The tank troops acted as the vanguard, advancing from north to south. At a speed of 80 kilometers per day, it would take three days to completely seal off the entire central group's retreat.

"Normally speaking, in wartime! The distance traveled by tanks and armored units in a day is almost 80 kilometers."

"Eighty kilometers...!" Frederick and Bismarck gasped at the same time.

The speed was so fast that the Prussian army could only march 40 kilometers a day.

These are still elite troops with strong bodies, and ordinary troops only march at a speed of thirty kilometers per day.

Notice!

This is pure marching speed, rather than attacking and advancing like the Ming army.

"The frontline reports that it is snowing heavily in Russia. In most areas of Kursk, the snow is up to the knees."

Moltke was relatively calm because he had carefully studied the Ming army's battle to annihilate the Poles.

The marching speed of the Ming army mentioned by Kong Tingxun did not exceed his expectations.

In his mind, the Ming army could even advance faster.

“The snow up to the knees will not have much impact on tracked vehicles.

Oh, the tracks are how the tank travels."

"Oh!" Bismarck nodded. He had seen tractors when he went to Daming and knew what the tracks were like.

"What about the infantry? They are just tanks charging in, don't they care about the infantry behind them?" Mao Qi, the chief of general staff, asked immediately after hearing Kong Tingxun's words.

"The infantryman sat in a trailer made of iron, with four wheels underneath and was pulled by a tractor.

Although traveling in the wild is a bit difficult, it is still no problem to keep up with the marching speed of the tank troops.

When I was in the Ming Dynasty, I saw tank troops marching.

On the high-standard roads of the Ming Dynasty, tank troops could even march forty kilometers in one hour.

The distance traveled in the wild is a bit different, but the Kursk area does not have overly complex terrain.

Moreover, now that winter is here, the ground has frozen hard and the rivers have a thick layer of ice, so the tank troops can march without restraint.

If there is no battle, marching twenty kilometers per hour will be no problem at all.

Even in combat, it can advance at a minimum speed of ten kilometers per hour.

The north-south branch troops must be commanded by Li Xiao's most loyal generals Ao Canghai and Man Gui.

The First Cavalry Division under Man Gui was formerly the Cavalry Division. Because he was a loyal supporter of Li Xiao, his troops were the first to be equipped with the most advanced tanks.

Known as the best army in the world among the Ming army!

Ao Canghai's First Expeditionary Force, although the tanks did not have an elite cavalry division.

But the First Expeditionary Force was large in number, almost 100,000 strong.

It is composed of the Aocanghai Army's First Division, which can be regarded as a gathering of the elite of the Ming Army.

I've seen the battle reports. They have been resting in Moscow and have not participated in any battles recently.

Equipment and personnel will only be strengthened without loss."

Having said this, Kong Tingxun paused and looked at the big bosses.

The office suddenly became quiet. Bismarck, Frederick and Moltke looked at me and I looked at you.

Their eyes were all the same, showing no hope for the outcome of the battle.

"Go on." Bismarck looked at Kong Tingxun with encouraging eyes.

"Uh...!" Kong Tingxun took a deep breath and organized some thoughts.

"According to my understanding of the Ming army, this battle must have been planned by Li Xiao himself. This is in line with his character!

Your Excellency, the Chief of General Staff, just said that it is snowing knee-deep in that place right now.

This means that Li Xiao took advantage of the heavy snow to launch an attack.

This level of snow did not have a big impact on the Ming army. At most, it would only slow down their advance.

But it was fatal to the Austro-Hungarian army, because they were all infantry. It was very difficult for infantry on foot to walk in knee-deep snow!

This means that it is impossible for the Austro-Hungarian army to withdraw before the encirclement is closed.

We need to be prepared for the complete annihilation of the Austro-Hungarian army."

Kong Tingxun felt that he could finally use his talent and talk about the map.

"Is it really that bad?" Although it was a question, everyone knew in their hearts that the Austro-Hungarian army was doomed this time.

Kong Tingxun was right, it would be very difficult for infantry to move in knee-deep snow.

The Ming army specially chose a day like this to launch an attack!

"Not only that, I believe it is a hundred and fifty kilometers deep.

The Ming army is attacking on multiple fronts, and within a few days, the Kursk coalition forces will be cut into several unrelated pieces and then eaten piece by piece."

"In this case, we must take action immediately. Either rescue the coalition forces in Kursk or attack Moscow.

I think Moscow's defense should be fragile now." Moltke stood up and looked at Frederick and said.

Obviously, he now wants to take advantage of Moscow's military vacuum to capture Moscow in one fell swoop.

"I'm afraid this will be difficult. You just said it's snowing. Marching in the snow will be very slow for us!

When I rushed to Kursk to participate in the battle, I couldn't keep up with the speed.

Attack Moscow...!

When I was still in the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty had already issued an order to recruit soldiers. The number of newly recruited soldiers reached one million!

However, the Ming Dynasty had a habit of allowing soldiers to undergo two months of training before being allowed to go to the battlefield.

Judging by the time, these soldiers can appear on the battlefield. In this battle of Kursk, the Ming army obviously does not need to dispatch so many troops.

If our army encounters a strong blockage under the city of Moscow, and the Ming army’s tank troops destroy the coalition forces without suffering much losses...!"

As Kong Tingxun spoke, he drew a line from Kursk to Moscow.

"You mean, they will attack our army's rear?" Moltke's expression suddenly became solemn.

"If it was Li Xiao commanding, he would definitely do this.

What he likes to do most is not face-to-face positional battles, but launching attacks from the rear of the army.

Our army left the Dnieper River defense line with Smolensk as its core and encountered tanks in the wild. The losses would be very heavy.

There is no hope of victory, and the Poles are learning from their mistakes."

"Impossible, the great Prussian warriors will never be slaughtered as easily as the Poles." Moltke roared.

He is a standard supporter of Germanic racial superiority, and he cannot tolerate this yellow-skinned Oriental.

Compare the good Germans to those filthy Polish pigs!

"Mr. Chief of General Staff, if you were to lead soldiers, how many troops would it take to annihilate 450,000 Poles and how long would it take?"

"snort!

With the same force, it can be solved within a month."

Frederick and Bismarck looked at each other. They both knew that the Prussian army was not actually that powerful.

But at this time, it is impossible for them to talk.

Kong Tingxun smiled, pointed to Minsk on the map and said: "The Ming army only used 150,000 people, and it took less than half a month."

"Uh...!" Moltke was speechless at this moment, because this was the Smolensk annihilation battle that had just happened a few months ago.

It was in this battle that the Polish army suffered a devastating blow.

“Kong… Hans!

So tell me, what strategy should we use now?"

"There is no need for rescue by the coalition forces in the encirclement, because perhaps our side has just mobilized.

They have surrendered or been wiped out.
Chapter completed!