Iron Cross Fire

Maitian ran to Kuster and said:

"General, this is too dangerous, let the cavalry go by themselves!"

Kust kicked him a few meters away:

"What are you afraid of? We have two cavalry companies, one more than them.

Besides, this is our only chance. Once we make a mistake, the battlefield situation will become extremely unfavorable to us. Even if they are ready, I have to take a gamble.

In order to win, we must arrive before 5 a.m. If we arrive too early, we will be exhausted from marching; if we arrive too late, we will miss the opportunity."

After that, Kuster jumped on his horse and led two cavalry companies to march towards the Russian division headquarters. Maitian had to get up and grab a horse to follow him.

At 4:20 a.m., Kuster encountered resistance from a small group of Russian troops and had to disperse a company of troops. He led another company and continued to march in the bushes.

At 4:30, Kuster could already see the outline of the Russian division, so he stopped his horse, turned around and said to the cavalry:

"My children, the artillery fire continued, the blood mist was hazy, and the sky was dim. Today is a terrible day! But fighting with us, the warriors of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, is even more terrible!

Let us roar deafeningly, resounding throughout the battlefield, let the immortal emperor hear our bravery, and let the world tremble for it!"

The more excited Kuster spoke, the more majestic the cavalry roared. The chaotic sound of war on the battlefield could cover their voices, but it could not erode their morale.

Then, Kuster looked at the Russian army with sharp eyes, as if he was looking at a group of dead people, drew his saber and said:

"Draw the sword, drop the gun, and move forward quickly!"

Although the cavalry were equipped with complex equipment, some used sabers and some used lances, but their will was unified.

They all drew their weapons in unison. In the dim light, the shiny blades shone coldly, and the old gun tips exuded murderous aura.

The Russian army's defense was not good. They didn't discover them until the Austrian cavalry company was only 200 yards away from them. Their machine gunners quickly took their positions, but the next second they were shot down by the vigilant wheat field.

But even without the suppression of machine guns, the Russians hiding behind the bunkers shooting with rifles were enough to give the Austrians a pot of water.

When they reached a hundred yards, the long-range exchange of fire between the two sides was the most intense moment, and people kept falling down. The current situation has reached the point where it is either you or me, so Kuster pointed the tip of the knife at the Russian army and shouted:

"Charge! Long live the emperor! Long live the empire!"

"Long live the emperor!"

"Long live the empire!"

The cavalry shouted loudly, waving sabers, holding high their long guns, and rushed towards the Russian army.

The Russian soldiers in the position also climbed out, with bayonets on their rifles, shouting words that Kuster could not understand, and launched a counterattack against the Austrian cavalry.

When the two armies met, the cavalry relied on its powerful impact to directly knock the Russian infantry out, and large gaps appeared on the front line one after another.

Kuster quickly rushed towards the Russian division commander along the gap.

As the strong wind blowing on Kuster's face weakened, his body gradually stood up, raised his saber, and fell at the right time to cut off the division commander's left arm.

"Ah!"

The scream of the Russian division commander was as terrifying as the remaining blood on his left arm. His eyes became fierce, and he drew his saber, intending to fight Kuster to the death.

But Kuster obviously didn't want to waste time, so he took out a pistol with his left hand and shot him three times in a row.

The first shot hit his lungs, but he still used the knife to support himself to stand, staring at Kuster with wide eyes. The second shot knocked off his kneecap, and he had to kneel on the ground, raising his head with unwillingness. The third shot pierced his skull, and the overflowing brain announced his death.

After Kuster killed the Russian division commander, Maitian rushed over with 9 cavalrymen.

"General, hurry up, the Russians are catching up!"

Kuster did not hesitate and led them to break out, and finally returned to the headquarters successfully at 6 a.m.

When the Russians arrived, they only saw hundreds of corpses and their miserable death.

At 7 a.m., Kuster sent a telegram in plain text, saying that they had successfully killed the commander of the R1 Division.

The Russians were caught off guard by this intelligence. Soon, all the troops of the R1 Division surrendered to the Austrian army under the siege, unable to communicate, and the collapse of the command system. More than 8,000 people were captured.

Kuster planned to launch another attack on the Eastern Front, but his battalions were seriously damaged. Moreover, he got a bad news.

"What? Gerstoli is dead?" Kuster rarely answered the phone with his left hand, full of shock.

"Yes, his body was blown up by the shells, and we can't even find his body!" It was Drevall on the other end of the phone, and he said with equal grief and anger.

"What!"

"Although we succeeded, we lost at least 2 battalions, and the other battalions are in very bad condition.

General, you may not know that the friendly defense line to the east of us collapsed because of the action just now!

Their retreat caused our 3rd battalion to the east to be surrounded and cut off communication with us.

Now, the headquarters ordered us to immediately abandon the Dniester River defense line and retreat 20 kilometers to the west."

"What?!"

Kuster, who thought he had won a great victory and wanted to expand the results of the battle, was confused by this series of questions.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his right hand. When he lifted his sleeve, he found that part of his arm was cut off with skin and flesh. His index finger was also cut open, revealing the gray tendons inside. Such a serious injury was caused by the breakout.

Kuster was pale due to the psychological and physical blow, and Drevall gave him another heavy blow:

"We have been specially ordered to go to Krakow, dismantle the troops there, and use the local railway transportation to replenish the troops for other divisions in time."

Kust could not bear the blow, his figure tilted twice, and finally pulled the telephone line and fainted on the floor.

When Kuster woke up, it was already the night of September 9. The two divisions that he had destroyed had recovered a large number of lost troops due to Russia's strong mobilization ability and returned to the battle.

He opened his eyes and wanted to lie down on the bed, but suddenly his right hand was weak and rolled off the floor.

This noise seemed to attract the attention of someone, and there was a sound of crutches hitting the ground outside the door.

The man pushed open the door, walked into the room, and turned on the light. A familiar face appeared in the dim light—Franz.

Franz slowly lowered his body, pulled Kuster up, and said to him:

"Hey, I know your recent situation. Our only old subordinate, Gerstoli, is dead.

As for the wheat field, don't worry. He will be here to guard you these days. I just changed positions with him."

As Franz spoke, he took out a few photos from his waist and showed them to Kuster, saying calmly:

"The Russians will not let you go. You beat their general like this and drowned their troops in the river. They call you a "butcher."

Be careful these days. Also, Borojevich asked you to go to him after you wake up, which is probably not a good thing."

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