Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1247 Combat

  The mighty cavalry has already set off.

  Nai Rentai and Zhang Yong each led a small team as the vanguard to spy first.

  Everyone rode three horses.

  Although Mongolian horses are not explosive enough, they can bear hardships and stand hard work.

  Mobei, especially the climate in the depths of Mobei is extremely cruel.

   And these horses, after thousands of years of evolution, are used to this.

  The accompanying Tatars and Jurchens were all carefully selected. They didn't seem to be afraid of the cold. Even so, they were still wrapped in thick leather clothes, and inside, they wore warm wool.

   When the sweaters were distributed, many Mongols and Jurchens cried.

  Wear rough-processed leather clothes for a lifetime. Some people may wear a leather jacket for a lifetime. Since they joined the Happiness Group, this group not only distributes salt, tea, and horses, but also where to wear new clothes.

   Not only that, each of them also carried a knife. This knife was made of fine steel, which was completely different from their iron bumps. Even the Mongolian and Jurchen nobles in the past might not be able to own such a knife.

  But now, as if they don't want money, everyone has a handle.

   In addition to this, there are bullet bags, which are specially used to hold gunpowder and revolvers, two for each person, pinned to the waist.

   Along the way, they need to practice the use of short guns.

   This thing is too simple. Although it takes a lot of work to load the gunpowder and bullets, it can be fired six times at a time, and it is still very enjoyable to shoot out.

More than 100 students from the military academy were incorporated into the team to teach their companions how to load the medicine and how to use it in combat. These are the experiences accumulated by the students of the military academy after repeated practice in Xishan .

  Three horses, except for one camel carrying rations and supplies, two horses are specially used for transfer.

  The further north you go, the more severe the cold will be. Sometimes the heavy snow will last for a day or two.

   But these Tatars and Jurchens, who have long been accustomed to the severe cold, don't care about it.

  Wang Shouren has suffered all kinds of hardships, and his body is very strong. In addition to leading the team to rush all the way, he also needs to draw a map along the way, thinking about the upcoming battle.

   Of course, these are not necessary, what is necessary is to formulate a suitable tactic.

  Only Xiao Jing, shivering from the cold, when he got off his horse to rest at noon, Xiao Jing turned to pee in the corner, immediately there were more than a dozen eyes, watching curiously quietly behind the cedar not far away.

  Whether they are Han Chinese, Jurchens or Tatars, human beings are also full of curiosity.

   Afterwards, Xiao Jing screamed.

  Behind the cedar, a Tatar muttered excitedly: "I just said, squatting, squatting."

  Hearing the scream, Wang Shouren came in a hurry.

  Those who hid behind the cedar were trembling.

   They are not afraid of a dead **** like Xiao Jing.

  For them, no **** who holds a pen, no master of Dongchangchang, there is no deterrence at all.

  But they were afraid of Wang Shouren. When they saw Wang Shouren, they were like a mouse seeing a cat.

I thought Xiao Jing was going to sue, but Xiao Jing howled and cried: "What the **** is this place, what the **** is this place, let's just take a piss, after the urine came out, it would freeze into a popsicle stick, my God , such a horrible weather, this horrible place..."

   It is unacceptable for Xiao Jing to endure such hardship after cutting a knife.

  People deserve hardship, they deserve it, but myself, thinking of this, Xiao Jing actually cried, he cut XX himself, and he still has to suffer this crime.

  Wang Shouren: "..."

  He patted Xiao Jing's shoulder: "Go and have a few sips of wine to warm up your body."

   "Bo'an." Xiao Jing actually became grateful to Wang Shouren: "You are so kind to us. In the past... did I misunderstand you?"

   "There is no misunderstanding." Wang Shouren said: "I have never been a pleasant person."

  Xiao Jing was a little moved.

  No matter what, in this lonely desert, there is only Wang Shouren who takes him as a **** seriously.

   At least, he and Wang Shouren can still communicate.

  Those damned Tartars and savages don't understand anything.

  He let out a sigh of relief, stepped on the snow, leaving footprints, and breathed white air in his mouth, because the tears flowed on his cheeks just now, so that his face was prickly and covered with a layer of frost.

He said with emotion: "In our life, we never thought that we would suffer such a crime, but... so what, we did not serve the emperor well. The former emperor wanted to be a conservative emperor. He did it." That's right, as for us... we only have that little ability, but we are good at serving. But now, His Majesty's heart has changed. He wants to have the same achievements as Emperor Qin and Han Wu, but we... still have that little ability, no wonder, Your Majesty To us..."

   Speaking of this, he cheered up: "We also need to improve our skills. When we meet the Ross people, don't stop us, let's smash their dog heads."

  Wang Shouren said: "I won't stop."

  Xiao Jing: "..."

  Xiao Jing suddenly felt dull, Wang Boan is a person who can always talk to death.

   No wonder he's not likable.

   I took two sips of wine and some dry food.

   Continue on the road.

  Through the map and compass, they have gone deep into the extreme north of the desert and thousands of miles away.

  The Mongolians have left their footprints here, and they are no strangers to this place.

  They found some scattered small tribes.

Most of these small tribes are 'savages'. In this cold environment, they only need a piece of dried meat and a little salt, which is enough for them to smile honestly and treat each other with courtesy .

  Ask for the specific location...and at this time...they finally know the specific location of their enemy.

   "Send someone to attract the Rus."

  Russ built fortresses in the southern foothills of the Ural Mountains.

   Obviously... they used this fort as an outpost for their eastward expansion.

  After repeatedly defeating the Mongolian tribes in Siberia, they not only broke away from the control of the Mongols, but also became stronger and stronger after decades of conquest.

  Perhaps because they were once enslaved by the Mongols, they also have the genes of the Mongols' continuous development in their bones.

  This fortress will become a springboard for marching eastward.

  Wang Shouren was very calm.

   He doesn't like sieges.

  Because of the haste this time, the entire Mongolian and Jurchen coalition forces simply didn't have enough heavy weapons to destroy the city. Under such circumstances, they could only seek a decisive battle.

   "As long as they find us, they will definitely leave the castle for a decisive battle." Wang Shouren said firmly: "After all, in their eyes, the Mongols are no longer a problem. We can take advantage of this..."

Wang Shouren pointed to the white birch forest, and said to Nairentai and the others, "It's right here... Although the forest here is sparse, it is not suitable for their square formation. It is best to fight here. The so-called Arrogant soldiers must be defeated, they defeated us two months ago, now...they will not be cautious..."

   "Send the order down."

  In the sky, snow flakes were fluttering, and in the strong wind, Wang Shouren yelled: "Everyone rest immediately, and stay ready!"

  …

  The weather is frighteningly cold.

   A dozen Ross people laughed wildly, and they pushed a white bear to the ground.

  The innocent white bear struggled desperately on the ground, and then the drunk Ross held up the wine bottle, opened the stopper, and poured the wine in the bottle into the white bear's mouth.

  The white bear was panting, although it had sharp teeth and thick paws, it didn't seem to dare to be aggressive, but it looked like a resigned little bear, just whining and whining in aggrieved manner.

  It was covered in scars, and it had obviously been beaten a lot, so much of its animal nature was gone, and it was allowed to be bullied by these Ross people.

   Several bottles of wine were poured into the white bear's stomach, and the white bear whined even more.

  The Ross man who was drinking the wine laughed wildly, lifted the remaining wine in the bottle, and poured it into his own mouth.

   This is an unfinished castle.

  So that the officers and soldiers had to be aggrieved and set up tents in the nearby forest.

  It was freezing cold, someone set up an iron pot on the ground, lit fire oil to heat the water in the pot, and someone sat in the big pot and took a bath naked.

  With a whip in his hand, the noble broke up a group of frolicking soldiers, and then returned to the warm big accounting room.

   And here, a well-dressed nobleman was wearing a Swedish-style military uniform, heroic and tall, with one hand on his waist, listening to the report.

  The country of Rus straddles China and the West. Because of this, they have the barbarism of the Mongols on the one hand, but at the same time, they also draw on the traditions from the West.

  This beautiful costume is made by a Swedish craftsman.

  After the death of Ivan III of the Ross Kingdom, Vasily III succeeded to the throne. The Grand Duke was the son of the princess of the Byzantine Empire.

  As a result, Vasily IV has gradually become dissatisfied with the title of ruler of all Russia, and hopes to use his status as emperor of the Byzantine Empire to become emperor in the name of ruler of the East.

  The young nobleman is Andrei, the close minister of Vasily IV.

  Andrei, on behalf of the Grand Duke, came to inspect here. The Mongols east of the Ural Mountains will sooner or later be a serious problem for the Rus people. Therefore, to seize the vast land in the East and spread the influence of the Orthodox Church to the East in the name of the guardian of the Orthodox Church is the mission entrusted to Andre by the Grand Duke.

This castle has been built for half a year. In order to maintain the construction, there is also this army of soldiers and horses from the southeast of the Ural Mountains. The supplies brought in from the west are amazing, but all this is worth it. Although the weather here is bad, as long as it is built With the castle built, in the future, the country of Ross can go deeper into the east.

  Andre expressed his dissatisfaction with the progress of the project at this time.

  The other accompanying nobles said that this was because they were attacked by the Mongols a few days ago.

  But at this time, someone came in a hurry: "We found the Mongols, there are thousands of them."

   All of a sudden, everyone cheered up.

  Andre opened his eyes, subconsciously excited: "What are they here for?"

   "Fight."

  …

  The third chapter is sent, and there is.

  (end of this chapter)