Chapter 882: Hidden Enemy

On the snow-covered Siberian wasteland, after a tragic hunt, bright blood flowers bloomed. Hundreds of Russian armed civilians were killed in the snow by the ferocious Cossacks. The bodies of humans and horses and wild wolfs were killed in the snow.

When we get mixed together, it’s particularly dazzling.

In the distance, Li Pinggui unconsciously grinned his teeth, muttering in his heart that this is a human being, this is a group of beasts.

The brutal Cossacks are more cruel than the wolves, riding in groups of horses around, plundering all valuable or worthless items from the corpse, from saddles to a pair of boots, and in a moment, the wasteland will be

Only the pale corpses of Russian armed peasants were left, and even their clothes were taken away, and the dead horses were taken away, leaving only bloody skeletons.

Li Pinggui was frightened, is this a human being? Unconsciously, he thought of the locust plague in his hometown when he was a child, and locusts passed by, and no grass grew. Compared with this group of Russians, the eight banners of Jianlu, who claimed to be cruel, was simply unpredictable.

Compared with the cruelty of people, Jianlu is simply a great charity who eats vegetarian food and chants Buddha's name. At most, Jianlu is a group of bald-tailed dogs, Russians in the Far East, and they are yaksha ghosts who eat people and do not spit bones.

Silent, stand solemn.

Li Pinggui grinned and said, "See, these yaksha ghosts entered Liaodong, how could that be great?"

On and on, hundreds of Ming cavalry were all in a state of dissatisfaction. After seeing more, they realized the cruelty and terrible nature of the alien races outside the region. Compared with the weakness of the Ming people, what kind of kingly education is too ridiculous. Li Zhengming thought more and finally understood what

It is called living space. This northern expedition is not fighting with people, but fighting with heaven and foreign barbarians. The so-called living space is to be killed. There is no other way out except to use the knife in your hand to kill a world.

In the distance, the Cossack Light Cavalry was red in his eyes and even surrounded him with great momentum.

Li Pinggui was indifferent for a moment and snorted softly: "Go!"

Hundreds of Ming cavalry turned their horses and avoided the vicious encirclement of the Cossacks, and were still cruising far away, monitoring the battlefield.

At night, the Ming army camp.

A Russian man, a body was sent to the Central Army camp. Two Russians went out of the city at night to surrender with white flags. One of them was accidentally beaten to death by the front-line soldiers who were fired. The one who was alive was more yelling than yelling and unable to understand.

Yasha was sent to the central army camp by the patrol light cavalry. The Russian man crawled on the ground like a quail, knelt and kowtowed hard, shouting about Russian dialect that he couldn't understand.

Is there any translation in the Ming army who is proficient in Russian? How many are there but no need?

There is a ready-made translator in the Central Army camp, Lord Peterson, the attendant of the Swedish emperor. This master is proficient in multilingual languages.

Late at night, the quiet central army camp.

Lord Peterson communicated with the Russian for a while, his face turned very surprised.

Lu Xiangsheng said impatiently: "What did he say?"

Lord Peterson looked a little surprised and said happily: "Captain of Staff, he said he wanted to sacrifice the city. There are dozens of his companions in the city, and there is actually a colonel."

Lu Xiangsheng was stunned, but Ma Cheng smiled relaxedly. He suddenly realized that the Russians had a very fatal weakness, which he had accidentally ignored. Russia in the 17th century was a multi-ethnic country, and this principality was still serfdom, and this country

The large number of serfs from the bottom were not pure Russians, and they were really not loyal to the Russian emperor.

The reason why this country has risen in the north is that it occupies one-fifth of the world is purely a huge combination of interests. This community of interests composed of many ethnic groups has merged in the process of continuous rapid expansion, sharing expansion and colonization

The interests of the later powerful Tsarist Russia. Russia in the ninth year of Chongzhen was still a serfdom and uncohesive country.

He was alert and comforted him and ordered people to place the Russians for a good life.

In the warm spring-like tent of the Central Army, Lu Xiangsheng said suspiciously: "Say surrender?"

Ma Cheng pondered, and smiled strangely, "This may not be the case, and it will be clear tomorrow night."

The next day, early morning.

On the banks of the frozen river, the Russian army did not take a detour but rushed over. The Russian light cavalry who entered the Ming army's guard circle encountered the Ming army's light cavalry in the wilderness and fought fiercely. At this time, Russia

The army became a little warlike. They set up camps across the river and built a line of defense with carriages, but they ushered in a round of artillery fire from the Ming army's cannons.

The Russian army suffered some losses, and after giving in a little, they were full of murderous aura, and pushed the cannons up to fight back.

Amid the rumbling cannons, the Russian commander finally showed some tactical qualities, commanded the Russian army to establish defense lines, and contacted the cavalry, and closed the captain's long tail, and soon curled up into a group of carriages, relying on a large number of carriages. The infantry arrived one after another gradually fought.

The posture was set. Cannons were bombed, the cavalry was out in all directions, and the infantry was confronting, and the 42,000 Ming troops faced the 48,000 Russian troops, and the posture was set on, and the sky was killed quickly.

The Russian armed peasants who were behind arrived one after another, and the Ming army was constantly increasing their troops.

The artillery soldiers on both sides fought each other across the river for a day, and the cavalry fought fiercely for a day. At night, they wisely stopped the troops and saved hard-won ammunition and precious cavalry strength.

At this time, a fatal rebellion occurred in the city of Yakutsk a hundred miles away.

Yakutsk City, South Gate.

Late at night, in a trench two miles away.

Deng Chengzhi, wearing armor, sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest. His two iron maces were lying across his legs, and his left and right sides were covered with armor. He was bulging armored soldiers, swords and shields, and two thousand heavy armored infantry were sitting or lying on their own.

, A low voice talk relieves emotions. When robbing the city, heavy armored infantry must be the main combat force. After robbing the city gate, heavy armored infantry can defend on the spot and use strong armor to resist the counterattack of the defenders.

"Can Yasha Ghost be able to hold on?"

"God knows, I guess, Yasha ghosts are also afraid of death."

While chatting quietly, it was late at night and the atmosphere was solemn.

Deng Chengzhi suddenly opened his eyes and shouted softly: "Out!"

Hula, the two thousand armored soldiers stopped talking and looked calm. They picked up swords and shields, and one-handed axe, and went out of the trench. Some of them were strong and had an additional eight and a half pounds of short striding gun, about eight hundred. The weight was loaded.

It was very amazing, far exceeding fifty kilograms, which was the difficulty of training heavy armored infantry. Everyone had to be strong and had endurance. The cost of cultivating a heavy armored infantry was no less than that of a cavalry.

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In this era, fighting depends entirely on physical strength and inhumane training methods.

After the two thousand armored soldiers crossed the trench, Deng Chengzhi shouted again: "Climb!"

Hum, the armored soldiers lie down on the ground, covering themselves with white cloaks, carrying sixty or even seventy pounds of weights, and crawling forward in the wet and cold snow. They didn't even climb slowly.

Deng Chengzhi was panting like a bull-like breathing in front and back. Two thousand of the most powerful men in the Ming Empire, eating meat every meal and carrying weights all year round, actually adopted the most standard hidden secrets in later generations.
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