Bright Sword's Minion Interspersed

Chapter 330 Must Be A Dream
(One)

"In terms of tactics, I watched a few of their more classic battle minutes and found an interesting pattern." Guan Shan first threw out his phased conclusions.

Sure enough, the three old revolutionaries became interested.

"I found out that the old man always likes to play a big deep retreat around August. It seems that he loses his armor and armor and loses everything. Then his opponent will chase after him, and his morale will be boosted..." Guan Shan scratched Scratching his scalp, he said, "But in fact, if you say that he is pretending to be defeated, it really doesn't look like..."

"You're talking about the Battle of Borodino commanded by Kutuzov, right? It's in Frunze's textbook." Mr. Liu interrupted and asked.

"Yes, there is this one." Guan Shan nodded again and again, then squatted down and rummaged through a roll of maps, took out one and hung it on the blackboard.

The three old revolutionaries stood up and walked to the map to look at it.

"It doesn't sound like Russian?" Boss Ling said to himself suspiciously.

"German." Mr. Zuo pointed to a badge in the lower right corner of the map and said with certainty: "Berlin Military Academy, the school where Clausewitz was the principal."

"German military academy, oh, it should be more objective to study the war between Russia and France from a third party." Boss Ling nodded slightly.

"Guan Shan? Do you speak German?" Mr. Liu asked in surprise.

"No." Guan Shan shook his head with a smile, shook the book in his hand and said: "It has been translated into Russian, and the Russian and German versions are compared. I have consulted Boss Zuo's secretary in many places."

"This kid is improving very fast! Xiao Wang told me that he stumbled and stumbled on the Chinese-Russian dictionary and actually gnawed it down." Mr. Zuo told Mr. Ling and Mr. Liu with a smile.

"Not bad, not bad!" Mr. Liu gave a thumbs up with a smile, Mr. Liu snorted Guan Shan's head, and said with a smile, "The young man is amazing!"

"Hey! Old Liu, don't touch his head!" Mr. Zuo hurriedly removed Mr. Liu's hand and gave him a glare.

Boss Ling ignored them, and moved closer to the map with his hands behind his back to look carefully.

(two)

Borodino Village is 125 kilometers west of Moscow, on the banks of the Kolocha River, a tributary of the Moscow River. The frontal width of the position is about 8 kilometers. The right wing is close to the river, and the left wing is inaccessible forest terrain.

The central position is a high ground, and behind it are forests and bushes that are convenient for concealed deployment of troops.

"Resist the front with the basic force and buy time for the detour troops..." Mr. Ling muttered in a low voice, he must understand what Guan Shan meant.

A large deep retreat lures the enemy to go deep, demolishing fortresses, destroying buildings and clearing the fields along the way, lengthening the enemy's logistics supply line as much as possible, and increasing the enemy's logistics consumption.

"After all, the opponent is Napoleon, and Kutuzov only lasted for about ten days. The time for this battle is at the end of August and early September, before winter." Mr. Zuo and Mr. Liu also communicated and expressed emotion.

Unlike Mr. Ling, who was recuperating and studying by the way, both of them received systematic military education in Frunze, from military theory to military history to military practice, so they were very familiar with various details of this battle. More than 20 troops with a total of thousands of cannons bombarded this small village for ten days. The French army suffered more than 4 casualties, and the Russian army suffered more than 6 casualties.

The Russian army withdrew and set fire to Moscow.

On September 9, Napoleon led his army into the city. Looking at the empty city of Moscow that had been burned for three days and three nights, he dug three feet and found nothing.

More than a month later, Napoleon led his army to withdraw from Moscow.

沿途向大军提供后勤保障的9座兵站，还有向前线提供物资运输的由5424辆马车2400辆牛车的26支运输队，大概有11万匹战马和20万头挽畜，此时正被化整为零的俄军小部队猎杀……

"A good fighter has no great achievements." Mr. Zuo muttered softly with his hands behind his back.

"When we kill... in the future, we can't fight like this..." Boss Ling muttered to himself in a low voice, Guan Shan froze for a moment, looked at Boss Ling, but didn't hear anything.

The pronunciation he said is JIANG?His principal?

"Xiao Guan, tell me what you think." Mr. Zuo reminded.

"Okay." Guan Shan came back to his senses, shook the notebook in his hand, and said, "I have compared several kinds of information, and they all say that the army is at the end of its strength at this time. When it set off from France, an army of more than 60 troops arrived in Moscow. There should only be about half of it when it was under the city, and the 10 gathered this time have already done their best..."

"I understand what you mean." Mr. Liu frowned slightly, and continued with Guan Shan's words: "The troops that Kutuzov put together are more than 11 points, and the French army has more than 500 artillery pieces. There are only more than 600 doors, and the firepower of the two sides is basically evenly matched. Your question is, why can’t the Russian army gather more troops and firepower? Is that what you mean?”

Guan Shan nodded vigorously, and said: "That's right, that's right, I watched the war between Russia and Turkey before, the cold weapon era doesn't count, just from the Crimean War where Russia singled out almost the whole of Europe to support Turkey, the superior force It is impossible to win a battle that is assembled and well-executed, but the British and French have no temper when they are alone..."

Shrugging his shoulders, Guan Shan looked at the three old revolutionaries, and muttered in a low voice: "Bosses...Actually, they have never had any tactics, especially individual tactics...or in other words, it is not beliefs that arm ordinary soldiers. , what is that..."

"Then what? What do you mean?" Mr. Zuo didn't realize it all at once.

Guan Shan pouted towards the wine bottle on the table, and said, "Cinnabar, after swallowing, there will be an illusion of invulnerability..."

"See if you can do it!" Mr. Zuo lowered his face and taught him a lesson.

Mr. Liu and Mr. Ling looked at each other, but they did not refute or reprimand Guan Shan.

"Yalou, let me see, let him read the book "Paul Korchagin." Boss Ling said with a cold snort.

"Well, I can make him recite it!" Mr. Liu turned his face and glared at Guan Shan. After a while, he turned his face to look at Mr. Ling, then at Mr. Zuo, and said, "There seems to be nothing in that book. Valuable description of individual tactics..."

"Alcoholism is indeed a serious problem. Military discipline is also a big problem. Although the political commissar system and severe punishment make them afraid, if they take a few more sips of vodka..." Mr. Ling walked back and forth with his hands behind his back After a few steps, he seemed to be talking to himself.

Mr. Liu and Mr. Zuo were also thoughtful.

Asking the Chinese comrades to study the gains and losses of the Winter War, in their understanding, it should be a modest attitude of the Soviet comrades, not afraid to expose their shortcomings, but also to show the closeness of the relationship.

And Guan Shan took the opportunity to bring over all the war cases after the European equipment of rifles and artillery after the modernization and industrialization, Zuo Zong and Ling Zong also supported and acquiesced.

Regardless of whether it is the Soviet Union or Russia, the ultimate goal is to provide reference for the Eighth Route Army.

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(End of this chapter)