In the wilderness of Western Siberia, a raging wind roared, as if to sweep away everything on the ground, and the sky was gray with no sun in sight.

An army struggled to move forward in knee-deep snow, they were dressed in thick gray-black cotton clothes, the cotton clothes were actually black, but because the weather was too cold, the slight body temperature emitted by the body made the snowflakes stick, and then quickly frozen by the extremely low temperature, making the clothes look gray and black.

"Chang, what time is it?" Liu Hong gradually lifted the veil on his face and yelled at Chang Yu.

He also had a thin veil over his eyes, which was to prevent snow blindness, and although the veil affected part of his vision, it was much less of a loss than becoming blind.

The cold wind blew Liu Hong shivering, and he had to roar loudly, and the wind seemed to blow the sound away.

"My lord, it should have just passed the time of Shen!" Chang Yu said with a sigh.

With no sun and the fact that you're in the wilderness of Western Siberia, it's almost impossible to tell the time.

"The wind is too strong to go any further, order the army to camp here tonight!" Liu Hong gradually ordered.

The army has met almost no resistance since Chernog, but the territory of the Rakshasa Kingdom is too large.

At first, Liu Hongjian was still very incomprehensible, and said that there were dozens of countries gathered in such a big place as Europa, why didn't he even grab territory with Rakshasa ?

But now he understands that the special Rakshasa country is too cold, so cold that most places can only see the sun for a few months a year, and it is so cold that there is no way to reweight the crops.

So there are basically no people who want to live in a wasteland where water is dripping and ice.

No country is interested in a wasteland where birds don't, so much so that the Rakshasa Kingdom is blessed with this vast and unique land in the world.

But Liu Hongjian is very interested, what is the most valuable in the 21st century?

Real estate? Internet? Technology? No, no, no, the most valuable thing has never changed, and that is land.

You don't see how many countries are fighting for a small island the size of sesame mung beans.

You don't know how many countries have fought on the border for the sake of territorial disputes.

Therefore, taking advantage of the weak awareness of the frontier at this time, the Ming Dynasty wanted to occupy more land, although there was no way to take the entire earth as their own, but the vast West Siberian Plain, the Central Siberian Plateau, and the East Siberian Mountains must be taken.

It may not be very suitable for human habitation, but it is rich in forestry, mining and petroleum resources.

And after destroying the rakshasa, the Ming will no longer have a strong enemy in the north.

For this goal, he came with an army from far away, and all the pretexts for war were just appearances, and the same was true of the war between the Ming Dynasty and the Rakshasa Kingdom.

Whether it is to avenge his ally Chahar, or to Xie Xinghua and others who died in the Rakshasa in battle, in the final analysis, Liu Hong gradually fell in love with this land.

After the 100,000-strong army experienced the battles of Irkutsk, Tulum, and Chernog, less than 80,000 soldiers remained in the army.

In addition to the more than 10,000 soldiers who died in the war, thousands of soldiers were forced to withdraw from the war because they could not stand the cold in Siberia.

Liu Hong gradually knew in his heart that even if these soldiers returned to the interior of the Ming Dynasty, they would still not be able to live like normal people, their hands and feet had already been frozen, and some of their ears were frozen.

You remember walking out of the tent that morning, and the soldiers who helped him on duty froze to death outside the tent.

There are even soldiers whose ears are so cold that they lose consciousness, and they want to break their ears with their hands to keep warm, but they don't know that they directly knock their ears off.

This situation lasted until Feng Sheng transported the cotton clothes to the army, according to the set date, Feng Sheng was 22 days late, during which at least 2,000 brave soldiers froze to death, and more than 4,000 people had to return to the Ming Dynasty for retirement due to frozen limbs.

Feng Sheng knew that he could not escape the blame, and knelt down towards the expeditionary force with several of his subordinates in pain.

But in addition to demoting it to a guerrilla, Liu Hongjian did not criticize this supply team too harshly, and he knew better than anyone how harsh the climate in Siberia was.

Feng Sheng himself froze off two fingers, and all of his men suffered from frostbite, and only more than 4,200 people in the 5,000-strong grain transportation team actually rushed to the front line.

The rest of the more than 700 people either slept and never woke up, or they slept too hard at night and were touched by wolves, and in order to rush the supply army, they only rested for two or three hours a day, and at least more than 200 people died of exhaustion on the way to transport grain.

Although the military law is ruthless, as long as he does his best, Liu Hongjian really can't bear to attack the soldiers.

After Feng Sheng left the army, Liu Hongjian continued westward with an army of nearly 80,000 men, and arrived in the Vladimir region 20 days later, where the Ming army was attacked by a group of Cossacks, but was quickly routed by Linhe's musketeers because of their only 1,000 men.

Although he was supplied, in order to save supplies, Liu Hongjian directly ordered the thousand handfuls of people to be chopped into pieces of meat and cooked in the food that night, and told the unsuspecting soldiers that it was horse meat.

It was also that night that the third wave of Tobe's supplies finally caught up with the expeditionary force, and in addition to the necessary food and ammunition, the most important of these three waves was 5,000 bolt-action muskets.

That night, Liu Hong gradually touched the polished bolt-action rifle and did not fall asleep, and it was this batch of rifles that gave Liu Hong the confidence to continue the battle.

After the Vladimir region, it continued to travel west for more than half a month before the temperature gradually eased, but the long-lost enemy still did not appear, which made Liu Hong gradually very anxious.

He now seemed to feel the desperation of Napoleon's conquest of the Rakshasas, and he walked away for a month without even seeing a person, let alone food and supplies.

If he hadn't known in his heart the mineral deposits under this land, he wouldn't have been able to find a definite reason why he had to attack the Rakshasa Kingdom, and he thought that Napoleon must have struggled with it back then.

"Tonight, add food to the soldiers, and each person must get at least three taels of meat." Liu Hong gradually gave an order to Babala.

It is difficult to maintain combat effectiveness in the cold by eating only rice, and the meat stored in his ring has long been exhausted, and then there is a hairy man to eat the hair, and there is no hairy to kill the war horse, anyway, he catches what he eats.

One horse was enough for five hundred men, and the expeditionary force was equipped with two horses each.

But as a last resort, Liu Hong rarely ordered to kill the horse, the war horse is the companion of the soldiers, and the vast majority of the soldiers already have a deep affection for the guys under the crotch, they would rather be hungry than get the order to kill the war horse.

"Yes, lord." Baba frowned and said nothing.

Each person is divided into three taels of meat, then at least fifty war horses must be killed, the Mongols love war horses no less than the Han people, and Baba also hates killing war horses, but an order is an order.

"It's about five hundred miles away from Moscow, the capital of the Rakshasa Kingdom, and the next few days will cheer up the king, and the Rakshasas are likely to attack at any time." Liu Hong gradually looked at the map and said.

He did not believe that the Rakshasas would really sit still, and at the current rate of fifty miles a day, it would take only ten days to reach Moscow at the earliest.

It can be said without denying that the so-called strategic depth and the tactics of clearing the field have been ineffective against the Ming army.

"Yes, my lord, from tonight onwards the number of soldiers on duty at night will be doubled." Su Ketu urn said angrily.

The night of the wasteland was empty and lonely, and the emptiness was terrifying, especially the boundless darkness, the roaring winds, and the oppression of not looking up at the stars.

From time to time, you can still hear a few wolf howls, and the wilderness is calling......

"Mallet? Haven't slept yet? Liu Hong gradually lay down in the tent and said softly.

He felt that the bull mallet was not asleep, because he did not hear the snoring.

Since Zhu Cihong returned to Beijing, Liu Hongjian has been living in a tent with Niu Dabang, because it is so boring, so boring that the snoring has become a lullaby.

"Huh? Do you want to drink water? I'll pour it for you. Niu Dabang mallet thought that his master was thirsty, so he completely ignored the bed that was a little hot, and sat up directly to pour water.

"I'm not thirsty, lie down, let's talk for a while." Liu Hong gradually ran out of words.

"Oh." The bull scratched his rough hair and lay back down.

Niu Dabang has not taken care of his beard for more than two months, and his hair is okay, and the beard on his face is two inches long.

It's not that the bull is lazy, in fact, the vast majority of soldiers in the whole army don't pay attention to the beard, because the beard can withstand a part of the cold wind and snow, and with the beard as a barrier, it will not hit directly in the face.

Of course, Liu Hongjian has to shave every few days, after all, as the prince of the Ming Dynasty and the commander of the whole army, he still has to pay attention to his personal image.

But fortunately, he is relatively well-equipped, with a full set of fox fur coats and even several hats.

"Missing your wife?" Liu Hong said gradually.

"Well, I still want my daughter." The bull stick mallet said honestly.

"It's almost the New Year, master, I can't stop you, and I can't go home for the New Year." Liu Hong gradually said ashamedly.

"Where is what the master said, my life is the master's, my brain is not good, and I am also down-to-earth with the master.

Besides, didn't the master say that when I go home in the future, I can celebrate the New Year every day. "Niu Dabang is very satisfied with his current state, although the war is a bit hard, but he has never been bullied a few years ago.

And his parents, wife and children are doing well without worrying about food and clothing, and he also got a knighthood, although he is a lord, he can always keep the family rich.

Over the past few years, Niu Dabang mallet is very content.

"When I go home this time, your eldest can almost learn to read, and I will let your eldest go to our private school in Xishan next year." Liu Hong said casually.

Liu Hongchuan's private school does not teach heaven and earth Xuanhuang universe desolation, nor does it teach people to be good at the beginning, the private school is mainly literate, and the words of literacy are also with pinyin.

Pinyin is naturally Liu Hong's gradual tinkering, this is the tutorial that Daming Meng is about to use, but it is just taught to his children in the West Mountain in advance.

In addition to spelling and literacy, the curriculum is interspersed with some common natural phenomena, similar to the enlightenment questions in 100,000 whys.

The so-called Meng Xue is for enlightenment, to broaden children's thinking and horizons, and to prepare children for learning more profound knowledge in the future.

"Then I have to thank the master, my family's children are wild, I'm afraid I can't take care of it!" The bull mallet grinned as he remembered his child.

"Hehe, what I want is this wildness, the emperor told me some time ago, he wants to send his children to Xishan Private School to read and write, so, understand what I mean, right?" Liu Hong smiled wickedly.

"Huh? The emperor's child, isn't that the prince? Why do they have to come? Can my child still be literate with the prince? The bull's eyes widened wider than the bull's.

The prince went out of the palace to go to the Shangxue Hall outside, who would believe this matter, if the emperor wanted to find an attendant for his sons, it would be a big deal.

What made Niu Dabang even more depressed was that he didn't understand what his master wanted him to understand.

"Stupid, Zhu Cihong has a lot of kids, so Niu Ren must stand on my side of Aotian in the future!"

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Almost as expected by Liu Hongji, on the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, the army arrived in the Samara wilderness, and it was here that Liu Hongjian finally met the long-lost Rakshasas.

The army had not seen a single living Rakshasa for more than 20 days, and at this sight, he had seen tens of thousands of Rakshasas, and Liu Hong, like the soldiers, not only did not feel afraid, but was a little excited.

O living man, hehe.

"My lord, they're coming, do you want to shoot them?" Chang Yu held a telescope and saw a person running on a horse in the distance in the Rakshasa army through the wind and snow.

As soon as Chang Yu finished speaking, Yang Tianbao on the side immediately brought the AKM on his back to his chest.

"No, you don't." Liu Hongjian only said two words.

He can figure out what the Rakshasas want to do with his ass, the army is about to reach Moscow, and they must have no certainty of victory to come to negotiate.

"Venerable Lord Ming, I am ordered by the Patriarch of the Rakshasa Kingdom to come to your army to ask for negotiations, we need peace."

This Rakshasa did not dismount when he came to Liu Hongji's army, and said to Liu Hongjian who was more than ten steps away in a blunt Da Ming language.

"Which onion are you talking about?" Liu Hong gradually said with disdain.

He has already seen that the Europa people don't understand etiquette, but the war is obviously about to burn to Moscow, and this Rakshasa is still so arrogant, which makes Liu Hong very unhappy.

The Rakshasa interpreter who followed the army scratched his head and seemed to be using how to translate the words, but after thinking about it, he couldn't find a suitable Rakshasa word, so he yelled at the Rakshasa man in Liu Hongji's tone:

"What's your name?"

The Rakshasa people were a little stunned when they heard this, but he had a heavy responsibility and didn't have time to dread about this detail, so he directly reported his own name and his mother's name, which caused Liu Hongjian and many Ming generals to laugh wildly.

"The patriarch who told you about you, your tsar is with me, and there are several of your dukes and marquis who died at the hands of Lao Tzu.

This king gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it, and now this king can give you another chance, of course, this is the last time.

If you want to negotiate, show some sincerity and let your patriarch come to this king's army! Liu Hong gradually said awe-inspiring at the Rakshasa man.

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