Father Mavie

Chapter 260 Start the War (Please Subscribe!!!)

At nightfall, the city of Chelyabinsk was dead silent, and the bombardment in the afternoon seemed to be just an illusion, but the smoke of gunpowder in the air and the black potholes left on the ground broke the beautiful illusion.

The war has already begun.

"I led 500 people to sneak into the city through the gap in the barbed wire and launch a surprise attack. As long as we can suppress the soldiers on duty and take the fort, we can open up a safer area. At that time, Onufri, Raffle, Ma Karlov."

Before the sand table, Katerina read out the names of senior generals one after another. She seemed to remember these people in her heart, and the names blurted out.

"Lead the soldiers, cover the barbed wire with quilts, and climb over the obstacles to support us. Don't think about dismantling the barbed wire, it's a waste of time, we only have one chance, the only one!"

The senior generals standing on both sides of the sand table looked solemn, looked at Katerina with serious expressions, each of them clenched the long swords around their waists, and listened attentively to the deployment of the battle.

If they can't take back Chelyabinsk at one time, then when the enemy comes back to their senses and builds fortifications again, it is impossible for the surprise attack tactics to succeed again.

At that time, it can only be pushed by flesh and blood, which is bound to cause great casualties.

In the raid tonight, there were no cavalry, and the cavalry would lose their horses, and climb over the barbed wire like the infantry, and the army would press on.

"Your Highness, let me lead the team." Onufri said, "Your safety is too important, we cannot lose you."

Katerina glanced at him, and said coldly: "There is no one who cannot be lost. As a commander, I should lead the way. It is my selfishness to prevent Edward from taking action. It is out of overall consideration. I have no reason." Let others bear the consequences of this decision!"

The senior generals in the temporary command post were in awe. They saw the shadow of Peter the Great on Katerina, as if standing in front of them was not Katerina, but a leaping horse with a knife back then, making all the enemies terrified figure.

The soldiers don't need to think about anything, just follow the figure in front of them.

"Onufri, Raffle, the two of you don't want to participate in tonight's battle, and each lead 5000 cavalry to guard near the border."

"why?!"

Onufri and Raffle's expressions changed. If they were not allowed to participate in the battle, wouldn't it be contemptuous of them?

"Father Mavi is right. No matter what time it takes, we must be alert to the enemy behind us. If someone sneaks up from behind when we attack Chelyabinsk, the situation will be dangerous, so we need a reserve army. .”

"Nana!" Onufri stammered excitedly: "Then why don't you let Makarov go? He is the general of the infantry regiment, so such an important task should be entrusted to him!"

"Onufri, you bastard!" Makarov was furious: "Why are you taking me on with the task His Highness gave you?!"

"I'm doing this for your safety!"

"fart!"

"Stop making noise!" Katerina scolded: "The infantry runs too slowly and their mobility is too low. The guard mission can only be handed over to the cavalry. Onufri and Raffle, if any enemy wants to bypass the border Sneak attack, I want you to stop for an hour after sending someone to report, understand?"

"Understood." Onufri and Ralph replied angrily.

"Let's get ready, launch an attack at 2 o'clock in the morning!"

"Yes!"

After the senior generals left the temporary command post, Edward, who was listening in the corner, asked aloud, "Why do you want to lead the team yourself? Do you think that with my protection, you will be safe?"

"That's just one of the reasons."

Katerina took a sip of the cold black tea, and said lightly, "Generals like Onufri, Raffle, and Makarov are all my father's old subordinates. In their eyes, I am just a junior. , let a junior lead these experienced generals, even if they don't say it on the face, they will feel a little grudge in their hearts."

"They followed me mostly because of my father's behest. It can also be said that what they followed was not me, but my father's ghost."

"For future consideration, I must show enough qualifications to prove myself to them, so that they can obey me wholeheartedly and successfully inherit the treasure left by my father."

Drinking tea, Katerina said with a blank expression, "I can't lose. I can't lose a game until I have established enough prestige. This is the challenge I face. It's not easy to be a king."

"It's not so easy to be a king. It's interesting."

Chewing on these words, Edward smiled silently, "I will follow Father Marvie's order to protect your safety."

As the night darkened, Chelyabinsk was very quiet. The Second Army stationed here was still led by Marquis James. After the last defeat, Marquis James swept away his previous arrogance and became cautious. stand up.

No matter how bad the weather was, he ordered the soldiers to be divided into three squads, ensuring that when one squad rested, the other two squads would patrol and guard.

Not only that, even the Marquis James himself was very energetic, especially after the shelling in the afternoon, he insisted on relying on coffee and black tea to survive until now, without sleeping at all.

This time, he tried his best to set up three fortifications around Chelyabinsk, dividing the city into three areas: outer, middle, and inner. The outer area was guarded by sentries and flares were fired every 10 minutes. , the central area is where the soldiers are stationed, and the inner area is the area where his guards and priests are located.

This arrangement has a magical effect. Even if the enemy launches a surprise attack, they will not immediately meet the soldiers in the central area, leaving sufficient command time for Marquis James, and the intricate city streets can also prevent the cavalry from rushing.

Soldiers hiding in houses can use the guns in their hands to shoot at the enemy continuously. If the enemy wants to take Chelyabinsk, they must advance street by street, house by house.
This is the so-called street fighting.

Not only that, but the Marquis James has also placed countless artillery pieces at the main roads of the city. As long as the enemy dares to show his head, it will be a shell. He doesn't believe that he can't defeat the enemy!

"I must avenge myself!" said the Marquess James indignantly.

At 1:30 in the morning, Katerina, who was taking a nap in bed, opened her eyes and sat up.

She took a sip of water, put on her military uniform slowly, sat on a chair and waited quietly, when the clock reached 2 o'clock she stood up, picked up the black cloak hanging on the rack, and strode out of the room.

Dark clouds cover the bright moon. In the dark camp, 500 soldiers in black cloaks are waiting. Many people can faintly see white stubble on their faces. They are all veterans with large and small scars on their bodies. They are meritorious left traces.

Katerina didn't need to say anything at all, she could feel the morale emanating from the silence of the veterans. She put on a black cloak to cover her figure, picked up an SA-60 burst rifle, and checked the condition of the gun. , looking at the soldier in front of him.

"You are all soldiers who have followed my father. You are brave enough to be afraid of bullets! My father said more than once that without you, he would not be able to achieve what he is today. You are his pride!"

Katerina swept across the faces of the soldiers, and said in a deep voice: "Although my father has passed away, his will will always remain in our hearts! Prove you, my father, and our strength to the world tonight! Follow Me, take back Chelyabinsk! Let the light shine on the Romanovs! Ulla!"

"Ula!!!"

"Go! Destination Chelyabinsk!"

(End of this chapter)