The fog was so thick that you couldn't see anything a few steps away.

When people leave the warm earthen house, they are immediately covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and when they stretch out their hands, they become red, and when they stand outside, they become unconscious in a short time. The mornings in Siberia are desperately cold, and this desperate cold is not the end, because it is only the first winter in Siberia.

Zhou Huchen stood quietly by the river, the sky was snowless, stretched out his hand, and a cold feeling came.

Just calmly looked at the white mist in front of him, and watched his palms slowly change color.

The soldiers kept stepping on the ice, and the field of vision was full of white fog and soldiers, while the cavalry waited silently behind them.

Calculating the time, Zhou Huchen finally retracted his hand: "Come on!" This ice road still has to go for a long time, hold on, it really doesn't feel good, stay and wait! ”

Zhou Huchen is talking about Zheng Sen, the big dog bear next to him, this Fujian man is afraid of the cold, and he doesn't know how many layers of cotton clothes he wears, except that he can't show his eyes, wrapped tightly, he is simply a fat bear.

"I'm going to spend the winter in the fortress of the Rakshasas, it's warm there!" Zheng Sen replied in a sullen voice.

"Just as you wish!" With a smile, Zhou Huchen stepped on the ice

There is a fortress not far from the west side of the river, and the fortress is so large that it can be called a castle.

The day had just dawned, and the fortress in the white was silent, and the people in the castle had clearly not yet risen.

In front of the castle there was a trench hidden in the snow, and a white mist shrouded this trench in a hazy appearance. Suddenly, a white shadow appeared in front of the trench, followed by more white shadows quickly descending the trench.

The fresh snow was soft, and the white shadows fell silently in the trench, and soon the white figures climbed up to the other side of the trench.

The ditch is so close to the castle that you can already see the shadow of the castle. The white figures slowly moved forward to the bottom of the castle, where they stopped.

At this time, there was a creaking footstep in the castle, and the figures under the castle hurriedly fell to the ground, and then there was a grunting sound from the castle.

It was supposed to be the people patrolling the castle, but in fact they couldn't see anything, the whole world was white, plus the morning fog. Even if anyone stood in front of the trench, he could not see it. It's freezing cold, except for the cat winter, people can't survive in the wild, not to mention that the nearby Yakutia and other aboriginal hunters have been cleared, and these patrols are just here to make a show.

The footsteps faded away, and the white figure under the castle moved again. White packages were stacked tightly against the walls of the earthen city, and then the white figures began to withdraw with their waists bent.

A little spark ignited, and this spark approached the castle at the same time. Many white shadows had entered the trench and were running desperately to both sides.

The patrolling men of the castle walked back again, but unfortunately, they could not see the little sparks in the fog, and the thick fog masked the smell of gunsmoke.

At this time. Zhou Huchen can pass the middle of the ice.

The silence of the Siberian morning was broken by an earth-shattering loud noise, which was the order to attack, and the soldiers gathered on the bank of the river quickly rushed out.

The cavalry came up, Mongol soldiers in leather robes. The brown-clothed Ming army was covered with white frost and snow, and when these cavalry stepped on land, they immediately began to diverge to the sides.

In front of the trench. One by one, the small artillery pieces were placed upright, and the combat knife raised by an officer fell instantly: "Open the cannon~"

Amid the rumbling sound of cannons, the rudimentary ladders prepared by the soldiers were set up on top of the trench, and immediately after, countless soldiers easily crossed the trench.

On such foggy days, artillery fire is equal to blind fire. But at the same time, the moat is the best symbol, the city wall is not far from the moat, whether it is the Ming Dynasty or in this Siberia, all the castles will not be an exception.

The artillery fire extended, and the foot soldiers came to the gap in the castle.

The frantic shelling finally stopped, and at this time, Zhou Huchen left the ice.

Coming to the artillery team in the trench, Zhou Huchen stopped. There was a sound of fire in the castle ahead, and Zhou Huchen didn't know whether his soldiers were covering the advance or exchanging fire with the enemy, but there was no suspense. No matter how strong the Cossacks in the castle were, they were no match for tens of thousands, unless they were not people.

The fog showed no sign of abating, and the sound of fire in front of him became more and more dense, this was the long-lost sound of collective combat, and the sound was so pleasant to Zhou Huchen's ears. Zhou Huchen pointed ahead: "This wintering place should be good, brother will go in and have a look." ”

"I'll go and see it, and I'll pick the warmest room to eat!" Zheng Sen had already shrunk into a large ball, and it seemed that he was trying his best to endure the cold.

It's already like this before the coldest season, and when it comes to the coldest time, Zheng Sen is Sen looks like Zhou Huchen can't imagine it, he smiled: "I don't know if these Rakshasa people use carbon, if there is, after a while, let my brother warm up first!" ”

The battle in the fog lasted for a long time, and when Zheng Sen froze his mouth, news finally came from the front.

The army has taken control of most of the eastern side of the castle, and the westernmost Rakshasas are still resisting, and have already killed and injured nearly a hundred soldiers.

The faint, sound of a grenade sounded. It should have entered the street fighting, this kind of battle without seeing the enemy is very troublesome, the two sides are firing at each other, whether they hit each other or are hit by the other side without warning, the casualties of the soldiers are normal.

It is estimated that the Rakshasa people will not last long, because Zhou Huchen feels that it is about to be sunny, and when the dense fog dissipates, there will be no suspense about the ownership of the entire castle

The fog finally thinned, and it was at this time that news came from the cavalry. About 2,000 Rakshasa cavalry left the castle at a fort gate on the west side and tried to break out of the siege, but the swarming cavalry was slaughtered shortly after the rush, and the remaining Rakshasa cavalry ran back.

Nurhu, the leader of the Kormi Mongols, was wounded, and he was struck by the Rakshasa firecracker, but fortunately he was only hit in the shoulder and was not life-threatening.

The fog slowly faded and the vision gradually opened up.

In front of him was still an earthen city, about twice the size of the old castle on the riverbank, and it seemed that there were quite a few Rakshasas.

Zhou Huchen crossed the trench, and in front of him was a smooth slope that had been trampled, which was the former earthen city wall and the breakthrough of the explosion. The sound of firecrackers in front of me was sparse, and the fierce battle seemed to be about to stop.

"Report to the marshal ~ the enemy is throwing weapons. It looks like you're going to surrender, so please decide! ”

It's not surprising that it's going to fall, fighting desperately and dying fearlessly are very different in the eyes of people in the East and the West. Zhou Huchen knew many such examples, and the Cossacks were brave, but equally afraid of fearless sacrifice. The attack and siege of 100,000 troops, these Cossacks were already desperate and surrendered in a reasonable way.

"Accept their surrender, let them throw away their weapons and come out one by one, and if there is a strange move, they will be killed!"

The possibility of fraudulent surrender is not impossible. But it's very little, not to mention that Zhou Huchen still has his own ideas.

Moving on, Zhou Huchen found that this earthen city was actually a boring fortress composed of countless thatched huts. There is no essential difference between the streets and the Central Plains, there are large roads, there are many small streets that are separated, and the thatched houses are scattered, which is completely a mottled primitive earthen fort.

As we marched, we saw a lot of soldiers disposing of corpses. The clothes of the corpses showed that it was those Cossacks. I didn't see the casualties on my side, and since there was no return, the casualties were not large, and it seems that the battle went relatively smoothly.

At this time. Mo Yanhua, who rushed to the front, ran over.

"Dashuai, the Rakshasa ghost has descended, they have all descended! And a lot of women! A man who looks like a Rakshasa officer says he wants to see you! ”

Zhou Huchen didn't care about this, he asked with a smile, "How do you feel about this battle?" ”

Mo Yanhua smiled: "Not bad! The raid was perfectly done. The artillery fire followed up in time, the foot soldiers advanced reasonably after entering the castle, and the cavalry was said to be good. killed the Rakshasa ghost who wanted to escape, and it is estimated that none of them ran away. ”

Zhou Huchen continued to look at Mo Yanhua: "You go to receive the prisoners, leave a few for torture and interrogate the situation, and the Rakshasa officers also stay, take the rest outside the city, you know how to do it!" ”

Stunned for a moment, Mo Yanhua hurriedly said: "There are many women in there, not only Rakshasa women, but also many women who look a little different from them!" What do you think? ”

Lots of women!

Except for the Rakshasa women, the rest of the women should be local natives who were captured by the Cossacks, and their role Zhou Huchen understood what was going on. O these beasts! In the end, it is still beasts, and their descendants are also beasts, and they will be beasts for many generations!

The Rakshasa invasion used an immigration policy, and how much killing and blood did this immigration policy bring? How many aborigines were killed after the land was usurped by Tsarist Russia? It is estimated that these relatively backward nations will not be recorded in future generations. Since there is the first day of junior high school, of course there will be the fifteenth year. Don't blame me, Zhou Huchen is not a good man and a woman, he has the later Jiangdong 36tun and Hailan Pao tragedy, Tsarist Russia's repeated and brutal occupation of Chinese territory, and the loss of the entire Siberia. This has something to do with the laissez-faire of the rulers of that dark dynasty, but the brutality and aggressiveness of Tsarist Russia are inherent, and these people really can't stay.

In that case, it should be now! Zhou Huchen's face still did not change: "Leave those women who look a little different, send someone to manage them in a unified manner, and pull the Rakshasa people out of the city to deal with it for me!" ”

Mo Yanhua knew what Zhou Huchen meant, but he had no right to question this order, gritted his teeth, and Mo Yanhua shouted: "Obey!" ”

There are a lot of killings, but Zhou Huchen still wants Mo Yanhua to do such a thing. A general who is destined to take on a big responsibility just can't be too merciful, Mo Yanhua needs such cold-bloodedness, he will kill a lot in the future. Now, it is necessary to practice, so as not to hesitate and kill people in the future, in fact, it is good to get used to it.

Zheng Sen was so frozen that he had no desire to speak, and he was too lazy to intercede for the Rakshasa people. And Mo Xiancheng was even more silent, he understood Zhou Huchen's intentions, this son needs to be trained in blood and fire, as a general in the army, killing people is justified, without such tempering, it is inevitable that there will be the idea of a woman's benevolence. Therefore, every general has blood on his hands, which is an inevitable experience, and this is how he became famous and eternal. When he no longer hesitates and becomes extremely cold-blooded, a general who gallops on the field is just taking shape.

(To be continued......)