The Petropavlov regiment and Krasnov were old acquaintances, and during the October Revolution there was a bloody battle in the Don Valley. It was also in that battle that the Pyotrpavlov regiment played a majestic role, seriously wounded Karekin, and the director died on the way to escape, which led to Krasnov's succession.

To put it mildly, the two sides are enemies and have a narrow road. However, in the village of Dyadin, it was Boris's marines who withstood Krasnov's onslaught for several days. In any period, the Russian navy was stronger than the army, and even in today's chaotic times, Boris and his boys taught the Red Army brothers and the White Army what it means to be militant.

In the fierce fighting, the village of Dyadin was almost flattened, and the once green pine forest was turned into a hell of fire and smoke, and the village church was a scorched earth within a kilometer radius.

Broken walls, blown trees, and mutilated corpses were everywhere, and fierce battles broke out between the Red Army and the White Army over every crater, every broken wall, and every inch of land.

Even Boris, who has been in the army for many years, was shocked: "My command post is located in a fairly intact cellar, and the gunfire above my head has never stopped, and in just three days I have changed seven communicators, four of whom have been laid to rest in this muddy land, and the other two are lying a few meters away from me." Poor Alyosha, who was only nineteen years old, had an extremely long life ahead of him, and it was heartbreaking to think that he would have to spend the rest of his life in darkness......"

"Krasnov, this son of a bitch, I swear if I catch him. You must have choked this bastard into a dung pit...... This bastard turned out to use poison gas on the Russians. I'm his grandmother. Only a despicable German would have used such a cruel weapon...... I hate poison gas, a quarter of the lads have been poisoned by poison gas, more than half have lost their combat effectiveness, and the other half have gone to heaven because of poor protection...... Maybe there is no poison gas in heaven, maybe it's a relief! ”

Krasnov had done everything he could to make a way to escape, and he inhumanely fired a large number of poison gas bombs at the village of Dyadin, covering almost the entire village with phosgene, mustard and Lewis. Heavy casualties were inflicted on the villagers and the Red Marines.

If it weren't for the sudden change in the direction of the wind on the battlefield, coupled with a timely rain, Boris and his boys would have been more than lucky. Of course, Krasnov's atrocities also aroused great indignation among the Marine Corps soldiers, who gritted their teeth one by one, insisted on not retreating, and withstood the onslaught of the White Army.

There are many heroic stories that can be sung and cried, and even most of these heroes are unsung heroes, not that their names have been forgotten, but that most of the Marines have shed their blood on the battlefield. Less than one in ten for the rest of the war after the war. For them, that battle is the deepest scar in memory. No one wants to mention it. It was the White Army that recorded the heroic deeds of the Red Navy, and as an enemy, they were extremely impressed by the Red Navy's small and strong combat effectiveness.

Anton was an extremely ordinary soldier of the White Army, and during the battle, his company was responsible for attacking the village from the north, and they paid a quarter of the price of attrition in order to rush up the slope. Originally, he thought that after climbing the slope, the battle would be easier, but reality gave him a blow to the head.

After rushing up to the wooded slopes destroyed by artillery fire, the nightmare began, the Red Marines relied on houses and trees to beat them to the ground, and after a squad or platoon rushed in, it was like a stone thrown into the sea, and it did not stir up much waves.

Anton recalled: "I crawled with the squad leader to the village, and the brothers who went in before were basically finished, and the marksmanship of the Red Army marines was so good that they hid in the rubble, in the woods, and even pretended to be corpses. Once we enter their territory, we are killed with great precision. Right in front of my eyes, the skull of fellow Ilyich was torn open by a bullet, and the red and white splashed my face, and I was terrified......"

"Ilyich's death turned out to be just the beginning, and as we went deeper, the more rampant the snipers of the Red Army marines became, and within a hundred meters of the village, my infantry squad was left with me, the squad leader, and two other brothers, and we huddled together and trembled, and no one dared to raise their heads, or even move."

Fortunately, the brothers of the second company quickly followed, and with their support, the attack finally improved a little. As long as there is a stir, we will shoot like crazy until the last bullet in the magazine is finished. Of course, a better thing to do is to throw grenades, which are inherently intended for street fighting, but unfortunately, the quantities that are distributed to us are far from keeping up with the demand......"

"With the help of the Second Company, we swept forward, checking every house and every crater over and over again, and the dead people lying on the ground, regardless of uniform, were all re-gunned first...... The battle was very difficult, the Red Army resisted fiercely, and until the beginning of the battle, I have not seen a single Red Army surrender on its own initiative, and if it were me, I would have succumbed long ago...... At nine o'clock in the evening, after the third use of poison gas bombs above, we finally took the village north of the road completely, and I should have been happy and relieved, but my heart was very heavy...... When we surrounded the last stronghold of the Red Army in the north of the village, after we had been ruthlessly repulsed after two storms, and when we were about to use poison gas, the last Red Army defending the building staggered out......"

"We were all stunned, thinking that he was going to surrender, and to be honest, like him I thought he would have to surrender - he was blind in one eye, blood was seeping through the gauze, and his left hand was completely invisible, replaced by a tightly wrapped mass of gauze, and he moved out little by little with his rifle in his only remaining right hand."

"I will never forget the scene in my life, when this wounded soldier swaggered up to us, and just when we thought he was going to surrender, he smashed his rifle into a pile of splinters, and then looked up at us with the only remaining eye. He calmly said, 'I'm out of bullets.' And I've killed enough of you. Now, please send me to my comrades-in-arms ......'. ”

"I didn't believe that there were people who weren't afraid of death, but on that day, I knew that there were people like Zài in this world, who looked at death as home, who would never compromise and never surrender. Can we win against such people with iron will? This is not a problem. Because I know very well that we are going to lose...... Two days later, I surrendered, and since I could not defeat these men who were stronger than steel, the best thing to do was to surrender to them! ”

There were more than one or two similar examples, and in the village of Dyadin, the Red Marines forged a great wall of steel with flesh and blood, and held the last line of defense until the Petropav's regiment arrived to meet them.

Boris and his last remaining lads were carried out of the battlefield, and it can be said that even if they were lying on stretchers, they could scare the White Army. Face this group of the most determined fighters. The Pyotr Pavlov regiment gave 120,000 points of courtesy. After two days of rapid marching, they arrived at the battlefield, completely forgetting the fatigue of their bodies. They rushed to support and carry these most fearless warriors, as if they could gain supreme courage as long as they shook hands with them and touched them.

The arrival of Pyotr Pavlov greatly disappointed Krasnov, and just as he was about to take the village of Dyadin and was about to gain freedom, the uninvited group drove his troops back out of the village of Dyadin with machine guns and bayonets.

Such a scene Krasnov was all too familiar, in Mirerovo he had more than once learned the power of the Red Army reinforcements, and in the face of the wolf-like Prytrov regiment, he could not help but think: "Is this another Mirerovo here?" ”

Krasnov was not the only one who had similar thoughts, and in Shacht, more than 200 kilometers away, the White Army, which had fled from the southern front, was also met with stubborn resistance from the Red Navy, but the battle there was even more disparity between the enemy and our forces, and the fighting was more fierce.

The Red Navy arrived at Shacht with about a battalion, which was completely squeezed out of the teeth by Eberhardt, who had easily recaptured Shacht, but before they could finish their good fortune, they were besieged by about 10,000 White troops.

It was a real encounter, and the captain in command of the makeshift battalion only sent a half-cut telegram to Eberhardt for help, and then the battle broke out mercilessly. The officers and men of the Red Navy, who had rushed to the battle, looked so small and helpless in front of the white troops who were rushing in like a tide, and they were almost blocking the enemy's advance with their own bodies!

In just two hours, they had exhausted all their ammunition, and suffered more than half of the casualties, and in the face of the final onslaught of the White army, they had to fight the enemy with bayonets and sapper shovels, and after bloody hand-to-hand combat, the battalion suffered all but a few soldiers who had fainted from serious wounds.

The White army, which had run over from Shakht, split into two groups, one of which went north in an attempt to join the main forces of Titerichs, and the other fled directly in the direction of Volgodonsk.

"Shacht lost?"

Frunze, who learned about Shacht's battle, slapped the table directly: "This group of bastards of the Red Tenth Army!" What the hell is Klimant fighting! ”

His eyes fell on another telegram, which was sent by Voroshilov and Zhdanov, and the whole telegram depicted the grand occasion of the Red Tenth Army's reconquest of Donetsk in a sleek tone, and in an almost disgusting tone, it depicted the great victory that did not exist at all.

The two telegrams were placed together, Frunze felt that it was so dazzling, so disgusting to him, he had never hated his comrades in the party so much, but for those two shameless things, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Telegram to the Central Committee and report the truth about our situation here. I will not tolerate such shameless acts, and I will seek justice for the Red Navy officers who died in Kamensk, Dyadin and Shakht! ”

Frunze's telegram was immediately put on the Politburo's desk, and the five great elders, including Lenin, had never seen Frunze so angry again, and to put it mildly, it was angry.

The whole message scolded the Red Tenth Army and Voroshilov for a bloody squirt, and Frunze more than once described the big general with incompetent and stupid words. That kind of gnashing of teeth can be revealed from the message.

Lenin did not speak, because an hour earlier he had just received another telegram. The telegram had been sent by the same man whom Frunze had assessed as a fool. The recapture of Donetsk is, of course, good news. As the source of the White Army's rebellion, it does have considerable political significance. Recovering this place makes the central face quite bright.

When he received this telegram, Lenin was quite happy, and Voroshilov, who felt that he was unreliable, had finally fought a turnaround battle and finally fought for his breath. Even the Mentor felt that if he could recover Luhansk with a hot iron, he would not mind giving him a Red Banner Medal.

However, Frunze's call made the previous joy come to naught in an instant. The joy of recovering Donetsk is like a bubble of stinky shit compared to letting go of the main forces of the Czech Legion and Krasnov. What makes him most angry is that a certain bastard also packaged this soaked shit into a delicious cake, and only when he bites into it, does he know that you have a fork!

Is there a choice faced by the central government, which is to publicize the great victory of the reconquest of Donetsk with great fanfare? Or to severely punish Voroshilov for his dereliction of duty? Truth be told, it takes quite a bit of political wisdom.

"The main forces of the White Army and the Czech Corps were completely pressed on the line of the village of Dyadin and White Kalitva, and the defense of our army in this area was relatively weak, because the dereliction of duty of the Red Tenth Army did not buy enough time for the main forces of our army...... It can be said that the plan to annihilate the White Army on the west bank of the Don has become almost impossible to achieve......"

Trotsky's tone was rather heavy. It was everyone who could hear his hatred of the Red Tenth Army, if Voroshilov was standing in front of him. I'm afraid Lao Tuo will not hesitate to pull out a gun and kill this bastard.

But, on the other hand, Trotsky knew that he could not do this, that he was first and foremost a politician and could not deal with problems like an angry youth. What's the use of killing Voroshilov? Can you turn the tide on the battlefield again?

Impossible, Trotsky knew very well that the battle would be lost, and that once the Whites had crossed the White Kaletva, the civil war would become protracted and protracted. In this case, what is more needed within the party is unity and to tide over difficulties together, rather than tearing each other down.

And as a mature politician, he also felt that not only could he not punish Voroshilov, but he also had to sing praises for this bastard. In order to boost morale, in order to eliminate the adverse effects of failing to encircle the White Army, a great victory, a heavy victory, and now in the lower Don battlefield, the only great victory is the one that Voroshilov picked up.

"We should have prepared for it, since it has become impossible to annihilate the White Army in the Don River valley, should we consider annihilating the White Army between the Don and Volga rivers?"

Lenin's heart was heavy, he thought about it like Trotsky, and it was impossible to hold Voroshilov accountable in his current situation, and even to commend this fool. Especially since this idiot is still from his disciples, you can imagine how angry and disgusting his old man is.

However, he was also a politician, and he had to consider the overall situation first, and since Trotsky was not going to pursue that fool, he naturally could not spoil the old Toll's intentions.

He asked: "In the Tsaritsyn direction, how many troops do we have?" ”

"Not a lot. Barely able to hold Tsaritsyn......"

This answer made Lenin very difficult, if you look at it this way, Tsaritsyn is also an ornament, and it seems unrealistic to expect a war of annihilation here!

Trotsky suddenly said: "Debinko's naval forces have been transferred to the direction of Moscow, and according to the original plan, they will take part in the counterinsurgency operation in Ukraine, and I think it is completely possible to transfer them to Tsaritsyn first and strengthen the defenses there!" ”

"That's it!" Lenin agreed, and even instructed: "Tell the comrades of the railway bureau to do more work and transport Debinko's naval units to Tsaritsyn as quickly as possible." Speaking of which, according to the tutor, the master couldn't help but complain: "Now it seems that the only thing we can rely on is the navy!" ”

This sentence is suspected of implication and slapping in the face, which shows how disappointed the tutor was with Voroshilov at this time. Of course, he did not forget to praise the good people: "Awarded the Order of the Red Banner of the Black Sea Fleet, the Order of the Red Banner to all the commanders and fighters of the Black Sea Fleet who participated in the Dyadin Village, Kamensk and Shakht blocking battles, let Pravda make a special feature and encourage the whole army to learn from the Red Banner Black Sea Fleet!" ”

At this time, Stalin suddenly interjected: "Then how to publicize the recovery of Donetsk?" ”

Lenin glanced at him and said lightly: "It is enough to let the Komsomol Pravda be responsible for publicizing the achievements of the Red Tenth Army!" ”

Stalin was really uninteresting, or he must not be interesting, in order to keep the two important chess pieces of Voroshilov and Zhdanov, he could only stubbornly ask: "Then how should the Red Tenth Army be commended?" ”

Lenin looked at him again, and even Sverdlov could clearly see the raging fire in his old man's eyes. After a moment of silence, he said: "The battle is not over yet, and it is too early to talk about the commendation of the Red Tenth Army...... In this way, after the battle in the lower reaches of the Don River is over, a training course for middle and senior commanders will be held, so that Comrade Klimant can study hard so that he can better serve the Red Army in the future! ”

Stalin's face turned white, and the meaning of the mentor was too clear, which was equivalent to saying: "What reward do you dare to ask Lao Tzu for?" Do you want to reward you with two big ear scrapes? It's just shameless, it's inconvenient for Lao Tzu to deal with that idiot now, but it doesn't mean that he won't settle accounts after the fall! (To be continued......)

PS: Bow again and thank you for the second kill potato and Comrade Juventus!