A large amount of artillery fire covered the entire village. The Western Army's command response was very slow. Their command post was bombed several times before the artillery began to prepare to counterattack and prepare for a cannon battle with the Pu army.
By the time they had obtained the information on the target, the Pu army had already finished their barrage of artillery fire. They had directly plowed through the entire village and were now moving.
The artillery shells of the western army, which had been late, landed on the empty emplacement. It was a blind shot.
Cortez was also seriously injured in the bombardment and was urgently sent to the field hospital for treatment. However, before the operation could begin, he died.
The Western Army's command center had been destroyed. This was something they had not expected. All of a sudden, the various divisions were in chaos. Without a powerful figure to call for them, the various divisions did not know what to do. Should they continue to attack or retreat?
Franco had even sent his most elite personal guards to hold the line. They had killed many deserters before they managed to hold back the retreat. At the critical moment, the other party suddenly retreated. He felt a faint joy in his heart. They were going to win.
In Malaga, Li Zihao was tasting Darjeeling black tea. Finally, there was good news. The bag was completed.
Only the armored forces were blocked outside the town of Trico. This was not perfect because the enemy could slip out from the road beside it.
"Tell Rommel not to worry. Even if we can't wipe them out, we can eat their main force.”Li Zihao drew a big circle around Hahn City, leaving only a small opening in the northeast.
Of course, the Spanish troops could also run to the deep mountains on both sides, but the result would be similar to the Savage Mountain. Whether they could get out alive would depend on God.
"Mount the bayonet and attack."
On the battlefield, Franco received a telegram from Rommel. It turned out that the old man had been blown up. No wonder.
Without a unified command, these government troops were defeated without exception. The command system was gone, so what else could they do?
This was simply courting death. This was very domineering, so a general could not be too conceited. Otherwise, it would cost the entire army.
Rommel drew on the map. They were all fighting well. He already knew what was going on. Trico Town was due to the terrain. It would be very troublesome if they did not take it down.
Moreover, the defenders were all ace troops. One was the infantry regiment, and the other was the crippled Guards Tank Brigade.
Just as he had expected, because the rebel army was pressing forward, a large number of government soldiers were squeezed into Hahn, which was more than ten miles away. A large number of soldiers were bombarded and attacked. They threw away their weapons, equipment, and trucks, and began to flee in disorder.
At this time, Trico Town's position was highlighted. It had become the only hope for the government soldiers.
Only when they were stopped did the defenders realize that they had lost the battle. Several generals had died. They had lost and the enemy was rushing over.
"You guys stay here and defend with us. We have to resist the enemy's attack. Otherwise, once this place is captured, we'll be finished.”
Even if they were defending, the retreating troops would still be bombarded by the enemy. The road was just beside the river.
Unless they gave up on transportation and chose to walk through the wheat field next to them.
"Move the cannons over and blow up all their means of transportation. The tanks will circle around the town and see if they can stop their retreat.”
"We can't, commander. Their tanks are still here. Our tanks have no advantage against their tanks.”
"Then we will request air support from the general. Our plan has failed. If we let the enemy escape, we will be court-martialed.”
On the road, many people were retreating. Many of them were in a panic and had no will to fight. In just a few days, they had experienced the feeling of falling from heaven to hell.
On November 9th, when the weather was turning cold, thousands of defeated soldiers swarmed into the town of Trico. They swept through the place like locusts.
When the dozens of Stukas appeared, everyone scattered and hid in the mountains and wheat fields. After a few days of bombing, they had learned a lot about avoiding air raids. They should not group up or stay with high-value targets. Those who did not understand this principle were already dead.
Seeing this, the Stukas had no choice but to throw the bombs into the town and shoot a wave of bullets. After killing hundreds of unlucky people, they flew away.
As soon as they flew away, the defeated soldiers appeared. They ignored their injured comrades and ran for their lives.
The daily artillery bombardment came again. The road had long been blown up, but it had been filled with soil and repaired to be very flat.
Nowadays, the Spanish had learned to drive at night.
They used the night to cover their escape. If it was daytime, those black crows would be their nightmare.
There were too many bodies. Many of the wrecked trucks and tanks were pushed aside, almost blocking the road and causing traffic.
If they could run, they would run. If they couldn't run, they would choose to surrender. As for those who died, they were unlucky.
Although the plan failed because the armored division failed to complete the mission, not many people could escape.
Fortunately, the air force played the most important role this time. These black figures would be the nightmare of these Spaniards for the rest of their lives, especially when they swooped down.
No wonder Li Zihao told him that the support of the air force was one of the most important factors to win.
Rommel was also thinking about why such a situation had happened. In the end, it was a matter of strength. If he was given another division, none of these people would be able to escape.
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