"Well done, boys." Shi Dewei patted Li Yuan's shoulder affectionately.

When all the Russians fled, only the warriors of the Ming Dynasty dared to face the airships chasing them.

Moreover, he also successfully knocked down the airship.

Stewie noticed that Kutuzov's expression at that time was extremely wonderful.

Let’s see how shameless they will be in calling themselves a fighting race in the future.

"Tell me what you want. As the chief of staff, I am quite capable." Soldiers who strive for success will be rewarded.

"Sir! I think I want these brothers to go home and let the Geritu leader reward them heavily."

Li Yuan pointed at his twenty-three ragged Mongolian soldiers, riding horses back from Kharkov.

No one was left behind, including the injured.

Now, he just wants his brothers to continue to live and live well.

"Them?" Shi Dewei glanced at these Mongolian soldiers.

They have typical Mongolian facial contours. They have not shaved for more than a month, and everyone has a beard.

She looked a little embarrassed, but she tried hard to hold her chest high.

This is a deep-seated pride!

The Marshal once said that as the descendants of the gray wolf and the white deer, they have wolf blood flowing in their bones.

Genghis Khan's army once swept across the Eurasian continent and created a huge empire.

They have the capital to be proud of. They fought in the defense of Kharkov, and they were able to steal the French horses and escape.

"Have you ever thought about what you want for yourself? You must know that I, the Chief of General Staff, do not agree easily."

Shi Dewei's eyes returned to Li Yuan's face.

"As a lowly officer of the Liao Army, I naturally have to fight for the honor of the Liao Army."

"Them too!" Stewie pointed to the twenty-three people.

"They are Mongols." Li Yuan answered loudly.

"Yes! They are Mongols, but now they want to join the territory of the Ming Dynasty. From now on, they will be the people of the Ming Dynasty. Since our blood does not flow in their veins, they have to pay some price.

They shed blood and sacrificed here today. From now on, Ming Dynasty will treat their descendants equally as Han people.

Why?

Because their ancestors have already paid the price for them to join the powerful side.

There is no shortcut for this. They need to use sweat, blood, and even their lives to prove their and their nation's loyalty to the Ming Dynasty.

If you don’t believe me, ask them if they would rather die here and give their descendants a better future, or go back and enjoy the glory and wealth.

Then, you will always be inferior to others in the Ming Empire."

As soon as Shi Dewei finished speaking, Bayan looked at Shi Dewei with excited eyes: "Sir, are you serious about what you said?

Can our descendants really get along with the Han people on an equal footing?"

"Yes! As long as they are loyal to the Ming Empire like you.

Our General Mangui is a Mongolian. He has proved his loyalty to the Ming Dynasty with his bravery.

Therefore, the people in his tribe have Ming household registration and enjoy the same treatment as Ming people.

Their children can go to school, work in factories, join the Liao Army, or apply for scientific research institutes.

These are all obtained with the blood of their fathers."

"Sir, we are not leaving. We are willing to stay and fight. All we ask is that our children and grandchildren can also enjoy the Ming Dynasty household registration."

Bayan knelt on the ground on one knee, and the twenty-three Mongolians behind him also knelt on the ground.

"The descendants of the Mongols who came to Russia to participate in the war this time can join the Ming Dynasty household registration.

In the future, Han people will come to teach on the grasslands and teach you knowledge.

From now on, your children will not only be able to go to school.

You can also work in factories as workers, hospitals as doctors, and scientific research institutes as doctors.

Of course, you can also join the Liao Army and become a glorious Liao Army soldier.

In this regard, they enjoy the same treatment as the children of Ming Dynasty."

"Thank you, sir. We are willing to die to serve our country." He was chased by the French.

The Mongolian man, who had braved the cold wind, suffered from hunger and cold, and faced life and death from time to time without ever shedding a tear, was now crying like a baby in confinement.

Li Yuan kicked Bayan: "You are stupid!

Will you die if you stay here? I am a soldier of the Ming Dynasty, I have no choice.

You finally got this opportunity, why don't you go back to the Mongolian grasslands and live a good life?

Who said yesterday that if I go back alive this time, I will herd sheep for the rest of my life and never again...!"

"Company Commander, please stop talking.

If you give up these more than 100 kilograms, you can earn a future for the children.

Worth it!

It’s worth a thousand dollars!

You are a Han Chinese, and you are born in the Ming Dynasty. You don’t know how much we envy your children to be able to study.

How envious we are that you Han people can earn as much silver dollars in a month as we do in a year just by working in factories.

We also want our children to study, and we also want our children to join the army and work in factories.

But...but my company commander, Mongolians are not qualified to go to school, and naturally they are not qualified to be workers or join the army.

Our envy was just in vain, but now it's better.

This adult said that our descendants can be the same as the Han people.

For the future of our descendants, what does this life mean?"

Li Yuan pouted, he had no reason to refute. Everyone is planning for their descendants!

But how many people are willing to throw away their lives for their children and grandchildren!

These Mongolian men, yes!

"Okay! Those who are injured will be treated, and those who are not injured will wait for reorganization.

The day after tomorrow, eight thousand additional troops will arrive.

I'll give you five hundred men, and now you're the fucking battalion commander." Shi Dewei punched Li Yuan.

Stevie was rewarding Ming officers, while Kutuzov was killing people.

Kill ten times!

The purpose of adopting the eleven-to-one killing rule is to eliminate panic and cowardice in the troops and strengthen the soldiers' determination to fight.

But in fact, the Eleven Killing Rule often has the opposite effect.

Soldiers become demoralized or lose trust in their commanders as they watch their comrades being slaughtered by their own people instead of the enemy.

Because it is a collective punishment measure, the law of killing eleven is not commonly used.

As a punishment left over from the Roman Empire, few commanders had the courage to use it because it was too cruel.

Crassus used it, Antony used it, and Caesar used it too.

Now Kutuzov decided to use it too.

The scene that happened in the afternoon was really fucking embarrassing.

All the broken soldiers were organized together, and each team of ten people began to draw lots.

It doesn’t matter what your military rank is, whether you have received any honors, or your family background.

The only thing that determines whether you can survive is the red paint mark on the tip of the small wooden stick who draws it.

Kutuzov had a gloomy face, and the Norgrove hanging on the tree next to him started to sway like a pendulum when the wind blew it.

"Marshal, please don't. I still have children at home!"

"I have an old mother at home!"

"I don't want to die...!"

There were a lot of wailing and begging for mercy, and even a few scumbags would curse a few words.

The firing squad carried large sticks with iron hoops in their hands, which were a type of mace.

The prisoner was pushed to the ground, the mace was rounded and carried by the wind, and hit the victim's head hard.

Just once, the person's head starts to bleed.
To be continued...