Yang Mingzhi finally lay on the ground, and now he stretched out his arms, with his wife on his left and Natasha on his right. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info's arm was used as a pillow for the girl, and it was clear that they were both very tired and quickly curled up to sleep.

"You two are really soft, it stands to reason that I can massage you to dispel some fatigue, so let's do it now." Yang Mingzhi muttered to himself, perhaps his wife understood this meaning in a daze. One of her legs was very restlessly raised, directly on Yang Mingzhi's stomach, and her arm was also raised to her chest, as if she was hugging a big pillow.

One restless, the other more restless!

The moonlight sprinkled on the delicate little faces of the two of them, and the wheezing sound simply came and went because of the exertion.

"Drunk and lying on the battlefield, how many people have come back to fight in ancient times? I'm the luckiest man in this battle. Hugging their waists, Yang Mingzhi also closed his eyes.

The night was silent, only the sound of the wind and the snoring of soldiers.

The news of the victory in the battle had not yet reached the division headquarters in the swamps, and Yevlov had just finished the battle and sent heralds to ride all the way south. The horses were captured from the Germans, and ninety of them were unscathed. In order to avoid complications, the heralds sent out a total of ten people, and they rode horses and traveled in the starry night, and theoretically arrived the next morning.

It stands to reason that these mounted infantry relied on captured cartridge horses and found it difficult to move quickly. In order to get the news of the victory back as quickly as possible, each herald rode and pulled one horse, acting like a nomad.

People do not sleep, and horses cannot rest under the urging of the whip.

The ten men marched all the way south and walked along the forest road all night until they were detected by the sentries who were routinely on guard on the outskirts of the base area.

The early morning light shone on the land, and the heralds figured out their location, and they were getting closer and closer to the blacksmith village.

Because of this, the tired men and horses slowed down, and after a little more wandering they were about to enter the village. However, they also knew that such a swaggering walk would be the first to be discovered by the sentinels.

No, a few soldiers with loaded guns came out of the woods, and they also walked leisurely with their guns in their hands, and took over with the heralds.

"Are you from Black Earth Village? We are responsible for the vigilance of this area. The cavalry was still ready to wait for the order to act. ”

The sentries apparently thought of themselves as Volmansky's men, and one of the heralds reluctantly laughed: "Comrade! You're mistaken! We are from the front, and the enemy has been destroyed! We are the first to come back to deliver the news of victory. ”

"We've won?" The Sentinel's eyes widened immediately.

"Yes! We're really tired, and we ran all night just to deliver this good news. Today, the large army will retreat, and a few of us must go to see the political commissar immediately. ”

"Okay, we'll lead the way!" With that, a sentry motioned to borrow a horse. The men were all experienced in horseback riding, and under their guidance, all the heralds arrived at the blacksmith village at eight o'clock in the morning.

At this time, the village was still very quiet, for no other reason, most of the villagers were evacuated to shelters in the forest, and there were only militiamen left behind in the village, and some of the production personnel of the arsenal.

The headquarters of the 284th Division remained here, and Yerentina took over from Yevlov in charge of all affairs of the army. As for civil affairs, since the Gomel underground city committee was withdrawn here, they immediately reopened, and with professional government personnel, Yerentina knew that her busiest time would finally be over.

Early in the morning, Yerenkina was still reviewing some documents about the livelihood of the villagers during the evacuation.

She suddenly heard a noise outside the door, and the neighing of horses. Just when I was inexplicable, an uninvited guest barged in.

Yerenkina was stunned for a moment, and then stared carefully at the disheveled and panting fellow. Before she could ask, the man saluted and snatched the white.

"Report Comrade Political Commissar! Comrade Division Commander ordered us to report to you that we have won this battle! Of the four regiments dispatched by the enemy, three broke and fled, and one was completely annihilated! ”

"What? You repeat?! ”

"Comrade Commissar!" The herald accentuated, "Division Commander Yevlov ordered us to rush back to deliver the news, this second battle of Pripet, we have achieved a complete victory!" ”

Like a spring, Yerenkina stood up, "I knew that our army would definitely win, but I didn't expect to win now?" ”

"Yes. The decisive battle was just yesterday, and I still have a letter from the division commander here. As he spoke, the herald took out a piece of paper from the sack he was carrying cross-body and handed it in.

Yeretina and Yevlov had long been physically related, including his notes.

I saw that the words came from his hand, and the content recorded was very touching.

"It's wonderful! Now I should urgently convene a meeting to meet our comrades who have returned victoriously! Yerenkina tried to keep her composure, but she was really excited to death.

She waved her hand for the herald to go down and rest, paced out of the office herself, and immediately beckoned her men to gather all the commanders of the remaining troops in the blacksmith village.

In this way, Joshua and Sashanova, who had withdrawn first, rushed over, accompanied by Kharkov from the junior battalion. In addition to this, only a few very old militias remained, and their commanders were also under the command.

At this time, Lyudbalev learned about the front from the chattering soldiers. "I really can't imagine that this 284th Division, relying on a patchwork army, actually defeated the enemy's attack of 10,000 people! I now genuinely believe that their results from last year are completely real. Lyudbalev made a temporary move, put down his official duties, and went to attend a meeting presided over by the political commissar of the division.

Yerentina, of course, these uninvited people were welcome, both those who should have come and those who should not, and she decisively read Yevlov's letter, which cheered everyone up.

Joy was written on everyone's faces, and Yerenkina said, "This is a great victory. The division commander and deputy division commander acted decisively in operation, and the tactics used were very efficient, counting from the time Nicklaus's armored battalion attacked our army, the enemy dispatched more than 11,000 troops, resulting in a loss of 7,000 personnel! Note that the number of dead enemy numbers is more than 6,000 based on the dog tags and helmets collected, and this is true of the enemy's loss of strength when missing and prisoners of war are included. This is nothing short of a miracle of war. ”

The results of the battle are not just words that can be reflected, such killing data can shock the high-level command anywhere! The same partisans, Lyudbalev knew that Tchaikov's partisan brigade was difficult to carry out high-intensity operations, and as a result, in a state of war, this unit was temporarily incorporated into the combat sequence of the 284th Division. The battle was won in the end, and the troops that were originally inferior in combat also achieved brilliant results, which is incredible.

So Lyudbalev had to question: "Comrade Yerentina! I believe that the 284th Guards Division was victorious, but this result was completely beyond imagination. If the enemy was wounded and killed together at 7,000 men, I believe that. But the enemy is dying so much! Do you know what that means? (To be continued.) )