At the beginning of the spring of the nineteenth year of Chengtian, the war ended and a new year began.

Chen Hanguo can no longer hear the cries of the families of the martyrs.

In the north, the second wave of afforestation campaigns is in full swing.

This is a new round of sandstorm remediation project, and a large area of shelterbelts and cold-tolerant plants is the core of the entire sandstorm remediation project.

In the early years, the first batch of remediation projects had obvious results, and now it is necessary to consolidate the achievements of the first phase of the project construction, thoroughly control the desertified land that can be treated in the first phase of the project area, and then start the construction of the second phase of the project to curb the expansion trend of desertified land. Improve the ecological environment of the north!

It can be said that this is also paying for the previous Mongolian immigration project.

Although when resettle the migrants, Chen Ming had already instructed them to be careful of grassland degradation and desertification, and to do a good job in soil and water conservation. But the emperor's words cannot be carried out 100% by the local people.

Therefore, after two years of brewing and planning, this new round of sand remediation project was really put into practice in the spring of the 19th year of Chengtian.

Chen Ming pushed hard in this matter.

Although he gradually let go of many specific matters of the empire to the cabinet, because many things have been established in the past, as long as the rules and regulations are followed, there will be no major problems.

Chen Ming's focus has long been elevated from specific matters to overall and comprehensive guidance and suggestions.

And in this way, he really experienced how the people above were unbearable, and how they were easily blinded and blocked by the people below.

Fortunately, he has intelligence organizations in his hands, and he should be glad that before this, newspapers have been prevalent all over the country.

With the newspaper thing, it is very difficult for the local people to cover the lid and the people below to block the audio-visual.

Think about Emperor Guangxu, who was too expensive to eat an egg in history, and the report of the Internal Affairs Office actually cost 26 taels of silver for an egg, what is the concept? At that time, a tael of silver could be exchanged for more than 2,000 copper coins, and what was the real value of an egg? Five coppers, ten coppers, fifteen coppers? 26×2000÷10/15, how many eggs can you buy? The egg was broken, and the emperor was able to swim in it.

What's particularly funny is that once, in order to show off, Guangxu also held an egg in front of the eunuchs and officials in the inner court and asked his teacher Weng Tonghe: "Does the master also taste this kind of precious thing?"

Hearing the emperor's question, the cold sweat on the backs of the officials in charge of "government procurement" and the eunuchs who intervened in the middle broke out. If Mr. Weng had told the price of the eggs, their heads would not have been left on their necks.

Fortunately, Mr. Weng's answer was: "In the courtier's house, if there is a sacrificial ceremony, use it occasionally, otherwise you don't dare." ”

As soon as Weng Tonghe heard this answer, the stones in the hearts of those procurement officials fell to the ground. It can also be seen how shrewd this teacher Weng is, he is an old fritter in officialdom, and he would rather bear the crime of bullying the monarch than tell the truth about the price of eggs. Because he knows best in his heart that what is in front of him is not an egg, but the unspoken rules of the entire officialdom. The unspoken rule of this officialdom is an insurmountable mountain. How can an "egg" touch a "mountain"?

This was the luck of the officials and court eunuchs of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but as far as the Guangxu Emperor himself was concerned, it was a great sorrow.

And now that there are newspapers, the emperor really can't hide many things.

So, the newspaper is a thing that is not easy to fully control, but it is really useful. In many cases, the information in the newspaper cannot be replaced by intelligence services such as national security.

If this thing had appeared in China a thousand or two thousand years earlier, it might have really changed the history of China.

Speaking of China's Di Bao as early as the Han Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty Kaiyuan was a public publication of miscellaneous newspapers, "miscellaneous newspapers" is another name for Di Bao, but this is always only an official newspaper, has never completed a vital innovation.

This is China's system, this is China's 'politics'. This is China's tradition, the root of China's strength for thousands of years, and the cause of China's rapid decline in modern times and its century-old humiliation, and China's greatest sorrow......

The glorious era of agricultural civilization is coming to an end, and a new industrial age has come, and fortunately Emperor Chen is also ending the old traditions and old systems before it.

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On the steppes in the north, Mongolian cavalry is training under the leadership of cavalry instructors of the Wehrmacht.

After the end of the war, the latter returned to the closest place to the Han land as quickly as possible, because it was easier to supply the military here.

Even the Mongols themselves were willing to leave the Great Southeast, because they knew that if they stayed in the Great Southeast, the military supplies that would be consumed for on-site training were likely to be the 'support' of the Wehrmacht.

Maybe this is the Mongolian life of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, but many, many Mongolians think so.

A maneuver revolves around a small town, which is not a fortress, but a very ordinary town, in the Russian style.

In this way, there are several such exercise grounds in the steppe, not only in the Russian style, but also in the Central Asian Tianfang style.

The target of the former is obvious, and the target of the latter is also obvious.

Today, Chen Ming is almost unabashed about the 'wolf ambitions' of the three khanates of Kokand, Khiva and Bukhara.

The inhabitants of the towns are real civilians, but their status is somewhat different from that of ordinary civilians, they are immigrants.

Immigrants who are about to move to North America.

So, this war kills two birds with one stone. It is not only the new Mongolian army that will be tested, but also this group of 'elite' immigrants.

The drill was realistic, at least on the part of the townspeople, except for a limited number of leaders, who were unaware of the details, but all the 'prospective immigrants' knew what would happen if the exercise failed - their treatment in North America would be reduced.

Although they participate in this 'project', their own remuneration has been improved.

The immigrants are not stupid, of course, they know that the situation of their people after arriving in the Americas will be more dangerous than the average person, but the fat is in front of them, and they are reluctant to let go.

In the beginning, the Wehrmacht treated them more than five times that of ordinary immigrants, for whom they had made a leap from the pauper to the kulak, but if the exercise failed, the treatment dropped by a cut.

Since these people already have the qualifications of rich peasants, and let them enjoy the treatment of middle peasants, no one wants to. Although the previous kulak qualifications were only false. But once you have it, you will never be willing to give it up.

This is like a vacancy in the number one leader of the unit, and the second leader acts as the leader for a while, but the new number one is always coming and coming. Even if the second child already understood this when he was acting as the number one, he was clear in his heart that when he really wanted to hand over power to the new number one, it was impossible for him to have no sense of resistance on the psychological side.

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In the morning, Song Yun once again led his trusted people to patrol. As soon as I walked out of the police station in the town, I saw someone rushing towards me sweating profusely and panting. Seeing Song Yun, the man shouted out of breath: "Director Song, the Mongols are coming." ”

Song Yun was taken aback, in order to monitor the movements of the Mongols, he had already sent several scouts. But it was not the scouts who came to report it, but the sentry spies in the southeast direction of the town, and the sentry detectives were only twenty miles away, in groups of two.

"Which part of the centaurs? How many people are there? ”

As a Mongolian, or more precisely, the former Mongolian Eight Banners, today's Song Yun has long forgotten his inglorious past and is fighting for his new life and the new life of his son and daughter.

His real name is Marat Songyun, who was an ordinary Mongolian Eight Banners, but for the sake of his family, he surrendered voluntarily and had a major meritorious service, so he became a member of the supervision team of the Hulunbuir military camp, and then joined the Northeast Frontier Corps.

Although he almost escaped the punishment of the labor camp with his 'meritorious performance', Song Yun knew that he would never want to leave the bitter cold land of the Northeast in his life.

Before becoming an ordinary flag soldier, Song Yun was born in the Mongolian Eight Banners, and he was fortunate to see Yonghui, and was kicked by Yonghui in the Jingcheng Hall of Rehe Palace, and his head was knocked to the ground, and the blood flowed.

And such a person first participated in the border guard corps through the performance of 'major meritorious service', and then appeared here, Song Yun did not want to think about the past, no matter what position he had, it was the darkest and darkest part of his life. Anyway, no one knows about his past. They only know that their 'police chief' is a war hero, a soldier who was wounded and discharged from the army in the war against Russia.

Hearing Song Yun's inquiry, there was already a cry in the sentinel's voice, "I don't know, those Mongolian cavalry looked like there were thousands of people, and we immediately ran back to report the news when we saw it." I didn't expect those Mongolian cavalry to run very fast, although we walked four or five miles ahead, but they were almost caught up, the second son was hit on the back, so painful that he almost fell off his horse, he was killed, I even lost my gun bag. "As soon as the sentinel's report arrived, gunshots rang out outside the south gate of the town. Song Yun couldn't care about the inquiry sentry anymore, and he shouted to the people around him: "Hurry up and inform the others and prepare for battle." All the members of the patrol gathered and followed me to the south gate. ”

The patrol team is the core force of the town, with about 100 people, all of whom are young and strong in their twenties. He was also trained by Song Yun to shoot guns and simple stabs.

Song Yun has always had more confidence in this team, and at this critical moment, he only believes in the patrol team.

It took about ten minutes for the patrol to reach the south gate.

The Mongolian cavalry outside the town did not intend to seize the south gate, and when Song Yun climbed the city wall, he saw five or six hundred Mongolian cavalry starting to line up outside the moat of the south gate. It's a full camp.

The Mongol cavalry's costume was pure black, but it was quite different from that of the Wehrmacht cavalry. There are a lot of pendants and patterns on it, which are very characteristic of their own people.

The clothing of the Wehrmacht cavalry was simple and simple.

Whether it is a military uniform or an overcoat, it is very simple, without any bells and whistles, but with the armed belt and bright military boots, it shines like the sun at a glance.

In this season, the Wehrmacht's uniforms are blue-green, and in early autumn their uniforms turn earthy yellow, and when the snow arrives, the white-gray uniforms give them a new protective color.

Although the soldiers of this era have not yet realized the role of camouflage, Chen Ming knows it, right?

In the past, there was a shortage of military spending, and such a change of clothes throughout the year was also a big expense, but now it is different, China's finances are very abundant, and I don't care about this little money.

The Navy has not changed much, and all branches of the Army have begun a new era of uniforms that change with the seasons.

All of them wore cloaks, especially officers. And don't underestimate this extra cloak, which makes this Mongolian cavalry team immediately look a lot more stylish.

The townsmen at the head of the city were pointing at the Mongol cavalry that had been killed, but they saw a team of horses galloping towards them. Outside the rifle range, the horse team stopped. The man in the center raised his telescope and looked at the city. Judging by the red stripes on the military uniform and shoulders and cuffs, this man was definitely the commander of this Mongol cavalry.

Song Yun also picked up the telescope and looked at it, perhaps the people with the telescope were in the minority in the queue on both sides, Song Yun saw in the lens barrel that the Mongolian cavalry officer holding the telescope was facing him.

As a Mongol nobleman who had experienced previous wars, Hongjira Deliger did not look at the town in front of him, he knew very well that the disadvantages of cavalry were there, and if the latter had a person of high prestige and experience in command, such a small town would cause them great trouble. Deliger saw a man with a telescope standing at the south gate of the town, looking at himself with a telescope. He put down the binoculars and said, "When the troops here are ready, let's shoot a few rounds of artillery first." "The cavalry has cavalry guns, and although they are small cannons, the range is still a bit superior to rifled guns.

The most important thing about fighting this kind of battle is to arouse the panic and panic of the people in the town. If the whole town is calm, then it's troublesome.

"My lord, in fact, if we can run faster, we will probably be able to seize the south gate." An officer beside Deliger said regretfully.

"Count them lucky, the two spies were shot so many times, and only one hit."

"Fuck your shit. That's your own poor craftsmanship, if you have the level of a Wehrmacht sharpshooter, let alone two spies, ten will be lost. ”

Deliger was very disgusted with rifled guns, which were too much of a threat to officers in the hands of some people.

So much so that he slowly didn't dare to lead his troops to charge.

But he was not willing to take the risk of seizing the city gates, and if he had made a light advance, the vanguard would not be able to enter the city, but would be blocked at the city gates. At this point, will he retreat, or will he devote more troops to attack? That's a problem.

Retreating will demoralize your troops, and throwing in more troops will turn the gates into meat grinders. It's all bad, it's bad......