Anti-Qing: Starting from the Reincarnation of the Ming Dynasty

Habibie quickly stepped forward to check and found that it was another foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes, not a Han with black hair and black eyes.

Seeing this, Habibi's face became even more doubtful.

This thing can't be the Ming army, can it?
It doesn’t even look like it!

But at this time, the situation in the camp was completely bad. Under the surprise attack of those Cossacks, the Tokto tribe was unable to organize effective resistance at all.

A large number of Mongolians were beheaded even in their sleep, or were buried in blazing flames.

Seeing this, Habibi's heart was full of sorrow and anger.

But he knew that only if he survived could he have hope of revenge in the future.

Thinking of this, he squatted down, took off the clothes from the Cossack, and put them on himself.

He got on his horse and prepared to break out.

But as soon as he left the camp, two Cossacks came up to him, seemingly ready to ask questions.

Habibie didn't hesitate at all. He bent his bow and arrow, and fired two arrows in a row.

collapse! collapse!
After two bowstrings trembled, the two Cossacks in front of them were hit by arrows and fell from their horses.

Habibie speeded up his horse, passed by the two men who fell from the horse, and then dived into the night.

Behind him, the tribe's camp was being engulfed in flames.

……

The sun rises in the east, and the golden sun jumps out of the horizon, reflecting the snow into a golden color.

After a night of galloping, the horse Habibie was riding was completely useless and collapsed on the ground, no matter how hard he beat him, it would not move.

In desperation, Habibie had no choice but to abandon his horse and continue on his way.

However, now he has lost his way in the snowy field, is cold and hungry, and can only walk towards a forest in the distance.

I wanted to go into the woods and rest for a while before continuing on my way.

As she walked, Habibi's soles were so cold that she lost all feeling, and became numb and stiff in waves.

The cold wind blew, and Habibie couldn't help but shiver.

But when he thought about what happened to his tribe last night, a force appeared out of nowhere, supporting Habibie to continue moving forward.

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves.

Turning around, he saw a group of cavalry roaring on the snowy field, heading straight for him.

Seeing this scene, Habibie's pupils instantly shrank to the size of a pinhead, and his heart suddenly lifted.

He knew that maybe the pursuers were coming to kill him.

Taking a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

boom!Boom!

Behind him, crisp gunfire sounded continuously.

From time to time, projectiles would fly over his head and hit the snow, causing clouds of snowflakes to fly.

By accident, Habibie stepped on the air, lost his balance, and fell directly into the snow.

The cold snowflakes stuffed his mouth and even choked into his nose. The cold feeling made Habibi's head confused.

But at the moment he fell, a projectile flew past his scalp.

A burning pain shot through his scalp.

At this moment, Habibi's heart suddenly rose. He knew that if he hadn't slipped and fallen just now, then this shot might have killed him.

Taking a deep breath, Habibie climbed up from the snow and continued to stumble towards a dense forest ahead.

He knew that he had been caught up.

In the endless snowfield, it is impossible for my own two legs to outrun a four-legged horse.

If he wanted to survive, he had to find a place to hide where his sight could be blocked.

Otherwise, he will definitely die!

Habibie stumbled towards the dense forest. Behind him, several Cossacks were chasing him on horseback.

As the distance got closer, a Cossack raised his musket, aimed at Habibie's back in front, and was about to pull the trigger.

But before he could pull the trigger, he saw a puff of smoke rising from the dense forest not far away.

The next moment, crisp gunfire sounded.

The Cossack cavalry only felt a pain in his chest, and his body was pushed backwards by a huge force, and he fell off the horse.

At the same time, several gunshots rang out.

Several Cossack cavalrymen who were chasing Habibie were named one by one, and they all fell off their horses.

Blood gushed out from the wounds on their bodies, staining the snow red.

Habibie saw several clouds of gunpowder smoke suddenly rising in the dense forest ahead, and he was stunned to the spot.

There were pursuers behind and an ambush in front. At this moment, he thought he was going to be doomed.

But when several gunshots rang out, he found that he seemed to be fine.

Because of this, he subconsciously turned his head and looked behind him.

I saw that the Cossacks who were chasing him had all fallen.

Some people fell directly to death, but more people were just injured, lying on the snowy field, letting out hysterical screams.

The war horses were obviously frightened, but they did not run away directly. Instead, they kept pacing around their masters, sticking out their tongues and licking them from time to time...

Just when Habibie looked confused and didn't know what the situation was.

Several Ming soldiers wearing gray-green camouflage and white cloaks emerged from the dense forest.

These days, due to poor dyeing technology, the production cost of camouflage military uniforms is very high, much higher than that of ordinary single-color military uniforms. It is precisely because of this that only the sentry cavalry and scouts are equipped in the current Ming army.

So that they can better hide themselves when performing reconnaissance missions and serve to complete the reconnaissance mission.

Therefore, the identity of these people in front of them is already very clear. They are the Ming army sentries sent to the grassland by Zhu Jing'an to perform reconnaissance missions.

Several Ming soldiers came to Habibi with their guns in hand. Seeing this, Habibie knelt down in the snowy field with a thump, acting extremely submissive.

As a mature hunter, Habibi has a very keen sense of danger.

He knew that even though there were only a few people in front of him now, there was no telling how many muskets and bows and arrows were aiming at his head in that dense forest.

Habibie was tied up with a rope by the Ming army's sentries.

Then, these Ming army sentries began to move forward, preparing to deal with the fallen Cossacks.

A leading Ming army officer couldn't help but frowned after seeing the clothes on these Cossacks.

"It seems that these people are pretending to be the Ming Dynasty and massacring the various Mongolian tribes on the grassland."

Thinking that these people were framing Ming Dynasty, this Ming army officer was not in a very happy mood.

But he immediately suppressed his emotions and gave instructions.

"Do it!"

"Kill out the seriously injured ones with a last-ditch attack, and take care of the beginning and the end."

"Take away those with minor injuries and prepare for interrogation."

Several Ming army sentries heard this and immediately responded with clasped fists.

And get ready to do it.

A Ming army sentry rider pulled out a dagger from his waist, squatted next to a seriously injured Cossack, and stabbed the dagger into his heart without hesitation.

Blood spurted out from the wound and sprayed all over the face of the Ming army sentry.

But he remained expressionless, casually wiping off the blood on his face as if wiping sweat.

After completing the last-ditch treatment of the seriously wounded, the Ming army began to conduct separate interrogations of the lightly wounded.

Soon, they got the answer they wanted.

It is certain that it was Tsarist Russia in the direction of Kulun who took action against the various Mongolian ministries on the grassland this time and passed the blame on the Ming Dynasty.

In this process, Yongxuan is also playing a disgraceful role.

Taking a deep breath, the Ming Army officer gave instructions.

"Let's go back to Datong and report the news to His Highness."

After everyone heard this, they clasped their fists again in response.

Immediately, he got on his horse and headed towards Datong with a group of prisoners of war and Habibi, the unlucky guy.

……

Soon, this team of sentry riders returned to Datong.

And met Zhu Jing'an in the Ming army camp in Datong City.

Zhu Jing'an's face darkened after hearing the reports from his subordinates.

"In other words, are you sure that Tsarist Russia and Yongxuan were behind this incident?"

The Ming Army Sentinel Commander heard this and nodded.

"That's true, Your Highness."

"According to our interrogation of the captured enemy soldiers, Tsarist Russia and Yongxuan have now wiped out six small tribes and one medium-sized tribe."

"Put all the blame on me, Daming!"

The reason why those big tribes are not moved is of course not because Yongxuan and the others have a conscience, but because if they want to move those big tribes, even if it is a sneak attack, they are not sure of victory.

Once someone escapes from the battlefield and spreads the news, Yongxuan's status may be in jeopardy.

Correspondingly, Tsarist Russia's plan to invade the Mongolian grasslands with Yongxuan's help will also come to nothing.

When Zhu Jing'an heard this, he couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Constantly thinking about gains and losses.

After a while, Zhu Jing'an asked.

"What is the condition of the roads on the grassland now? Can our army enter the grassland to fight in large numbers?"

The sentry commander heard this and shook his head.

"The environment on the grassland is still very harsh now. It snows heavily from time to time, and the roads are also covered with snow."

"Small-scale sentries and cavalry exchanges are acceptable. If Your Highness wants to march into the grassland on a large scale, I'm afraid it will be very difficult."

When Zhu Jing'an heard this, he took a deep breath and felt helpless.

The current climate in the Mongolian grasslands is so cold and harsh that even the Mongolians can only stay in their yurts, let alone the Han people.

That is to say, Maozi, who grew up in the Siberian wilderness, is full of cold-resistant attributes and can adapt to the harsh natural environment of the Mongolian grasslands.

It would indeed not be a wise move for me to lead the army north to the grassland at this time!
What's the difference between running to the grasslands and fighting with Maozi in the middle of winter, and attacking Moscow in winter or having a mustache to fight in Stalingrad?
Are you okay fighting with Maozi in the middle of winter?

You know, Maozi's stuff comes with its own buffs when winter comes.

After figuring this out, Zhu Jing'an quickly calmed down and ordered the army to march into the grassland immediately without any enthusiasm.

Instead, he opened his mouth and gave instructions.

"Continue to send more sentries and find out as soon as possible the specific locations and deployment of troops around Suiyuan City, so as to make preparations for the army to go north to recapture Suiyuan after next spring..."

Zhu Jing'an has no other advantages, except that he listens to advice and has a clear enough understanding of himself.

He may be passionate, but he will not be obsessed with face. (End of chapter)