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Volume Three Far East Stories Chapter 676 (2) The 13th Regiment Flying the White Flag?

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    Of course, this fellow did not forget to send messengers back to the city to report the victory as soon as possible. It is not easy to stay outside the city. Yakir did not believe that the opponent only had one cavalry brigade to surround Saransk. One brigade could free up such a large area.  The battle is coming?  Can all the villages around Saransk be ignited and the smoke and smoke get out of control?  Common people?  All the common people who could run ran away, and most of those who couldn't ran now became the souls of the White Guard cavalry.

    This stall is surrounded by powerful enemies. Who knows when the enemy's large forces will rush from the west of the city to the east. Anyway, the acting division commander Yakir immediately put on a beautiful captured Don horse and took Paz with him.  Boyev's cavalry company, which also replaced many captured war horses, turned back to the city at the lead, followed by the victorious division that meandered nearly 500 meters. The 13th Regiment of the 4th Division became famous in one battle!

    Casualties?  Casualties were inevitable. 73 Cossack cavalry were killed, 13 were captured, and 33 horses were captured. The Mosin-Nagant mounted 86 rifles and 80 sabers, and nearly 40 horses were brought back to be eaten for meat.  The price of 11 killed and 18 injured is not an exaggeration, right?  This is a big win!  Although everyone looked like they were running away when they retreated from the smoky south of the city, the nervous expressions on each soldier's face were more excited than anything else. They actually won the first battle and won the first battle!

    "Reporting to Commander, the 13th Regiment of the 4th Division successfully attacked and returned successfully, please give instructions!" Yakir jumped off his horse and saluted, while the soldiers of the 13th Regiment behind him were surrounded by people, and they were full of praises.  The voices proudly expressing their merits were extremely noisy. Obviously, the terrifying and mysterious main force of the White Guard Cossacks was no more than that after the veil was lifted. The remaining 12 prisoners were strung together like candied haws and tied to the back of a large cart.  followed the brigade into the city.

    The crowd swarmed forward, spitting and throwing clods of soil. Obviously, it was the first time for many new soldiers of the 1st Army of the Soviet Red Army to see the once arrogant White Guard Cossack cavalry at such a close distance, and they carried the captured soldiers on their backs.  After the cart with weapons, sabers and saddles entered the city, it aroused bursts of cheers from the Soviet Red Army soldiers. The soldiers of the 13th Regiment who returned from the attack were all smiling with their chests puffed out, as if they were fighting heroes.  , of course, only when these young men can successfully and safely withdraw from the city and step into the moat, can these young men truly feel that they have won a key battle.

    Of course, Tukhachevsky was also very happy. Although he was wondering, could it be that the Cossack cavalry in the south of the city only had a single battalion and was holding up a banner and pulling a tiger's skin to fool him?  In any case, the gains and results of Yakir's adventurous attack led by the 13th Regiment of the 4th Division were huge, and the morale boost to the 1st Army Group that was stationed in Saransk was also quite huge. Tukhachevsky looked at it  The acting teacher's eyes were filled with smiles.

    At this time, the enemy's shelling in the north of the city had stopped long ago. Obviously, the previous judgments of Tukhachevsky, Xia Boyang, and Furmanov were correct. The enemy was about to attack, and even after a few hours of rest and arrangements,  There was no way to start. Of course, the news of the successful attack in the south of the city had already spread throughout the city. Xia Boyang and Furmanov had once again rushed back to the inner city headquarters from their positions on horseback. Ubo, the commander of the 3rd Division,  Levich and the commander of the 5th Division, Kolker, also rode back anxiously.

    Even the political commissar Kobozev, who was assigned by Tukhachevsky to guard the southern position of Yakir, did not know when he returned to the headquarters compound.

    Tukhachevsky was not ashamed of himself and ordered all positions to continue to strengthen their vigilance to guard against the enemy's cold guns. He turned around and took his excited division commanders back to the headquarters operations room.  I heard Xia Boyang shouting at the orderly behind him, telling the chief to immediately help the army's logistics to divide the horse meat and prepare potato and horse meat soup.

    Furmanov whispered to Kobozev of the Army Group that all the captures of the Soviet Red Army must be returned to the public. As a division commander who was a political commissar of the cavalry division, I had to get a better horse this time. If the logistics of the Army Group were not provided to me,  He also led a team to attack and seize the horses of the White Guard Cossacks!

    "Jona Emanujlovic, come on, take a drink first. The 13th Infantry Regiment fought very well this time. After you finish drinking, can you quickly tell us what you touched? Why is Kolchak only in the south of the city?  Sent a cavalry battalion? And it was so vulnerable?" Tukhachevsky took a bowl of water from the orderly and handed it to the acting division commander Yakir.

    "Yes! Tell me quickly, how did you fight? Is it because the Cossack cavalry buried pots in the village to cook and got sick, and they collectively had diarrhea and ran away and were so vulnerable? I heard that you actually dared to go out with a white flag.  , Aren¡¯t you worried about Comrade Political Commissar enforcing battlefield discipline at the back?¡±

    The person speaking was the commander of the 2nd Infantry Division, Furmanov. Of course, this guy was half-joking and half-seriously, but he glanced at the political commissar of the group army opposite. Speaking of which, Furmanov was actually doing it for Yakil and the infantry.  Hello, the 13th Regiment, this stall allows Tukhachevs to? Express your position in person so that you can save Yakir from future troubles. Otherwise, if you are reported by a political commissar at some level for something in the future, you will have to live with it.

    "How can that be possible, Dmitri Andreevich? Before the team set off, I specifically asked Comrade Commander for instructions before I dared to go out with a white flag. Otherwise, it would be okay, let alone the political commissar of the group army.  My division political commissar might even dare to call my name with a machine gun from behind! If you don¡¯t believe me, ask the commander!¡± Yakir said bitterly, putting down the half-drunk water bowl.

    "Going out under the white flag is approved by me. No one is allowed to joke about it. If Moscow is to blame, I, Tukhachevsky, the commander of the army, will shoulder the responsibility. But if anyone dares to gossip behind his back, then the 1st Army  But there is no place for him, do you hear it clearly?" Tukhachevsky shouted with a sullen face.

    "Understood!" Several division commanders and political commissars stood at attention. Kobozev, the political commissar of the group army, grinned helplessly. Under Tukhachevsky's focused gaze, he reluctantly expressed his stance,

    "Mikhail Nikolayevich is right. The 1st Army is a united whole, and no one can cheat on others. However, Comrade Commander, after all, I am also the political commissar and chief of staff of the Army.  If the troops do something like this in the future, they must be cautious and at least say hello to me. I was really shocked when Yakir¡¯s 13th Regiment raised the white flag earlier!¡±
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