Tsaritsyn, which has become the 'base camp' of the Russian army's front.

Although the current 'Russian army' is no longer a pure Slav, but a large collective of Swedes, Finns, Poles, Germans and British 'volunteers'.

Tsaritsyn now has nearly 200,000 troops, but only 100,000 of them belong to the Russians, and in the case of the Slavs, only 70,000 or 80,000.

There was no way, Alexander I was not willing to take Russian recruits into battle when he had a choice.

This is a European coalition army, their commander-in-chief is Barclays, and the chief of the general staff is Arthur Wellesley, Viscount Wellington, who has been promoted one level. He gathered Russian, Prussian, British, Swedish and other multinational generals, such as Blücher of Prussia, Jean-Baptiste Bernadotte of Sweden, and Roland Hill of England.

But such a configuration is not the best choice.

The whole of Europe prayed for Archduke Karl to return to the mountain, but Karl was already heartbroken by his brother Franz I, and in the end Archduke Karl refused the request.

On the banks of the Volga River outside Tsaritsyn, tens of thousands of Cossack cavalry stood quietly on their horses, watching Platov, a Cossack-Russian cavalry general who could still gain the trust of His Majesty the Tsar after repeated defeats, cut off the heads of ten Chinese prisoners of war tied to wooden stakes with a knife, and tens of thousands of Cossack cavalry waved their long knives to the sky together as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and shouted in unison: "Ula, Ula......"

Platov put down his raised saber, the cheers suddenly stopped, and the whole steppe became extremely quiet in an instant, his eyes swept over the faces of countless Cossack soldiers, and he asked in a deep voice: "Cossack warriors, who took away our glory?" ”

From the Far East to Orenburg, the Caspian Sea to the Urals, from the Volga to the North Caucasus, the Cossacks were ridiculed a lot within the coalition army after repeated defeats, and even within the Russian army there were a large number of people dissatisfied with Platov.

"Chinese, Chinese."

"Who took the lives of countless of our brothers?"

"Chinese, Chinese."

"Who robbed us of our cattle and sheep and made us destitute? Who plundered our land and displaced our loved ones? From the Amur to Lake Baikal, from Baikal to the Urals, then the North Caucasus, then the Volga, our loved ones are crying again and again, our compatriots are wailing in pools of blood, who is it, who is it? ”

Platov's rebuke touched the heartstrings of all the Cossacks, and the eyes of tens of thousands of Cossack cavalrymen burned with the flame of revenge, and they raised their sabers and shouted with exhaustion: "It's Chinese, it's still Chinese." ”

"So what are we going to do? Will we continue to be bullied by the Chinese like this, or will we take our swords and guns and die like a warrior, to regain everything we have lost, and to take revenge on them? ”

Platov's whole person seemed to be burning, and the hatred for the Chinese had completely swallowed his entire heart. If the death of the Chinese emperor could be replaced, Platov would rather go to hell himself, wailing in hell forever.

"Revenge, revenge, revenge......" The Cossack voice rose higher and higher, startling the birds in a grove in the distance.

Hearing this thunderous shout, Platov's heart swelled with pride, his father had said that if the Cossacks were united, they could crush any enemy. And now, that is when the Cossacks are most united.

Heavy casualties and blows forced the Cossacks to unite.

These Cossack cavalry under Platov, they came from different Cossack groups, if it was in the past, it would have been inevitable to have intrigues, and now, he believes that these eleven one hundred Cossacks, ten thousand one hundred Cossack hearts, will be twisted into one!

After the agitation, more than 10,000 Cossack iron cavalry were divided into three teams, the front, the middle and the rear, and rolled directly in the direction of Tulinsk.

Although they would not attack the Chinese line in Tulinsk, outside of Tulinsk there were large areas of air coming south of the Volga River at the mercy of the Cossacks.

Of course, a lot of places south of the Volga became empty, and there was no one left. This would have caused a lot of trouble for the Cossacks' military operations, and without the plundering of villages, the Cossacks could no longer go into battle bare-bones and eat wherever they went. And the cavalry was not conducive to carrying supplies, which would also greatly limit Platov's mobility.

The Cossacks on horseback were all elated, and their hearts were full of obsession with revenge. In the past, they were defeated under the hands of the Chinese, but now they are backed by an army of 200,000 people, and as long as the coalition forces can withstand it on the frontal battlefield, then on the side battlefield, the ranger-style combat effectiveness of Cossack harassment, reconnaissance, sabotage, and sneak attacks can be fully brought into play.

In a sense, these Cossack cavalry were a group of mourning soldiers.

The place south of the Volga is the North Caucasus.

It is a fertile land with large rivers such as the Kuban, Terek and Kuma, developed agriculture, an important grain base for Russia, and very important minerals and metal smelting, all of which unfortunately do not belong to Russia anymore.

A large number of Russians were expelled from the North Caucasus, and the vacated land, Chen Ming naturally did not let them be empty in vain. In particular, there are still the territories of the Seven Khanates, so whether it is Chen Han or the Seven Khanates, some people have moved to the North Caucasus.

About 300 miles southwest of Tulinsk, herds of cattle and sheep were grazing on the grass that was gradually turning yellow, and Damuddin smoked a dry cigarette, looking at his cattle and sheep with satisfaction, while keeping an eye on a dozen slaves who were harvesting grass, with a short hammer in his hand, a saber hanging from his waist, and a bow and pot by the saddle.

Although he had served in the army, the elder Damuddin felt that he could shoot faster and more accurately with a bow and arrow than with a musket.

Twenty or thirty paces away, his son Deliger behaved in the same way as Damuddin, except that Damuddin smoked a dry tobacco pouch, while Deliger played with cigarettes. And Deliger didn't have a bow and arrow, he wasn't an old antique like his father, and he didn't know how to bend a bow and shoot arrows, but compared to an ancient weapon like a bow and arrow, he preferred to use a short musket, that is, a horse pistol, which had been mixed in the army of the Chahar Khanate for a while.

Two people were enough to take care of the dozen or so slaves in front of them, for they were not all young adults, but two families who were improvised, each with an old man over fifty years old, a boy and a woman, and three or four children of various ages.

These were the former Russian serfs, and now they became slaves of the Mongols. There was once a Mongolian nobleman who got carried away and called these slaves 'Baoyi', and when the news came out, the Mongolian nobleman was thrown into prison. So they are now slaves!

These slaves were not slaves of the Damuddin family, one of the two families was a slave belonging to the family of Deliger's wife. Chen Han only wanted to drive out all the Russians, but the Seven Khanates, the Ottomans, the Persians, and so on, all had their own minor fouls. Especially these people of the Seven Khanates who were relocated, they had few people, and if they didn't have slaves, their lives would not be as comfortable as they are now.

And these slaves were also an important reason why Damuddin was willing to migrate to the North Caucasus before the war was over.

One of the slaves moved a little slowly, and was immediately reprimanded by Damuddin.

Damuddin, who was born at the bottom, now enjoys this kind of lord-like life, he was originally just an ordinary herdsman in the Chahar Eight Banners, and he worked the battlefield several times, which was exchanged for his current life.

The Mongolian tribes are clearly classified, and Tantra has lost considerable power in the process of migration, and the 'dignitaries' of the tribal nobility are even more worthy of the envy of the low-level people.

The reason why Damuddin is willing to fight on the battlefield is to live a better life, and secondly, to get ahead.

In peacetime, a small herdsman like him will never be able to get ahead in his life, and his children and grandchildren will not be able to get ahead, only on the battlefield, only when he goes to the battlefield and makes immediate achievements, is the way out for low-level herdsmen like him to get ahead.

Now Damuddin's wish is halfway done. His life has been qualitatively changed, his family has more than 200 cattle and sheep, more than a dozen horses, and his family's large savings of several thousand in the bank, and the precarious life will no longer fall on him and his children and grandchildren. But Damuddin's status has not changed. This is normal. Countless young people who went to the battlefield with dreams, how many of them can be crowned marquis immediately? Very little, very little.

It turns out that Damuddin is just an ordinary person, and an ordinary person with good luck. So he was not on the battlefield, his son did not die on the battlefield, the efforts of Damuddin and his son changed their own lives, but their family is still an ordinary civilian family. It's like the rich peasants in the countryside of the Central Plains in the past.

Coming to the North Caucasus first, Damudin's choice was ridiculed by many people in his 'hometown' - the Kazakh steppe, is it necessary to fight so hard? Your family is not poor, and you don't even have anything to eat.

Damuddin was blushing and arguing with these people that he was loyal to the Khan.

This caused everyone to laugh together, but they didn't think so. What allegiance to the Khan, not the benefits of emigration to the North Caucasus? No matter how Damuddin explained, the people around him just didn't believe it. He also put labels of 'greedy for money' and 'self-indulgence' on him.

Then Damuddin and some others were relocated to the North Caucasus, and their original belongings were left in their hometown, because the North Caucasus had cattle and sheep for them to graze, and there were even large tracts of land for them to cultivate.

Chahar Mongols originally lived in the Xuanhua and Datong areas, and there were many Han people in the local area - the Manchu Qing Dynasty gradually "reclaimed the real border" and "reclaimed the wasteland" in the vast Mongolian nomadic areas in order to consolidate the border, and many landless peasants in the Han land went to Mongolia to open up the wasteland, and many Chahar Mongols knew how to farm.

But Damuddin's family never thought about farming, they just wanted to graze, in Damuddin's plan, this war is best fought for three years and five years, so that no one dares to migrate over on a large scale, and they can graze everywhere without scruples. Wherever his eyes could see, it would be his pasture.