In the next few days, a large number of Poles were driven by the Russian army to the Castle of Kazakhstan. Jewski was willing to accept the Poles under the city, but the Castle of Kazakh could no longer accommodate such a large population. More importantly,
It was only a few days before Jewski received a report from the logistics officer that food was running low.
"Your Excellency, Chief, I have to inform you with regret that based on the current situation, the food in the city can only be consumed for seven days at most."
"What, didn't the city store enough food to feed an army of 50,000 people for more than a month?"
Jevitsky was surprised and even more frightened. Food is the most important thing in the army.
"Your Excellency, Chief, you have to understand that we have been holding on in Kazakh Fort for more than a month. If there were not so many refugees pouring into the city, our food could last for more than another month, but now there are 40,000 more people in the city.
If you open too many mouths, our food will not be able to feed them. Therefore, under the restricted conditions, the food in the city can only last for ten days at most.
Jevsky did not expect that the situation had become so serious. It is conceivable that once the food in the city is exhausted, then the hungry people will open the city gates and go out to look for food without the Russian army attacking the city. By then, Kazakh Fort
It will be broken without attacking.
Thinking of this terrible consequence, Jewski was trembling. Only now did he understand why the Russian army drove those Poles to Kazakh Fort. They came to help Jewski and the others consume food. Could it be that
After more than a month of hard work and the sacrifice of countless Polish soldiers' lives and blood to save the Kazakh Fort, will it be captured by the Russian army with such despicable means?
Are there three big words shining in Jewski's brain now? That is: What to do.
He stood up and walked back and forth in the room, raising his head to look at the ceiling from time to time, but there was only a mush in his head. What could he do? There was no way at all.
"You go down first, remember this news must not leak out, and more troops than usual are deployed to guard the food. In addition, a rationing system is now implemented in the city. Each of our soldiers must ensure three hundred grams of rations.
Among the refugees, each adult will be given 150 grams, and each child will be given 100 grams. Remember, any refugee who robs food does not need to be reported to me and will be executed directly. I think you understand, go on."
After the logistics officer took the order and left, Yevitsky sat down on the chair. In order to capture the Kazakh Fort, it was beyond Yevitsky's expectation that the Russians would be so ruthless.
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"Vatov, how is the situation there?"
"Don't worry, captain. I have asked Rilke and Schweik to monitor the Polish granary. But I don't know what happened today. There are many Polish soldiers guarding the granary."
Two sneaky figures gathered in a house that was damaged by stray bullets in Kazakh Fort and whispered.
"Hmph. Even those Poles are worthy of being called soldiers. If it weren't for the strong strength of the Kazakh Fort, we would have invaded long ago."
"Yes, yes, the captain is right, those Poles are like lambs to be slaughtered in front of you."
One figure said flatteringly to another figure. Obviously the one with a humble tone was the one named Vatov.
"Stop flattering and do what you should do well. Among the second batch of people who entered the city last time, there were our people. I have already contacted them. You will send a few more people to find them right away.
Tell them a little bit about our plans."
"Okay. Captain, I'll do it when I get back."
"Well, I'll leave this area west of the city to you."
The figure who was called the captain by Vatov nodded, and then slowly climbed out of the damaged house. Outside the house, there were several ragged people lying on the ground. At first glance, they looked like the Kazakh Fort at this moment.
There seems to be no difference between the refugees everywhere in the city. But if you look carefully, you will find that although these people are lying on the ground, several of them are lying around the broken house. If there is any attempt to get close to this place, they will not be able to escape.
their eyes.
After the captain came out, the few people lying on the ground stretched out lazily, and then left the place one by one in an orderly manner.
After the people outside were mostly gone, Vatov inside the house climbed out step by step, and then turned along the street and into a corner on the other side.
These sneaky people were Kutuzov's spies among the Polish refugees. Although at the city gate Jewski ordered people to test the dialects of the refugees, some of them had unclear speech or spoke awkwardly.
The suspects were imprisoned, so the more than 200 Russian soldiers who entered the city at the beginning also suffered some losses, but in the end, more than 100 Russian soldiers entered the Kazakh Fort.
Under the command of the captain, these more than 100 Russian troops began to have planned contact with Polish soldiers or refugees in the city. Of course, they also had a purpose.
"Butou, how is your information gathering going?"
"Boss, please let me go. How could I make a mistake? I have already inquired. Starting tonight, food in the entire city will be rationed. I heard that we people only have a supply of 150 grams of black bread every day.
"
The man called Big Head said to Vatov respectfully. The nickname was not without reason. The head of the man called Big Head was really big. Even though Vatov was very cautious when facing the captain, but
Vatov was very powerful in front of these subordinates. After all, Vatov was also a Russian battalion commander.
"Well, you did a good job, Boshko. After you get the news, you immediately go to the refugees and spread it. Before the food is distributed in the evening, the people in the entire west of the city know the news, and tell the Poles
Just say that the Polish soldiers in the city will each receive one kilogram of grain."
"Okay, boss"
A lean man responded.
"Butou, how much money do we have left?"
Vatov's question made Datou very embarrassed, and Datou hesitated and said:
"Boss, you also know that the information I inquired about is basically top secret, so the money will be spent relatively quickly."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense. I'm not here to check the accounts. I'm just asking you how much money we have left. Just tell me."
"Boss, we still have more than a hundred gold coins and three various gems."
"Nima, I remember, didn't we bring more than 400 gold coins and eight gems into the city? That's all we have left now!"
Obviously Datou's answer made Vatov very angry.
"Boss, you said you didn't check the accounts."
The aggrieved Datou said bravely in the face of Vatov's angry gaze, and Vatov had no choice but to swallow his breath after listening to Datou's words:
"Forget it, let you go. Since you did get some important news before, I won't argue with you. How much food do we have?"
"As for food, we still have a lot of it. When we came in from outside, every brother brought more or less some with him, and I also spent a lot of money to get a lot of food from the Poles, which is probably enough.
Dozens of us have been eating for more than a month.”
“I guess you spent your money on the right place”
As he spoke, Vatov turned to the forty or fifty people squatting in front of him and whispered:
"Now those Poles must have noticed something is wrong. Since there are more Polish guards in the granary, we will not pass this time. The province will make those Poles suspicious, and after the news that you will cut rations spreads in the west of the city,
, in addition to getting food from me, try to come to my place as little as possible, and don’t keep the money. The sooner you spend it, the better. Try to find more food for us."
"Um"
After seeing everyone nodding, Vatov dismissed everyone and sent them away.
Obviously, the Russians have taken advantage of the influx of refugees into Kazakhstan and deployed a very tight spy network in the city. Moreover, this network is divided into regions. This Vatov is the person in charge of the west part of the city. Naturally, there are also people in the other three districts.
Each person is in charge, and the person called the captain is the overall person in charge of the Russian army's spy in the entire Kazakh Fort.
Before sending these people into the Kazakh Fort, Kutuzov organized some experts who were proficient in this field to teach these people a lesson. In order to allow these informants to quickly open up the situation, Kutuzov also asked
They brought a lot of property with them, all of which was to allow the Russian army to better stir up the muddy waters of Kazakh Fort.
It was not just Vatov's force that was active in the Castle of Kazakhstan. By evening, most of the refugees in the Castle of Kazakhstan knew that the defenders were preparing to reduce rations. However, many people still did not know that the defenders were preparing to reduce rations.
I believe it, because Jewski was not stingy when he treated these refugees some time ago. Although he only supplied black bread, at least he was still full, so people were in a state of doubt.
But in the evening, when all the refugees took over the food from the defenders, they discovered that the news that had been circulated before was actually true. There was really only a supply of 150 grams of black bread, and the defenders who distributed the food were still
Tell the refugees that from now on this 150 grams of black bread will be their food for the day.
What is the concept of one hundred and fifty grams? One pound is five hundred grams, one hundred and fifty grams is three taels, and an adult needs at least one pound of food a day, so one hundred and fifty grams of food is absolutely
Not enough to eat.
Seeing this, the refugees who were waiting to receive food began to protest one after another under the instigation of caring people. But at this moment, a voice came out:
"Those soldiers received one kilogram of food each! This is not fair."
This completely made the refugees receiving food excited.
PS: Sweat, I’m sorry, I poked my eyes, and I typed two chapters and two hundred and eight chapters correctly. I’m really sorry. I can’t change it now, so I have to give it up. Now I’ve corrected it, please forgive me!!!