Chapter 798: Persuasion

Tang Qiuli's yòu bait placed in Hadassan really worked, and Zhukov commanded the main forces of the First Army in the Far East, marching day and night, and hurried to this area.

Tang Qiuli did not arrange troops to sāo disturb xìng to block along the way, he just wanted Zhukov to go straight to Hadassan without hindrance, and he was not worried that Zhukov would see through his plan, 120,000 Soviet troops were the reason why Zhukov had to be saved.

The Red Tsar in the Kremlin, the great leader of the Soviets, and the General Staff of the Soviet Army, who obeyed Stalin's orders, did not take the whip and slammed Zhukov, Comrade Stalin, did not allow the heroic and warlike units of the Soviet Red Army, and the tragedy of the Far Eastern Special Army, which was completely annihilated in the Khugilt Mountains, he would be very shameless, especially in front of those European powers.

It's not that Zhukov has no brains, the main force commanded by Tang Qiuli, with an advantage in strength and firepower, surrounded but not attacked the surrounded Vuchikov troops of Hadassan, which made Zhukov extremely uneasy, he judged that this could be a trap, through a series of battles, he saw Tang Qiuli's strategy and means, and also understood the combat effectiveness of the squadron.

According to his idea, the main force of the group army should be deployed on the spot in the western region of the Outer Méng, annihilate the squadrons scattered in various places, gradually approach Kulun, and then organize a force of more than 150,000 people.

Even if Tang Qiuli wiped out Vuchkov's troops, he couldn't get out immediately, and it was worth exchanging 120,000 people from Vuchkov for Tang Qiuli's entire corps, and after his plan was reported to the Far Eastern Military District, because of the importance of the matter, the military region did not dare to decide, and reported it to the General Staff of the Soviet Army.

Judging from the wording of this telegram, Zhukov believed that this was the opinion of the Supreme Commander-in-Chief Comrade Stalin, and that he had the courage to have eight anti-bones in the back of his head, and that he did not dare to oppose the opinion of the great leader, and could only implement it completely.

Zhukov had a hunch that the main force of his group army might not turn out much better than Vuchkov, and before he reached Hadassan, Vuchkov would definitely be annihilated, and Tang Qiuli would free up his hands to deal with himself with all his might, as well as the Chinese blocking force that mysteriously disappeared behind him.

If he blocked the passage of the Kazadeu Pass again, he would have no way to retreat if he wanted to, although he was extremely uneasy in his heart, and even predicted the outcome of the battle, Zhukov still did not hesitate to order the troops, march day and night, speed up, with a kind of tragedy of moths throwing fire.

The order sent by the General Staff of the Soviet Army on the basis of Stalin's opinion that it was necessary to rescue the troops of Vuchkov was the direct cause of the desperate advance of Zhukov and the main forces of the First Army in the Far East, and Zhukov resolutely carried out the order, and out of a sense of responsibility as a soldier, he condensed all his thoughts and predictions about the outcome of the war situation into a letter, and sent a special person to Moscow, directly to Comrade Stalin's hands.

There is another thing, Zhukov did not expect, Tang Qiuli has already transferred the main force of a corps from the interior, and the meeting point of their march is the Uriya Sutai area, which is the only way to Hadassan, and it is also another encirclement area that Tang Qiuli preset for Zhukov, and it is another sharp blade to slaughter the First Army of the Soviet Far East.

A day later, Tang Qiuli sent several captured Soviet officers to a letter of persuasion to Lieutenant General Vucchikov, but there was no response, and the forward troops observed that several corpses were hung in front of the Soviet positions.

Tang Qiuli understood that Vuchkov, a tough Bolshevik, would not surrender at all, but he still did not give up, anyway, there was still time, so he decided to put some pressure on Vuchkov, which was also a warning, to dispel his illusions, and ordered Zheng Yong to concentrate an artillery group to blast the Soviet army's circular position open, and then see Vacekev's reaction.

There was a loud bang, and the Hadassan battlefield, which had been quiet for a day and a night, became restless again, and swarms of shells rained down on the Soviet positions with the precision of raindrops, and the ring fortifications made of tanks, which Vuchkov regarded as a life-saving straw, were bombarded by fierce and concentrated shelling, blowing up a gap as wide as one kilometer.

The Soviet tanks at the shelling site immediately turned into a burning fireball, billowing smoke and flames rose, mixed with the violent explosion of the bombs, the Soviet army shook the whole line, thinking that the squadron had begun to attack, and when the Soviet soldiers trembled and climbed to the fortifications, they found that they saw nothing, only one position was tormented by the shelling.

Vuchkov was so angry that in order to boost morale, he immediately ordered all the artillery fire in the encirclement to immediately return fire and destroy the artillery positions of the squadron.

Countless shells, from the Soviet position, this is a 155 caliber howitzer, the power is amazing, hundreds of mén howitzers are all shè, the scene is also spectacular, the artillery commander of the independent division Zheng Yong was overjoyed, the artillery of the Soviets finally lù head, after looking for more than a day, I didn't find it.

"Order, all artillery groups, immediately lock on to the Soviet artillery positions, covering artillery bombardment," Zheng Yong hurriedly gave an order, thousands of mén artillery shè, the scene is much more hot than the Soviet artillery, this frenzied shè, the Soviet positions are so dense, one shell can blow down a bunch of people, not to mention the Soviet artillery crowded together.

Fifteen minutes later, the Soviet artillery was completely suppressed, and it was dumb at that time, Zheng Yong did not intend to let go of this rare opportunity, and ordered the artillery group to continue to beat until the Soviet artillery was completely destroyed.

Commander Zheng Yong Zheng fought happily, but he didn't know that someone in the command headquarters was so distressed that he grinned, this kung fu would have destroyed hundreds of mén large-caliber howitzers, if he could get it, when he hit the Japanese artillery, how hard it would be, Zheng Yong, a loser, was born to play with artillery, so he didn't know how distressed.

Tang Qiuli was chattering here, feeling sorry for the howitzers that were blown up, Zheng Yong's side was fighting more and more, and the fireworks in the encirclement were everywhere, and the Soviet soldiers were running everywhere, and those who didn't understand the situation thought that they had launched a general attack.

After Tang Qiuli scolded Zheng Yong, he hated Qi Kefu again, this stubborn guy, if he surrendered obediently, how many shells would I save and how many mén howitzers I would pick up.

The shelling stopped, the Soviet positions in the encirclement were shrouded in thick gunsmoke, and not a single shell came over, and it is estimated that all of them were killed by Zheng Yong's artillery, and a few captured messengers sent by Tang Qiuli set off again.

This was the last persuasion to surrender, and it was also the last chance for Lieutenant General Vuchkov and more than 80,000 Soviet soldiers, Zhukov had already passed through the Kobdo region, and in another day and one night, he would reach Uriya Sutai, and as for running to Hadassan, he would have to run for another day and night.

Tang Qiuli gave Vuchkov two hours to reply, and he wrote in his letter of persuasion: "Lieutenant General Vuchkov of the Soviet Red Army, your unit has fallen into a heavy siege, there is no hope of breaking through the siege, and the rescue troops are far away, and your artillery units have all been destroyed. ”

"On the road in front of your Excellency, there is only one choice, that is, to lay down your arms and surrender to the squadron, I promise with the honor of a soldier, as long as you lay down your arms, I will guarantee the safety of the lives of all Soviet prisoners of war, and give you the treatment you deserve, please think twice, for the sake of the lives of more than 80,000 soldiers, otherwise, on the land of China, we will never be soft on the aggressor, as long as two hours, your so-called tank ring fortifications will be turned into powder."

Lieutenant General Vuchkov sat on the bullet box, listening to the staff officer reading Tang Qiuli's letter, his face was sad, he believed that the commander of the squadron on the opposite side was telling the truth, because of his stupidity, he sent 120,000 Red Army soldiers to the encirclement of the squadron, because of his ignorance, he buried the lives of all the artillery and tens of thousands of soldiers.

Just now, he contacted Zhukov, and Comrade Commander asked him to hold on for two days, but just now, he witnessed the fierce shelling of the squadron, and he couldn't hold out for even two hours.

The divisions, brigade commanders, and political committee members of the divisions and brigades gathered around him all looked intently at the painful expressions of the comrades in command, in fact, everyone knew very well that the shelling of the squadron just now had not been for the purpose of destroying the artillery, but for falling on the circular position, the fortifications would have been broken through long ago.

They either became prisoners or corpses, it was a hopeless battle, and looking at the morale of the soldiers, it was extremely low, Vuchkov was stunned for a while, such a big thing, he couldn't make up his mind, and decided to convene an enlarged meeting of the party committee, and decided to decide the fate of this army by a show of hands.

Most of the military commanders agreed to lay down their arms and not to make senseless resistance for the sake of the lives of more than 80,000 soldiers, and the political commissars at all levels unanimously opposed surrender, and their reasoning was very simple, the great Soviet Red Army soldiers would never surrender to the enemy and the invaders, let alone lay down their arms and stop fighting, and this was a glorious moment to sacrifice themselves for our great motherland.

The tone of the meeting was thus set, not to surrender, to fight to the end, and Vuchkov also knew that if he ordered the troops to surrender, even if he returned to the Soviet Union, he would be shot, and his relatives would be affected, so it was better to be a Soviet martyr.

After the political commissars at all levels returned to the troops, they immediately convened a meeting of party members and Komsomol members to set up death squads, and as soon as the squadron began to attack, they would desperately break through the siege.