uneasy work, and also represents their tenacious character.

Sex means that they have endless greed and greedy sacredness. So we have a cooperative relationship with the Russians. They are by no means our brothers. After all, they are a group of greedy foreigners. Now we should think about how to deal with them. It is best to make both the Soviet Union and Tsarist Russia suffer losses. All the Russians die, so that we can avoid us from taking action. In the future, we will fight in every war of attrition. We will fight the pursuit war, and don’t use our lives to increase their glory.”

Everyone smiled knowingly. Xiushuai was really cunning. At this time, the miserable sound came from the next door. Wang Maoru saw that his subordinates were not moved, and he exclaimed in his heart. He felt relieved. The subordinates could not be influenced by the outside world. It can be seen that they regarded combat as their first goal and said, "The Russians, the lower body creatures, are not afraid."

"Report, report!" General Staff Fan Chongxiao walked in with a pale face, gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "Supervisor Qi Bingxiu, I, our 11th Cavalry Division was ambushed by the enemy's 29th Infantry Division while pursuing the enemy's Wollisk Infantry Division, and the division commander Guo Bro Long Qing - killed."

Wang Maoru's heart was like a bolt from the blue, his mind was a little blank, his voice had lost control and screamed: "What? Long Qing was killed? Long Qing was killed?" He was shaking, and Ma Liang hurriedly supported him. He Rufei, the Chief of Military Affairs, quickly brought a glass of water and handed it over and said: "Do you drink a sip of water first and then slow down."

Wang Maoru took the water and took a sip, calming down his anxious mood, but he couldn't believe that Long Qing was dead. "You said it was fake, right? Fake news? He was just injured, or was just seriously injured? Quick, hurry up, organize all your efforts to rescue. Long Qing cannot die, he cannot die."

Staff Officer Fan lowered his head and said, "Shishuai, he really died."

Wang Maoru gritted his teeth and glared at him, "I want to know who killed him."

"The telegram didn't say it." Staff Officer Fan said, "I can only wait for the report of the 11th Cavalry Division."

After a long time, Wang Maoru relaxed his teeth. He waved his hand tremblingly and said, "Okay, let's stop here today, let's leave, let me calm down." Xiong Bingtao sighed softly when he walked past him, "Sui Shuai, I'm sorry." Wang Maoru nodded woodenly.

Just during the day yesterday, the 11th Cavalry Division, which was pursuing the Soviet Volisk Infantry Division, was attacked by the 29th Division composed of the Soviet guerrillas. However, due to the well-equipped 11th Cavalry Division, half of the divisions were composed of Mongolian young men and had a strong fighting spirit, so this ambush did not suffer much. Instead, the enemy's 29th Division had to escape into the swamp in order to avoid the pursuit of the cavalry, and thus avoided the pursuit of the Chinese.

But everything is unexpected. This time the accident was Guo Bro Long Qing. He was sneak attacked by a guerrilla who fainted while patrolling the battlefield. He was thrown out of a dagger at a close range and was stabbed in his neck and died of excessive blood loss. This time his death was more or less a surprise. Perhaps even the guerrillas didn't know that the dagger he threw out after he woke up could kill the Chinese cavalry lieutenant general. The assassinated guerrillas were then dismembered by all the knives, but Long Qing's life could not be replaced. The personal soldiers hugged Long Qing's body and cried bitterly.
Chapter completed!