"Just because Kuzmic said these unpleasant things, you drove him away!"

Zhdanov, who had returned from a small meeting with Stalin at the headquarters of the Front, learned that Voroshilov had a serious clash with Mironov at a military meeting, and finally angrily pulled out his gun and drove away the "millet". First it was incredible, then it was infuriating!

"How can you do such a childish thing! Comrade Klimant! ”

Voroshilov has not yet seen Zhdanov with this expression, and since the beginning of their cooperation, Zhdanov has not spoken to him so seriously. One can imagine how bad Zhdanov's mood is at the moment.

But Voroshilov still doesn't feel like he's done anything wrong, and Mironov is a nuisance who always does the wrong thing at the wrong time. This time is especially worse, he openly contradicts him in front of everyone, and his uncle can't bear it!

"He is demoralizing the whole army," Voroshilov argued, "and he is openly singing praises to that bastard at a time when the whole army is so angry at Ubolevich's discrimination against our Red Tenth Army!" What kind of behavior is this? I will never allow this scum to stay in my conference room! ”

"Tsk......"

Zhdanov was a little speechless, although Mironov's behavior was indeed a bit like that, too sincere. But you can't pull out a gun to threaten people, and you will be kicked out of the conference room openly, which is simply a great shame. How will Lao Tzu win him over in the future?

Yes, Zhdanov was quite optimistic about Mironov and felt that this person was extremely talented. If it is possible to pull Stalin's chariot. It's a big plus! But now. All mixed up by Voroshilov.

"It's not going to work!" He frowned and said, "I must personally go to Comrade Kuzmich to talk to this misunderstanding!" Comrade Kliment, I hope you will generously apologize to him, your behavior is too bad! ”

Voroshilov couldn't believe his ears, and it made no sense for him to apologize to a little man who was nothing. If it weren't Zhdanov who spoke, he would have scolded the street directly.

"This is for Comrade Joseph. Also for the big picture! You have to endure! Zhdanov admonished him again, and then said: "I'll go ...... now."

Before he could finish speaking, the herald suddenly walked in and handed a telegram to the past: "Comrade Army Commander and Political Commissar, the command of the group army is calling!" ”

Voroshilov's stomach was full of anger, and he said angrily: "Read! ”

The message was simply meaningful, Ubolevich was nothing more than another warning to Voroshilov that the task of the Red Tenth Army was to garrison the line of defense between Tsaritsyn and Akhtubinsk and that it was not allowed to leave its post without an order from the army group command.

"Look at it. And you say nice things about that bastard! Voroshilov was so angry that he smoked, in his opinion. This is what Mironov once again slapped his little report, otherwise, Ubolevich would have warned so miraculously and in time?

Zhdanov felt that this did not mean anything, and what if it was a small report made by Mironov. You Voroshilov have held a meeting in the army headquarters to denounce the higher-level command organs, and you are ready to flagrantly disobey orders, and it is normal for him to skip the ranks and make small reports.

According to Zhdanov's meaning, Mironov must be pulled over, and he is ready to do whatever it takes. The problem is that it just so happened that Ubolevich gave him a new task, to go to Borisoglebsk to take charge of logistics and supplies, and asked him to immediately go there to supervise the formation and ensure logistics during the campaign.

"Must leave immediately?" Zhdanov was a little annoyed, Ubolevich was really annoying, he was given such a damn task, and he was strictly ordered to carry it out immediately, how could he win over Mironov?

"Yes, the command of the army group ordered that you must arrive in Boriso Grebx by tomorrow evening, otherwise, military law will be engaged!"

Zhdanov looked at his watch and sighed again, this Nima is hundreds of kilometers away, the road is not easy to walk, and the request is so urgent, he sighed and ordered: "Write a letter to Comrade Kuzmich in my own name, tell him that I apologize to him on behalf of Comrade Klimant......

Zhdanov left unwillingly, but Voroshilov was very happy, at least no one forced him to apologize to a nasty ghost, and after Zhdanov left, he had the final say in the whole army. Maybe you can take the opportunity to win a battle!

At a time when the "stupid big man" was delusional about winning the battle, Ubolevich's military strike against the remnants of the Czech Legion and the "Russian People's Volunteers" finally began. Ubolevich's arrangement was simple (too complicated for the Red Army to carry out), and the task of the Red Tenth Army was to defend the railway line between Tsaritsyn and Akhtubinsk and block the White Army's entry into Kazakhstan or Saratov Oblast.

The Red Fifth Army and the Red Twelfth Army pressed south from the direction of Tsimryansk and Tsaritsyn, respectively, and attacked the White Army from the north and northeast. Ubolevich's plan was to annihilate the White Army around the Saar River, and if the White Army fled early, it would also have to drive them south, towards the Caucasus, so that they would never be able to threaten Ukraine and Tsaritsyn again.

The battle first began in Cimryansk, when the 1st Division of the Red Twelfth Army suddenly forced its way across the Don River in the middle of the night and launched a fierce attack on the Czech corps on the other side of the river.

As three green flares rose into the sky, the artillery of the Red XII Corps was the first to start shelling, and under the cover of 122-mm and 152-mm howitzers, the river-crossing troops easily established a bridgehead on the other side of the river. Immediately after that, the Red Twelfth Army began to cross the Don River in a steady stream, putting great pressure on the Czech corps on the southern bank of Zimryansk.

"We must fight back immediately and immediately uproot the bridgehead of the Red Bandits!" Titerikhs said viciously.

However, there were very few people who responded to his call, because the Czechs were frightened by the Red Army in the previous paragraph, and they lost their armor and armor along the way. What's more, the artillery fire of the Red Twelfth Army was quite fierce, and for the Czechs, who had almost thrown away their heavy weapons, rushing to counterattack was more like looking for abuse.

So, don't look at the earth-shattering shouting on the lips of Jetrikhs. In fact, he didn't want to fight back at all. He wondered if he should retreat immediately. Move closer to Denikin's department in the direction of Volgodonsk.

If only Taterichs were defended along the Don, then the Red XII Army would have been much easier, the problem is that Denikin was not an idiot either, and as the gateway to Volgodonsk, it was self-evident what it meant for the Red Army to successfully cross the river. So near the bank of the river, he put a relatively strong unit - the Fourth Army of the Don Cavalry of Mamontov.

This Mamontov was also a good use of cavalry, and he fought particularly bravely. Before he died of illness in 1920, he was wounded more than 20 times! His Fourth Army of the Don Cavalry was also well equipped, with 6,000 cavalry, 3,000 infantry, twelve artillery pieces and three armored vehicles.

It can be said that compared with the more than 20,000 frightened birds of Titerichs, Mamontov's troops were the real main force stationed in the Don defense line.

Therefore, Titeririchs's previous statement was more like what he said to Mamontov, in fact, Mamontov also believed that the Czechs were simply unreliable, and he could only rely on himself if he wanted to hold the Don.

"The First Brigade follow me!"

This was Mamontov's response to the Czechs, who immediately launched a deadly counter-charge with his most elite cavalry units. More than 1,000 cavalry swept into the Red Army, which had just gained a foothold. After a slam punch and lunge. The units of the Red XII Army stationed at the bridgehead quickly collapsed, if it were not for the cover of artillery fire on the other side of the riverbank. Blocking the pace of Mamontov's pursuit, this vanguard may be completely annihilated!

Looking at the Red Army fleeing in embarrassment, Mamontov was quite high-spirited, and for half a month, the White Army had learned all the bad news, especially the Czechs who had been beaten and feared, and they were telling from morning till night how terrible and invincible the Red Army was. He was impatient and didn't like to hear all this, but he couldn't fight back. And now, he has proved with practical actions that the Red Army is nothing more than that!

Mamontov was in high spirits, and it was naturally Ubolevich's turn to be furious, and he carefully organized and planned this raid to make a success. At the beginning, it was proved that the plan was feasible, but after crossing the river, the vanguard did not seriously build a position because of its carelessness, which led to failure!

"Remove the battalion commander of the assault battalion! Handed over to the military court for trial! His extremely amateurish behavior led to a massacre that could not be tolerated! Ubolevich said murderously.

And as he spoke, he also glared at the commanders of the Red Twelfth Army viciously, which meant quite clearly - you had better learn a lesson immediately and take it as a warning, if you are so-so and think that the enemy is nothing more than a chicken, then he doesn't mind killing chickens and monkeys!

At this time, the pressure on Ubolevich was also quite great, as a young man, a commander of an army group who suddenly jumped up, he knew that many army commanders, division commanders, and even regiment commanders and battalion commanders were not convinced by him. He had to prove his ability, otherwise he would not only fail Trotsky's appreciation, but also have no way to give an account to the Central Committee.

Immediately, he personally organized and planned and personally went to the front line to direct the combat operation of forcibly crossing the Don River.

"The machine gun must keep up! I don't care if you lift it with your hands or shoulders, you must carry the damned Makqin to the other side!" Comrades artillerymen should also pay attention to the fact that you are the talisman of our assault troops, and I ask your observers to follow the assault forces and indicate artillery support at any time! ”

At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Ubolevich chose to attack with a meal. This time it was a real assault, and Ubolevich assigned all the artillery at hand to the assault troops, and the artillery fire almost obscured the crossing.

Soon the assault troops did not make much effort to reach the opposite bank again, and this time they did not have a loose "rest" like the last time, but quickly dug foxholes, arranged machine-gun positions, and waited for Mamontov's cavalry.

However, Mamontov also had two brushes, and after repelling the Red Army, he did not set up the main force near the ferry, but quickly led the main force to retreat immediately, out of the range of the Red Army's artillery fire, leaving only a small force near the ferry to observe the movements of the Red Army.

So Ubolevich's second ferocious artillery strike did not cause many casualties to his troops, and his main forces even took the opportunity to rest and recuperate, just waiting for the Red Army to come ashore!

The cavalry counter-charge came again, and Mamontov rushed to the front with a horse, his saber in his hand flashing with a cold light. The machine guns and artillery of the Red Army spoke again. The cavalry was knocked down in pieces. But Mamontov was unwavering. Still an indomitable charge. Because he knows very well that only by moving forward can there be a way to live, and there is only a dead end to retreat! Once his cavalry fights the Red Bandits, the enemy's strong fire support will disappear immediately!

It should be said that Mamontov's choice was very correct, and when faced with the enemy's superior firepower, the best way to do it was to close the combat distance and let the enemy and us get into a mess. At that time, the artillerymen who threw rat traps naturally did not dare to open fire. Once again, he would be able to easily reap the heads of the vanguard of the Red Army.

He played his abacus well, but he chose the wrong person. Ubolevich was not a vegetarian either, and when the two armies were in a mess, he did not order to stop the shelling, but let the artillery come with a burst of fire, striving to wipe the enemy's cavalry off the ground with the most powerful firepower!

Ci is not in charge of the soldiers! Many times, in order to win a battle, you have to compromise the means, you have to be more ruthless and vicious than the enemy, otherwise. will only be played by the enemy.

There was a wild and indiscriminate bombardment, and the concession field was almost drowned in a cloud of gunsmoke. Mamontov did not expect the Red Army to be so ferocious, it was simply a small piece of bait to lure him, just waiting for him to take the bait.

His cavalry suffered heavy losses under this artillery attack, after all, the infantry could still drill into trenches or lie on their stomachs, and they were no better than those of them who rode on tall horses. After the heavy shelling, Mamontov had to choose to retreat, otherwise, the artillery of the Red Army would most likely have blasted them to the ground.

Mamontov's cavalry fled with their tails between their legs, but Ubolevich waved his hand with a blank face: "Cross the river!" ”

Without Mamontov's harassment, the Red Twelfth Army immediately crossed two regiments in one afternoon and firmly occupied the nearby ferry.

When Denikin learned of this, his face was extremely grim, because earlier in the morning, a large number of Red Army troops had appeared in the direction of Zimovniki in the lower reaches of the Saar River, and they were rapidly advancing in the direction of Zimovniki, and there was a possibility that they would copy his back route.

The Red Fifth Army in the north had also rapidly moved south, and although his troops in Chervlyonoye temporarily blocked the Red Fifth Army, it was hard to say how long it could hold out.

The only thing that can make Denikin breathe a sigh of relief is that the Red Tenth Army did not go south with the Red Fifth Army, and if this force also presses down, then his northern defense line will collapse in an instant, and he can only choose to flee south.

In fact, in Ubolevich's initial plan, the Red Tenth Army should indeed act together with the Red Fifth Army and break through the defensive line north of Denikin in one go. But the Red Tenth Army was not strong, and after the alcohol incident, Ubolevich had considerable doubts about the combat effectiveness of this army.

Ubolevich thought about it again and again, and finally decided to let the Red Tenth Army defend in place, as long as these goods could hold the line firmly and prevent the remnants of the enemy from fleeing to the northeast, thank God.

However, Denikin did not know all this, as a commander, his judgment of the current situation was that the Red Tenth Army would be put into the battlefield at the most critical moment as a reserve and a means of lore. In other words, only by taking advantage of the fact that the Red Tenth Army had not yet been dispatched, it broke through when the Red Army was not yet the strongest!

Based on this judgment, Denikin quickly made up his mind, retreated south, jumped out of the encirclement, and turned in the direction of the Caucasus, the sooner the better! Although the Red Army was also active in the Caucasus direction, it was not numerous there, and British military assistance was easily accessible on the border with Iran.

To escape in the direction of the Caucasus, there are two routes for Denikin, one is to take the railway line, first along Zimovniki in the direction of Sarysk, then turn southeast to Stavropol, and then you can go all the way south to Tbilisi and Yerevan.

However, there is a very important problem in choosing this route, the Red Army is pressing towards Zimovniki, and taking this route will inevitably collide with the Red Army, and if you don't get it right, it will be a bloody battle! He has not forgotten what Krasnov had encountered in Mirerovo before, the Red Army fought a very ferocious blocking battle!

Denikin did not want to fight a hard and bloody battle, because it was very likely to be dragged down by the Red Twelfth Army, and once it was sticked, the Red Fifth Army and the Red Tenth Army in the Tsaritsyn direction could be immediately surrounded, and then he would most likely be annihilated between the Saar and Zhuraksar rivers.

The route was quick, but too risky, and Denikin preferred to cross the Manech River from the direction of Elista and then to Stavropol, which would avoid a fierce battle and preserve his strength.

The problem with this route is that it is not easy to walk, there is no railway, and the road has to cross muddy black earth, which is a disaster for marching or escaping.

However, after thinking about it for a long time, Denikin still chose to walk the Elista, which is not easy to walk, although the terrain here is bad, but it is safe first, at least there is no need to fight a vicious battle, and it is really not easy to walk, he also chose to move closer to the Caspian Sea, you can retreat by water, so that there is room for it, and you don't have to worry about the whole army running out.

After making up his mind, another problem was placed in front of Denikin, since he wanted to escape, he had to leave behind the broken troops, and judging from the current situation, leaving Mamontov and the Czechs behind was an inevitable choice.

But Denikin was a little worried, not about Mamontov, but about the Czechs being unreliable...... (To be continued......)

PS: Bow and thank you to Juventus, Kill Potato and Comrade hzwangdd!