Chapter 780: Marshal's Military Power

Wang Zhong patted the neck of Boshihazhazhazhal, and looked back at the door of the headquarters.

At this time, the breeder of Bassaharas drove the jeep and entered the headquarters and shouted, "Marshal! Your horse ran away again! Ah, it has arrived? We didn't catch up with it!"

Grand Crusades: "My transportation is here too."

Wang Zhong thought about it, turned over and found that there was no whip.

However, Bassahals does not seem to need a whip, it knows when to stop.

Wang Zhong grabbed the reins, and before he kicked his stomach, he ran up with his legs and jumped directly over the car pole in front of the command of the command.

"Go to the west! Go to the city center of Prosnia!" Wang Zhong shouted.

The white horse was hissing, sprinking his legs to the west.

When Wang Zhong heard the sound of the engine behind him, he saw that the senior sergeant of Grie Gaoli and the senior soldiers with three armed soldiers drove the jeep.

Bassa Las also looked back at the jeep, and disdain his pace.

The road is full of troops to enter Provenia.

Wang Zhong shouted to the troops of the roadside: "Davarih! The striker is less than ten kilometers away from the city center!

The soldiers turned around, and a Chinese scholar joked: "Why do you have only one person? Isn't it that your fake marshals are in a group?"

Well, the things that Vasily's psychological war troops do have no secrets on their own side. I don't know how long the Proves can be cheated.

But now the trees of Proseon are scattered, and I don't feel that Vasily's drama is needed.

Wang Zhong thought about these, running next to the army, and the jeep followed by the latter raised a lot of soil and snow.

Suddenly, someone in the army shouted: "Hey, look at the sergeant on the jeep, there are two Venus! There are not many infantry who can get two Venus! One of them is the patriarchal head of the marshal!"

The crowd hurriedly turned to see, but the Jeep of the Grand Senior Grig Gaoli had already drove forward, and could only see his tail.

The soldiers immediately discussed:

"Is it Marshal himself?"

"Indeed, we just passed the headquarters, this horse came from there!"

"The deception troops should be in the front!"

"It's broken, it's a real thing!"

Seeing the situation of the army's incense, the troops shouted, "Davarih, Marshal has run in front, we can't fall behind! Run -go!"

A big gang began to rush.

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The General Headquarters, 51 kilometers from the center of Prosenia.

"He ran again?" Pavlov raised his head, "How did you run? Did the plane landed directly in front of the chief commander? I didn't hear the engine sound?"

The head of the guards who came to the report was embarrassed: "The Marshal's white horse skipped the wall and ran to the marshal. We felt that this seemed to be San Andrew showed saint, busy praying, not stopping."

Pavlov: "Did you pray not to stop or do you want to stop?"

Guard head: "All -uh, no, it is prayer and not stopped."

Pavlov sighed: "Okay, if he died in the battle that captured Prosnia, it would be considered a romantic atmosphere."

Poporv: "But if he survives, everyone will only call him St. Rocosov in the future."

Pavlov nodded: "Yes."

Popopov: "Are you ... have you gone to pick? Although I am not proficient in military, as the third place in the command sequence, I barely can support the new chief of staff."

Pavlov: "How could I pick a child at this time, what if I have a good situation because of my good situation?" What should I do? "

Poporv: "Yeah, you make sense!"

Pavlov: "But the commander of the commander must be treated seriously to run ahead. Even if he comes back alive, he should review the people of the country!"

"Yeah, yes," Popov nodded again and again, "You say it makes sense."

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At the same time, in southwestern Prose, Zegfei Flying Defense Line.

The troops of the third infantry division of the United Nations have been blocked in front of the line of defense for three days.

General Garry, the head of the division, is asking for a colonel.

General Garui's: "Mr. Colonel, do you know, Ante is about to occupy your capital Prosnia immediately?"

Colonel replied in Sasa: ​​"Of course we know."

General Garui's: "Why don't you surrender directly? Don't you worry about the Ate retaliated?"

Colonel: "Of course worry."

General Garui's: "You only answered the second question, the first question? Why not surrender? The royal family of the United Kingdom, and the relationship between your Proveson's royal family, half a century ago, the Queen of the United Kingdom half a century ago, the Queen of the Kingdom of the Kingdom a century ago Still your emperor's cousin. "

Colonel: "What about that? There is no hindering the joint kingdom to stab the knife to us. The Anders may retaliate, but they defeat us, and you are our men. Even now, you have no way to break through yet. Our line of defense!

"No, the glorious Proson army will surrender to the defeat of defeat."

General Garui said angrily: "This is simply unreasonable! The Anders can defeat you, and it also depends on the supplies delivered by our Lianzhong Kingdom!"

"In that case, you should be more powerful with more supplies from the United States." The colonel responded calmly, "But I don't feel that. The unit I belong to is considered a second-line unit in Plossen. There are not many veterans in the unit who have returned from the Eastern Front Purgatory, but we can still stop you here."

The general was silent for a few seconds, threw down a sentence "Let's see what information we can get", turned around and left the interrogation room and lit a cigarette outside.

The division chief of staff came to him and said, "It is said that until the second year of the invasion of Ant, the Proson people looked down on the Ant people, so they insisted on maintaining heavy troops on the Western Front to guard against the Allied landing."

General: "Why do you mention this? Now the facts have become like this. The higher-ups should probably consider using negotiations to get Ant to agree to divide and occupy Proson equally. Especially Leonard of the United Kingdom, he must want this."

Chief of Staff: "A huge secular Proson, Prime Minister Leonard will never be able to sleep well in his life."

General Gary: "I think he has more to worry about than this. It is said that there are already many secular believers among the senior staff of the United Kingdom."

"You talk as if there are no secular believers in the United States."

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Bucephalas ran all the way, causing Wang Zhong's buttocks to hurt like hell.

Riding a bicycle for a long time will make your buttocks tired and painful, let alone riding a horse.

When Bucephalas ran, his steps were very large, causing the saddle to bump far beyond imagination.

When there were only 25 kilometers left, Wang Zhongshi couldn't stand it anymore. After confirming that there were no hostile targets around, he pulled the reins hard and asked Bucephalus to stop.

The jeep following behind also stopped immediately. Gregory asked loudly: "What's wrong, your butt can't stand it?"

Wang Zhong nodded, got off the horse and covered his butt and grinned.

There were still troops marching on the road, but most people thought Wang Zhong was a substitute created by Vasily's psychological warfare headquarters.

However, when Wang Zhong stopped, people passing by him began to find something wrong.

"Hey, why do you look so much like Marshal Davarish in the newspaper?" The passing veteran asked puzzledly.

Wang Zhong: "Because I am Marshal Rokosov, and this horse is my mount, Bucephalus."

The old soldier was stunned: "Really?"

"People have to say that." The second-class soldier next to the old soldier joked, "Otherwise, what if the Proson people hear it? The Proson people know that the 'marshal' that makes them terrified is actually a fake, so they are not afraid of the marshal!"

"No, I won't make a mistake, this is the marshal in the photo! Marshal Davarish, please give instructions!"

Wang Zhong: "Keep going, target Prosinia!"

"Yes!"

The old soldier saluted and followed the troops forward.

The soldiers who passed by Wang Zhong behind him all looked at Wang Zhong with admiration, and some of them even changed their gun holding posture to a gun salute.

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one 6, one book, one bar, take a look!

Wang Zhong rested for a while, drank some water, then got on the horse and continued to gallop towards Prosinia.

In fact, at this time, satellite cities with dense buildings could be seen on both sides of the road.

Stas has taken over part of the city, and members of Stas can be seen patrolling the streets.

These people obviously haven't seen Wang Zhong's photo, so they completely treat Wang Zhong as a fake.

When passing the central square of a village, Wang Zhong saw Stas and people from the Ante secular church distributing food, so Wang Zhong stopped and asked the Ante priest next to the big pot: "How is the situation of the people in Proson?"

The priest replied: "It's very bad. Many people haven't eaten meat for a long time, and the only vegetables are cabbage."

At this time, the Skitarii soldier next to him said: "These people, although they eat rotten food and all the metal objects in their homes have been taken away, they still have more things left than us. It can be seen that they are much richer than us. Why do they invade us?"

Wang Zhong: "I'm going to ask their emperor this question now, and I will publish the answer in the newspaper."

Skitarii soldier: "You said this as if you are the real Marshal Rokossov. Aren't you just a substitute for the psychological warfare unit!"

Wang Zhong thought, even the Skitarii soldiers knew about this, and it seemed that the regular army of Proson also knew about it.

But Vasily did not report the failure of the plan.

That is to say, even if the enemy knew there was a fake Rokossov, they were still afraid.

Maybe if I had charged earlier, Prosinia could have been taken many days earlier.

Wang Zhong gently kicked Bucephalas's belly, and the white horse ran again.

It left the village and rushed to a high ground next to the village. The main urban area of ​​Prosinia opened up in front of Wang Zhong, directly occupying almost the entire horizon.

Dozens of thick smoke rose from the urban area and reached the sky.

Wang Zhong suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves beside him. He turned his head and saw Crown Prince Ivan riding a maroon Don horse, slowly walking towards him, and the old Duke Rokossov riding the black horse at home.

The two stopped beside Wang Zhong and looked at the burning Prosinia with him.

Then Wang Zhong heard a familiar voice: "General, it's Prosinia!"

Yakov ran past Bucephalus, stopped in front of his horse, and pointed to the city in the distance: "We are finally here!"

The cold wind blew, and the end of the scarf that Yakov gave Wang Zhong around his neck fluttered in the wind.

The next moment, Wang Zhong saw the members of the first generation 422 crew supporting each other, appearing behind their three horses, standing side by side with Sergeant Major Gregory and his car.

There was also Alyosha who died in Loktov. He held the hand of the girl he loved and stood side by side in the afternoon sun and on the snow.

Wang Zhong felt something and took out a notebook full of names from his pocket.

In fact, since the first notebook was full, Wang Zhong stopped recording names because he couldn't remember them all, no matter how many notebooks were used.

There were many people who didn't know where they died or how they died.

The moment Wang Zhong opened the notebook, he saw thousands of people who died standing behind him, like an army of undead who were summoned.

This army was endless and covered the entire field.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came with flying snow all over the sky, which fascinated Wang Zhong's eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the army of undead disappeared, and only the scarf from Yakov was still swaying in the wind.

Sergeant Gregory: "Marshal?"

Wang Zhong: "I'm fine. I had some hallucinations - no, some beautiful imaginations. I imagined that those who sacrificed, those unknown heroes, are now with us."

Gregory: "If this is true, that would be great."

Wang Zhong: "Yes, if this is true, that would be great."

As he said this, he gently pinched Bucephalus's belly, and the white horse raised its front hooves high, howled to the sky, and then ran down the mountain, heading towards Prosinia.

Gregory hurriedly jumped on the jeep and followed the white horse down the mountain.

The sound of the jeep's engine made Wang Zhong hallucinate again. He heard thousands of troops following him.

Wang Zhong shouted loudly: "ALEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

It was obviously just one person and one horse, plus a jeep, but it had the momentum of a million troops.

On the afternoon of December 13, 1917, Marshal Alexei Konstantinovich Rokosov rushed into the Prosinia he had been thinking about.

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The bunker of the Prosin Palace.

Emperor Prosin suddenly opened the door of his office.

Marshal Celtic and his adjutant who were in the corridor looked at the emperor in surprise.

The marshal mistakenly thought that the emperor was going to see off the body of his court supervisor, and said, "We are tidying up his appearance..."

Emperor: "No, I want to go to the ground."

"What? The enemy has just finished the bombardment, and there are many fires in the palace. The fire brigade is-"

Emperor: "I want to go to the ground and sit on my throne. I feel that Rokosov is coming to me. Giles, come with me."

Marshal Celtic and his adjutant were both shocked and looked at the emperor in horror.

The emperor's eyes were focused, as if Giles, the red-haired best friend, was standing in the focus.

The emperor walked forward in square steps.