Chapter 1271: Complete Victory

The Cossack Cavalry, this time four thousand men came.

Yes, four thousand men.

For the Cossack Cavalry, this was already a force equivalent to an army group.

There had never been such a thing before.

Previously, a Cossack Cavalry unit of a few hundred men was a nightmare for every village and town.

This time, Ruslan had already attached enough importance to these Black Devil Army soldiers.

But it was still not enough.

The two thousand Cossack Cavalry responsible for charging were being depleted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, under the Longyan Equipment worn by the Chukchi and before the battle formation from Longyan, their charges, their mobility, their weapons, their fury, and their roars all appeared so powerless.

Of course, the Chukchi were also being depleted.

But their depletion was much less than that of the Cossack Cavalry.

The Chukchi had also learned their lesson; just as Narisong said, as long as they executed the battle formation perfectly, they would achieve victory. Therefore, after the war had lasted for a full four hours, the two-thousand-strong Cossack army had only half left. But looking at the Chukchi side, no matter how many people there were, this Mandarin Duck Formation remained just as solid.

The Cossack Cavalry were becoming fewer and fewer.

The speed at which the battle formation advanced was becoming faster and faster.

Corpses lay everywhere, and blood flowed like a river.

The entire snowfield seemed to have been dyed red by human blood.

"This..."

"What are we going to do!"

"Tell us quickly what to do!"

The Cossack Cavalry defending in the village were suddenly all in a panic. Especially those few leaders—who could withstand this? These Cossack Cavalry were all their private wealth; in the past, wherever they went, they could plunder enough wealth to live in luxury, but today, if their cavalry were all consumed here, what would they do in the future?

Could they still win?

Everyone's heart was filled with pessimistic emotions.

"Withdraw them, let them withdraw!"

The leaders of these two thousand Cossack Cavalry were all going mad. Then they began to curse Ruslan on the spot, scolding him for abusing his power for private gain, deliberately using their troops to wear down the opponent while his own soldiers huddled in the village.

This left Ruslan very bewildered.

But he knew this was also to be expected. What kind of people were these Cossack Cavalry? They were a bunch of selfish people, a bunch of people who only gathered together because of interests; when the interests began to collapse, their ranks also began to collapse.

In his ears were the angry curses and scorn of these leaders.

Ruslan was truly desperate this time.

On the spot, several leaders took the Cossack Cavalry guarding the city, seized some military supplies, and left in a hurry. They wanted to leave this place of trouble at the first opportunity.

In an instant, another thousand Cossack Cavalry left. Dukuba had almost no cavalry left to defend here.

Finally.

One thousand.

Eight hundred...

Five hundred.

Three hundred...

These people had already begun to disregard their own companions. How could they care! If they left a step late, they would die here!

"Kill!"

"Charge over!"

Zhai Shiqing and Narisong discovered this situation immediately, and Narisong's excitement was naturally beyond words. He finally gave the order for a general offensive, and thus, the defensive Mandarin Duck Formation began to turn into an offensive Mandarin Duck Formation. Charging this time, the remaining Cossack Cavalry on the battlefield could no longer stop them.

The war situation underwent a complete transformation.

From the beginning, when the Cossack Cavalry surrounded the Chukchi battle formation, to now, the Chukchi, without horses, were chasing the Cossack Cavalry and starting to kill.

Things in this world are just that strange.

The Heavenly Way has its cycles.

At this moment, it was not just the Chukchi who launched a frantic pursuit of them; a group of militia and villagers from the village, who had run out from who knows where, also began to join the ranks of the pursuit and slaughter. Suddenly, these Cossack Cavalry were all stunned.

At this, not only did the Chukchi launch a frantic pursuit against them, but a group of Militia and villagers, appearing from who knows where, also began to join the ranks of the pursuit and slaughter. Suddenly, these Cossack Cavalry were all dumbfounded.

You always treated us like masters!

You have always treated us like masters to be catered to!

However, these villagers had long harbored deep grievances against them. When the Cossacks ruled them, life was so difficult they were about to starve to death; their own wives could become playthings for these people at any time, and their own children would be forcibly conscripted by them to become bandits. How could they not hate them in their hearts? Seeing that the Cossack Cavalry's failure was inevitable, they could not help but rush out.

However, these villagers had long harbored deep grievances against them; when the Cossacks ruled over them, life was so difficult they were on the verge of starvation, their own wives could become playthings between these men's legs at any moment, and their own children would be forcibly conscripted to become bandits—how could they not hate them in their hearts? Seeing that the defeat of the Cossack Cavalry was inevitable, they could not help but rush out.

"Kill them!"

But the Cossack Cavalry were, after all, the Cossack Cavalry; when they got angry, these people still could not stop them. For a time, many militia and villagers holding crude weapons were killed. But you cannot stop such a large number of people! There was a sea of people, and no one knew exactly how many had gathered. Among them were naturally the village chief and militia of Ano Village.

But the Cossack Cavalry were, after all, the Cossack Cavalry; when they flew into a rage, these people still could not stop them, and for a time, many Militia and villagers holding crude weapons were killed. But you cannot stop such a multitude! It was a sea of people, and there was no telling exactly how many had gathered. Naturally, among them were the village chief of Ano Village and the Militia.

The war horses naturally could not gallop. When the Cossack Cavalry lost their war horses, they were just a bunch of trash. Without impact, without mobility, and even while on horseback, their ability to act was restricted. Thus, the scene was reversed once again. When quantitative change reaches a certain degree, qualitative change occurs.

These War Horses naturally could not gallop. When the Cossack Cavalry lost their War Horses, they were just a bunch of trash. Without impact, without mobility, they were even restricted in their own movements while on horseback. Thus, the situation reversed once again. When quantitative change reaches a certain degree, qualitative change will occur.

The five thousand Chukchi began the slaughter.

The entire area outside Dukuba became a slaughterhouse. Blood began to dye the earth and the snowfield red.

Everyone knew that the Chukchi had won this battle.

At this time, Ruslan could only helplessly take his troops and leave Dukuba.

The village chief and civilians of Dukuba had long since raised the Chukchi flag, welcoming the arrival of these people.

The village chief and commoners of Dukuba had long since raised the flags of the Chukchi, welcoming the arrival of these people.

One afternoon.

In just one afternoon, this war came to an end.

According to statistics, this was the most disastrous record for the Cossack Cavalry since the name first appeared in this world. In this battle, over fifteen hundred Cossack Cavalry died on the spot, and five hundred were injured; in other words, not a single Cossack Cavalry soldier who fought outside the city escaped. They could have fled, but they were forcibly intercepted by these villagers and Militia.

How much evil they had committed in the Siberia region back then.

Now, they must pay it back a hundredfold.

The Chukchi finally took the last step and stepped into Dukuba, which they had lost for nearly two hundred years.

At this moment, everyone could not help but let their tears fly.

They had won!

They, the Chukchi, had finally won! They had finally taken back the land that belonged to them, the glory that belonged to them, and the dignity that belonged to them!

This battle was an absolute, complete victory.

No one knew how much of an impact this battle would have on the future of Tsarist Russia.

Even Tsarist Russia itself did not know yet.