Chapter 273 - The First Battle of the Cossacks (4)

Historically, in the first half of the 17th century, most of the cities in Eastern Siberia were short of food, and a large amount of grain had to be transported from Tobolsk in Western Siberia every year. Coreza these "foreigners" are an important part of the shoulders of military service personnel. At that time, in addition to the Muscovites in the north of Europe and Russia and the Cossacks in various places, the military service mainly relied on prisoners of war, mercenaries and expatriates such as Poland, Belarus, Ukraine, Lithuania, Sweden and Germania. And these people with rich combat experience will be called "Lithuanians" by Moscow in general.

This year is no exception, three months ago, in order to prepare for the winter, Tobolsk sent a grain and grass transport team, all the way by water or land, first to Tomsk. Later, Tomsk organized its own escort troops, which arrived in Yeniseisi a month earlier. So, the baton went to the Yeniseisk Overseer Afanasy. Pashkov there. The Moscow nobleman Peter who had been waiting for the order for a long time. Stroganov, Cossack head Yermak Jr. Olenin and the leader of the "Lithuanians", Daris. As is customary in previous years, Koreza set off for three castles on the shores of Lake Baikal.

And the grievances and anger that our Coreza suffered, too.

As veteran nobles, Peter and Yermak Jr. seem to have always been very contemptuous of the "Lithuanians". And the so-called "Lithuanians", led by Lithuanians, are very disgusted by the laziness and arrogance of the old men. Finally, when the team reached the shores of Lake Baikal, this resentment erupted.

It all started this morning. At the time, without knowing it. Koreza was told: having arrived on Lake Baikal, the destination was not far away. Master Peter and little Yermak are to camp here temporarily, and rest for a day, for ...... Hunt!

"Hunting? Peter, you mean hunting? "Coreza couldn't believe his ears!

"Yes, Correza, I'm going to hunt with Peter's 'Master'!" Little Yermak on the side smiled contemptuously and emphasized the word "master".

"But Peter, we're delivering rations. Is it possible to finish the business first and then hunt on the way back to Yeniseisk? "Coreza is already a nobleman. Despite being the "petty aristocracy" of Moscow [1]". But there is no need to call the people of the "Stroganov family" "old man" anymore.

"No, poor Darius, you don't understand! At this time, the mallard duck is the most cunning and difficult to hunt! If they had returned here in half a month, they would have become fat and stupid. I only know that Lu Dao is sitting and waiting to die. How could it be fun then? Captain Peter, who was adept at this, shook his head vigorously. Ten thousand are not happy.

"Yes, yes. Master Peter was right. However, the pleasures of this noble aristocratic life were unknown to the savage and uninteresting Lithuanians. In your opinion. It's the stupid mallard who prefers the fat to jump into the plate on its own, isn't it, Daris? "The little Cossacks laughed at Koreza!

"But Peter, don't you notice that something is wrong? In previous years, the alert Buryats had already followed us on their horses, fearing that we would attack their yurts. But this year, why can't a single Mongolian Tatar be seen? "Coreza wisely chose not to share the same knowledge as little Yermak, but to speak to the chief officer about his worries for many days.

"Well...... "Peter seemed a little sober, touching his fat face and talking for a moment.

"What's so strange about this? I know the Tatars best! Also as Tatars, the Cossack leader hastened to bring the somewhat hesitant Rus' nobles back to the idea of "having fun in time."

"They have long understood in these years that the army of the great all-Russian monarch is invincible! In the vast expanse of Siberia, as soon as the name of the 'Stroganov family' and my 'Yermak' appear at the same time, all the Tatars will immediately submit, as supple as those stupid mallards! They're hiding, my Master Peter! ”

"Yes, yes, they're hiding, haha! Darius, you're being too cautious. Sure enough, Peter preferred to listen to the advice of the Cossacks rather than the Lithuanians.

"It's not just cautious, I think it's simply cowardly, just like their ancestors, as soon as they heard the sound of the Tsar's cannons, they hurriedly surrendered the city, Ha Lu Ha!" Little Yermak's kung fu of fanning the flames is much stronger than his horse's kung fu!

"You ......" Coreza was touched again by the faint sense of family honor in her heart, and she couldn't bear it anymore, but although her anger rose, she still had to suppress it as much as possible.

"Alright, Darius, God will allow us to take a break today, and don't forget, it's Sunday!" Peter seemed to see a little tension in the air, and hastened to give the Lithuanians a reasonable explanation.

"Oh, too. Today is Sunday. Coreza eventually lost out in the face of this problem. As a Lithuanian, his family was able to become a "little noble" because of a prerequisite that could not be ignored - to be baptized by Orthodox Christianity! And in the original Grand Duchy of Lithuania, although Orthodox Christianity has become popular, as a nobleman, most of them have converted to Catholicism!

"What day is it?" The hateful little Yermak suddenly asked.

"September 23, 1655 A.D.!" Coreza naturally understood the intention of this question, endured it again and again, and still blurted out a firm answer.

"Oh, yes, Master Peter. Instead of saying the days of the damned Gregorian calendar, the Lithuanians used the correct Julian calendar. The Cossacks added with their own cleverness. In other words, today is actually October 3, 1655 in the Gregorian calendar [Western calendar], Sunday, and the fourth day of the ninth month of the twelfth year of Shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty.

In fact, this was another blatant insult by the Cossacks to the Lithuanian nobility. As Lithuanian aristocrats who practiced Catholicism, after Pope Gregory XIII promulgated a new calendar in 1582, they abolished the Julian calendar promulgated by BC. However, the Orthodox Church, having long since parted ways with Rome, has been using the old Julian calendar, with only minor modifications. It was not until Peter the Great explicitly implemented the Julian calendar in 1700 that there was the so-called "Russian calendar" in later generations.

But even the bold and brutal "Peter the Great", when promulgating the Russian calendar, clearly specified that "the Baltic provinces and Finland are excluded". In other words, Lithuania, which is a Catholic in the upper class, can follow the Gregorian calendar instead of the Russian calendar! I have to admit that Peter the Great is still thick and fine.

Darius, who has been insulted repeatedly. After Coreza returned to her tent, she had the self-de-cursing curse and abuse she had just had. Angry to angry, Coreza didn't let up her worries, which had grown stronger. Finally, he had to let out a long sigh, return to his duties as a professional soldier, and walk out of the tent after hanging his saber at his waist.

"Alkildas!"

"In! Captain, what do you command? A Lithuanian shooter responded.

"You take a few people and scout around. Remember, don't act rashly if there's anything going on, come back and report it to me! Koreza ordered.

"But Your Excellency, aren't we going to leave for Angarsk?" Alkildas was a little confused.

"Algie, don't leave today. Remain...... Alas, stay and hunt! Coreza called her cronies' nicknames, giving a simple explanation.

"Ah, hunting? Did those Russian lords make a mistake again? However, isn't it always the Cossacks who did this reconnaissance? Algie still didn't get it.

"Don't ask, obey my orders!"

"Yes!" The obedient Algi said no more, and turned to greet his men.

"Alas, the Cossacks have long since become old men, do you expect them to ......" In desperation, Koreza shook his head and walked to the grain and grass convoy not far away for a routine inspection.

(Chapter to be continued)

"A limerick poem. Hidden Head

Reading literature and reading history is only a long breath

I was saying that there was an opportunity back then

The layout is a long-cherished wish

It's hard to come and go

Get up and spend a hundred years

Point out the suffering and diseases of the world

The edge of the town was razed to the sea

Wen'an Wuding tears of joy

[1] After Ivan IV, the Russian aristocracy was consciously divided into two classes: the large nobility and the small and medium nobility. Among them, the big aristocracy generally refers to those who have fallen boyars, while the middle aristocracy, such as the rising stars of the Stroganov family, have little status and wealth, so they are closely dependent on the central power. As for the minor aristocracy, it was often those commoners or foreigners who had been awarded a low or middle rank for their military exploits or outstanding contributions, and they were often unable to hold important positions in the government and the army. (To be continued......)