Nikola Rodsky stared at Vlajimirech's eyes tightly. Vlajimirech looked back without showing any weakness. The two stared at each other. In the end, Nikola Rodsky did not see fear or panic in Vlajimirech's eyes. What he saw was a heart that was unyielding.

"Maybe you are right, but I am a nobleman, you are a wealthy businessman, do you know? My family was killed by the Revolutionary Committee's Special Operations Team, Chika." Nikola Rodsky said sadly. There was no sadness in his eyes. It was a kind of calmness, even a kind of numbness. When it comes to the death of his family, it can be seen that during the seven years of civil war, the Russians really no longer have any feelings about life and death.

Vlajimirech sat down sadly, "My family is dead, they are all beaten to death, but I want to survive. General, we can't fight any more, so that we will die sooner or later. Why not surrender with our troops and surrender to the Soviet Red Army. After all, we are Slavs, not yellow-skinned pigs. I can't do it. I would rather be beheaded by their saber than become a captive of the yellow-skinned pigs."

"What do you mean? Surrender to the Red Army now?"

Flajimirech immediately suggested: "I heard that the 88th Division vanguard of the Red Army is about to catch up with our large army. Why don't we take our troops back now and surrender directly to the Red Army. We are all Slavs, and when facing the yellow people, we will all survive."

Nikola Rodsky thought for a while and said, "It will be dark six hours later. If the headquarters had not issued any orders at that time, we would go back and surrender to the Red Army."

"What if they ordered us to surrender to the yellow pigs?"

"Then...we refuse to execute the order."

Flajimirech immediately said: "So, the final order is either to fight the yellow pig to death, or we withdraw the surrendered Red Army, so why not leave now. We leave the wounded to the Chinese and take away all the weapons and supplies. Didn't the Chinese take refuge in the name of taking refugees? Let's leave the refugees to them. Logistics personnel, nurses, and civilians, all of them, and we only walk with elite soldiers and weapons."

Nikola Rodsky stood up and walked hesitantly, finally making up his mind and said, "Okay, we must not surrender to our former slaves. My proud Slav's blood would not allow me to do this. Go, go immediately, take away all the elites and weapons, go!"

The soldiers of the Tsarist Russia's First Guard Brigade were ordered by the brigade commander Nikola Rodsky to retreat, leaving the wounded, nurses, and civilians. Those who were left behind cried and took us away. Vlajimirech said: "It is not convenient for you to fight with us. We are ready to carry out the orders, and I hope you can understand." Then Nikola Rodsky ordered to retreat immediately, and about 5,000 soldiers retreated with the brigade commander.

The sentinels of the 9th Cavalry Brigade of the Chinese opposite were watching. The Russians reported any abnormal movements to Hou Ruibing, the commander of the 9th Brigade. Hou Ruibing was shaved while listening to the guards' reports. Then he said, "It's nothing big of a deal to escape." Then he ordered the 23rd Cavalry Regiment to chase from the north, the 24th Cavalry Regiment to go around from the south, and led the brigade headquarters and the 22nd Regiment to stay and wait for time.

Brigade Chief of Staff Song Chongshi hurriedly said: "What should I do after the two regiments catch up?"

"What should I do?" Hou Ruibing asked in surprise, "What else can I do besides killing them? We can't support two million white-skinned pigs." He smiled dryly: "Central Asia is short of water. It is so meaningful to humans to use their bodies to moisten the Kazakh grassland. I think we have made contributions to humans. What do you think?"

"So what should I do if the enemy who stays behind? Are you attacking now?" asked Song Chongshi.

Hou Ruibing shook his head and said, "Wait for twenty-four hours and then attack again. Now have a good rest."

"But……"

"We must abide by the orders of our superiors." Hou Ruibing said with an expression on his face, "We must abide by it for twenty-four hours, and we must not do anything randomly."

"Yes." Master Song Chong paused for a moment. Although he was a little confused, he didn't say much.

Song Chongshi graduated from the Army University and was quite moved by an officer like Hou Ruibing, who was promoted to this place by battalion commanders through battles and killings. However, the National Defense Forces did not refer to academic qualifications and qualifications to improve their ranks. Instead, they looked at their military achievements. Hou Ruibing had extraordinary military achievements and would win every battle, and could be called the sword of the Third Division. All the hardest battles of the Third Division were obtained by the Ninth Brigade, and Hou Ruibing's status in the Third Division was far greater than that of the other two brigade commanders. From another perspective, if it were not for the fact that Wang Jiejun, the commander of the Third Division, was only 31 years younger and would not have been promoted to the commander of the Legion in recent years, the position of the Third Division commander had long been reserved by Hou Ruibing.

However, Song Chongshi still couldn't stand the murderous aura on Hou Ruibing, and he couldn't even understand why Hou Ruibing had such a murderous aura. Of course, he had never participated in the battle in Russia, and had never felt the bloody battle in Saratov when the Third Division of the National Defense Forces faced two armies of the Soviet Red Army, which was the bloody battle in front and back of the Soviet Red Army. The Third Division suffered the most losses in the interference in Russia. When he went to Russia, he had 23,000 people, but when he returned to his country, there were only 17,000 people. However, due to injuries, 3,000 soldiers were successively retired, which could be said to be nearly half of the casualties. The supplementary soldiers were also elite soldiers of various warlords in the country, which made the Third Division the hardest fist in the White Tiger Legion. The Ninth Cavalry Brigade was the hardest joint on this fist.

He passed Hou Ruibing's order to the two regiment commanders and then returned to his car to sort out the information. When he saw the military commander of the Ninth Brigade, Lu Yongjiang, walked over with a smile, and said, "Old Song, do you know? The old senior is here."

"Old senior?" Master Song Chong frowned.

"Yes, our old senior from Lu University, my immediate boss, General He Rufei," Lu Yongjiang took out a cigarette from his pants and handed it over and said with a smile. He was a classmate of the Army University of Song Chongshi. The two didn't have a good relationship when they were in the Army University. Later, they moved to the Ninth Cavalry Brigade several times. When they saw that they were old classmates, they suddenly felt close and became friends since then.

"All the big group of Alla Lu are counting on him, so you won't even know this." He took off his windbreaker and there was only a white shirt inside. He was a little fat and he was very afraid of heat. Even in early spring, people felt cold, but only he felt hot. Lu Yongjiang sat casually on Song Chongshi's bed, and the cruising sound was shaking. He sneered: "You said you are a chief of staff, why are you so poor? You tell the Military Office that you can't change to a better bed." His butt twisted twice, making a creaking noise, which was very uncomfortable.

"Be gentle, don't mess it up." Song Chong hurriedly stopped him, "You just don't know how to be frugal."

"What are you frugal? We have the conditions now. Do you think it's the time of Beiyang? Now it's the time of the National Defense Forces." Lu Yongjiang laughed.

"How can I do it during the National Defense Forces? Don't you have to be frugal?" Song Chongshi retorted, "You grew up in a wealthy family. Unlike me, I suffered since I was a child. I had a few years when I was a child and even ate a piece of white steamed buns was a luxury. What I dreamed of was a big white steamed bun."

"All right, don't complain, look at you're doing well now? People, you can't always miss the past, what's the point? Let's look forward to the future." Lu Yongjiang winked at him, "Hey, have you heard that the Ministry of National Defense has recently been in rotation. In addition to the division commanders of the Western Region Military Region, the whole country is rotating. Also, some officers of the Western Region Military Region are about to be promoted."

"You know a lot of news." Song Chongshi smiled.

"Nonsense, I am the military commander of the Ninth Brigade. I don't know who knows this." Lu Yongjiang said with his hands and feet, "It's just you, you, besides being a staff officer in marching and fighting, you have to help you in other aspects. By the way, if you get promoted in the future, don't forget to support me."

Song Chongshi smiled and said, "You, you can't tell you."

Lu Yongjiang said: "So, you and I have to get close to the old seniors, and know what? After getting on this line, Young Master Nong has worked hard for five years."

Song Chongshi said: "As long as we work hard here, we don't need to curry favor with the superiors."

"Isn't my brain?" Lu Yongjiang stared at him with a grudge. He was so angry that he was hot. This was not good for fat people. He was afraid of heat everywhere he went. He untied a hole in his shirt, pointed at Master Song Chong angrily and slapped the bed, shouting: "What if you have the ability now? How can you do it refreshing and easy to cut?"

"Okay, okay, I understand." Song Chongshi said with a wry smile. This is really because the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is also troubled by his old classmate. However, he is one of his few friends, so he can speak to him like this.

"By the way, there is one more thing to tell you." Lu Yongjiang smiled and said with a smile: "Do you know what it is?"

"Don't play with me, you tell me."

"The headquarters' telegraph office has just assigned some female telegraphers, do you know?" Lu Yongjiang said with a chorus, "The little girls are so beautiful, especially a little fellow from Shanghai named Ning Xinxin, yes... Hey! Why did she come to the Western Regions to serve in the army? I can't bear to bear this crime. Let me tell you, it would be too late to start a fight like you, if you don't take action, it's too late to find such a beautiful Han girl in the Western Regions. You don't want to marry an old Russian?"

Song Chongshi smiled and said, "I don't want my son to be a couple. Why do you marry an old Russian as a wife? There is a slutty smell all over my body."
Chapter completed!