When Gogol's army rushed to the grain store, he discovered that this place was indeed very hidden. If someone hadn't told them that there was a small col where grain and grass were stored, they would have missed the inconspicuous entrance.
The century-old trees have become a forest, with only one path covered by snow. After going around three turns, it suddenly became clear. There was a simple wooden fence at the entrance of the col. At the gate, a group of veterans wearing ragged cotton-padded jackets knelt, preparing to prepare for the army. Kowtow.
"Master foreigner! We are the old men guarding the horse feed factory. Don't kill me, just show your respect... I will open the door for you!"
Behind the broken wooden fence door were piles of horse materials. The top was covered with white snow. It looked like no one had used it all winter. Furmanov excitedly rode his horse around and said, "Great, great! What's missing?" The only thing is horse material, the army rests for three hours to replenish the strength of the horses!"
Looking back, I saw that Gogol didn't say a word, he was just writing and drawing in his notebook with a pen.
"What are you doing?" Fumanov asked in confusion.
"What are you doing? Of course you are recording everything you see and hear along the way. What a great opportunity this is. The truth and fiction within the entire Qing Dynasty are all clear at a glance..."
"With the first march, there is the second attack. We are familiar with the Songhua River and the Sanxing City Post Road. This is the first-hand map information for our next attack on the Qing Dynasty..."
"Think about it! If it weren't for these locals to show us the way, how could we have found such a secret horse feedyard? Haha, if horse feed can be hidden here, soldiers can also be hidden. Maybe it will be a large military camp in the future. ah!"
"Yes, yes, these facts must be written down!" Fumanov smiled and said, "And these incompetent Qing Dynasty troops are simply a bunch of weak chickens. They are not even as tough as those mountain people and hunters. Those people are still You dare to harass us while we are marching, and these people know how to kowtow..."
Gogol jumped off the war horse and asked the soldiers to take it to feed him. The alfalfa that had been harvested last autumn had fermented over the winter and was now rich in nutrients and easy to digest. Adding soybeans, a specialty of Northeast China, to the hay would strengthen the war horse's strength. can be fully supplemented.
As for the tall Arabian horses that the commander and the vanguard battalion rode, they were even more delicate. They had to feed them not only alfalfa and soybeans, but also eggs and salt, so as to ensure the combat effectiveness of the horses.
The entire mountain col was already crowded with horses, with 20,000 troops and nearly 40,000 horses spread out so far that it was almost impossible to see the end. Those tall haystacks shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye and finally disappeared without a trace.
Gogol and Furmanov, escorted by their own soldiers, climbed to the commanding heights on the side of the mountain col and began to describe the terrain here with the pens in their hands. The surrounding mountains and the direction of the streams, including the denseness of the forest, Record it clearly in your notebook.
In the end, this information did not quench their thirst. They brought up all the timid veterans. Gogol nodded and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid. I have some questions to ask you. Don't worry, we are not enemies of the Qing Dynasty. We are just borrowing money." It’s just the Tao…”
"Look, isn't this the treasured sword passed down by the three surnamed City Guards? He gave it to me as a token. You don't have to be afraid. There is money here to reward you..."
While they were talking, several large silver ingots rolled down into the snow. The veterans were overjoyed and quickly held them in their arms. "If the foreign masters have any questions, we will tell you everything we know. We will tell you whatever you ask..."
"Tell me the terrain of this area. Do any of you know how to read a map? Point it out to me..."
Perhaps it was Lord Guard's sword that dispelled the veterans' doubts, or perhaps it was the shine of silver that made the veterans greedy, or perhaps they originally believed that these issues had no value at all.
Several veterans who had grown up here all year round began to point out and introduce all the mountains, rivers, and terrain on this ancient post road from Sanxing City to the south.
Several translators and officers drew on the map while studying it, and soon the map became more detailed. Gogol and Furmanov smiled at each other, "Did you see it? If spies were to explore such a topographic map, it would take at least three months, but as long as I find the right method, we can understand it all within three hours." …”
"Go back and make a few copies and send them back to China. This will be our attack route from now on... These barbarians have no idea what they are doing!"
Fumanov looked at Gogol with admiration, "I never understood why you asked that soft-headed official for a token. Now I understand that this kind of thing is so lethal to the Qing people!"
"Haha, just wait and see, it will be useful later..."
Three hours passed quickly, and the army like a swarm of locusts turned the horse feed factory into a mess, and then left the mountainous area like the wind, leaving only a few veterans holding silver ingots in a daze.
Fumanov clearly heard the excited shouts of the veterans, "Get rich, get rich, get rich." The corner of his mouth curled up, "Poor inferior peoples, do you know that you just lost the best opportunity to annihilate our army..." "
"There is such a horse feeding ground, surrounded by forests. If there are one or two thousand soldiers shooting rockets from the top of the surrounding mountain, then a fire will burn out at least one-third of our troops!"
"But you don't dare! Hahaha... You are just a bunch of cowards. You don't deserve to own this rich land!"
The token in Gogol's hand really played a big role. The ancient post road in the south of Sanxing City is a very important road in the Ningguta area, and it is extremely important in both an economic and military sense.
This can be seen clearly from the place names. From Sanxing City to the south, the towns include Touzhan, Second Station, Third Station, and Fourth Station. As the names suggest, these place names are the rest stops of Tunming in the past.
After Si Zhan, heading south is San Dao River, and then there are Si Dao Kalun, Third Dao Kalun, Second Dao Kalun, First Dao Kalun... As the name suggests, the word "Ka" means checkpoint. The name of the place outside the pass is really simple and interesting. And image.
Stations, checkpoints, and river bends are all named for military purposes, which means that there are garrisons in these towns, or that this kind of town was the first to develop based on garrisons.
In the southernmost part of the ancient post road, more than ten miles south of Kalun on the first road, is the most important city in Jilin Province in the Qing Dynasty, Ninggu Tower City.
Gogol knew very well that he would encounter countless little troubles along the way. Of course, his army was not afraid of these little troubles, but it would take time to solve the troubles anyway. At this time, the sword token guarded by Sanxing City could be Came in handy.
The three checkpoints closest to Sanxing City actually let the Rakshasa army pass by without any resistance, because the officers here were all under the rule of Sanxing City, and the tokens of their direct commanders were quite useful.
Note: The ancient place names in this article are all real. I have a complete set of maps of the Qing Dynasty in the 31st year of Guangxu's reign. There are classified maps of each province. All wars in the Qing Dynasty are based on the maps of the Guangxu period.
For example, Sanxing City is actually Yilan County in Heilongjiang Province, which was under the jurisdiction of Jilin during the Qing Dynasty. Ninggu Pagoda is now Ning'an City in Heilongjiang Province. Of course, it also belonged to Jilin during the Qing Dynasty.
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