After waiting for three days, the storm did not stop.
An Sanxi decided not to wait.
On the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, the cavalry army of 50,000 people was replaced by camels and officially set off.
Previously, because of the need to form an infantry army, Huang San, who was stationed in Duolun City, had already set off to Xincheng with his infantry division years ago. The infantry division will serve as the backbone to supplement the elite militia and expand into an infantry army. Huang San will become the first
Commander of the infantry corps.
Now, Duolun's city defense is completely handed over to the three militia divisions brought by Zhao Shuigan.
Fortunately, students who graduated from the academy have come here in large numbers and established a complete government agency. The city and the surrounding pastures have been managed in an orderly manner. Zhao Shuigen is only responsible for defense.
An Sanxi rode on the camel and looked back at the city of Duolun. He felt a little reluctant to leave. If he left, he might not be here again in the future. Others didn't know about the master's westward march, but he still knew it.
When I have integrated all the power of the Mongols, I will launch the second Western Expedition to repeat the great cause of Genghis Khan.
This time, the Mongols' footsteps will not just stop at the Danube River and the Sinai Peninsula. Instead, they will flood the entire continent like a flood.
He still has a lot of affection for this place. He has put too much effort into it. But he is still relieved to leave it to Zhao Shuigen.
After sorting out his mood, An Sanxi turned his head and set off with a roar.
One hundred thousand camels and fifty thousand elite soldiers formed a huge camel caravan and walked into the blizzard.
The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and the strong wind makes it difficult to open one's eyes.
Everyone crouched between the humps to minimize the windward area.
Most of the backbone of the cavalry army are Han officers, but there are also many Mongolians. As for the soldiers, only one-third are Han people, and two-thirds are Mongolians.
Compared with the Han people, these Mongolians are more tolerant of cold climates.
They were all slaves and lived at the lowest level. Now the new owner Mr. Yang, who is far away in the new city, has turned them into a wealthy family with cattle and sheep fields. They are all grateful in their hearts.
Since arriving in Toronto, I have lived a life with abundant supplies.
Such good days made many people so excited that they cried. In the past, when iron pots were treasures, they never wanted to live again.
They can be clothed and fed, the children can go to school, and there are free hospitals when they are sick. The animal husbandry team is paid monthly wages and food. Whatever they want to buy, it is available in supermarkets and stores.
They clearly know who gave them all this and who is really good to them. They are only loyal to Mr. Yang now.
Now in winter, their wives and children can live in warm mud houses.
The home has a cast-iron stove, a fire pit, and a fire wall for heating. There is also hot water to drink. Wear light and warm cotton clothes, and we have meat, grain, and sun-dried vegetables to eat.
There are even cellars where cabbages, radishes, and potatoes are stored in the fall.
Their wives also imitated Han women and used extra-large ceramic jars to pickle sauerkraut. One jar of sauerkraut was enough to last a whole winter.
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Such a happy life has not been enjoyed by the lower-class Mongolians for generations. They have enjoyed it with Mr. Yang.
Once you see the light, you can no longer endure the darkness.
They swore that if anyone wanted to attack Mr. Yang's territory and take away their good life, they would fight them to the death.
Old Bale walked at the front of the team. He is sixty years old this year.
Mongolians all have short lifespans, and the harsh grassland environment consumes their lives prematurely. He is a rare old man. He is still in good health, which is enviable.
This time it was Naren Bater who invited him out personally.
At this age, the old man has already raised grandchildren at home. Each of his five sons is as strong as an ox and is the backbone of the animal husbandry team, earning a lot of work points a year.
He also gave birth to more than thirty grandchildren.
Each one was as strong as a calf, and he and the old woman were enjoying their time at home.
An Sanxi asked him to be his guide. Marching in a snowstorm was no joke. There were fifty thousand people and one hundred thousand camels. If they were lost on the grassland, it was possible for them all to freeze to death.
The old man had a drink with the legendary hero, now Doron's top general.
After getting drunk with wine, the old man patted his chest and said that he would be allowed to go. He was not old yet, so he would be taken to the winter pasture of Tushetuhan by the army.
Although the blizzard made it difficult to open one's eyes, nothing could be seen fifty meters away. It was all a vast expanse of white. The strong wind rolled up the flying snow all over the sky, like a wall of snow pressing over from the left front. Rush past one after another.
, and the next one.
The old man wore sunglasses and goggles and was looking for directions.
Everyone has this kind of thing, and Yang Fan spent a lot of money to send it here. Because this thing is a necessity for winter grassland warfare. It is absolutely impossible not to have it.
Why do Mongolians hibernate in winter and dare not come out in their overwintering pastures? It’s because the snow reflects strong sunlight, which can cause blindness in the eyes. This is called snow blindness.
In the past, the cavalry army could so smoothly reach their wintering pastures one after another in winter and eliminate them. It was because of the complete cold-proof equipment, especially the protective effect of sunglasses and goggles on the eyes.
Although he couldn't see the situation in the distance, Old Bale could still lead the team in the right direction. This is the special innate ability of the Mongolians, and it is also the skill that allows them to survive on this grassland.
The camels walked calmly and calmly in such a climate of minus 30 degrees Celsius and raging snowstorms. They didn't care about the cold wave and the snowstorm at all.
Even if the temperature drops to forty degrees, they are not afraid. Because the thick fur of the camel is absolutely warm. All the soldiers riding on the camel felt it. The place in contact with the camel's fur was very warm. Holding the camel's hump and leaning down, it was even more
It's very warm.
Finally, night came and it became dark. Old Baler found a leeward place for the team to camp.
An Sanxi got off the camel and was also a little tired. He ordered to camp on the spot and rest. Each unit used the battalion as the basic unit to form a hundred camps. Make a fire and make some hot food to keep everyone warm and restore their strength.
Even though it's a snowstorm, there are still rules for the army to camp.
Combat troops are on the outside, and command structures and baggage are on the inside. There are strict regulations. If an enemy attacks, there are also complete systems for how to defend and counterattack.
Following An Sanxi's order, one hundred battalion-level units formed their own camps. The smallest unit was a group of ten people. They surrounded twenty camels in the outer circle to block the cold wind, and people in the inner circle.
rest.
Fifty thousand people and one hundred thousand camels formed a huge camp group in this winter. As they lit fires for cooking, the little bits of fire lit up the night sky of the Mongolian plateau.
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