Although Stalin had thought that it was difficult to fool the mentor, he had tried his best to create public opinion for Voroshilov and Zhidanov before that, and even gave Trotsky a message in a roundabout way, hoping that this person would be proud of his actions and that he would pay a certain political price for this.

But when the result came out, Stalin could not help but be disappointed. Although the political lives of Voroshilov and Zhidanov were saved, they undoubtedly disgusted the mentor. If the mentor does not like a person, then no matter how high the level of this person is or how capable he is, his future may be very limited.

At this time, Stalin couldn't help but wonder, is the response plan really right this time? Maybe the two guys will have a meal at the top, and with the temper of the mentor, it will be better after this. But now it seems that they are safe to get ashore, but there are endless troubles!

But even if Stalin regrets it, it is too late. Who told some people to be smart? Haven’t you heard a word? Suffering losses is taking advantage.

Not to mention the entangled Stalin, let us return to the lower reaches of the Don River. The battle here continues. Even though the central government is already prepared to make bad food, the situation is still deteriorating at a faster rate than they imagined!

The battle on the west bank of Baikalitva was soon over. Jitelhes's army pushed to the bank of the Don River with the force of a tiger down the mountain. If Eberhart's fleet had not suppressed them back with fierce artillery fire, these Czech bandits who were determined to escape had already swam across the Don River.

The staff members kept complaining to Fu Longzhi: "We have too few troops, and there are loopholes everywhere. There is no reserve team at all!"

Fu Longzhi was unmoved because he knew very well. The fundamental reason why the staff members kept complaining was in the ambiguous telegram sent by the Central Committee. It is not difficult to see from the telegram that the Central Committee's determination to fight had been shaken. Because of the idiot Voroshilov, the Central Committee had little confidence in whether it could block the front of Krasnov and the Czech Legion, and began to tend to start a new job and was preparing to consider encircling and annihilation of the White Army in the direction of Chalijin.

Fu Longzhi didn't like the new idea of ​​the central government at all, because his main force had already gone south. He was marching south along the Voronezh-Rostov Railway, and abandoned his current plan and turned to the Chalizin direction to annihilate the White Army. That would have to be redeployed and the troops would turn to the Tambov-Calizin railway line. This is not a joke, and it means that many troops would turn back, and the railway line would become chaotic if they didn't make it right!

What's worse is that once Baikalitva is given up, the White Army's escape route is almost half the way the Red Army's detours are, and it is hard to say whether they can catch up with the enemy. More likely, the enemy will successfully capture Chalijin, and then happily pat the butt and continue to run eastward. At that time, don't think about annihilation war!

Even if there is only this concern, Fu Longzhi will firmly oppose the central government's adjustment of its combat plan. What's more, Fu Longzhi's concerns are more than this. The morale of marching and fighting is the most important thing. It is the reason that one can do one's own efforts and then it will be declining and exhausted. After the previous propaganda and encouragement, the soldiers tried their best to annihilate the White Army in the Don River Basin. Now, if you say you don't fight halfway, you won't fight. What would the soldiers think? Do you think you are doing useless work? Do you think this is pouring cold water on them?

How can the soldiers who are ready to avenge their comrades? At least Fu Longzhi cannot. Moreover, as the first battle launched since the establishment of the Red Army, it ended with a start and a bit. This is really unreasonable!

Fu Longzhi is definitely not a person who is willing to compromise and bow his head to difficulties. Even if the central government has prepared steps to let him go, he should go with the flow. But he doesn't think so. Letting the Czech Legion and Krasnov be left unending, and he must grit his teeth and fight an annihilation battle in the lower reaches of the Don River. Even if he cannot completely wipe out it, he must annihilate most of his body so that they can no longer form a climate!

However, at this time Fu Longzhi was lonely, and almost no one agreed to continue fighting. Even his high-level scholars had the intention to stop, which made him very distressed.

"Comrade Mikhail, Comrade Mikhail?!"

The repeated calls woke Fu Longzhi up and looked up. The person who called him was Buluheer. The somewhat disabled commander was staring at him with a fierce look, his eyes shining!

"Vasily Konstantinovich, why are you here?"

Fu Longzhi was a little surprised. At this moment, Buluheer's troops should defend Nan'an City. Why did they drop the defense zone and run to the headquarters? Could it be that Nan'an has also been lost?

"No," said Buluheer calmly, "My troops firmly control the South Bank and swear to live and die with the southern city. I came to you because I heard a lot of rumors!"

Fu Longzhi frowned and asked, "What rumors?"

Buluheer looked at Fu Longzhi's eyes and said seriously: "I heard that the Central Committee is preparing to give up Baikalitwa, prepare to adjust its deployment, and fight an annihilation war in Chalijin?"

"Tsk," the flames in Fu Longzhi's heart immediately ignited. The central telegram was top secret, and except for his headquarters, it was not conveyed to the outside world. Now, the news that should have been top secret has been leaked. Needless to say, it was leaked by his headquarters!

Suddenly, Fu Longzhi slapped the table hard and roared: "Who is gagging!"

Before the shocked staff members responded, Fu Longzhi roared again: "A thorough investigation! You must find this lingering woman for me. Is there any military discipline required? Notify the Political Department..."

Buluheer quickly stopped him: "Comrade Mikhail, now is not the time to hold him accountable! The most important thing now is to clarify the facts! The comrades at the grassroots level have been affected by this news, and everyone thinks it is meaningless to continue fighting..."

Fu Longzhi was panting, which shows how angry he was at this moment. At this moment, Eberhard, who was commanding the navy, also came. As soon as he entered the door, he asked: "Why did I hear rumors that I would retreat? How can I retreat at this time? We must guard Baikalitwa, otherwise the price we paid before would be in vain!"

The blue veins on Fu Longzhi's temple were pounding, and his stomach felt even more uncomfortable. To endure the feeling of burning fire, he said with all his strength: "Give power to the central government. I strongly oppose giving up Baikalitva, and strongly oppose revising the determination to change the battle... My troops will stick to Baikalitva, and even if I am the only one left in the end, I cannot let the Bai army go!"

The staff members looked very bad. Fu Longzhi was going to be a life-threatening person. They didn't understand that there was obviously a better choice, so why should they choose a dead end?

The staff officer does not understand, but Fu Longzhi understands. Throughout history, the brave have always met on the battlefield in a narrow road. Whoever collapses first will lose, and if he loses the first time, he will lose the second time and the third time. Fu Longzhi doesn't want to lose, and he doesn't want to lose again and again!

"Slow down," Fu Longzhi called out the staff who hurriedly conveyed the order. He said firmly in the other party's hopeful eyes: "Prepare the radio for me, and I will announce this decision to the soldiers in the city in person! From now on, we are only allowed to fight and not to escape lightly. Tell the political commissars at all levels to implement battlefield discipline from now on!"

Fu Longzhi's persistence and decisiveness gave the escape and retreat a blow. Under his personal supervision, no one of the Red Army defending Baikalitwa had ever thought about retreating, and he dared not want to escape. Every Red Army soldier knew that there was no other way to go except to fight to the death!

"We really don't have enough troops!"

To boost morale and firm determination are one aspect, but it is also necessary to face up to the problem. The defenders in the direction of Baikalitva are full of plans, and with the Peter Papulov regiment, the forces of the two regiments. There are about 100,000 White troops on their front, and the unprecedented gap in strength is simply shocking!

Buluheer asked, “How long will it take for our main force to arrive at the battlefield?”

Fu Longzhi smiled bitterly and said, "The most optimistic one is probably going to take 48 hours, or even longer!"

48 hours may be just two days for ordinary people, but for a battle, 48 hours is enough to decide everything.

Even Buluheer, who advocated firmly resisting the White Army, knew that it would be unrealistic for their 48-hour caps. He thought for a while and asked, "Where is the Red Ten Army now?"

Fu Longzhi was upset when he heard this number, and said with a hint of disgust: "Klimente called before and said that they were attacking Lugansk... Of course, it is hard to say whether the so-called attack was discounted..."

Buluhell and Eberhard were silent for a while, and the one who ruined the entire battle was the Red Ten Army and Voroshilov. If this guy actually carried out the order, he would definitely not be so passive at the moment!

But what's the use of saying this now? It's hard to collect the water!

Buluhell suddenly said to Eberhart: "Comrade Director, can your navy take the risk to Lugansk and find a way to transport a group of reinforcements?"

Eberhard smiled bitterly. He had thought about this method. He had already tried his best to wipe out the White Army. The problem was that the railway bridge in Kamensk had been blown up before, and the broken bridge deck blocked the waterway and there was no way to pass!

Buluhell smiled bitterly. It's really impossible to blame Eberhart. If the railway bridge is not blown up and the Czech Legion and Krasnov meet, it will be even more problematic. At least there is a Don River between them, so they can't form a joint force, so the pressure will be smaller.

"Comrade Mikhail, can you let the brothers in Chalizin think of ways to get them to mobilize some troops to support us?"

"I've tried," Fu Longzhi said muffled, covering her stomach, "but Denikin was also very troubled over there. They had few troops and couldn't draw much to support us."

Buluheer sighed. The current situation was to repair a broken house with air leakage everywhere. He originally wanted to demolish the east and west walls, but when he really started, he realized that the walls that could be demolished had been demolished long ago, and the house collapsed after demolishing it!

After a long silence, Eberhard suddenly threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it hard, and said decisively: "I will mobilize the Black Sea Fleet immediately to get some more troops..."

Both Fu Longzhi and Buluheer knew that until now, the Black Sea Fleet had been transferred countless times. With the old man's existing man's manpower configuration, except for the two dreadnoughts, the other main battleships were almost all drawn. If the Black Sea Fleet was drawn, it would really become an empty shell.

To be honest, Fu Longzhi and Buluheer were very moved. The military dispute has always existed, and at the most critical and difficult moments, the brothers of the Red Navy extended a helping hand. Without their selfless help, they could not have been able to hold on for so long.

If there is still a front line, if some troops can be drawn from other directions, Fu Longzhi and Buluhell are not willing to accept Eberhart's kindness, but now, there is really nothing we can do about it!

True feelings are revealed in times of adversity. At this moment, Fu Longzhi is full of gratitude to Eberhart. He used to think that the old aristocrats and bourgeoisie could not be the same as the proletariat. He was quite skeptical about the appointment of a senior officer with a high aristocratic background in the central government to manage the Black Sea Fleet. Just as Stalin and others were worried, Fu Longzhi also doubted whether the Red Army could still maintain purity.

However, after these days of understanding and fighting side by side with weal and woe, Fu Longzhi changed his view. Although he still disliked some of the old man's aristocratic habits, he no longer doubted the old man's loyalty. Especially after the scene just now, even the picky person could not say a bad word!

You have to throw away the goods! Look at the bastard Voroshilov, his ingredients and background are good, right? Old revolutionaries, old party members, and old subordinates, but they were disconnected at critical moments and held back. And they were not ashamed but proud... When they thought of what the goods did, Fu Longzhi was so angry that his stomach hurt.

Of course, it was not just Fu Longzhi who had stomachache. Voroshilov, who was cursed by him, not only had stomachache, but also had liver, gallbladder, and heartache!

The reason is very simple. He played very hard in Luhansk! In fact, it was fine at the beginning. Although Jijielihes ran away actively, he was not completely immoral. He still left a certain army to defend Luhansk. After all, Donetsk still has troops not arrived, right?

However, the morale of the troops defending Luhansk was not high, and the main force was overturned. The soldiers were completely dissatisfied and wanted to run away quickly. So Voroshilov's cavalry only used one charge, which completely collapsed, and then fled.

He easily defeated the White Army. Seeing that the recovery of Lugansk was in sight, Voroshilov was very proud. With a show of his feelings, he sent telegrams to the Central Committee and Fu Longzhi respectively, saying shamelessly: "Our Red Ten Army is about to recover Lugansk, and will bravely pursue and sweep the eastward according to the instructions of the Central Committee... Our army is full of confidence to defeat the Czech rebels!"

Yes, this insignificant victory made Voroshilov swell instantly, thinking that the Czech Legion was just like that. The last time I lost to them, I was probably more careless about underestimating the enemy. This guy even planned to make a comeback!

However, Voroshilov's confidence came and went quickly. When he fought against the rear troops of Dietirihes, he was like a fallen dog. When he met the White Army who was fleeing north from Donetsk, his role was immediately transferred, and it was his turn to be beaten to the fallen dog.

It is not an exaggeration at all. When the white army with red eyes attacked him one after another, he had no choice but to throw the cavalry out of his hands and repel and harden them. The special environment of the city greatly restricted the impact of the cavalry. The narrow streets made the horses unable to spread their legs, and the lined buildings allowed the infantry to obtain natural shelter.

Voroshilov's cavalry was like he was trapped in a quagmire, and no matter how hard he struggled, it was meaningless. Less than two hours after he recaptured Lugansk, he lost the city again.

"Attack! Start an attack immediately!" Voroshilov yelled in his field command, extremely dissatisfied with the performance of the cavalry today. "Shoot the military commander and political commissar who took the lead in the retreating troops! The Red Ten Army does not need cowards!"

A few tragic poor worms became the target of Voroshilov venting his anger. To be honest, it was not that the cavalry troops were not brave enough, but that the command of this stupid big man had problems. At first, in order to arrive at Lugansk as soon as possible, to seize the city as soon as possible, and to catch up with the escaped Czech legion. Voroshilov rushed over with the most mobile cavalry. After arriving in Lugansk, the enemy was unwilling to fight, which gave him a wrong signal, which led to the idiot forgetting that the cavalry was not suitable for defense, so he was beaten to death.

If Voroshilov was not so impatient, not so aggressive, nor would he allow cavalry to ride horses to fight street battles. Waiting for subsequent infantry to follow up, Lugansk would not be able to lose it again. However, people like him never reflect on themselves. As long as there is a problem, he is more accustomed to holding others accountable. To be honest, people like him are more like bureaucrats than real soldiers.

Voroshilov knew that he had to take Lugansk. He had already made a big fuss before, and made his superiors have a lot of opinions about him. If he could not quickly commit crimes and make meritorious service, he would be afraid that the official hat would be unprotected. Anyway, Stalin had warned him sternly that if he did not want to be promoted openly and secretly, he would have to save himself quickly and win the battle immediately!

So Lugansk became the red cloth that teased the bull, and Voroshilov, who turned into an angry bull, rushed in without hesitation. Around the city, the White Army and the Red Ten Army started a fierce battle, and blood flowed into a river for a while!

"I don't want to hear any casualties report!" Voroshilov roared at the receiver: "The railway station must be taken down at twelve o'clock today. Even if I'm a second late, I will shoot you... Do you understand, shoot you!"

Just as I hung up the phone, the ringtone rang again, Voroshilov grabbed the earpiece and roared again: "No cannon, no! Reinforced concrete fortifications? I don't care, you have to attack me even if you use your teeth and dig them with your hands... Explosives? No! You have an hour, right! It's an hour, and in an hour I must see the red flag inserted into the dome of the town hall! Otherwise you won't be able to see me!"

PS: Thank you strongly for killing Potato and Comrade Juventus for your continued support!
Chapter completed!