The bitter cold wind blew and whistled down the cold and biting snowflakes, making the whole world almost a white world, and in this lonely and bitter wilderness, there was no living thing except for a small group of people who were marching.

Those who were marching in the ice and snow, wrapped in shabby cotton armor, with turbans wrapped around their heads, and equally tattered cotton shoes on their feet, were limping forward, and the only conspicuous thing about this extremely downtrodden team was the leader, who was wearing a neat Eight Banners Yellow Flag cotton armor, which was much more majestic than the others around him.

In addition, the man also wore a helmet on his head, one beam on the front and one on the left and one on the left, and a piece of eyebrows protruding in the middle of his forehead, on which there was a dancing and a bowl, and on the bowl was a helmet plate shaped like a wine cup, and there was an iron pipe erected in the middle of the helmet, which was supposed to have a tassel spear, a carved feather or an otter's tail or something, but at this time it was bare, and it seemed a little regretful.

Everyone seemed to be full of exhaustion, and the cold and biting snowflakes kept hitting people's faces, but no one cared about this, they just walked silently, and from time to time someone slipped on the ground and could not get up again, or someone gasped and moved forward step by step, for fear of breaking away from the group.

After walking for a long time, the wind and snow seemed to blow more violently, and the snow particles continued to hit everyone's bodies and faces, and the bone-chilling cold almost made most people's exposed skin feel painful, as if someone was using a soldering iron to imprint directly on the flesh and skin, and even caused some people to lose their sense of pain.

"Damn Rakshasa people, damn Chu rebel dog thief, damn Zhang Tingyu ......." The man wearing the Eight Banners Yellow Flag cotton armor kicked his hands in the cuffs, and the whole person wanted to wrap his clothes tighter, but even so, he was feeling that the warmth of his body was constantly slipping away.

Bitter! When has he, little Baylor Yunyi, ever suffered like this!

You must know that Yun Yi is not an ordinary person, he is the twenty-second son of Emperor Kangxi, simply put, he is the brother of Emperor Yongzheng and the uncle of Emperor Qianlong, but this imperial uncle is not much older than Qianlong, and he is also twenty years old.

This little Belle Ye originally stayed in Beijing well, and then ran to Shengjing with Xu Yuanmeng, and then was taken to North Korea by Emperor Qianlong, but after the Fu Han army came, this little Belle Ye followed him to Yunchun, and began to take charge of the military affairs of the Eight Banners, and listened to the dispatch of the Russians.

After the other Eight Banners soldiers heard Yun Yi's complaints, they immediately began to complain, for them, the current situation is almost more uncomfortable than death, and it can even be said that they are not even dead enough.

In Yunchun, the life of the banner people is not easy, even the high-ranking Qianlong Emperor, it can only be submissive in front of the Russian generals, and the other ministers have to go to salute Count Sara Tura every day, as for those at the lower level of the bannermen, they have become the lowest slaves of Yunchun, and the only value they can live for is to do everything that the Russians are unwilling to do, just like the coat that was caught in Shengjing back then.

Since entering Yunchun, the top leaders of the Eight Banners have lost the ability to control the soldiers of the Eight Banners, and everything must be done according to the orders of the Russian officers, and they have to do all the dirty work, and even when the Russians built the city in Vladivostok, they asked the Eight Banners soldiers to do hard work.

This time, everyone braved the wind and snow to set off from Yunchun to Vladivostok, and a large number of soldiers of the Eight Banners had gathered there, and when they arrived, they would devote themselves to the work of building the city.

Strictly speaking, such a winter is not suitable for building a city, but the Russians are worried that the Fu Han army will march into the Far East after the beginning of spring next year, so they think of taking advantage of the winter to build the fort in order to deal with the offensive of the Fu Han army in the future - as for the hard work of repairing the fort, it is naturally handed over to the Eight Banners, and the Russians just stand at a distance with muskets to supervise them.

Dare to be disobedient? The light is a whip, and the worst is a direct shooting.

After being killed dozens of Eight Banners soldiers one after another, the rest finally chose to obey, and they began to devote themselves to the construction of the Russians in the Far East.

In the eyes of the Russians, these Tatars from China are not real allies, at best they are just some stray dogs who can't survive, and they are only taken in because these people still have some role, at least it is still very good to be a qualified tool man, and how many people will die in the middle, the Russians do not care, and they will not care.

In Yunchun, the life of the banner people is not easy, even the high-ranking Qianlong Emperor, it can only be submissive in front of the Russian generals, and the other ministers have to go to salute Count Sara Tura every day, as for those at the lower level of the bannermen, they have become the lowest slaves of Yunchun, and the only value they can live for is to do everything that the Russians are unwilling to do, just like the coat that was caught in Shengjing back then.

"Little Baylor, we're almost here soon!"

An old Eight Banners soldier couldn't help but whisper, he knew that this master had not suffered anything in the past, even if he fled with the army, it was also a Baylor, how could it be like now, it can even be said that even these people have not suffered much in the past!

The Eight Banners soldiers present who can survive to this day are basically all very promising, and it is not surprising that they have any red and yellow belts, otherwise they would not have lived until now, but these former clan nobles can't even eat the most basic full meal now, and they have to work to the death every day.

Yun Yi pursed his lips and looked at a large number of old Eight Banner soldiers, "Hengqi, what's coming soon?" We're only halfway there, and you don't know how difficult the rest of the road is....... Let's find a place to shelter from the wind and snow first......"

"Master, Lord Belle, don't you dare to rest, you won't be able to get up again if you take this break...... In the current weather, if you want to survive, you can only go to Vladivostok, where you can make a fire to keep warm, and there is a chance to live! Hengqi was a little anxious and chattered.

Yun Yi was unhappy in his heart, "You dog slave have so much nonsense, look at how tired everyone is, what's wrong with the rest....." As he spoke, he looked at the Eight Banners soldiers again, "Everyone is tired, hurry up to the front and find a shelter from the wind, let's rest before leaving......."

"Hey, listen to Lord Baylor."

"Master, can't you rest....."

"You just talk nonsense, will there still be people who will die after the meeting?"

Seeing the raging crowd, the soldiers who shouted that they couldn't stop didn't dare to speak, they were basically the Eight Banners outside the Guan, and they knew how good this ice and snow was, but many of them came from the Guannei, and they hadn't been in the old woods outside the Guan, so they naturally didn't know what to do, and they wanted to rest vigorously.

Yun Yi saw that so many people supported him, and he was proud at the moment, so he led everyone to find a dilapidated ruin against the wind and snow, but when he walked in, he lay down directly, and everyone did the same, finding a place to lie down in the ruins, and the other soldiers who thought that they couldn't rest couldn't be dissuaded, so they had to wait......

Time ticked by, the wind and snow outside were blowing more and more, but there was a quiet in the ruins, and it seemed that everyone had fallen asleep, even the soldiers in front who were unwilling to rest, also lay down at this time.

It's so tired, it's really too tired.

In the ruins, the soldiers of the Eight Banners seemed to have fallen asleep together, with a little smile on their faces, and in the dream, the Great Qing Kingdom was still so strong, and they were still in a pampered life, holding hardcore crops, and no one said anything every day, anyway, they could go to get an errand anyway, either enter the palace to be a big inner guard, or go to the Eight Banners to mix up a position, it's really not good, and they can go to the green camp to be a general or something.......

For today's Eight Banners, this scene seems to exist only in dreams, and they would rather choose to freeze to death in their dreams than face the cruel and painful reality when they get up.

In fact, in today's Yunchun, there are too many banner people like this, they found that even if they fled to Yunchun, the future is becoming more and more bleak, and the revival of the Qing Dynasty, which was once full of enthusiasm and shouting, has now become a completely shattered dream, and even after waking up, it seems so desperate.

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Vladivostok, originally a territory under the command of General Jilin, was also called Yongming City in the Yuan Dynasty, but in the hands of the Russians today, it is called 'Vladivostok', which means to rule the East in Russian.

In the past, it was only a place for fishermen to catch fish, but now it is the base of the Russian Empire's domination of the East, and they show little of their ambitions, but rather nakedly manifest them.

"For the Russian Empire, this is the beginning of domination of the entire Far East, but I believe that this will not be the end."

Count Sarahulla led a group of Russian officers on the construction site of the newly built fortress, and he looked at the Vladivostok Fort, which was gradually rising from the ground, and a smile appeared on his face.

Ivan Sergeyevich looked at Count Saragula in front of him and smiled: "If Her Majesty the Empress can come here in person, she will definitely be excited by the exploits of the count, this is the natural ice-free port that the Russian Empire dreamed of, with this port, the navy of the Russian Empire can also appear in the Pacific Ocean in the future!" ”

For the Russian Empire, one of the important purposes of their conquest of the eastern lands was to obtain an outlet to the sea in the east, so as to protect the eastern interests of the Russian Empire.

And now Vladivostok, which was extorted by Count Sarahura from the Qing court, gave him an even greater surprise, because it was a natural ice-free port, and even in the cold winter, Vladivostok would not freeze, which also meant that ships could sail normally all year round, which was extremely rare and precious for the Russian Empire.

"Ning Chu's attitude has been undoubtedly revealed, they have rejected the goodwill of the empire, which means that they have already thought about fighting a big war with the empire here, so whether they can hold Vladivostok at that time can really decide the ownership of this place."

Count Sara Tura is not a fool, he deeply understands Ning Chu's attitude at this time, and also deeply feels the difference between the other party and the Qing court, perhaps this battle in the future is unavoidable, and all his efforts at this time are to keep the fruits of his ingenuity.

For the land acquired in the Far East, Sara Gula did not particularly care about Yun Chun, he cared more about Vladivostok, so he emphasized the importance of Vladivostok itself, and Ivan Sergeyevich was the expert of the fortress sent by Her Majesty the Empress from St. Petersburg, and was also the future city defense officer of Vladivostok, responsible for the design and construction of the entire defense of Vladivostok today.

"In the future, if Ning Chu calls, it won't matter if Yun Chun throws it to them, but Vladivostok must be in our hands." Count Sarahulla was very solemn.

"Yes, Mr. Earl."

Ivan Sergeyevich saluted sideways, "Her Majesty the Empress sent me from St. Petersburg to the Far East, naturally so that I could guarantee the safety of Vladivostok, and I already have my own plans for this. ”

"Let's talk about it."

"Yes, Mr. Earl."

Ivan Sergeyevich found someone to bring a stack of blueprints drawn in pencil, with very fine patterns on them, and various numbers were marked, "Mr. Count, Vladivostok, which is now under construction, has adopted the design of a Vauban-style fortress, and also has a large number of supporting defense systems, realizing a complete Vauban-style defense system. ”

"On the high ground here, we will build a watchtower that will serve as a warning. By the time Ning Chu's army arrived, we would have plenty of time to react. ”

"In this clearing, I will design two gun emplacements, and their angles can perfectly attack the besieging enemy, causing them to suffer heavy casualties."

"Here, the connections between the towers allow for a quick transfer of forces, so that even if an enemy enters the city, we still have enough chance to knock them out........"

Hearing Ivan Sergeyevich's eloquent talk, Count Sara Hura had a look of appreciation in his eyes, "Ivan, Her Majesty the Empress sent you here, it is simply the most correct choice, Vladivostok, which you are responsible for designing and building, will become a fortress that will never be breached!" ”