Ubolevich was in trouble, and when he hurried towards the Levitz River with his main forces, he was met with strong resistance from the Polish army along the way. He had to stop and fight from time to time, which greatly affected the speed of his march.

Some comrades may ask, where did these troops that blocked Ubolevich come out? Was it the Polish militia, or was it Pilsudski's targeted arrangement that had seen through the battle plan of the East Prussian People's Liberation Army?

It should be said that neither. First of all, Pilsudski remained in the dark, and two successive shellings of Warsaw, led by a certain immortal, convinced him that the Jews were trying to seize Warsaw. Therefore, in order to defend the capital, but also to maintain his political position, he issued an order to the army of the whole country.

At Pilsudski's request, the Polish Wehrmacht, both around Warsaw and in the last remaining garrison in the adjacent provinces, urgently moved closer to the capital. And Ubolevich encountered this group of troops who rushed to King Qin.

For both sides, it was a literal encounter. Ubolevich did not expect that in addition to Pilsudski's descendants, there were other Polish military forces rushing to Warsaw. And for these Qinwang's troops, they did not expect to encounter the main force of the Jews on the way.

The two groups of people collided together in a daze, and then there was a mess, that lively!

Of course, Ubolevich was certainly not in the mood to see the excitement, he was very anxious, the situation on Mironov's side could be guessed with his ass was very difficult, otherwise a certain immortal would not have urged him to speed up his progress with telegram after telegram. It can be said that for every minute of delay on the road, Mironov's side will have to pay a heavy price.

"Speed up! Hurry up. Faster! ”

In order to urge the troops to hurry. Ubolevich was on the front line. Descending to the grassroots level, the forward troops are required to advance forward at any cost. In his own later memoirs: "The only thing I could do was to be on the front lines to boost morale...... The effect was still quite good, Ryzhkov's vanguard regiment was like a red-eyed bull, rushing forward with its horns and smashing into countless Polish mongrels who tried to stop the car with their mantis arms. ”

However, Ubolevich did not realize at the time that his actions put him in great danger, and the shape on the battlefield was chaotic. Jews and Poles are entangled in a chaotic state of you and me. And Ryzhkov was in a hurry to break through, so he naturally didn't care about the Poles on both flanks, and almost gave the commander-in-chief Ubolevich to the Poles as a prisoner.

Ubolevich said in his memoirs: "After a day's journey, both of my spans were worn out by the saddle, and the slightest touch of it made my heart hurt...... But I didn't care about the pain at the time, and I actually forgot about the pain, until the troops arrived in Vovomin, and when my orderly, Alexei, helped me change my clothes. Only to find out that my pants had been soaked with blood and had a scab ......"

"Let's be honest. The situation was chaotic, my mind was buzzing, and I had to deal with three or five things at the same time, so when Ryzhkov pulled out, I didn't realize that there was only one platoon of guards around...... In a chaotic battlefield, especially on the front line, I could encounter hordes of Polish troops at any time, and I was not aware of this at the time. At that time I wanted to go to Semonov, and in the evening he reported to me, which was nearby...... I'm going to cheer up Semonov's troops too, and if they can also turn into angry bulls, it will be perfect! ”

"I led the guards to gallop across the black-lit field, and the light rain darkened my vision, as if a mist had blinded my eyes. After walking for a while, I heard a burst of human voices in my ears, which sounded a little hairy in the open field. I wiped a handful of water from my face and shouted in the direction from which the voice came: 'Whose troops are you?' ’”

Recalling this, Ubolevich smiled self-deprecatingly, telling the reporter: "I was so tired that shouting was an almost knee-jerk reaction, and I didn't realize that the enemy on the other side might be the enemy." Of course, I didn't realize that the enemy would answer my questions honestly. ”

The Poles on the opposite side also shouted: "We are from the 103rd regiment, which part are you?" ”

At that time, Ubolevich subconsciously thought that this so-called 103rd Regiment was the 103rd Regiment of the 3rd Division of the East Prussian People's Liberation Army, and this unit was also under the command of Ubolevich, and he was still a little puzzled at that time: "Why did the 103rd Regiment run so fast?" Aren't they the last to depart? ”

However, at that time, Ubolevich did not realize that something was wrong, and was even very happy, since the 103rd regiment that set off last could run so fast, then Semonov, who was drawn before the 103rd regiment, should be faster!

At that time, Ubolevich happily said to the staff officer next to him: "I didn't expect Lodkin to have two brushes!" I used to think that this kid was still a slow man, and fighting a war was like swallowing water, who would have thought that at a critical moment, he would still be able to carry out his orders! ”

So, at that time Ubolevich happily replied to the Poles: "We are from the command, tell your regimental commander, the commander-in-chief is very satisfied with the speed of his advance, and I hope you will continue to do it!" ”

After shouting this, Ubolevich pinched the belly of the horse and rode forward. He planned to hurry to Semonov and tell him that if he didn't hurry up, he would probably be trapped by the 103rd regiment.

So an interesting scene happened, Ubolevich, who was riding forward, passed by the oncoming Poles, and even said hello to each other amicably. It wasn't until three minutes later that Ubolevich's guard Denis shuddered to the commander-in-chief: "Comrade commander-in-chief, it seems that the people who met us just now were Poles, and I recognize their badges!" ”

Poles? Ubolevich's brain was also a little hypoxic, he held his forehead and thought about it, and he was shocked into a cold sweat, isn't it a Pole! And looking at the number of battalions, according to their own words, it seems that what is the 103 regiment?

As soon as Ubolevich thought that he had foolishly taken a picture with a regiment of Polish footcloths, his legs and stomachs were about to face forward. Of course, he was not afraid of death, but worried that if he, the commander-in-chief, died at the hands of the Poles. Or simply captured by the Poles. The consequences are truly unimaginable.

At the time, he wrote in his diary: "On the night of June 14. I was extremely fortunate to be spared capture by the Poles......"

When the frightened Ubolevich hurriedly flashed, for fear that the Poles, who had come to their senses, would reflexively arrest him, the commander-in-chief, he hurried for a while, and when it was dark, he finally found Semonov's troops.

At this time, the regimental commander was leading his troops to engage the Polish army of the king of Poland, which was more than a division, and the battle was extremely fierce, no. It can no longer be described as intense, it should be said to be tragic. By the time Ubolevich arrived on the battlefield, Semonov had already sent out his guard company, and the bloodshot regimental commander was shouting into the field phone: "I don't care what method you use, you must hold your position." People are in the position, this is a dead order! ”

As he spoke, the regimental commander hung up the phone fiercely, and when he raised his head, he saw Ubolevich at a glance, and the first thing he said was: "Commander-in-chief." What are you doing here? ”

Instead of answering his question, Ubolevich asked: "Who are you fighting with?" How many enemies are there? ”

Semonov smiled bitterly: "Commander-in-chief." To be honest, I don't know who I'm fighting against, but since noon yesterday I've had more than three groups of enemy troops in a row, the number of whom is unknown......"

Tut!

This answer made Ubolevich very dissatisfied, to fight a war, you must first know yourself and your enemy, at least you must know the number of the enemy and how many people there are, otherwise this is not a confused war?

"I know it's a foolish war." Semonov smiled bitterly again, "But there is no way, the enemy pounces one by one, and I don't have time to understand the situation, so I can only passively accept the move!" ”

Ubolevich frowned, and ordered with some displeasure: "I don't care what objective situation you have, but now I order you to grab a few tongues and find out how many enemies there are!" ”

It stands to reason that Semonov should hurry up to carry out the order, but the regiment commander spread his hands: "Commander-in-chief, I'm sorry. I can't carry out your orders, my lads are all on the line, unless you let me go and scratch my tongue myself, ......"

Ubolevich looked at Semonov's command, except for a few necessary commanders, Mosenov didn't even have guards, it seemed that the regiment really fought badly, and there really wasn't anyone to scratch his tongue.

Ubolevich sighed again and ordered the guards behind him: "Dennis, you take a few people to scratch your tongue, remember to be fast!" ”

Why did Ubolevich emphasize that it had to be fast? Because he has realized that the situation in Semonov's regiment is probably not good, and there are no guards left until the regiment commander, only the regiment commander is sent to the front line with his staff officers, how many enemies must be encountered?

Sharon was able to answer Ubolevich's questions, as the acting commander of the 1st battalion of the Semonov regiment, he had already killed at least one company of the enemy in the two hours since he took office.

Polish human lives seemed to have really become footcloths at this moment, and one by one they desperately launched a charge towards his position, wave after wave, without any break at all. On his front, according to Sharon's calculations, there was at least one regiment of enemies.

The truth was not far from his estimates, Sharon was besieged by three battalions of the enemy, and behind these three battalions three battalions of Poles were making final preparations for the attack.

Sharon was quite skeptical that he could last as acting battalion commander, in fact, he was originally only the deputy company commander of the battalion's first company, but after the battle began, the battalion commander, the deputy battalion commander, the battalion chief of staff, and the three company commanders were killed or severely damaged, and he, the deputy company commander who had just been promoted to acting company commander, had to assume the command of the entire battalion in the line of fire.

In this regard, Sharon was embarrassed, especially when he remembered the sacrifice of his fellow countryman, that is, the regular battalion commander, and a special feeling came to his heart.

As one of the few officers of the East Prussian People's Liberation Army who participated in World War I, Sharon's fellow battalion commander was also a well-known man, and as one of the few officers of the East Prussian People's Liberation Army who had participated in the First World War, he was very brave in battle, dared to take the lead in the charge, once used a bayonet to knock over five Polish foot cloths, and was wounded five times before and after entering the war, and when the battle began, his arm was still in plaster.

But it was this tough guy who was cowardly in this battle. After fierce fighting for most of the night, the deputy battalion commander and battalion chief of staff died one by one. When three company commanders were also carried out of the line of fire. When more than half of the battalion was killed or wounded. This good man is ready to become a deserter.

"Sharon, you keep an eye on the position. I'll take a look at the back! ”

When Sharon received this order, he was completely unsuspicious of him, in fact, his brain was completely entrenched in the fierce battle, and there were no extra brain cells to think about other problems. And he has always admired this very heroic fellow, and he never thought that he would run away.

So at the time, he just nodded stupidly, and then he honestly carried out the order. After a few minutes though. It was only when the battalion commander was dejected and was escorted back to his position by the regiment commander Semonov that he realized that something was wrong.

At that time, Semonov pulled out his pistol and yelled at the battalion commander: "Sharon, do you know that this dog thing is going to run away?" ”

How could Sharon know, he hadn't thought about this possibility at all, so at that time, he opened his mouth wide and looked at the battalion commander who was once an idol like an idiot, and he didn't believe that he would do such an ugly thing.

"I sue you!" Semonov continued to wave his pistol and gestured: "The people are in the position, there are only dead Jews here, there are no Jews who have fled, who wants to escape." Don't blame Lao Tzu's gun for not recognizing people! ”

As he spoke, Semonov kicked the battalion commander hard. kicked him a heel fight: "Don't pretend to be a turtle grandson for Lao Tzu!" ”

Had it not been for another sudden offensive by the Poles, Semonov might have killed the once heroic battalion commander, because Sharon had already seen the murderous spirit of the regiment commander at that time, and he had no doubt that in the next second, Semonov would have fired a decisive shot to set an example.

The explosion shook Semonov and Sharon to a stagger, and at that moment the battalion commander, who had been like a bug, stood up sharply, ripped off his own discipline button, and then grabbed a Lewis light machine gun, and most of his body jumped out of the trench, facing the rain of bullets and artillery fire, and opened fierce fire on the Polish footcloths that rushed towards him.

Sharon will never forget the last words of the battalion commander of Jì: "Die, die, Lao Tzu is out of the way!" ”

A few minutes later, the heroic battalion commander was beaten into a sieve by the enemy's heavy machine guns, half of his body was broken, and he died a terrible death!

Sharon didn't know if he would die so tragically, because according to his current form, he would probably die. A fully formed battalion has been beaten to the point that only one company that is not satisfied with the formation remains, and almost all of them are wounded, not to mention that they are not in the line of fire with minor injuries, and many seriously wounded who are missing arms and legs continue to fight on the front line.

In between the battles, Sharon took off his uniform, which was soaked in rain or sweat or blood, and underneath this uniform, there were already three stab wounds, two of which were left in the battle. Previously, at the most critical moment, he personally led the team to drive back the Polish footcloth with a bayonet.

"Company commander, I'm going to call a medic!"

Charles, the messenger who had been following Sharon, stumbled to his feet, and no one would think that he was just an eighteen-year-old warrior just by looking at his face. At this moment, his face was covered with smoke and mud, and a terrible wound stretched from his right eye to his chin, turning this handsome and dashing young man into a very hideous one.

Sharon grabbed him, "No need, Ivan is already dead." And we don't have any medicine left......" he said as he glanced up at the Poles on the opposite side of the position, and laughed at himself: "Maybe next time, it's all over!" ”

When he said this, Sharon was in a bit of a gloomy mood, but he did not know that the Poles on the opposite side were unlikely to launch a new offensive, because Semonov's regiment was like an impregnable wall, and no matter how indiscriminately they bombed, they should not be shaken in the slightest.

In front of this steel wall, the Poles were bruised and swollen, and they lost their temper at all. The huge casualties stabbed them in the nerves, and they wanted to flee the battlefield more than Sharon!

At two o'clock in the afternoon, when Ubolevich finally figured out that Semonov had blocked the onslaught of one of the enemy's divisions and had already inflicted heavy losses on the enemy, he was shocked. He began to change his opinion about this regimental commander, who had a slightly fiery temper and some rough lines, and he felt that Semonov was a soldier who could fight tough battles, a good soldier!

"The 103rd Regiment has followed, I ask your troops to cooperate with the 103rd Regiment to launch a counterattack and crush the enemy on the opposite side in one fell swoop, I ask you to drive them away like sheep, can you complete this task?"

To this, Semonov just put his legs together and saluted forcefully, and then he hurried to the front line with his last staff officers. For him, the counterattack is not as simple as letting the soldiers rush out of the trenches, his philosophy is to take the lead, every attack, the first to rush out of the trenches, the first to take the lead in the charge is definitely him, the regiment commander, his philosophy is: "Soldiers, rush with me!" Instead of "Soldier, rush me!" ”

Under the leadership of this brave and fearless regimental commander, the Semonov regiment, which had been reduced by two-thirds, was stunned to play with the most fearless momentum, and when Semonov was the first to rush out of the trench, when Sharon raised his bayonet and stabbed the Poles in the chest, the footcloths collapsed!

The Poles scurried around like rabbits in a panic, and from time to time they could see "stupid rabbits" hitting trees, and a whole division of Poles was chased by Jews who were much smaller than them...... (To be continued......)

PS: Bow and thank you Comrade Juventus!