The Fourth Calamity never believed in the steel torrent!

Chapter 96 Cheer up, we can't let this momentum die down!
Huh? What the heck? This Russian version of Zhang Fei is actually my teacher?

Upon hearing this, Andrei's expression instantly became tense and embarrassed, but Yelena quickly explained Andrei's amnesia.

"Ouch, what bad luck, got blown up in the head by a cannonball?"

Upon hearing this, the cavalry officer quickly pulled Andrei over, removed his hat, and carefully examined his forehead, vaguely noticing a small scar.

Although Yelena hadn't completely healed the wound on his head at that time, as Andrei's body became semi-player-like, the wound on his head naturally recovered, leaving only a trace.

"It's alright, you seem fine. Your little nun must have treated you, right?"

After confirming that Andrei's head seemed to be fine, he patted Andrei's shoulder heavily and then put the hat back on Andrei.

"You should be glad that you weren't seriously injured after being hit in the head by a shell. I remember one of my comrades was hit by shrapnel from a flying shell, which sliced ​​off half of his head, and half of his brain came out!"

"But you have amnesia... so you don't even recognize me?"

Andrei shrugged, shook his head with a wry smile, and said:

"I'm sorry, teacher, I really don't recognize you now. I can't even remember who my father is."

Seeing the expression on Andrei's face, he immediately understood, then cleared his throat and said:
"Alright, since that's the case, let me reintroduce myself. I am Semyon Konstantinovich Mikhailov, Colonel of the Imperial Cavalry and your cavalry tactics instructor!"

"But then again, I feel like you haven't attended many of my classes. Every time you're in my class, you shrink into a corner, as if you want to disappear on the spot. You can fall asleep in a minute. I even wonder if you remembered me before you lost your memory?"

What could Andrei say about this? He felt so embarrassed by his own laughter!

However, judging from Andrei's behavior, Colonel Mikhailovich knew that Andrei had indeed really lost his memory.

Since Andrei missed his class the first time when the whole class was present, he deliberately kicked open Andrei's bedroom door after class, dragged him, who was still naked, to the school field to run laps, and whipped him if he didn't run!

From then on, Andrei never missed a class again, and every time he would sit in the front row, even though he didn't listen very attentively, for fear of being mistaken for an absentee.

Andrei had no idea that the cavalry major in front of him was actually testing him with a mix of brute force and cunning. He just couldn't help but mentally complain about the cavalry colonel's name. Why was it Konstantinovich again?
Well, it seems that Constantine in this world is a very common name, just like on Earth, and so is Semyon; they're practically everywhere.

After exchanging a few words, the colonel began to inquire about Andrei's entire experience in the battle.

To be honest, he was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Andrei, who seemed like a carefree and unrestrained nobleman, would become a hero after losing his memory to a shell on the battlefield.

However, when he heard Andrei answer the entire battle fluently, and although his answers in some places sounded like those of a layman, overall he was no longer the empty-headed idiot he once was, a smile appeared on his lips.

Although he didn't think that Lieutenant Colonel Unrey, who had once been his old comrade-in-arms, would be a scoundrel who would deliberately fabricate military achievements for his son in order to curry favor with General Vorontsov, he still had to be wary.

He hadn't seen Unelle for so many years; who knows what he'd become in all that time? People change!
After exchanging a few words, Colonel Mikhailovich pointed to the road and then said to Andrei and Lieutenant Colonel Unere, who had also come over:
"Alright, now that you've withdrawn and annihilated an entire enemy armored battalion, that's enough for you to report back to the rear. Now you can retreat towards Pskov."

"Although you blew up the bridge and blocked their bridge-building forces, those guys' bridge-building mechs could appear at any time, and it seems that another bridge has already fallen!"

"I'll lead my troops in a charge and see if we can retake the bridge. If we can, we will; if not, we'll retreat immediately!"

After saying this, he led his cavalry legion away. The vast cavalry, combined with the mechs, created a magnificent spectacle. Andrei, meanwhile, was recalling the place name the colonel had mentioned earlier, feeling that the name sounded strangely familiar.

If he remembered correctly, Pskov was a northern city in the Soviet Union, and it happened to be located on the offensive route of the German Army Group North.

So, could it be that the world I've transmigrated into is actually a heavily modified version of Earth?

Forget it, I'll stop thinking about it now and just keep running!
After returning, Andrei felt he needed to rest and recuperate with the other troops. After such a battle, even if his body wasn't physically exhausted, he was truly mentally drained.

Despite being mentally exhausted, he still stands tall and appears full of energy, because he knows that the morale of the troops cannot be allowed to dissipate.

Given the Black Hawk Empire's current offensive, this battle seems far from over, so they must stay alert and also boost the morale of their other allied forces.

As they got closer to the city, Andrei also saw more and more friendly troops.

Although his division was almost completely wiped out, many friendly units managed to evacuate successfully, and not all of his troops were surrounded by the enemy.

However, the morale of these friendly forces was clearly low.

It wasn't just a matter of exhaustion; Andrei heard a lot of complaints in these units, and many soldiers seemed confused.

This won't do! War is all about fighting for your principles!

No matter how heavy the losses, as long as the morale is still high, this unit has a chance to make a comeback.

But if this momentum is broken and the morale of the troops is destroyed, then the defeat will truly be catastrophic.

Just like during the War of Resistance against Japan, the Battle of Shanghai was extremely fierce, and Nanjing was even more blood-soaked.

Even though the losses were devastating, the soldiers' morale did not falter. They still harbored a deep-seated resentment and a desire for revenge. In comparison, although Xiao Rizi had won, their fighting spirit had been completely extinguished.

Thinking of this, Andrei quickly shouted to the soldiers around him:

"Soldiers, cheer up! Everyone, heads held high, chests out, march in unison!"

"Remember, we achieved a brilliant victory before. We annihilated an entire enemy armored battalion. No one else has ever done that before!"

"So don't be so downcast! We've won a great battle, so show us your spirit and energy!"

"Justice will ultimately triumph over evil, and the Black Hawk Empire will never make us submit! Hurrah—!"

Indeed, no matter when, Ula is always a good medicine for the Russians.

As soon as Andrei began, the surrounding soldiers immediately joined in the shout:
"Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah—!"

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(End of this chapter)