Chapter Seventy-Five: The Priest Arrives
After a few days of training, Koval and the second battalion he led finally became familiar with the techniques of mountain warfare, although the technique was still relatively rough, but in Europe, where trench warfare and general warfare were popular, only a few troops had specialized training in this area. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Koval was finally able to take them out of the army and fight with confidence.
On the morning of the 26th, a passenger ship flying the American flag sailed openly along the Neris River to Vilnius. General Vilko and Koval held a grand welcoming ceremony at the port.
"Hello, honorable Father John," Koval greeted from behind General Vilco.
The mustachioed priest nodded to John, gestured, and continued to wave to the many believers below. The entire dock was filled with thousands of Catholics, including merchants, workers, craftsmen, and peasants, all of whom lined up to welcome Father Larry John.
After the priest had given a brief speech at the pier, everyone gathered around the priest and headed towards the Vilnius Cathedral. All the people stood on both sides of the street cheering for Father John.
"I didn't know I would be so popular? How do you do that? Father John whispered to Coval.
Koval smiled and said, "We're just going to publicize your story in advance, and then let our police notify every street and every village." ”
"Thank you very much, this is the biggest welcome ceremony I've ever had." Father John said.
After a series of rituals, Koval was already dizzy as he watched from the sidelines. In the evening, after not knowing how many groups of believers he had received, Father John finally saw the crowd outside the church door disperse.
"Father, I never thought you'd come here in such a way?" Koval said to Father John, and the two men stood in a secret room inside the church.
"I received your letter and found out that Vilnius Cathedral was missing a bishop, and that I was a priest, which was simply an opportunity given to me by God." The mustache held up a glass of wine and savored it.
"But Vilnius is not very safe, we have to fight with Lithuanian independents and Soviets, and the most dangerous thing is that Soviet Russia in the west will not give up here easily." "It's very easy to come here, but it's hard to leave," Koval said solemnly. ”
"I never wanted to leave here. I've been waiting for such an opportunity for a long time, and I don't want to wait until my old teeth are out to become bishop. Father John laughed, "And I believe in you, Victor, that you will be able to protect the city." ”
"Of course I'm willing to protect the city, but now I'm just a small battalion commander, and there's very little I can do." Koval took a sip of wine and said, "Moreover, when the Russians deal with the White Army next year, they will definitely concentrate all their forces to the west, just like the Mongols marching westward, which will be the greatest threat to Poland." ”
"Your merits have been reported, I have heard of your exploits, you led a battalion of troops with the 4,000 militia of General Vilko to defeat thousands of Soviet soldiers, and almost intact the reclaim of the great city of Vilnius, and soon you will be promoted. Come and have a toast and celebrate that we are all about to achieve our dreams. Father John said, holding up his glass.
Koval raised his glass and touched it, and drank it down.
Repeat and wait for reissuance.
After a few days of training, Koval and the second battalion he led finally became familiar with the techniques of mountain warfare, although the technique was still relatively rough, but in Europe, where trench warfare and general warfare were popular, only a few troops had specialized training in this area. Koval was finally able to take them out of the army and fight.
On the morning of the 26th, a passenger ship flying the American flag sailed openly along the Neris River to Vilnius. General Vilko and Koval held a grand welcoming ceremony at the port.
"Hello, honorable Father John," Koval greeted from behind General Vilco.
The mustachioed priest nodded to John, gestured, and continued to wave to the many believers below. The entire dock was filled with thousands of Catholics, including merchants, workers, craftsmen, and peasants, all of whom lined up to welcome Father Larry John.
After the priest had given a brief speech at the pier, everyone gathered around the priest and headed towards the Vilnius Cathedral. All the people stood on both sides of the street cheering for Father John.
"I didn't know I would be so popular? How do you do that? Father John whispered to Coval.
Koval smiled and said, "We're just going to publicize your story in advance, and then let our police notify every street and every village." ”
"Thank you very much, this is the biggest welcome ceremony I've ever had." Father John said.
After a series of rituals, Koval was already dizzy as he watched from the sidelines. In the evening, after not knowing how many groups of believers he had received, Father John finally saw the crowd outside the church door disperse.
"Father, I never thought you'd come here in such a way?" Koval said to Father John, and the two men stood in a secret room inside the church.
"I received your letter and found out that Vilnius Cathedral was missing a bishop, and that I was a priest, which was simply an opportunity given to me by God." The mustache held up a glass of wine and savored it.
"But Vilnius is not very safe, we have to fight with Lithuanian independents and Soviets, and the most dangerous thing is that Soviet Russia in the west will not give up here easily." "It's very easy to come here, but it's hard to leave," Koval said solemnly. ”
"I never wanted to leave here. I've been waiting for such an opportunity for a long time, and I don't want to wait until my old teeth are out to become bishop. Father John laughed, "And I believe in you, Victor, that you will be able to protect the city." ”
"Of course I'm willing to protect the city, but now I'm just a small battalion commander, and there's very little I can do." Koval took a sip of wine and said, "Moreover, when the Russians deal with the White Army next year, they will definitely concentrate all their forces to the west, just like the Mongols marching westward, which will be the greatest threat to Poland." ”
"Your merits have been reported, I have heard of your exploits, you led a battalion of troops with the 4,000 militia of General Vilko to defeat thousands of Soviet soldiers, and almost intact the reclaim of the great city of Vilnius, and soon you will be promoted. Come and have a toast and celebrate that we are all about to achieve our dreams. Father John said, holding up his glass.
Koval raised his glass and touched it, and drank it down.