Thirty thousand cavalrymen and nearly 60,000 war horses were resting on the north bank of Heilongjiang River. The entire land was dark and there was no end in sight. The setting sun was pressing on the western horizon, spreading its last rays of light onto the earth.
Regiment Commander Fadeyev led his three division commanders on horseback to a high ground on the north bank of the Heilongjiang River, picked up his binoculars and looked towards the south bank of the river.
On the other side of the broad river was a patch of hills and dense forests, and the lights of the town seemed to be visible at the end of the line of sight. After opening the map and confirming it carefully, Fadeev proved that he had not taken the wrong path.
"The mountain across the river is called Anluo Mountain, and the town at the foot of the mountain is Anluo Town. After passing this mountain, the Heilongjiang River begins to flow south. In another day and a half we can see Aihui City in the Qing Dynasty. Then It is the largest ferry in Heilongjiang..."
Chekov, the commander of the 3rd Division, looked at the map and cursed in a low voice, "It would be great if there was a road on the other side. We can cross the river directly from here and fight to the rich hinterland of the Qing Dynasty, which will save us the difficulty of supplying... "
Chekov's words resonated with everyone. Looking back at the overwhelming army, although the momentum was amazing, everyone knew that the soldiers' physical strength had been squeezed to the limit, and they were now relying on the breath in their hearts to hold on.
Gogol and Furmanov took away the best equipment of the entire army, especially the horses and meat, while the 30,000 people behind could only march slowly while looting.
The war horses had no beans, eggs, and no nutritious alfalfa to eat. How to feed the 60,000 war horses along the way was a difficult task.
Look at these hungry horses in front of them. They can only push through the thin snow on the ground and greedily gnaw the grass below. However, this amount of grass is simply not enough. Fadeev even found that many soldiers were using their own rations. Feed your beloved war horse.
Looking further north, several fire spots appeared on the distant horizon. They knew that the robbing cavalry had succeeded again. This time at least four villages and towns were looted.
Fadeyev didn't even need to see it with his own eyes, he could tell how quickly these soldiers would plunder those villages and towns, and not a single grain of food would be wasted, especially the fodder for war horses at this time was more precious than food for humans.
"No, we have to expand the scope of the robbery! Four villages and towns are simply not enough. If we pass the order, we must loot ten villages and towns tonight before we can reach Aihun!"
The topic is really dull. Fadeev and the others are not afraid of fighting. Even if the gunpowder is exhausted and they fight with the saber in their hands, they are not afraid. However, they cannot solve the problem of logistical supply. This has nothing to do with your courage. If there is nothing, there is nothing, and you cannot change it at all.
A guard cavalryman beside him said angrily, "Why don't you cross this river and let's rob the prosperous south bank! Over there is the Qing Dynasty. Those Qing Dynasty people naturally love growing crops and saving! Grab one of their villages It’s fatter than robbing a Mongolian tribe!”
The commander of the Fourth Division, Ashavin, smiled bitterly and said, "Kid, it's not that simple! Our destination is the Far East, and our enemy is the Volunteer Army. For the time being, we cannot offend these Qing people!"
"If we can't use their border to pass through, I'm afraid we won't be able to reach Vladivostok in another month and a half!"
The cavalryman scratched his head, "Then why don't we cross the river now? Since we are borrowing a road, why do we have to go downstream to borrow a road? From here we can buy a lot of food and horse feed with money!"
Fadeyev looked at the young faces of the cavalry and sighed and said, "Child, that's not how wars are fought! With 30,000 troops and 60,000 horses, if you want to march in a hurry, not every road can be taken..."
"The opposite side is not a wide post road, but a series of mountains. There is no problem for a small army to travel. With so many people, do you want them to take the mountainous road? When will we arrive in Vladivostok? Is it summer?"
"Besides, the officials of the Qing Dynasty also have their own considerations, and they will not let us go to the core hinterland due to political reasons!"
"What are you afraid of them for? Who can stop us Cossacks?" the soldier muttered unconvinced.
"Hahaha... Courage is great, but resourcefulness is not enough at all! Fighting is not that simple. The territory of the Qing Dynasty is larger than our Tsarist Russia. Behind the border are mountains and rivers one after another. You can win ten times, but others can bear it. We have failed a hundred times, but if we lose just once, we will be completely wiped out!"
Fadeyev looked to the east and whispered, "Now we can only cooperate with the Qing people. We go eastward. Only when we reach Aihun can we get large-scale supplies! Those Qing officials are very greedy and rob us from the grassland." Give them all your gold and antiques..."
"I believe they will definitely give us enough food and horse feed! After that, we will continue to go south, eastward to the Songhua River Estuary or directly to the Wusuli River Estuary, and go south along the ice..."
"When we enter the Far East, the outcome of this war will be determined! Children... hold on for another day and a half, and when we reach Aihun, our life will be easier..."
Fadeyev had no idea that a mutiny that was destined to shock the world had already broken out in Aihui City, and that their fate would also be reversed with this mutiny.
The cold weather in late spring is really unbearable. If Aihui City hadn't been filled with firelight, people might have thought it was the legendary dead city. There was no sound except the occasional monotonous barking of dogs and the shrill screams of owls.
There were no pedestrians on the street at all, and even the watchman was gone. In the long dark night, no one knew what day it was.
There were bonfires crackling and burning at all intersections. Silent soldiers gathered around the bonfires and did not dare to speak, as if there were evil spirits around.
These soldiers who maintained order and vigil were all unlucky ones chosen by lot. No normal person wanted to have anything to do with the mutiny. Their own lives were more important than which party in the court was in power.
In the middle of the intersection closest to the back door of the garrison, there was a bonfire and ten veterans were suffering alone. They had no idea that dozens of black shadows were sneaking towards them in the dark night.
Caught off guard, the ten veterans were suddenly thrown down by the black shadow behind them. Just as they were about to shout, their mouths were tightly covered.
"Shut up! Shut up, everyone...it's us! Damn, open your eyes and take a good look!" the sneak attacker whispered.
The veteran was relieved when he saw it. Unexpectedly, the person who attacked him unexpectedly was an acquaintance. Tepuxin's trusted private guard captain, Mr. White Bear, and a number of figures were approaching in the darkness.
The old soldier trembled and whispered, "Master Pu! I am one of my own, please do this, veteran! What are you..."
"Shut up! Of course you're saving my family... You guys should stay here and don't let the rebels in the house notice anything strange. It's a great service to provide us with a good cover!"
"I understand. Don't worry, Mr. Pu. The younger one will definitely perform well!"
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