Categories > Original > Historical > Where The Wolf Did Step
June 5, 1916
Praise be the Gods. The Russians have broken onto Austro-Hungarian soil, and the troops going for Vicenza are retreating, to face them. If we could, we’d kiss Aleksei Brusilov’s feet. His offensive saved us from most certain doom. Our own plans for an offensive are slow, but promising. As long as our troops can hold themselves together, and push through the lines, we can make this count.
Ma accumulino rende solo uno di un bersaglio di dimensioni maggiori.
Praise be the Gods. The Russians have broken onto Austro-Hungarian soil, and the troops going for Vicenza are retreating, to face them. If we could, we’d kiss Aleksei Brusilov’s feet. His offensive saved us from most certain doom. Our own plans for an offensive are slow, but promising. As long as our troops can hold themselves together, and push through the lines, we can make this count.
Ma accumulino rende solo uno di un bersaglio di dimensioni maggiori.
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