Frunze was not the kind of commander who liked to hide in the rear and look at the map to direct the battle, he was more willing to go to the front line to direct the battle. From the start of the battle to defend Mirerovo to Krasnov's sudden southward movement, the battlefield is changing rapidly, and it is impossible to grasp the context of the battlefield without going to the front line.

Not long after the Petropavlov regiment sent reinforcements to Mirerovo, Frunze, who had finished handling the case, could no longer sit calmly in the Kremlin and could no longer endure the torture of anxiously waiting for messages from the front. He took the guard company, boarded an armored train, and hurried towards Mirerovo.

There was nothing to say along the way, and the closer he got to Ukraine, the more depressed Frunze's mood became, and when he looked up at the vast wilderness, there was almost a blanket color, and the most he saw were peasants fleeing with their families, or Red Army soldiers who marched south in groups of Chen Qun. And with a telegram from the central government, Frunze's mood was even worse.

"The Czech Legion will soon flee east?"

The staff officers were taken aback, how could the information they had received before show that the Czech Legion was still holding its ground, how could it have changed so quickly?

They couldn't help but have doubts about the veracity of the intelligence.

"The Central Committee will not joke about this!" Frunze stared down at a map of the area east of Luhansk, and said with his head in a hurry: "Now we must revise our battle plan to adapt to the new changes in the battlefield!" ”

The staff officers still did not trust the intelligence of the Central Committee, and the Red Tenth Army, which was confronting the Czech Legion on the Luhansk line, did not send back any information in this regard, and it was not the first time that the Central Committee's intelligence had gone wrong before. Thousands of miles away, they are easily deceived by some false information. Every time I give some instructions that are inexplicable or laughable.

A staff officer pretended to be bold and said: "Comrade Mikhail. Shall we first consult Comrade Voroshilov? After all, he is only there on the front line, and he understands the specific situation......"

Frunze raised his head and glanced at the staff officer, and he heard the subtext in the other party's words, which was nothing more than questioning the accuracy of the central intelligence. Truth be told, this kind of behavior is stupid. Of course, this does not mean that the central government will not make mistakes, Frunze is not the kind of dogmatic person, and the central government has made mistakes on many issues. But this time, Frunze knew that the accuracy of the intelligence was quite high, and to put it mildly, it was foolproof.

The reason is that this information was obtained by Comrade Andrei, and Comrade Andrei, who has great powers, is absolutely first-rate in conducting intelligence, and almost every time he has received information since he participated in the revolution, he has been able to obtain it in a word. What's more, the information he obtained was not always important information of extremely high strategic value and could greatly affect the overall situation.

Lenin had made this point clear to Frunze in his telegram, and his intention was self-evident. That is to remind him that he must pay attention. Don't be careless.

Frunze knew someone's power very well, and the consensus of Moscow for a short time, someone made a deep impression on him, and in Frunze's heart that thing was a cunning and cunning little fox. A little fox like him would never talk nonsense on such a major issue of right and wrong, and people like him attach great importance to the future, and without complete certainty, they will not draw conclusions.

So Frunze said coldly: "The intelligence of the central government is very reliable, and there is no need to do anything else!" With that, Frunze lowered his head and re-studied the map on the table, only the staff officer still didn't seem convinced.

"What now?" Another staff officer asked him.

This person touched a soft nail, and his mood was naturally not much better, so he pouted and said, "What else, revise the battle plan!" ”

"But...... This information is too nonsense," his companion was still not convinced, "in case the information is inaccurate and we adjust the deployment again, it is not ......"

This very philosopher-like sigh, thought for a while, and said: "In this case, let's revise the battle plan first, but at the same time send a telegram to Comrade Voroshilov to convey the information of the Central Committee to him!" ”

I have to say that this is really a little clever, Frunze's order has been issued, and if he does not carry it out, he will be stupid and looking for death, and the only way to play the side ball is to let the comrades who "know the situation on the front line best" dispel Frunze's thoughts.

The telegram soon reached the Red Tenth Army and was placed on Voroshilov's desk, when the majestic big cavalryman was returning from his horse, and he was covered in sweat and immediately said: "Nonsense, play the piano!" ”

True, according to the information transmitted by the partisans, the Czech regiments are still cowering in Donetsk and Luhansk, and there is no sign of mobilization. And the shit intelligence that the central government doesn't know where to get it actually said that the Czechs are going to flee east, isn't this nonsense?

According to Voroshilov's temper, he would have directly written the word stupid under the telegram, and then returned it as it was. But Zhdanov did not see it that way, and he advised Voroshilov to calm down.

"This telegram came from something strange!" Zhdanov said, "I know very well the temper of Comrade Mikhail, he will not send us such ambiguous things!" There is something wrong with this telegram! ”

Voroshilov was a little puzzled and asked: "You mean, the telegram is fake?" ”

Zhdanov shook his head: "The telegram is true, but the purpose of the person who sent us the telegram is probably not pure!" ”

Voroshilov thought about it for a long time, and he didn't have any clue, everyone knew that he was Stalin's man, and it was impossible to tease him with such a fucking telegram, so what did the other party want to do?

"Don't rush." Zhdanov smiled slightly and said, "Just ask Comrade Joseph!" ”

With the arrival of Stalin's reply, Zhdanov smiled knowingly, shook the telegram and said: "The roots turned out to be with our old friend!" That guy really likes to meddle! ”

"Humph!" When it comes to Li Xiaofeng, Voroshilov is angry, the last incident made him carry another intra-party punishment, he really hated someone with itchy teeth, and now that someone has returned to his hometown, he even blocked him, and suddenly his bull temper came up: "Send a telegram to the Central Committee, you can't let that bastard do whatever he wants!" ”

Zhdanov stopped him: "You can't do this!" ”

Voroshilov was stunned. Rhetorical ask, "Why?" You know that guy is talking nonsense. The Czech Legion prepares to flee east. None of us saw that the Czechs were going to run, how could he see it from two thousand kilometers away! According to his bullshit intelligence, all our operational deployments have to be overturned and restarted, isn't this nonsense! ”

Zhdanov said calmly: "Of course I know that he is messing around!" ”

Voroshilov suddenly became anxious: "Then you won't let me ......"

"Listen to me!" Zhdanov stopped him and said with a smile: "You know that he is messing around, I also know that he is messing around, even Comrade Stalin thinks he is messing around, maybe Comrade Mikhail also knows that he is messing around." So many people know that he is messing around, why is there no one who speaks fairly? ”

Voroshilov was stupid, he really hadn't thought about this problem, and his only thought after receiving the telegram was that the Central Committee was too conniving with someone, how could it go on like this? But Zhdanov's words opened another window for him.

In terms of military ability, intelligence, and foresight, Voroshilov knew that he was not the most outstanding type of person in the party. He knows very well that he is two pounds, and those who are stronger than him grab a handful. And now the situation is that so many people who are stronger than him have not said anything about someone's nonsense. Why is that?

"It's easy!" Zhdanov smiled coldly and said: "That guy has Comrade Lenin and Comrade Yakov as backers. The arrogance is very arrogant, who dares to oppose him at this moment? Everyone dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, and they were all waiting to see his jokes! ”

Voroshilov's eyes lit up, he was not stupid, if what Zhdanov said was true, then someone's action this time was to dig his own grave, once the situation in Ukraine changed unfavorably because of his nonsense, how big this responsibility is, you can think of it with your ass.

Suddenly, the cargo rolled his eyes, and asked with a smile: "You mean to say, let's push the boat down the river?" ”

Zhdanov shook his head and said, "It's not the best policy to push the boat down the river or pretend to be stupid!" ”

"Why?" Voroshilov humbly asked.

Zhdanov snorted coldly and said: "The reason is very simple, we are specifically responsible for command, and we are responsible for fighting. Even if we push the boat down the river and fight according to that guy's intentions, and something happens in the end, he can still put the blame on us and give us a hat for poor command! ”

Voroshilov was surprised: "How is this possible? ”

Zhdanov sneered: "How is it impossible! This is the struggle, the struggle to the death, and any means are allowed! ”

Voroshilov's facial features were twisted together, and after thinking for a long time, he spread his hands and said: "Then what do you say?" ”

Zhdanov laughed out loud and said, "It's very simple, yang and yin violate!" ”

"What!" Voroshilov cried out in surprise, "How can this be?" ”

Zhdanov said confidently: "Of course, according to that bastard's intelligence to adjust the deployment, we have to lose the battle." Therefore, we can only take countermeasures according to the actual situation on the battlefield...... When the time comes, the Czech Legion will not run, he will be the one who looks foreign, and we will not only be able to make no mistakes but also be rewarded for our proper response......"

Voroshilov was overjoyed: "Yes, that's what happened! We're just going to use that guy's stupidity to foil our wisdom. That's interesting when you have references! ”

"Then how can we call Comrade Mikhail back?" After laughing, Voroshilov pointed to the first telegram. Zhdanov suddenly showed a contemptuous expression: "That's not simple, sue him, we will carry out his new deployment without a little discount!" ”

Frunze would never have imagined that when he was racking his brains to reformulate the battle plan and was ready to try his best to achieve the strategic intention of the central government, his two subordinates were already ready to serve the yang and the yin.

"It will take time for our main forces to move south," Frunze told his staff officers of the new tactical concept, "and in the meantime there will be great pressure in the direction of Baikalitva, and once the enemy has joined forces and headed straight east, it will be difficult to hold them back with our present forces...... Therefore, in order to buy time for the main forces to move south, in order to reduce the military pressure in the direction of White Kalitva, Voroshilov's 10th Army must adopt a more proactive strategy, and should actively seek battles near Luhansk and Donetsk, stick to the Czech corps as much as possible, and prevent them from comfortably fleeing east...... Other than that. The guerrillas in the region also need to be more active. Be sure to cause enough trouble in the enemy's eastward route! ”

Every word Frunze said. All were recorded by the staff officers, and soon they will draw up a new battle plan along this line, and then send it to the troops who will carry it out.

Of course, Frunze also knew that it was not enough to do the above qiē, and along the lower reaches of the Don River, the strength of the Red Army was still too thin to block the White Army. He needs more support.

"Pick me up Superintendent Eberhardt, I'm going to call him right away!"

The first thing that came to Frunze's mind was the Black Sea Fleet, and the previous rescue of Milerovo and the capture of Kamensk fully illustrated the importance of the Black Sea Fleet to this campaign. With the help of the Black Sea Fleet, the pressure on him will be much lighter.

"You ask my troops to capture Shacht?" Eberhardt was taken aback when he heard Frunze's request.

Tsarist is a city north of Rostov-on-Don, connected by road to Donetsk, and the White army escaping from Donetsk is likely to use this route to escape, and the capture of Shakht can be said to have almost completely closed the door for the White army to flee to the Volga Valley.

Of course, Eberhardt knew the military significance of the city, but knowing it didn't mean he could take action. His troops were now overstretched in defense of Rostov-on-Don, after supporting Mirerovo. His troops were completely incapable of attacking fortifications.

Frunze also knew that his request was a bit difficult for a strong man, but the war was urgent, and if he didn't have no way, he wouldn't open his mouth to Eberhardt, "Can you think of another way, if you can annihilate the White Army in the lower reaches of the Don River, the civil war can end earlier...... And according to my estimates, the main forces of the enemy will not go in the direction of Shacht, as long as there are a small number of troops to guard there......"

This request, Eberhardt really can't refuse, if the war can be ended sooner, the trauma to Russia will be very small. After thinking about it, he said: "I try to find a way to draw troops, but it will take time!" ”

Frunze was worried at first that the old man would refuse directly, and if the old man really refused, he would have nothing to say, after all, people had helped a lot before, and everyone knew what the situation was before the Black Sea Fleet. People can help or not, but now, they have agreed to help in one bite, and this favor is too great.

As for the time requirement, Frunze did not think it was a problem at all, he had already ordered Voroshilov's troops to stick to the Czech corps, which would buy some time.

After getting Eberhardt, Frunze's mood changed a little better, and now there were only two things left, the first was to let the main force go south as much as possible, and the second was to let Voroshilov buy a little more time.

He did not have much confidence in the former, and he had already witnessed the situation along the way, and the Don River in April was really not conducive to military operations, and it seemed necessary to mobilize the masses again to carry out a campaign to clear the lines of communication.

That's right, Frunze naturally ignored the latter, he felt that although Voroshilov fought in general, there was no problem with his loyalty, as long as the Tenth Army was allowed to hold back the Czech legions, his main force should be able to reach the battlefield in time.

It can only be said that Frunze believed in Voroshilov too much, and that the goods and Zhdanov didn't take his orders seriously at all, and when Frunze asked them to attack with all their might, these two guys ordered the troops to build fortifications on the spot, monitor the movements of the Czech Legion on the spot, and at most pretend to launch a little thunder and rain to harass the operation.

To tell the truth, the interference of such a drizzle on the Czech Legion was almost minimal, so once the Czechs began to escape, the Red Tenth Army had nothing to do except watch and be caught off guard.

Of course, for the time being, the Czech Legion has not yet begun to run away, and Titeririchs is still making the final preparations before escaping, or the last nonsense, because there are disagreements within the Czechs about the route of escape.

In fact, the core of the debate is whether to recapture Kamensk. Some officers believed that Kamensk was guarded by the Red Navy and had strong firepower, and if it attacked strongly, it would probably pay a heavy price, and the previous Krasnov attack on Mirerovo proved that the Red Bandits still had a set of defensive battles.

In order to avoid falling into the quagmire of street fighting, this part of the officers felt that we should stop fighting Kamensk, and simply take the Donetsk-Shakht route, bypassing Kamensk and going straight to Bai Kalitva.

Such a detour may seem good, but it is also very problematic, the detour is a waste of time, and the main forces near Luhansk will have to go south to Donetsk and then east to Shakht, then turn north, and then turn to Beekalitva in the east. It's hard to type in this circle, let alone walk.

The soldiers are fast, as it was said above, the Red Army is about to launch a general offensive, and if you don't run away quickly at this time, you will go around the road, isn't this brainless?

And after going around in a circle, the railway line is only a dozen kilometers south of Kamensk and turns to the east. At this distance, the Red Army stationed in Kamensk could completely kill him and turn him upside down. Didn't you have to fight at that time? Since it's going to be fought anyway, why don't you just go straight to it?

Jetrykhs was dizzy by the argument between these two opinions, and to tell the truth, he felt that both opinions were justified and unreasonable. To put it bluntly, this is a confrontation between the two forces stationed in Luhansk and Donetsk for their own interests, and each side wants the other to accommodate itself. After all, the most feared thing about the retreat of the large army is to be behind the palace, if the northern front retreats, then the inevitable defenders of Donetsk will have to be behind the palace, and if they take the southern front, it will be the turn of the troops in Luhansk. (To be continued......)

PS: Bow and thank Juventus and Comrade Potato for the second kill!