Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 570 Vladimir Norton is a pain

"My lord, let me ask for a fight!" Lu Haibo watched anxiously as the allied troops left gracefully, and seeing that Liu Hongjian was silent again, he couldn't help but said impatiently.

The death of Wu Binghao made Lu Haibo feel empty all the time, it was like the deskmate who had been arguing with you all day suddenly disappeared, which made Lu Haibo feel tight in his chest.

"Don't let hatred blind your eyes. The most basic quality of a qualified general is to be able to see the situation clearly and step back!" How could Liu Hongjian not know what this guy was thinking, and he called Lu Haibo back in a deep voice.

"Xie Xinghua, send Jinyiwei to pay close attention to the movement of other troops in Luocha. If there is any urgent matter, let me know quickly, so there must be no mistake!" Liu Hongjian said to Xie Xinghua, deputy Qianhu of Jinyiwei who was standing aside.

Since the re-opening of the East Factory, Cao Huachun was watching domestically, and Jin Yiwei's eyes gradually spread abroad. After more than a year of layout and training, Jin Yiwei now has a large number of masters who are proficient in languages ​​​​of European countries.

And the Chahar Khanate and Raksha Kingdom in the north of Ming Dynasty are the focus of Liu Hongjian's intelligence investigation.

"Humble position is ordered!" Xie Xinghua walked out of the barracks as soon as he cupped his hands.

"The rest of the soldiers rest where they are and don't move rashly. This king asks you to join the battle as soon as the order is sounded,"

"Old Chang, double the number of sentry cavalry, especially in Tailun City, don't let go of any trouble." Liu Hongjian said again.

If you want to bring down the Rakshasa Kingdom, it is difficult and easy to say. Before the successful development of the flower bomb, you can't break through your Lingbao, so if I don't attack it, can't it be done?

Just kill the subjects of your Raksha country, if you really have the guts, you go out to fight with Lao Tzu, and blow your shit out.

"My lord is a talented person. This move is a good tactic, but if the court finds out about it, those officials may be criticized again." Chang Yu thought for a while and said.

After all, the Ming Dynasty established the country with benevolence, righteousness and ethics, and the attack on the Raksha country was not supported by all the officials. If Liu Hongjian treated the civilians violently and bloodily like Liu Hongjian, it would be okay to let those old guys know?

"Aren't there few people who criticize this king? People who stick to the rules are completely ignorant of the overall situation of the world. If Confucianism misunderstands the country, this king will definitely suppress him. Let's go down." Liu Hongjian said in his tent.

The situation in the world is changing, and your benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom, and trustworthiness are good for ordinary people in China, but you are going to talk to foreign red ghosts, white ghosts, and morons?

See if they listen to your benevolence and will reward you with a few shots!
Sometimes Liu Hongjian would clearly feel a sense of powerlessness. On the road of innovation, Uncle Chongzhen must support him, and this trust has been deeply buried in his heart.

It's just that the uncle might leave him one day, that kid Zhu Cihong... well, who knows what will happen in the future!Let's take a step and watch one.

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In later generations, the Far East was sparsely populated, not to mention that at this time, on the vast land south of the Ussuri River, the so-called villages and towns were nothing but herdsmen from the Raksha Kingdom with hundreds of families.

These people moved eastward because they lost their land, or because they offended the dignitaries of the Raksha Kingdom. Of course, there are not a few criminals who fled.

Raksha Country, Karal Town.

Karal Town is the most populous village in the Tailun area. It has a population of over [-], and most of them make a living by grazing. It was an afternoon in July, and the Far East was peaceful.

Tuvad, a herdsman in coarse cloth, waved his whip and grazed leisurely. Hearing that the country was at war with Ming Dynasty, this made him extremely disturbed.

Suddenly the ears of the grazing head sheep stood up, and a row of black shadows slowly appeared in the distant sky...

"Lanny, you take a hundred households to guard the east.

Walbuha, you take a hundred households to guard the north.

Keep to the south, Tyrion, and let no one escape this village.

The rest follow me through the west gate, remember, kill, burn, and rob them all, if you don't teach a Rakshasa to escape from this village, kill! "Husile took the lead and rushed into Karal, yelling and drawing out his saber in a daze.

The ancestors endowed the ancients with the temperament of plundering, and with ease, Karal fell into chaos in just a moment.

"It's the Ming army, the Ming army is here, run!" A big hairy man threw away the debris in his hand and ran to the stable.

Bang——A shot was fired, and the short gun in Husile's hand was stunned to emit a burst of smoke, which scared the horses in the stable and pulled the reins desperately.

A middle-aged woman with a bucket waist in the room heard the sound, and with a scythe in her hand, she rushed towards Husile with a roar. Husile didn't even get off the horse, and drew out the sword neatly to reunite the husband and wife.

"The two of you go to lead the horses, Huyanbu, go and see how many cattle and sheep are in the backyard, and the rest of you go into the house to search for food." Husile dazedly wiped the machete on his sleeve and said to the commander.

The same experience happened one after another in the villages and towns around Tailun City. Eighteen villages and towns were slaughtered in one day, and thousands of Raksha people were killed.

This is the first time that the great Ming army has shown its fangs to the outsiders, but who is to blame?
If you don't stay in Europa well, you Raksha country will go to the Far East to make a fuss. If you come to the Far East to make a fuss, you can make a fuss, but you still want to occupy Sakhalin Island and invade North Korea.

People who are not enough to swallow elephants, those who offend our great Ming will be punished even if they are far away. The slogan at the beginning of the formation of the Allied Forces was not for nothing.

More than 5000 brothers died tragically, then use [-] Raksha people to pay for their lives!Liu Hongjian thought after receiving the Allied Army's battle report for the day.

In 4000 villages and towns, the Allied forces brought back more than [-] large and small war horses, more than [-] cattle and sheep, and some rice in one day.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and that night, all the [-] soldiers of the Ming Expeditionary Army ate the long-lost meat.

Some people were happy and some were worried. The Ming army outside Tailun City ate and drank torches, but Norton inside Tailun City was very angry.

In one day, he received reports from more than a dozen sentry cavalry that more than a dozen villages and towns around Tailun City were slaughtered and their cattle and sheep were looted. It's hard to put it on yourself.

"Lord Marquis, the commander of the Ming army definitely wants to use this to force you to go out of the city to fight in the field, and you must absolutely not follow his lead.

In my opinion, at most three days, when there are no more villages and towns around Tailun City to loot, then Liu Hongjian will definitely come to attack the city. " Dai Shanhou said calmly on the side.

Now he has taken off his dragon robe and put on a brand new mite costume.

Norton's eyes were cold and he said no more. He had fought for many years, and he had never been so aggrieved, but he vowed in his heart that three days later, the Ming army would pay for it with blood.

In the next two days, dozens of villages and towns around Tailun City were all slaughtered by the Ming army. The food of the Ming army for the past few days was nothing but meat, beef, mutton, and horse meat.

If you can't finish eating, you can simply cut it into strips and hang it on the horse's back for later use, which solves the problem of food and grass on the spot.

As for the replenishment of ammunition, Feng Dunhou, the governor of the Northeast, and seven tank boats followed along the Tatar Strait not far or near. The battle was surprisingly smooth and comfortable.

By the third day, Norton couldn't sit still any longer.

After slaughtering the surrounding villages and towns of Tailun City, the Ming army still did not launch an attack on Tailun City. Instead, they crossed the Heilongjiang River by tank boat at night and plunged into the hinterland of Raksha Kingdom.

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(End of this chapter)