A dozen Tatars outside the town pushed the small cannon and set it up five or six hundred meters from the town. Hundreds of Tatar cavalry, also divided into several parts, surrounded the town of Lyubertsy.

"Attention, everyone, the Tatars are going to open fire......"

"The Tatar cannons can't move the defense of our town, don't worry......"

Old Peter and Andrei shouted at the militia around them, desperately cheering them up, and they stood behind a gun emplacement, waiting only for the Tatars to attack the city, and then fire their own guns.

"Boom ......"

The Tatar cannon suddenly roared, and a hot cannonball smashed into the gate of the town of Lyubertsy, and the heavy wooden gate was instantly torn apart.

Old Peter heard the cracking of the gate, stood up violently, and cried out hoarsely, "The gate...... Fast...... Plug the gate ......"

After he finished speaking, he and a group of militiamen rushed down the wall, picked up whatever they could pick up, and blocked the dilapidated gate regardless of it, and pushed several horse-drawn carriages in the distance in front of the gate.

"Boom ......"

There was another loud noise, and Old Peter, who was standing next to him, felt as if he had been pushed hard by a huge force, and his body instantly rose into the air and fell heavily to the ground.

The things they had just piled up at the gate were once again torn apart, and a dozen militiamen at the gate were also blown to pieces by shrapnel and sawdust, and a few seriously injured and not dead let out a terrible scream.

At this time, the Tatar cavalry outside the formation also moved, and they urged their horses to slowly rush towards the town.

Andrei shouted: "Gunners, musketeers, prepare, wait for the Tatars to approach, listen to the order and then open fire......"

His voice hasn't been finished yet. I heard a dense and dull sound coming from several Tatar carriages in the distance.

"Puff...... Puff ......"

Andrei found that the militia around him had bursts of blood on their bodies, and several people's heads were blown up, and blood and brains were sprayed everywhere.

Faced with a dense rain of bullets fired by the Tatars, the militia on the wall jumped off the wall screaming and crying, and ran into the town. They have lost their fighting spirit. I have no intention of fighting at all, so I can only run away.

Andrei was also hit in the shoulder by a bullet, and he fell to the wall. He looked at the empty wall, struggled to his feet, and saw a dozen Tatars swinging a few ropes and throwing them towards the gates of the town.

The grappling hook tied to the other end of the rope hooked the broken gate and the debris piled up at the gate. Then he drove dozens of war horses, cleared the dilapidated gate and debris, and cleared a passageway.

Andrei watched as the Tatar cavalry rushed into the town, and he knew that the town of Lyubertsy was finished. He and his wife, son, and grandson are all finished.

Old Peter struggled to his feet, just in time to see the Tatar cavalry rushing into the town, and he shouted at the fleeing militia, "Take up arms...... Drive the Tatars out of town......"

It's a pity that no one did what he said at this time, and they all ran around to their own homes. Old Peter's heart was so desolate that he picked up a wooden fork that he had discarded beside him.

"Ah......h

Then he roared and rushed towards the Tatars, but before he had taken two steps, a leather cord was around his neck, and a warhorse whistled past him. Old Peter was also taken down in an instant, and was dragged away by the speeding war horse.

Andrei lay on the wall. Seeing the old man being dragged away by the Tatar horses, he felt extremely sad and indignant. But he could only watch.

The town was already in a bloody storm, and men, women, and children were constantly being knocked away by the Tatar horses, and then trampled over them by more horses.

The brutal Tatars slaughtered everywhere in the town, even as the Russians surrendered on their knees. I can't escape their killing. They kill people when they see them, even children of a few years old.

In just a few moments, the town was littered with corpses, covered with a layer of blood. In a town of more than 1,000 people, there are only a hundred young women left. They screamed in a terrible voice. Tied up in a string of leather ropes, they were driven out of the town like cattle.

Andrei stared at the red eyes as he watched the Tatars slaughter the town with impunity, and watched his son and grandson hacked to death by the Tatars' sabers on the streets of the town.

But he couldn't do anything, he could only lie here and watch, the blood on his body was almost gone, and he didn't even have the strength to scream.

Having killed all the people in the town, the Tatars began to ransack the town, taking everything they saw. Then they set fires all over the town, and in a few moments the whole town was on fire.

The wooden walls of the town were also set ablaze by the fire, and Andrei, who was lying on the wall, was also surrounded by flames that rose into the sky until he was consumed by the flames.

The towns within a radius of several hundred miles of Moscow were fortified and cleared, and the peasants of the countryside fled into Moscow and nearby towns, and organized militias to fortify the towns.

The Russians cannot be said to be bad for this tactic, which is very effective against the Tatars. It's a pity that the Far Eastern Army is not Tatar.

A large number of reserve militia brigades followed closely behind the main force, and after the main force rushed to the city of Moscow and began to encircle the Moscow regiments, they also rushed to the battlefield.

Then, led by the airship troops, they scattered around Moscow and carried out a massive sweep of the towns in the nearby areas. The wooden walls of the Russians may have been able to defend themselves against the Tatar cavalry, but for the Far Eastern Army, they were simply useless.

The main forces of the Siberian Corps have not yet launched an offensive against Moscow, but the battles of the reserve militia brigades in the area around Moscow have already begun.

The brutal Mongol Reserve Cavalry Brigade, supported by artillery and "gun-catching" wagons, launched a frenzied assault on towns and cities around Moscow.

In order to escape the pursuit of the Tatars, peasants from all over the countryside fled with their families to nearby towns. Once the town was breached by the Mongol reserve cavalry brigade, the civilians and refugees in the town were immediately plunged into a terrible catastrophe.

Countless Russians were slaughtered, countless supplies were looted, countless houses were burned to rubble, and countless young women were driven to the East.

The eight main cavalry divisions of the Siberian Corps, after more than ten days of rapid marching, finally arrived under the city of Moscow as scheduled. In order to accomplish this almost impossible task, the officers and men of the main division paid a huge price.

After the troops arrived at the city of Moscow, all the officers and soldiers were exhausted, and most of the horses they were riding had already run away, and it was estimated that they would never be able to return to the battlefield in the future. (To be continued.) )