October 2, the fourth year after the Ming Dynasty was restored.
Night falls.
In the wilderness of Mobei, the temperature began to drop sharply at the intersection of the Selenga River that flows into the North Sea (Lake Baikal) and its tributary Orkun River. Kyaktu, which had been scorched by the sun for a day, soon became as cold as if it had been put in a refrigerator. .
The ice is as cold as iron, and the war clouds boil.
Under cover of night.
About 10,000 Russian soldiers quietly advanced towards the Ming army's camp.
at the same time.
Colonel Chen Liansheng, the former commander of the right brigade of the army, issued the highest level of war preparation orders.
After receiving the order, the soldiers quickly ended their day's sleep and ate their dinner in silence.
This may be their last meal.
Because their opponent is the legendary and very vicious Rakshasa ghost.
They are not the same species as these people.
During the fight, both sides would almost never take prisoners.
This is Mobei, Siberia.
The food here is so precious that it is impossible to leave it for the prisoners to eat.
Therefore, this kind of battle is different from the Ming and Qing battles in the Central Plains.
Whether an officer or a soldier.
They all gather together and eat the same standard diet.
There was really nothing special about the pre-war meal.
It's the same as usual.
Naan cakes, dried meat, and boiled tea in a large pot.
According to the order, the soldiers must swallow all the tea leaves.
According to military doctors, this is to supplement some necessary vitamins in their bodies.
Just when the officers and soldiers were dining.
Chen Liansheng and Fu Kangan inspected the military camp together.
"This place is really nice. The two rivers meet and the grass grows almost as tall as a human being."
Chen Liansheng said with emotion.
He sighed with emotion just after walking out of an infantry battalion's barracks.
Then his eyes were fixed on the lush Qia Ketu pasture outside the military camp.
"Holding a rifle and taking the initiative is a bit risky," Fukangan said. "If we are attacked by cavalry, we will suffer heavy losses."
"No one will die in a war!" Chen Liansheng said with a cold face, "What's more, every soldier in this attack will receive a great merit and be rewarded with thirty acres of land!"
Fukangan nodded.
The plan to take advantage of the grass that can almost drown people in the Kyaktu Ranch and send a group of infantry to take the initiative to attack at night was the plan made by the brigade staff.
Risky though.
But it is indeed a way to keep most of the Russian army as much as possible under such circumstances.
And such a risky plan.
If it were the Qing army at that time, it would be very difficult to execute it smoothly - attacking cavalry with foot and taking the initiative to attack, no matter how you look at it, you are going to die.
Therefore, it is impossible for the commander of the Qing army to make such a plan.
Because they also know that this kind of plan cannot be implemented at all.
On the Ming army's side, because there are staff officers at all levels and officers at all levels who have undergone "assembly line training", they can smoothly implement the military orders above.
It was Fan Baoyi's battalion that was responsible for the attack.
At this time, Fan Baoyi is doing your pre-war mobilization.
In fact, there is nothing to mobilize.
They had been at war with the Russian army before and had won a great victory. They were not afraid of the vicious Rakshasa ghosts at all.
Coupled with the temptation of military merit, everyone is gearing up and waiting for meritorious service.
And at the same time.
Sporadic gunshots began to be heard from the north of the camp.
The Ming army's reconnaissance cavalry, which is responsible for the security mission, is exchanging fire with the Russian army!
Snapped!
The sight of the gun in Lu Fuhai's hand, who was standing on the horse, was set on a Russian officer who was more than a hundred steps away.
Gunfire rang out.
The Russian officer suddenly jumped forward, and blood flowed all over the floor.
It's not easy to hit with such a shot from such a long distance.
"Quick! Change the gun!"
Lu Fuhai suddenly threw the rifle with the bullet in his hand to one of his subordinates, and took from him a Guangfu 2-year-old musket with the bullet loaded.
Then stand in the stirrups, raise your gun and shoot!
Bang.
Under the bright moon.
Another Russian officer's chest was bleeding, turning the moonlight into a tragic red.
"Let's go!"
Lu Fuhai immediately turned the horse's head and led his men to beat the horse away.
A group of Cossacks chased them for a while, but soon lost them due to the obstruction of pasture and night.
I can only return in despair.
"Discovered!"
Mikhail stared at the Ming army disappearing into the night and couldn't help but sigh.
The plan to raid was obviously in vain.
Repnin put down the telescope and said: "The possibility of a successful raid is not high. If we are discovered, let's attack by force!"
"The troops are divided into two groups. I will lead one group to attack from the west, and you will lead one group to attack from the northeast!"
soon.
In the night.
Bright torches formed a long queue.
The Russian Empire's army rushed towards the Ming army camp in the south.
Under night.
Tong Wei lay down in the grass about half a man tall, staring at the horse team with torches that was approaching rapidly.
His surname is Tong Jia.
However, the Tong Jia family was originally a Han Chinese flag bearer, and also had the surname Tong.
So now it can be regarded as acknowledging the ancestors and returning to the clan.
However, his family's financial situation was not very good. When he was a child, Ama was still working as an errand in the Eight Banners. So he could still go to school and read and write. Later, Ama died of illness, and the family suddenly lost its backbone.
Therefore, like many poor Eight Banners, their family is poor and they have no money to spend on finding a job when they reach adulthood. Without a job, they can only continue to be poor.
Apart from his status as an Eight Banner, his life was actually very poor.
On the contrary, it was after the Qing Dynasty disappeared.
The Ming Dynasty established the Zhengxi Dusi and recruited troops from the poor children of the original Eight Banners of Manchuria and Mongolia.
As a result, Tong Wei got the rank of squad leader.
On the contrary, it is more promising than when we first started the Eight Banners.
After finishing this battle and achieving military exploits, Tong Wei will have dozens of acres of farmland to his name!
Better days are ahead.
Mikhail raised his arms and gave the order to stop advancing.
Of course he doesn't know.
The Ming army was so bold that they dared to attack their cavalry on foot and take the initiative in this desert grassland.
About three hundred meters away from him lay a battalion of Ming infantry.
"General!" Several Russian commanders came on horseback.
Mikhail used the moonlight to stare at the quiet Ming army camp ahead.
There were no torches and no movement.
very quiet.
But he would not believe that the soldiers of the Ming army were sound asleep.
Because the previous gunshots have proven that the Ming army was already prepared!
"The Chinese have discovered us, but they didn't have time to build any fortifications, and they didn't bring barbed wire. This is our opportunity!" Mikhail said.
at the same time.
Fan Baoyi, who was lying in the grass, also gave the order to prepare to shoot.
Tong Wei stretched out the rifle in his hand and lay down on the grass. Through the moonlight, he pressed the crosshair on the waist of the Russian in front.
The biggest advantages of rifled guns are range and accuracy.
However, the order to fire has not yet been issued.
So everyone was still lying quietly in the grass.
Mikhail suddenly pulled out his command knife.
"Warriors of the Russian Empire! Russia's most ferocious enemies are ahead. They may be the greatest enemies in the history of the empire. If we are defeated, we may become slaves of the Eastern Tatars again! Charge in! Kill them all. Chinese! Ula!"
"Ula!"
Russian soldiers shouted.
"Fire!"
Fan Baoyi took a deep breath and said loudly.
Snapped!
Bang bang bang bang!
Bursts of intense gunfire rang out, and bullets shot forward like raindrops.
Suddenly.
One by one, the soldiers of the Russian Shooting Army seemed to be electrocuted, trembling and falling off their horses.
"There's an ambush!"
Mikhail was shocked.
But he didn't retreat.
Instead, he ordered the horse to move forward immediately!
"Charge up! Trample them to death!!"
Mikhail holds a command knife.
Extremely brave, he rushed towards the direction where the Ming army opened fire.
"Ula! Ula!"
The Russian soldiers who shouted charging slogans, regardless of their fallen comrades, pushed the speed of their horses to the extreme and shot towards the Ming army lying on the turf and shooting!
(End of chapter)
