Cutting 1719

Chapter 535 Vladivostok

The fierce cold wind is blowing, knocking down pieces of icy snowflakes, turning the whole world into a white world, and in this lonely and cold wilderness, except for a small group of people who are marching Outside the crowd, there were no more living creatures.

Those people who were marching in the ice and snow, wrapped in old cotton armor, turbans on their heads, and the same tattered cotton shoes on their feet, were limping forward, and this team seemed extremely destitute , the only person who stands out is the leader, he is wearing a neat eight-banner yellow-banner cotton armor, compared to other people around him, he is simply too majestic.

In addition, the man also wore a helmet on his head, with beams on the front, back, left, and right sides, and a piece of eyebrow covering protruding from the middle of his forehead. On it was a dancer and a covered bowl. There is an iron pipe standing in the middle, which should have been inserted with tassel spears, eagle feathers or otter tails, but at this time it is bare, which seems a little regrettable.

Everyone seemed to be exhausted, and the icy snowflakes kept hitting people's faces, but no one cared about it. They just walked silently. Can't get up, or there are still people panting, moving forward step by step, for fear of leaving the team.

After walking for a long time, the wind and snow seemed to be blowing harder. The snow particles kept hitting everyone's bodies and faces. The bone-chilling cold almost made most people's exposed skin feel painful, as if someone was Using a soldering iron to imprint directly on the skin is common, and some people even lose the feeling of pain.

"Damn Raksha people, damn Chu Ni dog thief, damn Zhang Tingyu" The man wearing the Eight Banners Zhenghuang Banner cotton armor kicked his hands into his sleeves, and he wished to wrap his clothes tighter, but even so, he still Feeling the warmth of the body is continuously slipping away.

Bitter!When did his little Baylor Yunyi suffer like this!

You know, Yun Yi is not an ordinary person. He is the No.20 second son of Emperor Kangxi. Simply put, he is the brother of Emperor Yongzheng and the uncle of Emperor Qianlong. However, this uncle is not much older than Qianlong, and he is also 20 years old. , was named Baylor by Yongzheng, so everyone called him Little Lord Baylor.

This little Lord Belle originally stayed in the capital well, and then he ran to Shengjing with Xu Yuanmeng, and was brought to North Korea by Emperor Qianlong, but after the Fuhan army came over, this little Lord Belle followed him to Yun In the spring, he began to take charge of the military affairs of the Eight Banners, and listened to the dispatch of the Russians.

When the other Eight Banners soldiers heard Yun Yi's complaints, they immediately began to complain too. For them, the current situation was almost worse than death, and it could even be said that even death was not solid enough.

In Yunchun, the life of the Bannerman was not easy. Even the emperor Qianlong could only submissively in front of the Russian generals, and other ministers had to salute Earl Sarawula every day. As for Those lower-level banner people have become the most humble slaves in Yunchun. Their only value for survival is to do all the things that the Russians are unwilling to do, just like the coats that were caught in Shengjing back then.

Since entering Yunchun, the top leaders of the Eight Banners have lost the ability to control the soldiers of the Eight Banners. Everything must obey the orders of the Russian officers and do all the dirty work. Even when the Russians built the city in Vladivostok , all asked them, the Eight Banners soldiers, to do hard work.

This time, everyone set off from Yunchun in the wind and snow, and they were going to Vladivostok, where a large number of Eight Banners soldiers had already gathered. When they arrived, they would devote themselves to the work of building the city.

Strictly speaking, winter like this is not suitable for building a city, but the Russians are worried that the Fuhan army will march into the Far East after the beginning of next spring, so they want to take advantage of the winter to build a bastion so that they can deal with the Fuhan army's offensive in the future—— As for the hard work of building the bastion, it was naturally handed over to the Eight Banners soldiers, and the Russians just stood at a distance with muskets to supervise them.

Dare to be disobedient?The lighter ones are whipped down, and the more serious ones are directly shot to death.

After dozens of Eight Banners soldiers were killed one after another, the rest of the people finally chose to obey. They began to devote themselves to the construction of the Russians in the Far East. They were all the soldiers of the Eight Banners who died of exhaustion or freezing to death, and their bones even became materials, fused with the fortress.

In the eyes of the Russians, these Tatars from China are not real allies. At best, they are just some stray dogs who cannot survive. They are taken in only because these people still have some functions, at least as a qualified tool man Still pretty good, and the Russians don't care, nor will they, how many people die in the middle.

"Little Baylor, our trip is almost here!"

A rather old Eight Banners soldier kept saying in a low voice, he knew that this man had not suffered any hardships in the past, even if he escaped with the army, he would still be a Baylor. , I haven’t suffered any hardships in the past!

The Eight Banners soldiers who were able to survive to this day are basically all of them with a lot of background. It is not surprising to have red belts and yellow belts, otherwise they would not have survived to the present. But he couldn't even eat the most basic full meal, and he had to work to death every day.

Yun Yi pouted, looking at a large number of old Eight Banners soldiers, "Heng Qi, what's coming soon? We've only gone halfway now, you don't know how difficult the rest of the road is, you should find someone first Take shelter from the wind and snow."

"Master, Lord Baylor, don't dare to take a break. If you take a break, you won't be able to get up again. In this weather, if you want to survive, you have to go to Vladivostok. Only when you get there can you light a fire to keep warm, and you still have a chance to survive!" Heng Qi was a little anxious and muttered about it.

Yun Yi felt upset, "How can you talk so much nonsense, you son of a bitch, look at how tired everyone is, what's wrong with Xiexiu." He said, looking at the Eight Banners soldiers again, "Everyone is tired Come on, hurry up and find a shelter from the wind, let's take a rest before leaving."

"Hey, listen to Lord Baylor."

"Grandpa, can't you rest?"

"You guys are just talking nonsense, can people still die after a break?"

Seeing the turmoil of the crowd, the soldiers who shouted that they could not rest dared not speak. They were basically the Eight Banners outside the pass. I've been hanging around in the old forest outside the pass, so I don't know what's good or bad, so I just keep trying to push him to rest.

Seeing so many people supporting him, Yun Yi felt complacent at the moment, so he led the crowd to find a dilapidated ruin against the wind and snow, but when he walked in, he lay down directly, and everyone followed suit, finding a place to lie down in the ruins , while the other soldiers who thought they could not rest could not be dissuaded, so they had to wait
As time ticked by, the wind and snow outside were getting bigger and bigger, but there was silence in the ruins. It seemed that everyone had fallen asleep, and even the soldiers in front who were unwilling to rest were lying down. down.

Tired, really, really tired.

In the ruins, the soldiers of the Eight Banners seemed to have entered the dreamland together, with a little smile on their faces. In the dream, the Qing Dynasty was still so powerful, and they, the soldiers of the Eight Banners, were still living a pampered life, holding iron rods. Zhuangjia, who idles around every day and no one says anything, anyway, he can get an errand no matter what, either enter the palace as a guard in the palace, or go to the Eight Banners to hang out for a job. general or something
For today's Eight Banners soldiers, it seems that this scene can only exist in a dream. They would rather choose to gradually freeze to death in the dream than get up and face the cruel and tragic reality.

In fact, in today's Yunchun, there are too many banner people like this. They found that even if they fled to Yunchun, the future is becoming more and more bleak. I had a dream that was completely shattered, and even after waking up, I looked so hopeless.

Vladivostok, originally the territory under the command of General Jilin, was also called Yongming City in the Yuan Dynasty, but in the hands of the Russians today, it is called "Vladivostok", which means ruling the East in Russian .

In the past, this was just a place for fishermen to fish, but now, it has become the foothold of the Russian Empire to rule the East. They hardly conceal their ambitions, but show this desire nakedly where.

"For the Russian Empire, this is the beginning of ruling the entire Far East, but I believe that this will not be the end."

Count Saravola led a group of Russian officers and walked on the construction site of the bastion that was being built. He looked at the gradually rising Vladivostok Fortress with a smile on his face.

Ivan Sergeyevich looked at Earl Saravula in front of him, and said with a smile: "If Her Majesty the Empress can come here in person, she will definitely be inspired by the achievements of the Earl, which is what the Russian Empire dreams of. A natural ice-free port, with this port, the navy of the Russian Empire will also be able to appear in the Pacific Ocean in the future!"

For the Russian Empire, they conquered the land in the east along the way, and one of the very important purposes was to be able to obtain an outlet to the sea in the east, thereby protecting the interests of the Russian Empire in the east.

But now Vladivostok, which Earl Sara Wula blackmailed from the Qing court, gave him an even bigger surprise, because this is a natural ice-free port, even in the bone-chilling winter, Vladivostok will not freeze, This also means that ships can go to sea normally all year round, which is extremely rare and precious for the Russian Empire.

"Ning Chu's attitude has been revealed undoubtedly. They have rejected the goodwill of the empire, which means that they have already thought about fighting a big battle with the empire here. Then whether or not Vladivostok can be defended can really decide this place. belonging."

Earl Sara Wula is not an idiot. He has a very deep understanding of Ning Chu's attitude at this time, and he also deeply feels the difference between the other party and the Qing court. Perhaps this battle in the future is inevitable, and all his actions at this time The effort is all to keep the fruits of one's plundering and plundering.

For the land acquired in the Far East, Sara Wula did not particularly care about Yunchun, he cared more about Vladivostok, so he emphasized the importance of Vladivostok itself, and Ivan Sergeyevich is the empress from The bastion expert sent by St. Petersburg is also the city defense officer of Vladivostok in the future, responsible for the design and construction of the entire defense of Vladivostok today.

"If Ning Chu calls in the future, it's okay to throw Yunchun to them, but Vladivostok must be in our hands." Count Sara Wula said very solemnly.

"Yes, Monsieur Count."

Ivan Sergeyevich saluted sideways, "Her Majesty sent me from St. Petersburg to the Far East. Naturally, the purpose was to allow me to ensure the safety of Vladivostok. For this, I already have made his own plan.”

"Let's talk about it."

"Yes, Monsieur Count."

Ivan Sergeyevich asked someone to bring a stack of design drawings drawn with pencils. The patterns on it were very detailed and various numbers were marked, "Mr. Earl, Vladivostok is currently under construction. It adopts Vauban-style bastion design, and also has a large number of supporting defense systems, realizing a complete Vauban-style defense system."

"On the high ground here, we will build a sentry tower, which can serve as an early warning. When Ning Chu's army arrives, we will have sufficient time to react."

"In this open space, I will design two artillery positions. Their angles can perfectly attack the siege enemies, causing them heavy casualties."

"Here, the connection between the towers can quickly switch forces, so that even if the enemy invades the city, we still have enough opportunities to fight them out."

Hearing Ivan Sergeyevich's eloquent talk, Earl Sarauula had a look of appreciation in his eyes, "Ivan, Her Majesty sent you here, it is simply the most correct choice. Vladivostok, which you are responsible for designing and building, will become a bastion that will never be breached!"

Ivan Sergeyevich felt a little complacent. When it comes to the technology of building bastions, let alone in the desolate and remote Far East, even in St. Petersburg, he can be ranked in the top three, especially for Vauban-style bastions. The design of the fort, he has a very deep understanding of it, and this is the key to the Earl of Sarawula bringing it to the Far East.

For Earl Saravola, no matter how much Vladivostok is valued, it is no exaggeration, because what is involved here is not only the strategy of the empire, but also his personal ambitions.

(End of this chapter)