Wei Guojie woke up from the darkness, only to feel that his whole body was sore, as if he had been run over by something.

When he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but be shocked!

He wore a peculiar coarse cloth shirt and wide linen trousers, which I had seen in the movies, and it was the clothing of foreigners.

The bed he slept on was not Chinese, but foreign.

Look at your own hands, they are particularly thick, strong, and full of strength, but they are not your original hands!

A man appeared in front of him, the man's bare young face, as strong as a bear, looking at him with a pair of beef-colored eyes, and asked with concern: "Budyonny, are you feeling better now?" ”

Russian!

He called me "Budyonny!" ”

His name is "you", he is an acquaintance of mine, Wei Guojie knows this, because the Russians call "you" as a general friendship, and "you" is an acquaintance.

"Hey!" Wei Guojie felt a very headache, and a sharp knife like a sharp pain made him unconscious.

When he woke up again, everything was clear.

He became Semyon Mikhailovich Budyonny!

To be precise, Budyonny, who had just joined the Imperial Russian army, became one of the glorious "gray cattle" under the Tsar. (During the Imperial Russian period, most of the officers were nobles, while the soldiers were peasants, and the officers did not treat the soldiers as human beings at all, so the soldiers of that period were called "gray animals")

Budyonny is an animal and a recruit, and the two are one and the same, without any person/power.

The abuse of the imperial Russian army became a new trend, Budyonny unfortunately provoked the veteran Volkov, who was beaten to death by him, and then, Wei Guojie miraculously replaced the old master and became Budyonny!

The headache has the after-effects of being beaten by Volkov, and the impact of the old master's memories of this body fusing with the soul of the new one.

Semyon Mikhailovich Budyonny!

The cavalry commander of the Red Army, who was extremely illustrious in later generations, is now only an insignificant soldier.

On April 25, 1883, he was born in the Cossack town of Platovskaya in the Don region.

The Cossacks, a nomadic community living in the steppes of Eastern Europe (Ukraine, southern Russia), are a local group with a unique history and culture within the Russian and Ukrainian peoples.

Historically, it was known for its bravery and superb horsemanship, and was the main force supporting the expansion of Imperial Russia to the east and south...... (omitted)

The family had been farming for generations, very poor, and his father, Mikhail Ivanovich, like his grandfather, had been a hired farmer all his life and did not have his own land.

In May 1875, Budyonny's father married Melania Nikitichna Yemchenko (the name of the wife of Trump, the 45th Grand Governor of the United States) and settled in the village of Kojulin.

It is conceivable that the birth of such a large number of children is a happy event, and what a burden it has brought to Mikhail Ivanovich!

In the spring of 1891, the Budyonny family moved to live in the village of Kotvinovka (Dalyny) on the right bank of the Manech River, forty kilometers from the town of Platovskaya, where they rented land under harsh conditions, half of the harvest had to be paid to the owner.

The children of the poor were in charge of the family at an early age, and eight-year-old Semyon also went to work in the fields, without shoes to wear, driving horses barefoot, sometimes even helping pears, helping his mother to harvest potatoes in the vegetable garden, and almost doing everything.

Although they lived in poverty, they were content to be content, their father Mikhail Ivanovich played the shamisen very well, and the young Semyon was already playing the accordion very pleasantly, to paraphrase the language of the dynasty: "Shang has been intelligent since childhood......"

No matter how hard he worked in the farm, the family still did not have enough to eat, and his father, Mikhail Ivanovich, had to work to earn money in his spare time, and he often worked for the village's leading merchant, Yatskin: transporting goods, pickling salted fish, and tending to livestock.

And little Semyon was busy helping his father with his work, his ability was the greatest among the children in the family, and the other children were just small helpers, but he did great things.

Once, when the obese Yatskin rode by, he saw a large flock of his family's sheep on the side of the road, and the little Semyon, who was not yet horse-high, was grazing with them, and continued further up the mountain, which had been contracted to his father Mikhail Ivanovich to graze.

Adults are not there, let the children take care of the flock?!

Suddenly, Yatzin was furious: "It doesn't matter if a person dies, the sheep was bitten to death by a wolf, can your family afford to pay for it!" ”

The wolf in the wild is very hateful, and even if he can't eat the sheep, he will bite them all to death.

He called little Semyon to reprimand him, telling him to hurry up and find the adults in the house!

"I can do it!" Little Semyon looked up at the big merchant on his horse.

"Can you do it?" Yatzkin laughed.

Little Semyon immediately let him know why he was doing it, and he picked up the long shepherd's whip and made a pop that struck the ground on the right side of a detached sheep.

The sheep was taken aback, and when he was trying to run wildly, little Semyon twitched beside him, and when it was drawn to the right, the sheep naturally ran to the left so as not to let himself be whipped, and when he rushed forward, the whip fell in front of him, and he fled backwards.

With such a snap of three whips, the outliers obediently returned to the flock!

Three times in a row, the three sheep were driven back to the herd.

It really means where to fight, and the wolf is coming and hitting it correctly!

After the beating, little Semyon did not say a word, and looked up at the owner of the sheep like a little adult.

Now Yatskin smiled again, gave little Semyon a thumbs up and said: "When you grow up, you will be a qualified Cossack!" ”

The Don region was inhabited by Russian Cossacks, who were often good at riding horses, and they could not use a whip to control horses, and they could spit on the ground casually, and the long whip would not be empty when it fell on the saliva.

This little Semyon's whip has been beaten so well since he was a child, and if he gets it in the future, the horses will be obedient in his hands.

But little Semyon stared at him and said, "I'm a foreigner!" ”

True, the little Semyons were not Cossacks, but foreigners who went to the Cossack town to beg for a living.

In the face of the big boss, he is generous, not timid, nor humble.

Yatskin said meaningfully: "You will be a Cossack!" You were born a Cossack! ”

A businessman deserves to be a businessman, and little Semyon fell into Yatskin's eyes, remembering it, and soon, Yatsgin found an opportunity.