Yakov cherkaski stood in front of the grain and grass burned to ashes, holding a blood stained feather arrow in his hand. Beside him lay dozens of corpses. These are soldiers of the grain transport team. More than an hour ago, they were still lively young men, but now they have lost their lives forever.

    Since Yakov cherkaski''s 5000 Russian troops entered Polotsk, his troops have been attacked more than ten times a day. There seemed to be countless ghosts staring at them by the swamp, behind the hills and in the dense forest. As long as the soldiers of Czarist Russia were lax or far away from the big army, these ghosts would rush out and reap their lives with the rain of arrows and light sabres. However, most of the cavalry led by Yakov cherkaski were Boye cavalry and pistol cavalry familiar with frontal combat. They are good at riding and breaking through the tight infantry phalanx, but in the face of this Tatar attack, they are often left behind and backed up.

    "I knew I should have brought a team of Don Cossacks. Damn Lithuanians," Yakov cherkaski thought bitterly, breaking the feather arrow in his hand.

    Yakov cherkaski and his officers knew that the "ghost" in these soldiers was just the Polish light cavalry, but they had no way to deal with it. The only thing they can do is to gather a huge army of 5000 people together as much as possible, so as not to give the cavalry of the Republic of Poland an opportunity.

    But in this way, the speed of the army slowed down greatly. The road from Smolensk to Polotsk was not spacious and the bridge was in disrepair for a long time. Under the action of the 5000 person corps, many bridges collapsed, killing and injuring many soldiers.

    More difficult is the supply of the army. At that time, the logistical supply capacity of the armies of various European countries was basically zero. To fight in enemy territory for a long time, we rely on plundering local villages and towns to supplement our consumption, which is generally the responsibility of a special search team. Czar Russia is certainly no exception.

    The only exception is the siege of Smolensk, which ended not long ago. In order to make the battle sudden, Prince Alexei chose to launch an attack on Smolensk in winter. The supplies of the more than 60000 czar Russian troops were completely supported by the stocks hoarded in Moscow and lejev fortress in advance.

    But now, the search team searching for supplies did not dare to go far away from the large forces to collect food in a distant village, because they all knew that they had a pair of eyes staring at themselves and waiting for themselves to fall into the net. Any search team that breaks away from the safe range cannot be safe.

    The transport team transporting grain and grass from the rear of Smolensk is also the focus of the Polish light cavalry. Like this completely annihilated transport team, five such transport teams have been poisoned in a row. Grain was burned and soldiers were cut to death.

    Yakov cherkaski also sent bait to try to lure these light cavalry and encircle and annihilate them once and for all. But the commander of the light cavalry can always easily distinguish the bait thrown by Yakov cherkaski.

    In this way, even if the army regardless of the food and grass they carry, they will have no food to retreat if they can''t quickly attack the castle or get supplies from the local area when the transportation line is cut off.

    "You pigs, find a way for me quickly. Do you want to attack Polotsk hungry?"

    Yakov cherkaski shouted angrily at the officers around him. He tried to cover up his helplessness in this way.

    In the face of Yakov cherkaski''s anger, the officers were silent. Most of the aristocratic officers of Czar Russia at that time had not received the systematic military training of Western Europe, and they fought entirely on the experience left by generations.

    Their ancestors were also defeated in this Tatar style light cavalry tactics, and there was no good experience for them.

    "Peter liula, you say." Yakov cherkaski, seeing that no one was talking, personally called an officer''s name.

    The young officer named petrula trembled like an electric shock when he heard Yakov cherkaski point his name. And the officers around him were as far away from the unlucky guy.

    "You say, how to deal with these light cavalry so that they no longer pose a threat to our transportation line. If you can''t say a way... Yakov cherkaski added, looking at petrula''s shaking body.

    Before Yakov cherkaski finished, the poor officer suddenly fell straight to the ground and fainted.

    But this does not mean that petrula can escape Yakov cherkaski''s anger. The general''s angry whip falls on petrula. It was full of twenty whips.

    "General, I have an idea."

    At this time, Yakov cherkaski''s adjutant, the lucky Smolensk little noble Bix, stood out from behind a group of tsarist Russian officers and said.

    "Oh, what can you do?" Yakov cherkaski turned his eyes to his "adjutant", with an accident in his eyes.

    After Gregory''s death, Bix, the so-called second aide, should have taken over from Gregory according to tradition. However, Yakov cherkaski used to make Bix his adjutant in order to balance the anzumov family and the shichenko family. How could he hand over such an important position as his first adjutant to a small polish aristocrat. Therefore, he directly promoted an officer from the old Boyer aristocracy of Czar Russia to replace the dead Gregory. For this arrangement, Bix did not have any emotion and complaints. As usual, he tried his best to assist the new adjutant.

    Such a guy who usually does nothing but speak out now says he has a way to deal with light cavalry. Not only Yakov cherkaski, but also the officers of Czar Russia were curious.

    "General, we can deal with the threat of Polish light cavalry to our supply line in a stupid way," Bix said.

    "Stupid way, how stupid?" someone among the officers laughed.

    "Shut up."

    Yakov cherkaski said this to the officer who was laughing in the dark, not Bix. Obviously, he was interested in what Bix called another mode of transportation.

    "You go on."

    "We can build a simple wooden bunker every ten to fifteen miles along the march route, and arrange a small team of soldiers in it. Then we can connect our supply lines with iron piles and your Boye cavalry as iron chains. Because the devina river is parallel to our march route, we can even use rafts to transport cavalry to patrol back and forth. In this way , even if the enemy''s light cavalry wants to intercept, they can''t stop us. After all, even if the light cavalry is powerful, the war horse can''t swim. "

    Although Bix''s method can not eliminate the light cavalry, it can effectively eliminate the threat of Polish light cavalry to the transportation supply line, and can greatly save manpower.

    Yakov cherkaski nodded endlessly, obviously very satisfied.

    "Just do what you say," said Yakov cherkaski.