Chapter 708 Promise

Chapter 709 Promise

Bagration sent elite royal cavalry, whose quality was far beyond that of the Cossacks.

However, Madalinsky and his soldiers firmly resisted the repeated attacks of the thousand cavalry with their bayonets. Even though there were constant casualties, they did not flinch at all.

It was not until most of the day that the Russian cavalry found that they could not attack the Polish infantry, so they planned to use the gap next to the river valley to bypass them.

However, two majestic squadrons of hussars immediately stopped them.

Subsequently, the Polish infantry cooperated with the flank attack and killed forty or fifty Russians on the spot.

The next day, the Russian cavalry, which had suffered a loss, suspended its attack.

By three o'clock in the afternoon, nearly a thousand Russian cavalry arrived from north of Bryansk.

It turned out that the Russian cavalry commander had sent someone to ask for reinforcements from Bagration the night before.

In fact, there are thousands of Russian infantry behind, on the road 8 versts, or 8.5 kilometers away.

Before dusk fell, 2,000 Russian cavalry rushed towards the defense line commanded by Madalinsky again.

Since it was not equipped with artillery - Madalinsky knew that artillery was the hope for the main force to capture the Kursk Fortress, so he did not ask for artillery support - so the damage to the enemy cavalry was very limited, and the Poles could only continue to shrink their defense line. , to make up for the gap caused by attrition.

Fortunately, it was cloudy today and the sun set at half past five, so the Russians had to retreat first.

In the Polish camp, a lieutenant reported to Madalinski: "Sir Colonel, we have killed 107 people and seriously injured 205 people."

Madalinsky nodded silently and said to the adjutant: "Let everyone have a good rest. Tomorrow is another day."

There were only 1,000 soldiers left, and the Russians were gathering more and more. He didn't know if he could fulfill his promise to hold on for three days.

He grinned, maybe he could only wait until he went to hell before confessing to General Kosciuszko. Anyway, he had many people to confess to, so one more person would be nothing.

Early the next morning, the Russian army wasted no time and immediately launched a fierce attack on the Polish defense line.

Madalinsky himself stood in the middle of the line holding a flintlock musket.

At this time, there was nothing to command at all, and he felt that instead of constantly shouting "Hold on" to the soldiers, it would be more useful to add a little more firepower.

The ground began to shake.

Madalinsky's ears were filled with shouts of "Ula!", the sound of guns, the sound of military drums, and his hands were mechanically loading and shooting...

Until the sun turned directly above his head, he found that his arms were exhausted from fatigue, and he couldn't help but curse a few words: "Damn it, it's not as good as it was more than ten years ago."

He turned around and saw that his defense line was less than 200 meters wide.

Even many seriously injured soldiers were sitting on the ground, but they were still struggling to raise their guns and shoot at the enemy.

After an unknown amount of time, Madalinsky could no longer hold the gun and stood there breathing heavily. As a commander, he had indeed not conducted shooting training for a long time.

The hussars were also compressed into a very narrow area on both sides of the defense line. Many cavalry simply dismounted, picked up a flintlock rifle and joined the defense line.

The Russians had actually been able to bypass them and continue heading east, but they seemed to want to retaliate against their stubborn enemies and still gathered around to launch fierce attacks.

Madalinsky glanced at the already setting sun and shouted with all his strength: "Everyone, hold on!"

Suddenly, a Russian cavalryman passed by him. Without the threat of a bayonet, the cavalryman's saber easily cut his neck.

Madalinsky felt that the power was quickly leaving him. He glanced at the sun one last time and wanted to say to the soldiers, "There is still one hour at most," but he could not say anything.

It finally got dark.

The Russian soldiers looked at the piles of Polish corpses under the light of torches, but they did not feel the joy of victory at all.

Instead, a huge sense of fear surged in their hearts.

None of these Poles surrendered!

After the last hundred or so people were tightly surrounded, they actually launched a hand-to-hand charge towards the thousands of cavalry.

The Russian soldiers are trying to avoid the thought that keeps coming back - if all Poles are like this, then do they still have any hope of winning this war?

South of Bryansk.

At the edge of the Black Forest in Sivilia, Kosciuszko looked north and felt something blocked in his chest.

The Russians never caught up.

He knew that Madalinsky and his soldiers had fulfilled their promise.

Next, it's time for you to fulfill your promise to your motherland.

…

Eastern suburbs of Minsk.

In a carriage escorted by nearly a hundred cavalry, Marshal Alexander Vasilyevich Suvorov looked helplessly as he turned over information about the Polish garrison in Minsk.

He was originally "on vacation" in Smolensk, but unexpectedly he was suddenly sent to the front line by the Tsar.

It’s really hard for these young people today to be of great use. He was complaining in his heart, but his hand stopped, he turned forward a few pages, then turned back, and then handed the pile of documents to the officer sitting opposite: "General Tolmazov, this question is I’ll leave it up to you.”

The latter took the document, read it for a long time, and said in surprise: "Marshal, I don't quite understand what you mean."

Suvorov said lazily: "The composition of the Polish army."

"?"

"Well, the Velino Corps, Trakai Corps, and even the Drosicyn Corps, which is far away, have been incorporated, but there are no troops from Courland."

Tormasov frowned immediately.

Courland is a duchy in northeastern Poland, but it has little independence and is a vassal state of Lithuania. Poland is engaged in a national war, and they did not send troops, which is indeed very unusual.

"You mean, the Courland Army will have other actions?"

"Riga Port." Suvorov said, "If I'm not mistaken, they will soon launch an attack there."

Riga is Russia's most important seaport in the Baltic Sea. If it is attacked, Russia will definitely send troops to rescue it.

Tormasov said: "The Polish defense line has been retreating continuously, they should not split up their troops..."

Suvorov shook his head: "No, they have already done this once in Bryansk and are approaching Moscow. I have reason to suspect that Riga is the same."

Tormasov nodded hurriedly and said: "Yes, Marshal, I will send people to strengthen Riga's defense later."

At this moment, Kosinski was leading 4,000 soldiers in Courland anxiously waiting for logistical supplies-it was too poor there. More than half a month had passed, and the supplies needed by the army had not been gathered.

And Suvorov, the Russian god of war, had a flash of inspiration and directly disrupted the Polish army's northern strategy.

Not long after, the carriage stopped outside the Russian temporary command post.

Suvorov got off the car and saw a group of generals about to salute him. He immediately glared and said loudly: "Who allowed you to waste time here? Immediately, launch an attack on the Polish defense line!"