As the snowflakes obscured the last rays of sunlight, a tsunami-like roar erupted outside Kozelrets Town, "The Russians are retreating!"
"We've won, charge!"
"Maintain formation, don't chase recklessly."
Madaliniski personally led the Grenadier Battalion into the town, while hundreds of Winged Cavalry continued to pursue Samoylov's routed troops.
Kosciuszko lowered his telescope and exhaled a long sigh of relief.
Kutuzov's main forces hadn't caught up yet, and he had already cleared the way to the Dnieper River. At last, the Polish Army's foundation was secured...
He suddenly remembered something, turned to look towards the southeast, and asked the staff officer beside him, "It seems General Kilinsky has blocked the Russians coming from the Caucasus."
The staff officer hesitated, then said in a low voice, "Marshal, according to the report from the Guard Cavalry Camp, it was the wounded soldiers in the rear who fought desperately to stop Gudovich's raid."
"Wounded soldiers?"
