Yegorov was standing by the window watching the west, seemingly unafraid of the enemy's artillery fire.
The main reason was that the three-story Boye mansion he was in was quite sturdy, and the 75mm infantry artillery might not necessarily take it down.
Even more robust was the main building of the winery; perhaps the Prussians had not anticipated such a solid reinforced concrete structure in such a small village.
Yegorov had it all figured out, if they really could not hold on, they would withdraw to the winery and resist relying on the solid building.
It was at that moment, amidst the enemy's cannon fire and explosions, that he heard a different kind of artillery sound.
"Is the tank firing?" Yegorov turned his head to look behind him—at the east.
After a second of hesitation, Yegorov quickly moved to the window on the eastern side.
Because the building blocked his view, he couldn't see the tank, but he could see the smoke set up by the enemy on the eastern plains.
