Under the forced request of Brigadier General Orlov Jr., the two brigade commanders had no choice but to return to the camp to reorganize the army and vent all the grievances they had suffered at Brigadier General Orlov Jr. on their subordinate regimental commanders.
The two brigade commanders first called the regiment commanders who had suffered heavy losses to the open space in front of the camp, and then ordered the regiment commanders to kneel on the ground and take off their clothes in front of everyone, and then severely beat the regiment commanders with whips.
While beating him on the back, he angrily scolded these regimental commanders for their incompetence in leading the team and bringing shame to their brigade.
The regiment commander who was whipped clenched his teeth and remained silent until the two brigade commanders finished the ten lashes.
"Now, you should return to your respective troops immediately to straighten out the military discipline of your troops. Kill those who deserve to be killed and punish those who deserve to be punished. I don't want to see the defeat like just now continue to happen!" The two brigade commanders said fiercely to
The surrounding regimental leaders said: "As soon as you retreat, the division commander will be dissatisfied! If the division commander is dissatisfied, we will also be criticized! If we are criticized, you will not feel better!"
The surrounding regiment commanders looked at the two regiment commanders kneeling on the ground with lingering fear. No one wanted to suffer such abuse. They quickly assured the two brigade commanders that they would definitely improve military discipline and you would not let what happened just now happen.
Happen again.
The two brigade commanders nodded with satisfaction after hearing the assurance from their subordinates, and then said again: "Remember what you said!"
Immediately, they took out their gold-plated pocket watches and glanced at the time before continuing: "It is now 10 o'clock in the morning. I give you 5 hours to organize the army in your hands! At three o'clock in the afternoon, the division commander will come to inspect you in person.
Then I will follow you to the front line!"
"Division Commander is going to the front line?!!!" The regimental commanders showed shocked expressions after hearing the news that Brigadier General Orlov Jr. was going to the front line.
Since the Battle of the Danube began, first the commander-in-chief (Paskevich) went to the front line to supervise the battle, and then the deputy commander (Gorchakov) also went to the front line to supervise the battle. Now the division commander also has to go to the front line to supervise the battle. Why is this battle getting more and more difficult?
pill!
"Brigadier Commander, for the sake of the division commander's safety, it's better not to let the division commander go to the front line!" Several regiment leaders even tactfully expressed their protest to the brigade commander.
After all, if Commander Orlov Jr. disappears on the front line, their division will all suffer.
They had heard that their little Commander Orlov had a close relationship with Count Orlov from the "Third Section". If he were gone, Count Orlov would probably think that they were the cause of the problem.
As a result, if this whole wrangling continues, I don’t know how many people will be sent to Siberia.
"Whoever has the ability to prevent the division commander from going to the front line will go! Anyway, we two don't have this ability!" The brigade commander showed an impatient look, pointed to the distance and said: "What you have to do now is, give it to me
Do everything you can to tear open that damn barbed wire fence, and then crush the interveners behind the barbed wire! Do you understand?"
"Understood!" Sensing the melancholy contained in the brigade commander's words, the regiment leader quickly stood at attention and responded loudly.
"Okay! I hope to see your next performance!" The two brigade commanders nodded and turned to leave the military camp.
Watching the two brigade commanders walking away from each other, the regiment leader immediately carefully helped up the group commanders who were kneeling on the ground in teams of two.
At this time, the foreheads of these regiment leaders who had been severely punished were already soaked with sweat, and several red and purple whip marks appeared on their backs.
"Thank you!" The group leaders who were helped up expressed their gratitude to their colleagues around them angrily.
With the help of their colleagues, several regiment leaders were carried to the camp beds in the camp.
The colleagues immediately called the few medical staff in the brigade headquarters to treat them. The medical staff carefully took out a bottle from the medical box, and then smeared the contents of the bottle on the backs of the regimental leaders.
"Ah!" The leader, who had applied the doctor's prescription, first let out a scream, and after a while, he smiled again.
"Just rest for a few days and you'll be fine!" The doctor, who saw that his ancient prescription showed no side effects, stood up, got on the suitcase again and left.
After bidding farewell to the medical leader, he returned to the camp and said to the leader lying on the bed in a half-joking and half-serious tone: "You have been whipped, but you don't have to go to the battlefield! We will be in big trouble. If the attack fails,
If everything goes well, I'm afraid we will be in big trouble!"
"Hey! Who allowed those damn British and French troops to block our attack in this way! If our two armies square off and fight one-on-one, I will definitely let them know what a real army is!"
"Come on! Your army still wants to compete with others. I remember that the first collapse started with your regiment!"
"Don't talk nonsense! My regiment didn't escape until the end! Now what's the point of saying who escaped first! The key is the next battle, what should we do?"
"What else can we do? It's just to exchange casualties for a breakthrough! We don't know how many times we have used this method! Anyway, in the eyes of the dignitaries in Moscow, the soldiers under our command are not as good as a meal for them.
precious!"
"Hey! This is the only way!"
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After the regimental commanders gathered together to complain, they each returned to their respective regiments to carry out the work of rectifying military discipline.
Of course, in the process of rectifying military discipline, we will inevitably encounter some conflicts.
The regiment commanders, who also had a certain amount of negative emotions accumulated in their hearts, naturally chose to release their emotions to people weaker than themselves. This time the rectification of military discipline resulted in the deaths of more than fifty people.
The Russian Imperial officers once again used bullets and whips to establish their authority in front of the "grey animals". The soldiers hanging on the tree trunks became the most effective weapons to deter the "gray animals".
The Russian officers ruthlessly controlled the army with their brutal methods. Soon, the Russian Empire, which was originally on the verge of collapse, once again restored its original morale.
As the sun gradually moves from east to south and then west, the designated gathering time is soon reached.
All the soldiers of the 1st Division (currently 14,000 soldiers remain), led by their regiment commander/deputy regiment commander, formed a square formation in company units for review.
Little Orlov, riding on a white charger, reviewed the team with his two brigade commanders.
When the white war horses arrived at the first phalanx from the last phalanx, Brigadier General Orlov Jr. had a smile on his face. Looking ahead, he looked at the two brigade commanders who were half a horse behind him.
He lightly praised: "You did a good job!"
"This is what we should do!" The two brigade commanders who were praised responded to Brigadier General Orlov with extremely flattering expressions.
"Set off!"
Following Brigadier General Orlov Jr.'s order, two brigades plus three infantry artillery batteries (twenty-five artillery pieces) set off again in the direction of the French army.
The infantry and artillerymen of the Russian Empire, who had passed through the bushes and thorns, once again saw the French camp located on the slope.
When the army arrived about one kilometer away from the camp, three artillery batteries stopped, and the commander of the artillery company issued the order of Brigadier General Orlov Jr., skilled gunners (the literacy rate in the Russian Empire was only 0.6%, and the vast majority of gunners
All based on feeling) Start calibrating the artillery.
The remaining infantry continued to advance toward the coalition camp. The infantry stopped again after reaching a position about 600 meters from the coalition barbed wire fence.
"Division commander, we can't go any further! We can do it here!" the two brigade commanders persuaded Brigadier General Orlov.
Although it was still 700 meters away from the allied trenches, the two brigade commanders did not dare to let Little Orlov continue to move forward. (They did not know that the maximum range of the Migne gun was 918 meters. Little Orlov
Love even believed that the range of the rifles in the hands of the coalition forces was only about 400 meters)
Brigadier General Orlov, who has a slightly stubborn personality, believes that since he has said that he wants to be with the soldiers, he must not be able to supervise the battle from such a distance.
Therefore, little Orlov was ready to continue moving forward regardless of the dissuasion of the two brigade commanders.
His move happened to be observed with a telescope by Major General Canrobert in the trench.
"Have you seen that person?" Major General Canrobert pointed at the position where little Orlov was about to be and said to Captain Jerome Patterson beside him.
Captain Jerome Patterson squinted and looked in the direction pointed by Major General Canrobert, "I see it!"
"Let the soldiers of the Zhuav Regiment be ready! This is a big fish that has been delivered to your door! You can't just let it go!" Major General Canrobert said with a hint of excitement.
Jérôme Patterson, who understood the subtext of Major General Canrobert, told the "snipers" what Major General Canrobert said. These snipers, who were personally selected by Brigadier General Bazin, immediately expressed their opinions to Jérôme Patterson.
He would definitely not let Brigadier General Orlov go.
Poor little Brigadier General Orlov didn't know that he had been targeted by more than a dozen "snipers" since he stepped onto the front line.
Brigadier General Orlov, who was completely unaware of his future fate, continued to move forward despite the objections of his two battalion commanders. He stopped only after arriving at a position about 530 meters away from the trench, and this distance happened to be within the effective range of the Migne rifle.
Within the shooting range, several Miner guns were aimed directly at Brigadier General Orlov Jr.
"superior!"
At the order of Brigadier General Orlov Jr., the Russian Imperial Army charged towards the position of the coalition forces like an overwhelming force.
Major General Canrobert in the trench still stood calmly and said to Jerome Patterson beside him: "Tell the troops to let them get closer before fighting!"
Jerome Patterson turned to convey Major General Canrobert's orders to the regiments.
When the Russian Imperial Army was only about 200 meters away from the barbed wire fence, Canrobel took a deep breath and said: "Fight!"
