Chapter 781: Distant Guest (1)

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 "Magpie Bridge Fairy·Going North"

The army marches to the north, the young man’s character,

Why fear thousands of horses and thousands of troops?

Looking at the northern border, heavy snow covers Pingchuan,

Written down, the world is interesting.

Jiujiu war horse, long arm and iron armor,

Who can tell the story of eternal achievements?

When he returns, he will tie up Chief Hu with a long rope.

Looking around, the rivers are heading north.

With the completion of the poem "Magpie Bridge Immortal" by Zhu Ruodeng, the Ji King of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming army continued its new journey northward.

Originally, the basic goal set by Emperor Guangwu for the Northern Expedition was to capture Barguzin Fort. Now that the basic goal has been achieved, the young prince was not satisfied. He wanted to expand the results and show his face in front of his father. He set his sights on

The Yakutsk Military District, one of the four major Rakshasa military districts.

After the Ming army captured Barguzin Fort, it basically cut off the connection between the Yakutsk Military District and Tsarist Russia. Today, there are only two small castles between the Yakutsk Military District and the Yeniseysk Military District to the west.

:Kikusk Fort and Orekomsk Fort are connected.

These two castles are small in area and are located southwest of Yakutsk Castle. In Zhu Ruodeng's view, they will be easily captured once the army arrives.

This is indeed the case. The Ming army captured Kikusk Fort without any effort and killed a Rakshasa Centurion.

However, we ran into trouble at Orekomsk Fort. This fort was built by Beketov, the master of Rakshasa military architecture. Although it is small, it is very strong, with extremely reasonable firepower and almost no shooting dead spots.<

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Rakshasa centurion Andrei led 180 Cossacks to defend the fort, causing heavy casualties to the Ming army.

On the third day of the siege, nearly three hundred corpses were lying under the fort.

"General, I am incompetent, please punish me." Another attack by the Ming army was repelled. Hu Maozhen, the former camp leader, felt ashamed and apologized to Zhu Ruodeng.

"This city is small but strong. It only requires a small number of troops to defend the fort. No wonder Malay Bo." Not only did Zhu Ruodeng not blame Hu Maozhen, but he comforted him with gentle words.

"General, you can use heavy artillery to focus on a corner. There are only a hundred enemies. As long as a gap is created, the city will be destroyed," Ma Bao suggested.

Zhu Ruodeng nodded, gathered eighty artillery carts, and bombarded Nancheng. Beketov was indeed a first-class military architect. The Ming army bombed for three days before they blasted a small gap.

"Kill with me!"

Ma Bao's eyes widened, and he personally led his army to rush towards the gap. An army of more than 20,000 people was blocked by a mere hundred Rakshasa people for six days. It was a great shame and humiliation!

Rakshasa centurion Andrei fulfilled his military duties well and led fifty Cossacks to fight to the death to block the gap.

With a black horse, a red robe, and a bright silver sword, Hu Maozhen arrived and skillfully slashed half of Andre away.

"Come in and kill all these Rakshasa ghosts," he roared, his ferocity erupting. Hundreds of soldiers and horses have been lost in this small fort these days, and he needs to vent his anger.

"Wonderful victory!"

"Wonderful victory!"

"Wonderful victory!"

Cheers echoed in this small castle.

Yakutsk warlord Franzbekov led the general manager Ivanov, the cavalry captain Bigimov, the infantry captain Vorybayev and two thousand Cossacks rushed to the vicinity of Orekmsk Fort.

When they arrived, the sun and moon flags had been replaced on the castle.

Regardless of the danger, Franzbekov secretly led dozens of cavalry to sneak into the city for reconnaissance. Suddenly, he heard soldiers from the Ming army singing at the top of the city: "Walking in the wind and snow, the Northern Expedition to the Central Plains. The Huns are not destroyed, but they return home in shame. The phoenix does not sing, the Yellow River

It’s not clear. When will there be peace? My heart is longing??”

The voice was so loud that Franzbekov's heart skipped a beat and he asked: "What song is this? What does it mean?"

The cavalry captain of the escort, Bidimov, had lived on the border for a long time and was very familiar with the situation of the Ming army. He replied: "Your Excellency, this is the military song of the Ming army, "Song of Waves in the Wind." According to legend, it was composed by the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. It means

Defeat the foreigners and drive them far away."

Franzbekov suddenly felt panicked. This was the second time. The last time he felt this way was during the farce of "The Messiah Appeared in a Dream" on the Tsar's Name Day.

He calmed down and said: "Olyokmsk Fort has been lost. The Ming army has a large number and strong morale, so it is difficult to take it back. Withdraw and return to Yakutsk Fort to defend."

"But Overseer, if we don't recapture Orekomsk Fort, our connection with Moscow will be cut off. It will be difficult to obtain supplies of clothes, food, and especially gunpowder and ammunition. Without supplies, how can we fight the war?" Bidimov said.

He said with a grimace. He had been a hunter before joining the army, and he knew that there was no bullet in the shotgun, which meant that you were likely to become the prey of a ferocious beast.

As if to drive away fear, Franzbekov shrugged and said: "There are still a lot of supplies in the warehouse of Yakutsk Fort. Besides, Moscow can still provide us with supplies via a detour to the north."

From the map, Moscow can indeed provide supplies to Yakutsk via a detour to the north, but that is just a concept on the map. Although those places are vast, they are all located in the permafrost areas within the Arctic Circle, where there is almost no human survival, let alone

The roads are in good condition and should be transported via a detour to the north. I am afraid that the supplies will have been lost and wasted on the road before they arrive.

Bidimov sighed: "Overseer, those places are uninhabited and there are no roads. How can we transport them?"

Franzbekov shrugged again, "Bizimov, you have to believe that the great Tsarist Russian soldiers can overcome all difficulties!" Although the Ming Dynasty called Russia Rakshasa, they themselves did not call it that. In this era

, their country name is: Tsarist Russia.

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The annual Ensakh Festival is here. For the Yakut people in Yakutsk, this festival is equivalent to the Chinese New Year. This festival was celebrated when the ancestors of the Yakut people were still shepherding sheep on the Central Asian grasslands.

, passed down from generation to generation without interruption.

Wearing a Mongolian fur hat and a Mongolian robe, a bearded Mongolian businessman Jigurv came to Yakutsk Fort with a cargo of fifty horses. Jigurv means wings in Mongolian and has wings.

Naturally, I flew far, from Mongolia to Yakutsk.

Jigurf comes from Chechnya, Outer Mongolia, and is a well-known businessman in the tribe. He is outgoing by nature, loves to make friends, and is generous with money, so he has a good reputation. He is a frequent visitor here, and he often imports a large amount of goods from Kulun and sells them here.

Then he changed it into leather goods and took it back, and the gain was huge.

He led the cavalry to the city gate and skillfully threw a money bag to the guard. The Cossack was also a veteran, and he was very familiar with Jigurv. As soon as he got the money bag, it was heavy and he knew it was worth a lot.

After blowing a whistle and shouting: "Sbassy (thank you)", he cleared the way and let everyone pass.

Jigurfu walked into the city in a hurry, and saw that the city was crowded with people, much livelier than usual. After a lot of effort, he stopped at the door of a business inn with the "Ji" flag.

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