The army of Tsarist Russia still relied on the private armies of the nobility, and now Peter I Ha was not born, and the tsar was only a king who did not dare to call himself emperor, and Tsarist Russia was an empire when Peter the Great was a few decades later.

What is an empire? There is an emperor in the country. What is a kingdom? There is a king in the kingdom.

Today's Tsarist Russia is actually somewhat similar to the Dzungar in the past, with great rights for lords and nobles.

The reason why Tsar Alexei I was able to gather troops into Dzungaria so quickly this time was actually because the Chinese army attacked Dzungaria to the detriment of the interests of the nobility.

Once they have completed their conquest of Dzungaria, they can cut off the eastern and western territories of Tsarist Russia at any time, and then the endless furs in Siberia will have nothing to do with them, and the fur business, which accounts for one-third of Tsarist Russia's financial income, will become a cornucopia of Chinese.

For a long time before the seventeenth century, the protagonists of the world were population, food, armies, and so on. In the seventeenth century and for hundreds of years afterward, there was only one protagonist in the world, and that was money!

Capital is everything, progress, science, and an invincible army.

In Wulianghai's camp, Xia Wanchun's face was not very good, and he had just received Jinling's holy decree urging war, bluntly saying that the Jingbei Army had been in the northwest for two years, and the imperial court had lost patience to continue waiting.

In fact, Xia Wanchun was about to launch a general attack, but at this time there was a holy decree with a sense of condemnation, and now the dispatch of troops was originally planned, but such a fuss became a war under the urging of the imperial court, Xia Wanchun's grievances can be imagined.

Even if Xia Wanchun shouted all over the world, I was about to send troops, and if I thought of it with Your Majesty, no one would believe it.

Everyone will only say, look, Xiangxi Hou can't wipe off his face

It would be nice if the Holy Decree was delivered more slowly, Xia Wanchun thought helplessly, but unfortunately the current rubber tires have improved the efficiency of transportation too much.

The Jingbei Army has really stayed in Wulianghai for too long, and such a long time of training has made them full of fighting spirit, and they all want to try what the effect of their training is.

Everyone was gearing up, ready to show their strength, and the plants and trees in Dzungaria that were disturbed by the attack were all soldiers, and they were extremely tired.

Xia Wanchun, who was ashamed and annoyed, took a deep breath, abandoned these selfish distractions, picked up the sword and hung it on his waist, and walked out of the big tent neatly.

The generals outside the tent had been waiting for a long time, and when they saw him come out, they all stood up straight and solemnly, waiting for the pre-battle mobilization of the main general.

Xia Wanchun glanced around, nodded secretly in his heart, his face remained silent, and said in a deep voice: "There is nothing to say, set off, fight until the enemy chief is destroyed and we gather to drink, and then let go of the blow!" ”

The generals laughed, withdrew from the Chinese army camp one after another, returned to their respective formations, and set off with their troops.

How can such a small place as Dzungar withstand the ravages of hundreds of thousands of troops, and the Chinese troops in the two bridgeheads of Hami and Wulianghai have been attacking for two months in a row.

After the fight, he left, and the fighting style of destruction and murder made the Dzungar people hate it.

Almost at the same time, Hou Xuanyan, Xia Wanchun, Baturhui, and the Tsar thought of going to war at the same time, not because of coincidence, but because spring was coming to an end.

The grassland season is the largest fortress, and it is impossible for anyone to send troops in the severe cold of Sanjiu, so the morale of the soldiers will be very affected.

The end of spring is the time when the weather is warmer, and it is time for a big battle, and the people on several sides involved in the battle invariably think of a decisive battle at this time.

In Hami City, Yan Yingyuan and Yang Zhan glanced at each other, and they both saw the battle intent in each other's eyes.

With a million soldiers and horses, it is a very glorious thing for ordinary people, and for a real general, it is very stressful

Leading millions of soldiers, no success is over!

For generals, mediocrity is a sin, and it's time to close it after fighting for so long.

Hami City is almost a military camp, the iron barrel-like defense is prohibitive, as one of the two nests, in the past two months, the surprise attack, played a great role.

Yang Zhan returned to the Sichuan barracks, beat the drum of the generals, and all the Sichuan soldiers gathered together.

Yang Zhan, the Duke of Shu, wore a bright silver helmet, a brocade robe wrapped in a soft hedgehog armor, a tiger-headed cowhide boot, and a royal sword, slapped it on the table, and the tassel of the sword swayed in the wind.

"This dispatch of troops is not only a decisive battle, but the whole army is penetrating in depth, and it is not allowed to retreat! Today, Ben Shuai has three sentences to say, and after he finishes speaking, there will be no orders until the Dzungar is bulldozed.

One, those who are not my allies with weapons, kill!

Second, those who are not my allies show their fierce intentions, kill!

Three, those who are not my allies will not retreat, kill! ”

The room full of Sichuan army generals knelt on one knee and said in unison: "Obey." ”

In Yan Yingyuan's military camp not far away, it is the part with the largest number of troops and the most veterans of the Northern Expedition.

Yan Yingyuan has not commanded so many people to fight the enemy in a real way since he conquered Jinling, and every time he has failed to do so.

As one of the emperor's most important generals, this had to make him feel a little frustrated, and His Majesty, who had not yet ascended the throne, set up a high platform outside Suzhou City to greet him, and handed over the power of soldiers and horses to his own hands. At that moment, Yan Yingyuan really had the idea of dying for his confidant, after all, the situation was very critical at that time, and no one believed that anyone could stop the Manchu iron horse.

Under the shroud of despair, the Heavenly Hunting Emperor suddenly emerged, and the Northern Expedition was successful for four years, and now it is like a dream.

Dozens of days and nights in Jiangyin City, every scene was in Yan Yingyuan's heart, and he never forgot it.

"Your Majesty, he treats me as a national soldier, I want to fight a victory that is enough to repay it, just take this Dzungar in front of me! It is also known to the world, Your Majesty, he is not wrong, and I, Yan Yingyuan, am a general! ”

People who don't have a little self-confidence dare to be ordered to lead a group of people to guard Jiangyin in danger? is facing the extremely vicious and invincible Manchu Qingna. People like Yan Yingyuan, as long as they have an opportunity, they will never think of missing it.

The commander of the Shandong soldiers and horses made Hu Bawan see that the main general was in a daze, and his heart was anxious, and he shouted: "General? ”

Yan Yingyuan came back to his senses at this time, and saw that the eyes of the generals were a little weird, and he couldn't help laughing: "I remembered some old things about the Northern Expedition, and I lost my mind for a while."

This kind of thing is usually covered up, and the generals didn't expect Yan Yingyuan to admit it like this, but they all felt a little admired.

Yan Yingyuan's expression was straight, he put away his smile, and said: "We are fortunate to be in a prosperous era, and the power of the glorious army has never been seen in the ages. How lucky it is for a general to meet such a strong family and country, not to fight to the death for fame and fame, to get rich and noble, but when? Pass my general's orders and follow the arranged marching route. Advance step by step, kill the enemy when you meet the enemy, kill the general when you meet the general, advance without retreating, and cut those who retreat in vain! ”