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  Chapter 855 851【Waiting for a rabbit】

  For the main general Wang Fuchen, it doesn't really matter whether those Cossacks can be eliminated.

   It is very easy to deal with the Cossacks, at least in the Xing'anling area. That is to capture the Cossack castle along the river, and garrison troops in the castle to reclaim it, and push it step by step.

  In this way, the living space of the Cossacks can be compressed, and it can also provide a stronghold for Han immigrants.

  As for the Nerchinsk, no one wants to fight.

   It's too far away, and the Datong Army doesn't eat people, so the logistical pressure is too great.

  Keep the Cossacks in Nerchinsk and continue to harm the Buryats. No matter how many deaths there are, it is nothing to do with the Datong Army.

  The Yaksa area is already the limit of the power projection of the Central Plains Dynasty. Historically, the Manchu Qing could only fight here, and then signed the "Treaty of Nerchinsk" with Tsarist Russia.

   It is better to send troops from Hulunbuir than to attack Nerchinsk from Yaksa. Of course, it is best to be able to send troops from both routes at the same time.

  The plan formulated by the Ministry of War and the Dudu Mansion is as follows:

  The Anton Governor's Mansion dispatched partial teachers, that is, people like Wang Fuchen, to lay down Yaksa as a stronghold first, emigrate to open up wasteland, and manage the aborigines. The Rao Le Duhu Mansion consolidated the Horqin Grassland and the Xilin Gol Grassland. About three years later, troops were sent from Xilingrad to conquer the Hulun Buir Grassland occupied by Khalkha Mongols. Then, the two sides advanced side by side and attacked Nerchinsk. Then captured Chita, as a bridgehead to recover Lake Baikal.

   In addition, before attacking Nerchinsk, troops must be dispatched from Hailanpao, go north along the Jingqili River, enter the Lena River and go straight to Yakutsk. As long as Yakutsk is pulled out, from Lake Baikal to the Bering Strait, the Cossacks no longer have a stronghold, and the entire north of the Xing'an Mountains to the Arctic Circle is Chinese territory.

  If Wang Fuchen hastily captured Nerchinsk, he could only garrison a small number of troops due to logistical difficulties, and he would inevitably suffer endless harassment from the Cossacks.

   Therefore, at the moment the Cossacks abandoned the city and fled, Wang Fuchen had already achieved his strategic goal.

  The rest is to minimize the number of dead. There is too much shortage of soldiers here. I would rather let the Cossacks go than fight in the reed marshes, let alone chase them into the mountains and forests. If Zhang Tingxun's sidelines were unsuccessful, they would withdraw their troops and let the Raksha ghosts flee back to Nerchinsk.

   Unexpectedly, the Rakshasa ghost really hit the door.

  But it is also reasonable. If those guys want to go back, they must find the village to grab food, and the largest nearby village is there.

"I'm coming!"

  Zhang Tingxun hid behind the house and observed the situation with binoculars.

   This telescope was brought from Nanjing by him, and it is definitely impossible for him to distribute it at his level.

  For the first time on the battlefield, Zhang Tingxun was not afraid, but excited all over his body. He kept in mind the rules he had learned in the military academy, and kept looking at his immediate commander (postmaster). The sentry commander Peng Chunlin was looking at the command flag of the battalion commander.

  The flag was waved, and Peng Chunlin also raised his hand...

"kill!"

   At this time, the Daur warriors hiding in the village, who did not know which tribe they came from, couldn't help but shoot arrows outside ahead of time.

  The officers of the Datong Army at all levels were speechless in an instant.

   Thousands of exhortations and ten thousand instructions, everything must be obeyed, but at critical times, they still mess up.

   "Bang bang bang bang!"

  The Datong army could only shoot along, although the enemy hadn't entered the best position yet.

   "There is an ambush!"

   Zinoviev heard the gunshots, turned and fled in fright.

  The rest of the Cossacks and Siberian archers were tired, sleepy and hungry at this time. They thought they would be able to grab food immediately, but they were confronted with a meal of bullets and arrows. Where do they still have the will to fight? Even the boat ignored it, turned around in a panic and fled.

  Without a boat, even if all these people escaped, they would never return to Nerchinsk alive. 100% of them would die of illness and starvation on the way.

   When the battle is at this level, it doesn't matter whether you pursue it or not.

   Zhang Tingxun was proud of being a marksman in the military academy, but the shot missed the enemy at all, and it was too late to reload, so he asked Peng Chunlin: "Chief post, do you want to..."

   "Chasing the enemy!"

  Peng Chunlin drew his sword and rushed out.

   Zhang Tingxun immediately shut up when he heard the words, put down the flintlock gun in his hand, drew his waist knife and rushed out of the village.

   This guy is as strong as a calf, and he runs fast when chasing the enemy.

  Although the Datong Army wore cotton armor, its load far exceeded that of the Cossacks. But those Cossacks were exhausted physically, and they could still explode their potential at the beginning of their escape, and their speed became slower and slower as they ran.

"kill!"

  In the woods on the northwest side, another 100 Datong army rushed out with more than 200 indigenous fighters.

   Facing the attack from both sides, the Cossack was so frightened that he fled subconsciously towards the way he came from, completely losing his will to fight.

  At this time, don't worry about the organization and formation.

   Zhang Tingxun chased wildly for about four minutes, and finally caught up with a Siberian hunter. This kind of aborigines recruited by the Cossacks can only shoot cold arrows and fight with the wind, and their combat effectiveness is not as good as those of the Daur warriors.

   "Hey!"

   Zhang Tingxun let out a low shout, and slashed the enemy's back with his knife.

   Then he ignored it and continued to charge forward with the knife in his hand. The Siberian hunter who was cut down by him struggled and wanted to climb forward, but was killed by the chasing Daur warrior with a knife.

   Another two minutes later, Zhang Tingxun caught up with a Cossack.

  The Cossack was wearing leather armor. When he heard footsteps behind him, he turned around and raised his gun to shoot.

  Zhang Tingxun immediately threw his waist knife, spinning and flying towards the enemy. It's a pity that although he had a good aim, he hadn't practiced the knife throwing technique. In the end, the handle of the knife hit the enemy's arm, and the waist knife continued to fly out and brushed past his ears.

  The Cossack dodged subconsciously and did not shoot immediately.

  Zhang Tingxun had already pounced on him, pushed aside the enemy's blunderbuss with his left hand, and smashed the enemy's face with his right fist. After throwing the Cossack down, Zhang Tingxun quickly grabbed the gun again, used the matchlock gun as a fire stick, and slammed it into the enemy's forehead, causing the opponent to faint.

  Not to mention the difference in body size between the two parties, one side recharges its energy and waits for work with leisure, and the other side travels long distances, tired and hungry, what suspense is there in the fight?

  Picking up his waist knife again, Zhang Tingxun wiped the enemy's throat. Seeing blood bubbling from the wound, he stepped forward to continue chasing and killing.

   Soon, he caught up with another Cossack. This guy didn't even have a matchlock gun, so he presumably belonged to the bottom of the Cossacks. Seeing that he could not escape, he turned around and knelt down to beg for mercy, kowtowing to Zhang Tingxun trembling all over.

brush!

  The knife flashed, and the head flew up.

   Zhang Tingxun's knife skills can be transferred to become an executioner.

  The general has an order that no prisoners will be taken in this battle. Raksha ghosts are full of evil, and they will be killed if they are encountered in the future, and no one will be left alive.

   After chasing to the river, the Cossacks jumped into the river to flee for their lives, and Zhang Tingxun also began to take off his cotton armor.

   It took a while to remove the armor, and more and more friendly troops followed, and even began to chat while removing the armor.

   "How many brothers did you kill?" asked the comrade next to him.

  Zhang Tingxun smiled and said, "Three."

  The soldier said: "You are so powerful, you chased so fast, I only killed one."

   "Take off slowly, I will chase first." Zhang Tingxun raised his waist knife and plunged into the river.

  After Zinoviev swam across the river, he was so tired that he lay on the ground panting. Seeing someone chasing him across the river, he quickly got up and continued to flee. He lost all his weapons while swimming.

  This noble gentleman hadn’t eaten all day. After fleeing for more than ten meters, he was really exhausted. He turned around and said, “I am a boyar nobleman. I surrender, and my family will pay the ransom…”

  Zhang Tingxun couldn't understand the bird language at all, even if he understood it, he would kill him.

   Slashing with a knife, Zinoviev subconsciously raised his hand to block, and four fingers were cut off on the spot, and he rolled all over the ground in pain.

  Daur warriors don't wear armor, so it doesn't take time to take off their armor. At this time, one of them has already been chased. Zhang Tingxun didn't care about the nobles, he just wanted to kill more enemies, and ran away after saying: "I'll leave this to you!"

  The Daur warrior swung his knife and slashed his thigh. Zinoviev crawled in a hurry, but was caught up and slashed his back.

   After cutting more than ten knives in a row, the Daur warrior finally stopped, looked at the corpse of the Raksha ghost and cried, and shouted hysterically: "I have revenge, I have revenge!"

  Zhang Tingxun had already chased into the forest, and there was a Datong army in front of him killing the enemy. He was surprised: "Why are you so fast?"

  The Datong army put away his knife and said: "We ambushed in the northwest, and the boat was also hidden there. We were a team, and we all crossed the river by boat and blocked the Raksha ghost. Hehe, this is a Raksha officer."

  Stepanov fell there, his eyes wide open, having ended his sinful life.

  Zhang Tingxun continued to chase into the mountains and forests. Three Datong soldiers captured more than a dozen Rakshasa ghosts.

  These enemies couldn't run anymore, and didn't want to run anymore, so they all put down their weapons and surrendered.

   Seeing Zhang Tingxun chasing him, those Datong soldiers said to him: "Don't do anything first, kill when there are too many people, so as not to run away again."

  The Raksha ghost couldn't understand Chinese, and thought he would survive, so he knelt down to rest foolishly.

  When the Datong Army increased to five people, they shouted: "Kill!"

   Zhang Tingxun immediately slashed out with a knife, killed one with one knife, and seriously injured the other with the second knife. Seriously injured, he didn't care about it and rushed to the next target. The Cossack who was not attacked was frightened and ran for his life.

  Zhang Tingxun continued to chase, and hacked to death a few minutes later.

  Collecting the corpses after the war, Cossack and Siberian hunters were chased and beheaded 572 people.

   There must be some escaped, but the number is very small.

  In the continuous Outer Xing'an Mountains, they were either eaten by wild animals, or starved to death due to lack of food, or died at the hands of the natives in the mountains.

   Let’s talk about the fortress expert Beketov, this guy ran so fast all the way, he actually got rid of the pursuit. But he was tired and hungry, and it was difficult for him to walk. That night, he met a Siberian tiger...

   Yaksa.

  Wang Fuchen received the news and said to Hou Rusong: "This victory is too fast, and there is more than enough food and grass. Why don't we fight again?"

  Hou Rusong said: "You can't go to Chita, the order from the guard is to go west to Yaksa at most."

  Nerchinsk was a castle built last year. Neither the court nor the Anton Protectorate knew about it. They thought that the nearest Tsarist Russian stronghold to the west was Chita.

   But regardless of Nerchinsk or Chita, the distance is too far, and it is close to the fortresses around Lake Baikal. It is easy to fight down, difficult to defend, and difficult to logistics.

   "Then go back to Hailanpao first, and go north to fight Yakutsk!" Wang Fuchen said.

  Yakutsk is the only stronghold of Tsarist Russia in the Far East today.

  As long as the land of about 4.6 million square kilometers is taken there, only the local indigenous people will be left.

Hou Rusong said: "The attack on Yakutsk can't be like this time, and the enemy discovered it in advance. I heard from that Khabarov that there is very little food in Yakutsk, there are few Raksha ghosts there, and the city wall is well built." It is very simple. Blast through the city wall and attack the city immediately, and the enemy cannot break through, and no one will be left there if killed!"

  (end of this chapter)