On the other side, Nikon, the Patriarch of the Rakshasa Kingdom, was also calmly waiting for the return of the envoy.

Patriarch Nikon is sixty years old this year, but at this time, his face is full of confidence, and being able to take charge of the Rakshasa Kingdom again makes him look younger, while the Duke Dumar of the Parliament standing on the side has a gloomy face.

It took three years for Alexei I to bring down the Patriarch from power, and it was only three years for Alexei to prove his incompetence with his actions.

The great and vast Rakshasa country was beaten all the way from the Far East to the Middle East and then to the Near East by the Ming Empire in the East, and the territory actually controlled by the Rakshasa State is only hundreds of miles of land around Moscow.

The heroic Rakshasa was sent to the battlefield again and again by the Parliament, but was defeated again and again by the Ming Empire, and three months ago the Parliament finally decided to ask him to come out again and stand up to save the great Rakshasa Kingdom.

It is very difficult to recruit another 100,000 troops from the country with the fastest efficiency, and at this time, only the Holy See where the Patriarch is located can really help the Rakshasa Kingdom, and what the Patriarch has is the power of religion, or the power of faith.

The vast majority of the citizens of the Rakshasa Kingdom believe in Orthodox Christianity, and as the Patriarch, Nikon issued a conscription order in the name of the Church, calling on all the people to resist the invasion of the evil Ming Empire, and portraying the Ming Empire as a criminal heretic.

In just two months, the refugees brought back from Siberia and the surrounding areas of the national capital Moscow have recruited more than 100,000 young and strong citizens of the Rakshasa Kingdom.

They shouted slogans to purge the infidels and vowed to fight back to the Ming Empire.

Behind the Patriarch of Nikon were the 100,000 recruits who had only been trained for a month, but who believed in the courage of the faithful Patriarch and who were willing to sacrifice their lives for God.

In addition, the army of the Ming Dynasty came here thousands of miles away, it must be difficult, and it was the coldest season of the Rakshasa Country at this time, he did not think that the sheep like the Ming soldiers could exert normal combat effectiveness.

As long as this war is won, the Rakshasa Kingdom will once again be ruled by the Church, and as the Patriarch of the Rakshasa Kingdom, he will once again reign over the world.

As for their emperor, hehe, an emperor who has become a prisoner of the ranks, where does he still have the face to come to him to care.

"Your Excellency the Patriarch, do you think the Ming army will agree to negotiate peace?" Rod said lukewarmly.

Duke Rhodes has never had a good impression of Patriarch Nikon, and as the Duma of the Rakshasa Kingdom, he does not have much respect for Emperor Alexei, but he must be responsible for the Parliament.

Speaking of which, the relationship between the emperor, the patriarch, and the Duma of the Rakshasa country has always been extremely delicate, and the emperor of the Rakshasa country is no better than the emperor of the Chinese nation.

In the consciousness of the Chinese nation, the monarch is the sky, the emperor is the son of heaven, no one can disobey, the whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister, this is the truth.

But in Europa, the emperor was often only a nominal title, and below the emperor there were councils and churches, as well as a number of dukes, marquises, counts, etc.

These dukes and marquis had their own domains and soldiers, and it was their private property, and even the emperor could not easily take their territory.

If there is to be a war, it will meet through the council, and after a unanimous result, the lords who own the territory will gather their soldiers and obey the emperor's command.

It is precisely for this reason that Europa later split into small countries dotted around, and although there was an awakening of national consciousness during this period, it has to be said that the long-standing old-style feudal system also played a considerable role.

Duke Rhodes was actually very conflicted, he hoped that Nikon would win the war, but at the same time he was worried that their main war faction would be liquidated after the war was over.

In order to preserve his strength, Duke Rhodes consulted with the Parliament and the result was that the commander could make Nikon, but only send soldiers, and the last 60,000 elites of the Rakshasa Kingdom were guarded in Moscow.

"It's man-made, isn't it?" Patriarch Nikon turned his neck and smiled at Rod, but his smile was full of mockery.

It is ridiculous that the war was provoked by the stupid Alexei I, and now he is being asked to help.

Whether to fight or not to fight Nikon has a calculation in his heart, although he is not sure of victory in the battle, but he expects that the combat effectiveness of the Ming army in such a cold environment will be reduced, so he is not very worried.

If the peace can be negotiated, then it will be equivalent to his victory, and he will end the war no matter what.

After a while, the envoy of the Rakshasa Kingdom returned from the camp of the Ming army, his expression was very angry.

"Lord Patriarch, the commander of the Ming army is very unreasonable, he actually asked you to go to negotiate in person, and you must be in the Ming military camp." The messenger replied truthfully.

"Hmph, I heard that the commander of the Ming army is only a young man in his early twenties, no wonder he is so arrogant." Nikon snorted coldly.

"So what's next?" Rod said unhurriedly.

If peace can be negotiated, the parliament will not invite Nikon to the stage again, and now it is up to Nikon to deal with it.

"You go again, I want to know the conditions of the Ming army." Nikon was still calm, how could he not know what Rod was thinking.

Seeing that the envoy was running in the direction of the Ming camp again, he bowed his head and explained a few words to a bishop, telling him to prepare for the worst-case scenario.

Liu Hong gradually saw that this Rakshasa Maozi went and returned, and immediately knew what this person wanted to ask, so before the Rakshasa man could speak, Liu Hong gradually said his conditions:

It is not impossible to negotiate peace, although this king did not see your sincerity, but this king decided to give you a chance.

In this way, all the territory of the Rakshasa country except Moscow will be assigned to the Ming Dynasty, and the Rakshasa country can only keep an army of no more than 50,000 people.

Then I will compensate a sum of military expenses and pensions for the Ming army, and as for the specific amount, I have to let the king send someone to understand the situation in your Moscow before deciding, how about it?

Oh, this king forgot, you can't be the master, so let's go back and ask, if it's okay, you can go back to Moscow quickly, don't delay this king to collect the land! Liu Hong gradually said.

In good conscience, Liu Hongjian is really sincere, because he does not want to directly face the Europa countries, and he thinks that the Europa countries will definitely intervene, and the Ming Dynasty is not yet ready to fully deal with the war of Europa.

It's not a bad thing to use the Rakshasa Kingdom as a buffer with Europa, but how long this contract can last depends on the mood.

If the Rakshasa country can really be honestly carried in Europa, then there is nothing to keep it, anyway, there is no shortage of places in Moscow.

"Arrogance! In all my years at the helm of the church, I have never seen such an arrogant heathen! Nikon could no longer restrain his emotions when he heard the messenger's reply.

If such an agreement is really signed, Mo said that without the support of the Rakshasa people, even the instructors will probably doubt their beliefs.

"The Ming army has no sincerity to negotiate peace at all, war is inevitable, inform Bishop Brandt, prepare for war!" Nikon knew that he was a little out of shape, and he put away his emotions and said to the herald beside him.

In fact, he was ready for war, and every soldier had indulgences issued by the Church on his chest.

Nikon had long explained to all the soldiers through the church that this war would wash away their sins, and even if they died in battle, their souls could go straight to heaven.

Woo-woo-woo-

It didn't take long for the Rakshasa Sect Legion to blow its majestic horn.

"Ula ~ Ula ~ Ula ~!" Then came the earth-shattering roar, the prelude to the charge.

……

"My lord, Maozi is starting to Ula again." Baba patted the horse to Liu Hong's side and said unhappily.

"Hehe, it looks like I'm not going to take the last chance." Liu Hong was speechless.

The character of the Rakshasa once again refreshed Liu Hongji's opinion, and Liu Hongjian originally thought that he was arrogant enough.

If it were him, he would definitely not take the initiative to attack when he was at a disadvantage, after all, the previous series of battles had already explained the problem.

Whether it is a city defense or a field battle, the defending side will have an advantage, especially in the field battle, the defender's artillery can bombard the attacking side from behind the position, and the attacking side will have a hard time doing so.

Because of the limited attack distance, the artillery could not guarantee that the shells would not fall on the heads of their own people who were charging.

But he didn't expect the Rakshasa people to be even more arrogant, and still chose to charge in such a situation.

However, Liu Hongjian really wished for His Excellency Nikon, Patriarch, Nikon was a good politician, there is no doubt that he would not have ridden on the head of the tsar and the parliament.

But a statesman is a statesman, and where he knows the way of military affairs, he seems to him to have superiority in military strength and climatic superiority, and the faith of the instructors is enough to guarantee their courage.

In the words of Da Ming, the Rakshasa soldiers under his command have taken advantage of the right time and place, and if they don't attack at this time, when will they wait?

"Lin He, can the soldiers still adapt to bolt-action rifles?" Liu Hong gradually did not have time to guess the reason why Nikon was so arrogant, and he turned his head and asked General Lin He, the commander of the musket battalion.

Although the bolt-action rifle saves the need for inadequate reloading, it is different from the original gun structure.

"Lord Hui, the people who can follow us on the expedition are all veterans from a few years ago, they play with muskets, although this bolt-action rifle has a different structure, but the overall operation is much more convenient than the previous musket.

They've wanted to test the power of bolt-action rifles for a long time! Lin He said excitedly.

"Then prepare to meet the enemy, Babala, you still lead the cavalry on both sides of the trench, once the musket battalion line can not hold on, do not wait for the king's order, immediately attack the enemy line from both sides!"

Although the expectations for bolt-action rifles were very high, after all, there was no shooting test for each gun, and the stability of bolt-action rifles in a cold environment was not clear, so Liu Honggradually had to make preparations with both hands.

"Humble duty!" Babala then gave Suketu a look, and the two of them ran left and right towards both sides of the musket battalion line.

The front of the musket battalion had already dug a trench about a few hundred paces long, which was Liu Hongji's new order after the bolt-action rifles arrived at the barracks.

Every time you set up camp in a place, you have to dig a trench, although it may not be useful, but when it is really necessary, this trench will become the defensive front of the Ming army.

By this time, 5,000 bolt-action rifle soldiers were already half-crouching in the trench, and every two paces in the trench were placed a small wooden box, inside which were brass magazines, each loaded with six rounds.

The production of bullet casings from brass was also a huge expense, and Liu Honggradually thought about it for a long time before deciding on it.

The reason is very simple, there are copper coins circulating in the market in Daming, and brass has always been a sought-after stain in Daming, but it must be reasonable for countries to use brass as a bullet case during World War I and World War II.

Although Liu Honggradually didn't understand why, it didn't matter, he just needed to know that there was no better material to replace at the moment, and that was enough.

At least the Ming Dynasty does not currently have the advanced copper-clad steel technology of later generations.

Behind the trench were two hundred mortars, which had a range not much farther than bolt-action rifles, and with the position behind the musket battalion, the range was at best the same as bolt-action rifles, which were only used as supplementary firepower to the front, after all, there were only five thousand bolt-action rifles.

The mortars were followed by a full 120 rear-loading howitzers, which had been running in Western Siberia for two or three months and had hardly fought much, and under the three supplies, Liu Hongjian had now accumulated nearly 2,000 howitzer shells in his hands, and the mortar shells were even more, more than 6,000.

"Ula ~ Ula ~ Ula ~" With the sound of the horn, the Rakshasa cavalry took the lead in attacking.

Liu Hongjian had already been under the protection of the pro-guard battalion, hiding behind the howitzer camp, Niu Dabanon, mallet and broad end on the left and right at AKM standing behind Liu Hongji, while Chang Yu stood aside and waited for Liu Hongji's other orders.

Boom Boom Boom –

Kong Er's stunned artillery battalion took the lead in the attack, and the howitzers accurately blossomed in the middle of the charging Rakshasa cavalry in a burst of roars, blowing up the charging Rakshasa cavalry to the point of turning people on their backs.

Through the binoculars, Liu Hongjian even saw the severed limbs that had been blown up into the sky, but the instructors still maintained their formation and continued to rush forward, their eyes were resolute, as if death was just rebirth.

"My lord, have you noticed that this group of Rakshasa soldiers is different from the previous ones?" Chang Yu put down the binoculars and said to Liu Hong in front of him.

"Do you believe in Buddhism?" Liu Hongjian did not answer Chang Yu's question, but asked rhetorically.

"Buddhism? I don't believe it much, but when I encounter difficulties, I like to worship the Buddha. Chang Yu responded.

Liu Hong gradually smiled when he heard this, this is probably the general attitude of the Chinese nation towards religion.

The vast majority of the Chinese people have always stayed away from religion, and although Buddhism has shone in this land, the vast majority of them are just temporary Buddhas.

The reason why there is the word "temporary cramming" is not for nothing, because people only think of worshipping Buddha and Bodhisattva when they are in trouble. Excuse me, who are you?

"What about Taoism?" Liu Hongjian asked again.

"I don't believe it very much, but I have read a little Tao Te Ching, and I still agree with the Taoist thoughts, but I am entangled in civil affairs and official duties, and I can't do anything at all." Chang Yu said honestly.

"That's it, these Rakshasas must be the Sectarians, they believe in Jesus, oh, that's the one that John Tong believes.

However, Tang Ruowang believes in Ji Governor's religion, and the Rakshasa people seem to believe in Dongzheng Religion, and they also have Tianzhu Sect and Xinjiao.

This is the power of religion, I thought. Liu Hongjian explained.

Liu Hongjian did not have any praise or disapproval of religion, and if he had to choose a faith, he would probably choose science.

But it has to be said that soldiers with faith are much stronger in fighting spirit and courage than ordinary soldiers.

"Do you know that the lowly is the god who doesn't like to wear clothes?" Chang Yu suddenly thought of something, when John Tang showed him the portrait of their god.

"Uh...... That's about it. Liu Hong's head gradually had a black line on it.

In a few words, the Rakshasa Sect soldiers had already rushed forward two hundred steps under artillery fire, Kong Er was stunned while ordering the howitzer position to continue firing, and at the same time rushed to the mortar position to command the small steel cannon gunner to calibrate the position to meet the enemy.

Bang - bang bang - boom - bang -

Almost at the same time, the soldiers in the trenches pulled the trigger of the bolt-action rifles, and for the first time, the mortars and bolt-action rifles went together in field combat.

There was hardly any gap between the muskets and the artillery, and the rows of instructors fell like wheat before they could reach the edge of the Ming position.

The soldiers in the trenches braved the bitter cold to calmly pull the bolt of their guns, eject the shells and press the next bullet into the chamber, and then put the muzzle of the gun on the trench to aim.

"My lord, bolt-action rifles are really powerful! At this level of intensity, if the firing range can be increased again, won't our Ming musket battalion be invincible in the future? Chang Yu said excitedly as he saw the soldiers of the Rakshasa Kingdom falling in pieces.

"Hehe, it's powerful, but the bullets can't withstand such a dense shot!" Liu Hong gradually sighed and said.

More than 200,000 rounds of ammunition were distributed to the heads of 5,000 bolt-action rifles, and a gun had less than 50 rounds.

On the other end, Patriarch Nikon and Dumarrod were also staring at the situation on the battlefield with binoculars.

Duma's eyes were full of shock, he had long heard that the firearms in the army of the Ming Empire were very sharp, and he thought that the soldiers who had retreated from the front line were lying to cover up their incompetence, but now it seems that those soldiers are not lying.

And the Patriarch Nikon's expression is even richer, as the commander he must always remain calm, as the Patriarch of the Rakshasa Kingdom Zheng Sect he must maintain eternal serenity.

But the picture of war in his eyes really made him calm and serene, he clearly saw his disciples being blown up into the sky by artillery shells, and clearly saw the snowflakes raised by mortars, and the blood raised by the fast-firing bolt-action rifles on the corpses of the instructors.

He tried his best to remain calm and serene, but the trembling muscles in his cheeks betrayed him.

How long has it been, has it been twenty minutes, 20,000 people, a full 20,000 of the most loyal cultists, and they have fallen on the battlefield forever.

Oh, my God!

Nikon was a little dazed, and he regretted that he had not sent Bishop Ward, who was the best at warfare, to the front, but had left him in Moscow to deal with the people of the Parliament.

"Ullah~Ulla~Ulla~"

At this moment, there was a sudden earth-shattering sound of Ula in the Ming Dynasty, which was a unique slogan of the Rakshasa people, but now it was seen one after another in the Ming camp.

Ridicule, this is naked ridicule!

Patriarch Nikon's face turned pale.

"Herald Cardi, the infantry phalanx is attacking, and it is necessary to attack, attack!"

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"Ula ~ Ula ~ Ula ~ " Baba and Suketu shouted at the Rakshasas on the other side of the front line with their voices pulled their voices left and right, and they didn't forget to laugh loudly after roaring, as if they were waiting for the Rakshasas to continue to attack.

This bad idea was naturally thought up by Liu Hong, he didn't want to take the initiative to attack, since the Rakshasa people were tough and straight, he wanted to try how steel and straight these Rakshasa people were.

"Don't say it, it's fun to shout this slogan!" Liu Hong smiled gradually.

"My lord, the Rakshasa people are moving again, it seems to be infantry, musket phalanx!" Chang Yu said with a telescope.

"Just waiting for them! Ordered Lin He, save some bullets, remember to aim and then fight! Liu Hong gradually said to a herald.

Bolt-action rifles no longer have to move in a uniform manner like musket phalanxes, and they are completely free fire, but many soldiers are estimated to be unable to adapt to the rhythm of bolt-action rifles.

It may also be due to the influence of the musket phalanx for a long time, seeing that the neighbors have already picked up their guns and are ready to shoot, they unconsciously have to fire ahead, regardless of whether they aim or not.

In fact, in the era of the musket phalanx, there was really little need to aim, and the enemy was killed by indiscriminate full-coverage attacks.

But bolt-action rifles are different, if you play like this, not to mention that there are not many bullets in the first place, even if there are bullets, it is not such a waste.

In less than two quarters of an hour, at least a third of the 200,000 rounds of ammunition were fired, which was a waste.

Due to the slow movement of the musket phalanx, the two sides temporarily fell into a short period of calm, just as Liu Hongjian expected, the musket phalanx of the Rakshasa Kingdom was followed by dozens of artillery.

Nikon is just stupid and will not let the musket phalanx go to death slowly, the cavalry did not rush over, he didn't think that the musketeers could, and the range of the howitzers of the Ming Dynasty happened to be behind the musketeers of the Rakshasa country.

This requires commanders on both sides to have a high degree of control over the battlefield, as well as the courage and perseverance of the soldiers.

Nikon was not worried about the courage of the instructors, or the fearlessness of the ignorant, and he still maintained a serene expression, as if Jesus had come to earth, which made the few instructors behind him very sure that victory would definitely be theirs.

Boom - Boom -

Suddenly, two cannons in the Rakshasa artillery camp opened fire, and the sound of the cannons frightened Liu Hong, he thought that the artillery technology of the Rakshasa country had improved by leaps and bounds, and he never thought that the two cannons would fall about fifty steps in front of the Ming army's trench camp.

"Uncle, this is a test gun!" Liu Hong was gradually so angry that he burst into foul language.

I had heard from the people of Jinyiwei that the Rakshasa Kingdom was recruiting troops on a large scale, and it was a shame that he was so seriously calculating the attack distance of various firearms on both sides, so it seemed that the other party was just a group of rookies.

He was deceived by the courage of the soldiers to see death, or perhaps by their faith.

However, the artillery of the Rakshasa people can be regarded as a wake-up call for Liu Hong, so that Liu Hong gradually calculated the range of the artillery of the Rakshasa country.

And Kong Erzi of the Daming artillery camp was also calculating the position of the Rakshasa artillery, and after two cannon shots, Kong Erzi showed a honey smile.

The range of the Rakshasa country's artillery is not as far as the howitzer in his hand, the difference between the two is at least thirty or forty steps, and this musket phalanx from the Rakshasa people will be all covered under the howitzers of the Ming Dynasty.

Of course, at this time, the musketeers in the front row of the Rakshasa country's phalanx were enough to hit their own people in the trenches, but this could better reflect the superiority of the musket phalanx and trench warfare, and Kong Er was stunned and was not worried about the robes in the trenches at all.

"Five steps, four steps...... Two steps, one step. Kong Er was stunned and stared closely at the position of the opponent's artillery camp with a telescope.

The musket phalanx of the Rakshasa people was still advancing unhurriedly, and the artillery camp further behind was also moving slowly after calculating the distance.

"Fire!" Kong Er was stunned, put down the binoculars and yelled.

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom

One hundred and twenty howitzers ignited and roared at the same time under the order of Kong Erzi, and the landing point of the shells was the artillery position behind the musket phalanx of the Rakshasas.

He must prioritize the Rakshasa artillery, as it can easily pose a threat to allies behind the trenches.

One hundred and twenty shells covered at least half of the area directly in front of the Rakshasa artillery position, and the black smoke dissipated, the thick snow was blown into potholes, and more than a dozen artillery pieces of the Rakshasa country were blown to the ground.

The gun carriages of many artillery pieces were blown apart, although there was no problem with the barrels, but there were no war horses in the snow and no one could drag thousands of pounds of artillery.

However, the Rakshasas were still advancing, as their Patriarch had not given them the order to retreat.

Boom - boom - boom -

Soon the howitzer camp of the Ming Dynasty completed the second and third rounds of shooting, and the artillery camp of the Rakshasa people completely reciprocated, and after the third round of attacks, the Ming army in the trenches finally entered the range of the Rakshasa phalanx.

A bishop dressed in red immediately ordered the phalanx to stop, and then loaded, cleared, arranged, and shot step by step, but Lin He, who had been waiting for a long time, did not intend to give the other party any chance at all.

The range of the bolt-action rifle was much longer than that of the opponent's front-loading rifle, and the reason why he kept holding it down and did not give the order to fire was that Lin He was worried that doing so might crush the enemy and not be conducive to further expanding the results of the battle, and second, he kept in mind Liu Hongji's order and tried to save bullets as much as possible.

And the best way to save bullets is to put the enemy into the fight, anyway, his men are in the trenches, and the Rakshasa phalanx shoots all in salvos, and there is a gap between the first round and the second round, no one knows the musket phalanx better than Lin He.

The Ming army in the trench could take advantage of the gap between the opponent's musket phalanx to attack.

Bang –

"Hit! Free Fire! Lin He lay on his stomach on the trench and fired the first shot, shouting.

Boom - boom boom - almost at the same time, the mortar camp behind the trenches also opened fire.

Bang bang bang - bang bang -

The Ming army in the trench got the order to put the gun in the snow and pulled the trigger, and at least hundreds of people fell in the front row of the Rakshasa phalanx, but the phalanx was still in order and there was no panic.

Bang bang - the Rakshasa people finally completed a salvo, but they had already calculated the design steps of the other party, and the Ming army buried their bodies in the trenches in unison.

After the gunshots, the Ming army immediately raised their heads and fired two or three shots......

Half an hour later, the Rakshasa musket phalanx had disappeared a full five, and the Rakshasa soldiers finally panicked.

After another quarter of an hour, some of the less 'faithful' soldiers began to flee, causing an even greater rout.

"The warriors of the Ming Dynasty, the meritorious service is today, charge with me!" The grenadier cavalry led by Baba and Suktu on both sides of the trench had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

The 30,000 grenadier cavalry was simply crushing the retreating Rakshasa Army, and Babala's goal was very clear, and he took his guards directly in the direction of Patriarch Nikon......

There were at least thirty or forty thousand retreating soldiers, and the pursuit continued until the evening, when Baba and Suktu laughed and returned to their positions.

The battlefield had been cleaned up at this time, and due to the blessing of the snow, the fire between the positions was extinguished by the ice and snow before it was ignited, and only the craters all over the ground and the corpses of the Rakshasas scattered everywhere showed the bloody battle of the Samara position.

The stupid Pope showed his incompetence with his clumsy command, and less than 20,000 of the 100,000 soldiers escaped alive, and it was a pity that Baba did not pursue the head of the enemy army.

Patriarch Nikon and Dumarrod had already fled first when the Rakshasa infantry phalanx had just shown its defeat, leaving behind only a piece of chicken feathers for the god-believing soldiers.

"My lord, the battle damage has been counted, a total of 2,246 soldiers were killed in the battle, most of them were cavalry under the command of Governor Babala, and 4,200 were wounded, nearly half of whom were seriously wounded." Chang Yu walked up to Liu Hong and reported.

"Give the order to the whole army, double the sentry cavalry, and camp the rest on the spot.

Lu Haibo, collect the horses killed in the battle of the Rakshasa Country, everyone is open tonight to eat meat, and they are full! Liu Hong said excitedly.

The battle damage was basically in line with his expectations, and in fact, when both sides were firearms troops, it was not easy to achieve such a result.

This is the most hearty war that Liu Hongjian has fought since he took charge of the army, and it is also the one with the smallest battle loss ratio, and Liu Hongjian is really in a good mood.

In the evening, all the soldiers brought a bowl of hot horse meat, and when the New Year was about to begin, Liu Hongjian specially distributed two taels of soju to all the soldiers to ward off the cold.

Bonfires are everywhere, reflecting the faces of the surviving Ming soldiers, who may not have learned or come from a background, but they are the backbone of the Ming Empire, and they are the ones who hold up the peaceful and prosperous life of the 60 million people of the Ming Empire.

Liu Hong gradually took two steps with a pot of old soju and took a sip, and nodded to the soldiers around him from time to time, and stopped when he reached the center of the barracks.

"It's about to be the New Year, I wonder if you're homesick?"

I don't know if Liu Hongjian was drunk or what, he suddenly mentioned the most unmentionable thing in the army.

Family? Who doesn't have a home, but the soldiers who went out on the expedition didn't dare to think about it, because it was too uncomfortable, especially the most important day for the Chinese nation like the Chinese New Year.

"It's okay, let's be honest, this king is also homesick, think about it!" Liu Hong gradually lifted the wine jug in his hand, and drank it for a while.

Many soldiers began to touch their tears when he said his words, and some soldiers remembered the meat in their wives and children's mouths and cried while chewing.

"Celebrate the New Year, cry! It's all for Lao Tzu to hold back! Liu Hong gradually roared, he estimated that he had really drunk too much, and sat down leaning on a carriage.

"The Western Expedition to the Rakshasa is destined to go down in the history of the Ming Dynasty, you have won countless victories in half a year, conquered a city with a Rakshasa people, and you have killed several times your own enemies.

You have taken the territory of Nuoda for the Ming Empire, and this territory is enough to have another Ming Dynasty a long time ago, a new and more vast Ming Empire!

When you are old, you will be surrounded by your children and grandchildren, and you will be respected by your children and grandchildren, and even by the neighbors, you can even tell them with pride.

I! Participated in that great war!

Therefore, I have given the king enough food and drink, and when I take Moscow, this king will invite His Majesty to celebrate the New Year for you!

Dry! After Liu Hong finished speaking, he lifted the wine jug in his hand again.

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PS: Code words all day, more than 20,000 words written, cold and cold are going to collapse, the battle of the Samara wilderness is a little urgent, and it is simply a big chapter, I hope my friends like it.

Don't talk about it, my back hurts badly, let's fight again tomorrow, good night!