The situation was a little different from Mironov's imagination. Although his troops successfully arrived at Ukrainia, the enemy arrived almost at the same time, even earlier than him... The Poles, who had the home advantage, successfully entered Ukrainia's city, while Mironov and his cavalry could only stare at the outskirts.

A very serious question was placed before Mironov. He originally expected to occupy Maukinia, but with the plan to fight street battles with the enemy in the city, it would definitely not work.

"Blast the railway bridge!" Mironov put down his telescope expressionlessly and gave the order without any emotion.

His "calmness" made the officers and soldiers of the Independent Cavalry Brigade feel a little relieved. The more critical the moment, the more obvious the superior's leading role will be. Mironov's calmness undoubtedly made the officers and soldiers feel relieved. Some optimists couldn't help but think: "Probably the brigade commander has already had a complete plan, everything is in control, and there is nothing to worry about!"

In fact, Mironov was far less calm than he seemed to be. He was in a very bad mood. If no one was paying attention to him, he would definitely say to God more than a middle finger to the sky, "Damn, your uncle!"

Mironov has no good idea yet. He can only give his situation back to a certain immortal and ask for an instruction. In this regard, Li Xiaofeng can give any instructions. He, the immortal, could neither expect or change the pain. The only thing he could tell Mironov was: "To complete your mission, be sure to strive for at least 48 hours for the main force!"

Why 48 hours? Because the main force of the East Prussian People's Liberation Army is not fully prepared. Some are cleaning the battlefield, and the other is still confusing the Poles in Warsaw. If everything goes well, you can turn to a new battle in about 24 to 48 hours.

The so-called new battle is actually to annihilate Pisusky's direct descendants on the banks of the Levitz River, completely breaking the backbone of the Poles, and laying a solid foundation for pacifying Ukraine and Belarus.

Mironov looked at the map and found that the Levitz River was just between Warsaw and Upper Maurkinia. It was chosen as the battlefield for the decisive battle, mainly due to geographical factors. After all, it is still a distance from Warsaw. Even if the defenders of Warsaw noticed the attempts of the East Prussian People's Liberation Army, it would not be so easy to rescue Bissusky's main force. What's more, there is the blockage of the Levitz River, which will well separate Bissusky's main force from the Warsaw defenders.

However, the Levitz River as the battlefield for the decisive battle is not good news for Mironov, which means he does not have much room to deal with Pisusky's direct troops. Once there is a mistake, the Poles will rush over quickly and cross the Levitz River to take straight to Warsaw.

After thinking for a long time, Mironov made a pretty bold combat plan, and his troops would drag the Poles in a special way...

Bossatsky is an ordinary Polish infantryman. He is an absolute veteran who has participated in the First World War. He has never seen any scenes of an old fry like him. He was struggling from the sea of ​​blood and blood. He is not like those recruits who have just joined the army. A failure cannot bring any blow to him at all. He is like a person who is fine, eating and drinking. He can face the next battle with a normal mind.

However, Bossatsky's "heartless" state was forced to come to an end when he went on Ma Ukinia. After a series of battles, veterans like him could not calm down:

"When we arrived in Maukinia, the whole group breathed a sigh of relief. We had been wasting too much time in Podrache Province before. The poor terrain there made us unable to move. Fortunately, the Jews were attracted by Warsaw. Otherwise, if the fight broke out in Podrache, I think it would be a nightmare... But we have gradually walked out of that nightmare. As we get closer to Warsaw, all the brothers have a desire in their hearts, longing to defend Warsaw, and eager to wash away the previous shame with a refreshing victory!"

"We were full of confidence, and we were on the road with great enthusiasm, but reality immediately gave us a blow. You can't imagine how the Jewish cavalry came to Urkinia. We hadn't received any news before, so when the brothers of a whole train were blown into the sky by them and screamed and fell into the turbulent water of the Bug River, we were frightened!"

"At that moment, my mind was blank and my heart was beating. Looking at the carriage that sank into the bottom of the river in an instant, I just want to thank God. Thank God, I am not on that damn train! After a brief rejoicing, what quickly occupied our hearts was endless anger... We vowed to avenge our tragic brothers and must nail the damn Jewish devil to the cross!"

Having written this, Bossatsky seemed to have a problem with his emotions. The following large paragraphs of the diary were painted out by ink or simply crossed out. In the few words left behind, he seemed extremely confused:

"Where are the enemies? This is a very realistic question. Only by finding those devils can they be eliminated... (Another smeared trace)... It's not that we can't find the enemy's trace, but... how to say it! It seems that there are enemies everywhere around us, and they are widely present around us. When you eat, sleep, doze off, or even give in, you will suddenly appear. After a few gunshots or explosions, we will always have a few brothers lying in a pool of blood... and the damn enemy disappeared again!"

Bossatsky's pen style became increasingly sloppy, and the ghostly talismans usually left a few words, and it was impossible to recognize it without looking carefully: "The leader ordered us to ignore the enemy's harassment. He told us that this was just an enemy's attempt to delay time and distract us. The best way to fight back is not to stop and entangle with them, but to quickly withdraw, go to Warsaw, and defend our capital. As long as we can reach Warsaw, the enemy's harassment will be destroyed without any attack!"

"At the beginning, we were convinced of the conclusions given by the regiment commander, but soon we found that there was something wrong with this conclusion. Although we had accelerated our pace as much as possible and ignored the annoying flies and comrades who died tragically under their hands, the fact is that we cannot speed up our pace. If we have to bleed every step forward, no one dares to take the steps with confidence..."

It has to be said that Mironov fully utilized the mobility of the cavalry and used small groups of cavalry to constantly harass the Poles, making the Poles uneasy for a moment. They could not move their legs, could not eat enough, and could not sleep, and they became nervous one by one.

Neurasthenia troops cannot march, and even the poor Poles are about to collapse. How much they want to fight the enemy head-on. This is better than losing their lives inexplicably. Uh, at least they can see what the enemy looks like, right?

The 24 hours passed in the blink of an eye, and the Poles' vanguard was trapped in Urkinia and could not move. This situation made Pisusky furious:

"I don't want to listen to any excuses! Warsaw is in danger, and the enemy may launch a general attack at any time. I ask you to cross the Bouge River immediately and come and reinforce me immediately! This is a dead order, and there is no room for bargaining!"

Under Bissusky's forced order, his direct troops had to launch operations. Some of the troops went to encircle and suppress the elusive Jewish cavalry, while the other troops were ready to set off immediately and rush back to Warsaw.

Mironov encountered another challenge. Poland has many powers and can naturally divide its troops, but every soldier he has on hand is precious and is used to carry out the current mission.

"The enemy has changed its tactics, which means that it is impossible for us to continue to use harassment tactics to hold them back. It's time for us to say hello to them head-on!"

When Mironov said this, all the officers of the Independent Cavalry Brigade thought that their brigade commander would lead them to fight a vigorous and pointed blocking battle against Mai Mang. All the officers were ready to beat the Poles, and they were even ready to sacrifice.

However, these officers didn't understand Mironov too much. Lao Mi's combat style has never been the kind of brave and fierce style. He would not fight against the enemy head-on and use human-sea tactics to fill in the pit.

Mironov doesn't like human sea tactics, and he can't use human sea tactics, so the strategy he adopts is still to take the technical route and use unique tactics to curb the enemy's military strength advantage.

The Poles immediately noticed Mironov's difficulty. Although they were extremely happy when they finally confronted the enemy head-on at the beginning, they soon became unhappy.

"There is about a platoon of the enemy found ahead!" Bossatsky reported to his battalion commander.

"Let the troops disperse, the first company's main attack, the second company's cover, I will only give you half an hour. In half an hour, the enemy in front of you must be eliminated!" The Polish battalion commander issued a combat order with great momentum.

The next battle was exactly in line with the expectations of the battalion commander. His troops took ten minutes to enter the attack state, and then launched wave after wave of charge towards the enemy. The third wave, also after forty minutes of the battle, the Jews stationed in the position fled.

"Very good!" The Polish battalion commander looked proudly at the direction of the Jews' escape, put his hands on his hips and waved his hand: "Continue to move forward and crush these bastards!"

About half an hour later, when the current Jewish cavalry had fled without a trace, Bossatsky's battalion was blocked by the second enemy. There were still not many enemies, and the resistance was not particularly fierce. After two to three charges, the enemy also disintegrated.

"Beautiful!" The Polish battalion commander was very satisfied with the performance of his young men. He broke through the enemy's two lines of defense in one morning and beat the Jews to the point of urination. Such a performance was indeed beautiful!

In fact, just after the battle ended, he had already sent a messenger to ask the regiment commander for merit. He believed that a golden medal was about to be hung on his chest.

It feels that this battalion commander is about to receive the medal. Their regiment commander received a report on the results of the three battalion commanders in one morning, and without exception claimed that they had broken through the enemy's n defense lines. To explain, n is greater than or equal to 2. This makes the regiment commander a little confused. Could it be that the three battalions under him have broken through the enemy's more than six defense lines in total? This is simply incredible!

At first, he suspected that the battalion commanders below were cheating and fooling him, so he sent the Chief of Staff to understand the situation, and concluded that victory was true and reliable!

Some of the inconspicuous team leader didn't know what to say. Since the people below did not commit fraud, then report it to the top. Anyway, the greater the result of the battle, it would be beneficial to him, not!

So it was the turn of the Polish brigade commander, division commander or army commander who had a headache. For a whole morning, the results of the troops had flowed to their tables like snowflakes. According to these war reports, the troops achieved one brilliant victory after another, and annihilated the Jewish devils. It seemed that everything went smoothly?

Since everything went well, both the brigade commander, the division commander or the army commander were naturally only happy. He gave these brilliant achievements to Commander Pisusky, who was looking forward to in Warsaw. They seemed to hope that the head of state would be happy.

But Pisusky couldn't come up with it at all. The reason was very simple. He had no interest in annihilated many enemy blocking troops. Even if he annihilated tens of thousands of Jews on the road, what's the point of changing the unfavorable state of Warsaw? He just needed reinforcements to arrive quickly and had nothing else to ask for.

"I don't want to report annihilate the enemy. I just need to arrive in Warsaw quickly. They just need to tell me where I am now!"

Bisuski did grasp the most core issue at once. It seemed that the Polish army in Maukinia had won one victory after another, but how fast did they advance? To be nice, it was unsatisfactory, but to be bad, it was almost on the spot. For a whole morning, the Poles who had won countless battles had not yet advanced five kilometers, which was a huge difference from Bisuski's request!

Until the afternoon, until Bisuski sent a questioning call, his direct troops seemed to have recovered. Why did they win one after another look smooth, but the speed of progress was very slow?

The reason is very simple. Mironov saw that the Poles were afraid of being harassed, and became too cautious and did not dare to move forward without pulling out any nails on the route. So he deliberately set up many nails. These nails did not want to resist the Poles' offensive head-on. They just needed to slow down the Poles and resist a little to pull them. So most of the time of the Poles was wasted on the preparations for pulling nails. Although it was not very long every time, it accumulated considerable.

When the Poles finally realized Mironov's tactics, they wasted at least 12 hours, which means that they were only 12 hours away from the mission assigned by Li Xiaofeng to Mironov. For all the officers and soldiers of the Independent Cavalry Brigade, 12 hours are simply not worth mentioning. They fully believe that the wise brigade commander still has a way to play with the Poles in the midst of applause.

So is Mironov still a way? To be honest, there is no way. Although the tactic of sprinkling nails works, to put it bluntly, it is still necessary to exchange space for time. Now Mironov doesn’t have much space to use, and behind it is the Bug River. Once the enemy successfully crosses the river, his cavalry will have almost no way to do it.

"The next time will be a test for us!" Mironov said to his officers very seriously, "Behind us is the Bug River, we have no choice but to retreat! We can only use our flesh and blood to block the enemy's footsteps!"

Speaking of this, he suddenly raised his head and said loudly: "We even have to make the worst plan. Maybe we need to stick to it for not 12 hours, or even more than 24 hours. I hope you can make such mental preparations, and the next battle will be extremely cruel!"

I have to say that Mironov's prediction is correct. 12 hours is not enough for Li Xiaofeng, and the most optimistic one is estimated to take 24 hours. He didn't know how long Mironov could last. The only thing he could do was to do everything he could to support this strange military genius.

"We need ammunition. Before, because of the light raid, the whole brigade only brought a base ammunition. After almost two days of fighting, the ammunition was already very tight! We also need food and medicine. The Poles are even less cooperative than they imagined. Even if we pay to buy their food and medicine, they will be rejected."

Li Xiaofeng really wanted to say to Mironov: "Brother, you can't be more flexible. If you can't buy it, just grab it! Everything is to ensure that you can win this war as your top priority. Don't be so polite to the Poles!"

Of course, Li Xiaofeng could think about it in his heart. Mironov was a bit stubborn and liked to admit his truth. In history, he was willing to sacrifice his life for an irrelevant Makhno, and for the sake of the Polish people, he might really turn against a certain immortal.

"Forget it, isn't it just a little food and medicine? I'll just give it to you." Li Xiaofeng sighed in his heart and silently sent precious supplies to Mironov with the treasure pot.

However, what a certain immortal did not expect was that it was just a small task for him, but it moved Mironov very much. Decades later, he never forgot this little episode: "The most important reason why I can win the battle against Ukinia in the Ukinia is not how effective my command is. I think the most important reason is that the soldiers fought together and withstood the bombing of the Poles with their tenacious will. Secondly, Comrade Andre's logistics support work was very effective. In that situation where the supplies were very scarce, and when we went deep into the enemy's battle, he was able to deliver all the materials I asked for without any discount. To be honest, this was a miracle! It can be said that without Comrade Andre, there would be no victory in Ukinia!" (To be continued...)

ps: Bow to thank the giant panda baby, lieren, earthly ruthless, fool 009 and comrade Juventus!
Chapter completed!