The troops landed and immediately folded up their parachute and started to form the offensive formation. The tank T-80 engine roars, together with BMP and BTR, charges to the battlefield. The dust that was brought by their charge is just like cavalry in the past, yet they can still be considered cavalry, just a modern one.
Infantry did not enter their IFV, but instead, like tradition, rode on it, just like how their father did in WW2, where they called this the tank desant. Of course, this tactic will cause higher casualties when engaging with enemy artillery, but also shorten the time for them to leave the vehicle and provide fire support.
Especially in the current situation, where the Orcs have no artillery and have already started running. When the tank army reached the battlefield, a couple of hundred thousand orcs were already escaping from the city and the battlefield. The vanguard did not hesitate to fire, looking up from the sky, it was just like a laser beam, penetrating one after another, leaving a path of blood.
Marshal Oleg is also airdropped following the first patch of the tank army troop. Even though, as a marshal, it is still normal to see a Soviet marshal or general appear on the front line. It might be a tradition, or it might be a poor communication problem.
After seeing that the Orcs are running from the battlefield, he immediately issued the order.
"Flank them, no single one of them should escape from here, they should face the penalty from us!"
Soon, a whole division of armored vehicles and personnel starts flanking them while the other continue to chase behind them. Tank crushing over the corpses and pieces of meat on the ground, the infantry starts to dismount from their vehicle.
The situation now is just like a Shepherd Dog herding the sheep, the Red Army is the Shepherd, and the Orcs are the sheep.
Only despair and fear are left to these orcs.
"Surrender! You are all these sinful creatures. Show your submission to the great motherland and the Red army, and receive the penalty from us to wash away your sin. Resist will make you have the same ending as your rotten king, where he is now hanging in the middle of our city, blowing in the wind or even worse, become a mashed orc."
The helicopters, which had run out of ammunition, flew over the fleeing Orcs and began to persuade them to surrender.
Orcs who have already lost all their morale and will to fight start to surrender. Many who are still escaping see it, also. They listened to the instruction, dropped their weapon and raised their hand in the air. Infantry pushed them aside, so that they are not blocking their way, or maybe some did not push them, and were just let them run over by tanks.
Of course, some stubborn ones refused to do it. The armoured wave that was charging met an orc wearing more luxury and heavier armor, with a weapon that was shining, standing in their way. The crew recognised it, it was the sign of magic, and realized he might be some senior officer in the Orcs who had a strong ability to fight. They heard about all these kinds of stories that had happened before.
The commander then decided to change their ammunition to APFSDS, to show some respect and attention to him. The 125mm cannon from the T-80 fires, APFSDS penetrate the orc's armor without feeling any resistance, flying out from behind the armor and continues to penetrate the other orcs who are still running.
Looking back at the Orcs standing in front of them, he disappeared, or maybe just became another common minced meat that can be seen from everywhere on the battlefield.
Aba Aba, a famous general of the Orcs, died in battle. Get flooded by the Soviets' mechanized torrent and waves.
The battle that continues seemed a bit boring. After the flanked division has completed the full encirclement of the Orcs, every Orc starts surrendering. The remaining works are just dealing with the orc prisoners, as there is such a big amount of them, 30,000 personnel is not enough. They can only wait for the reinforcement, and before that, they will need to pay full attention to these orcs.
At the same time, Marshal Oleg also entered the Eldario to meet with the elven King Eldarion. Looking at the old man in front of him, Eldarion's brain is still not that sober. What happened just now is just too terrible. Even the strong orcs can only be chased away by them; more importantly, there are not too many of them.
The arrogant 'God of Death' can only run away immediately when he sees their fighter planes. Thinking of what he has seen previously, the Soviet Nukes, Eldarion in his heart, already understand that the fate of the Elves will be the same as the Orcs, showing submission to the Soviet Union.
Oleg salutes Eldarion and starts to introduce himself.
"Marshal Oleg Aleksandrovich Losik, representing the Red Army and the Soviet Union, saluting you."
"Marshal? How would a marshal appear in the front together with the vanguard?"
"It is a tradition of our army. Only when an officer appears in the front will he know the situation of the enemies and have better command."
Eldarion nodded his head, he understood the Soviet more well now, at least he knew that the Soviet are not afraid of death. If the general is not, then same for the soldiers.
"We have some casualties during the battles, and have fought for the whole day. My men are tired and hungry. Could you let them enter the city and prepare a base for them? We did not bring many things to live outside the city, as we are rushing to the battlefield here." Oleg asks about his requirements.
Here it comes, the Soviet Union has shown its teeth. Eldarion thinks about it. After they entered, will they leave? He has the answer inside his heart, but regardless of what, they came here to save them; it is impossible for him not to let them enter, right? They can't do anything to the Red Army anyway; the Soviets now even ask for their permission. They could have just done it themselves.
"Sure, I will ask my man to prepare. The citizens and defenders of the city will appreciate you all showing up on time, saving our lives."