(According to the information checked, it is possible to go directly to Yakutsk by taking the Jingqili River, and Lao Wang was misled by this information.) In the previous chapter, a book friend talked about the problem of going along the river and against the water, and Lao Wang looked at the map carefully and found that there was still a piece of land in the middle.

This route was not explored by Khabarov either. It was another Cossack leader, who starved to death more than 40 people and ate more than 50 people, and fought for his life to explore the route.

Therefore, the previous chapter was revised, and the Datong army sent 500 troops, and the warships only sailed to the upper reaches of the tributaries of the Jingqili River. Then carrying the Cossack boat and the Daur boat, he walked some distance and sailed to another river. I only brought more than a dozen artillery pieces, because the land route needed to climb the mountains, and it was impossible to bring more. ）

Just when Franzbekov was preparing for a bloody battle, a Cossack leader suddenly slipped away with his men.

"Come back quickly, winter is coming, and you will die if you escape!"

Franz Bekov shouted in a hurry.

The Cossack leader turned a deaf ear and ran even faster, and fled with more Cossacks.

Franzbekov finally ran along, shouting as he ran: "Flee to fight in the forest to the south!" ”

The tundra zone also has forests.

Zhang Tingxun followed the troops to the south, passing through a cultivated farmland, the ground in front of him was covered with moss, and he kept slippery as he ran.

The Datong army, outflanked in the west, had scattered the Siberian hunters who had escaped before, and attacked the Cossacks who tried to rush into the forest from the side.

Franzbekov could only flee to the southeast, almost entering the forest at the same time as the Datong army, which was chasing from the flank.

The Cossack leader, who fled the fastest, suddenly returned with someone. It is estimated that they also figured out that if they didn't take the supplies in the castle, they would starve to death even if they managed to escape.

The Siberian hunters all ran away, and there were not many Cossacks left, only more than 80 people.

"Bang!"

Franzbekov opened fire, then immediately retreated, burrowing deep into the forest, where he had to find an opportunity to reload.

Hearing the gunshots, the Datong officers, all hiding behind tree trunks, and a group of five covered each other's advance.

Zhang Tingxun's feet were fallen leaves, and under the fallen leaves were moss, and he felt that he was stepping on a soft carpet.

"Run, let's go around to the east to outflank!" Peng Chunlin said.

Several teams of five people lowered their bodies and accelerated to run, and Zhang Tingxun felt that his heart was beating wildly.

These Cossacks, after entering the forest, really did not seem to want to run anymore, and retreated while shooting. Their idea was very simple, lure the Datong army into the woods, and then keep shooting guerrillas.

Only in this way will you have a chance to defeat the Datong army, and then go back to the castle to get your own supplies.

Zhang Tingxun ran for a while, and heard the sound of gunfire appearing in the west, which proved that they had been successfully outflanked, so he gradually touched the west.

The light in the forest was dim, like evening.

Franzbekov hurriedly loaded the ammunition, and when he saw that the arquebus was about to burn out, he hurriedly took out a fiery rope and replaced it after it was burned. Then, shoot at a shadow in front of you...... I didn't hit, the distance was too far, as if I was touching a lottery ticket.

The gunfire of the Cossacks was chaotic, and after loading the ammunition, they looked for a machine to shoot.

On the side of the Datong Army, a team of five people ensures that at least two people are loaded at any time. The division of labor is also very clear, there are people to explore the way, someone to cover, alternately shooting and advancing. This is a deformed version of the Little Mandarin Duck Formation.

"Bang bang!"

Franzbekov fired a single shot, and immediately fired back with two bullets.

And the Datong soldier who was almost hit by him hurriedly fell to the ground and rolled, and then ran quickly to the nearby tree.

In this five-person team, one person changed positions to hide, two shot and shot, and the remaining two took the opportunity to rush forward, each hiding behind the big tree in front of them.

Franzbekov was also lucky, and both bullets missed him. The cat ran on his waist, trying to escape further, and then reloaded and shot cold.

"There are gunshots ahead, which tree should be hiding."

"I'll let go first, and you'll watch."

Zhang Tingxun's five-person team has already discussed the division of labor.

The "bang" shot immediately frightened the Cossacks in front of them, and they left their hiding places and ran back.

Striking the grass and scaring the snake has already worked.

"Bang, bang!"

The two Datong soldiers, when they discovered the enemy's trace, immediately raised their guns and fired.

Although all of them shot crookedly, Zhang Tingxun and another comrade-in-arms had already taken the opportunity to chase after them.

Running closer, Zhang Tingxun raised his gun in a half-crouch position, aiming at the enemy and firing.

"it!"

Zhang Tingxun scolded, at such a close distance, he would not miss the target in the military academy, but who knew that he would fall off the chain when he went to the battlefield.

In fact, it is very simple, the difference between a dead target and an active target.

These gunshots had already alarmed another Cossack, who fired at the nearest Zhang Tingxun.

After Zhang Tingxun shot crookedly, he rolled on the ground, quickly climbed to a nearby tree, and then didn't care about anything, burying his head in reloading his ammunition.

The first three men to shoot their guns rushed forward with bayonets, and they were already able to determine that there were only two Cossacks here, and that all of them had fired and had no time to reload.

By the time Zhang Tingxun finished reloading his ammunition, his teammates had already killed one with a bayonet, and the other Cossack was running away.

"Stop chasing, there are still enemies over there!"

Zhang Tingxun looked to the side and could faintly see a red dot, which was a slow-burning fire rope, which was particularly eye-catching in the dim forest.

This is a double crush of equipment and tactics.

The Datong army always maintained a group of five people, with an extremely clear division of labor, and at the same time used flintlock pistols. And those Cossacks, almost all of them fought on their own, with little cooperation with each other, and they were still using arquebuses that were easily exposed.

Zhang Tingxun's waist touched forward, and suddenly a cold arrow shot and pierced the cotton armor on his chest.

"And the enemy!"

Zhang Tingxun roared, did not stop, but accelerated to run in the direction where the arrow was fired.

It was a Cossack who didn't even have an arquebus, and an arrow hit Zhang Tingxun, and before he had time to be happy, he saw the "prey" rushing towards him without anything. This guy fled for his life in a panic and completely exposed his tracks.

Zhang Tingxun was shocked and angry when he ate an arrow, and chased after his teammates around him.

Before they could catch up, another five-man squad, already outflanked to the front of the flank, knocked down the fleeing Cossacks with one shot.

Zhang Tingxun was very depressed, he was conceited of his martial arts, but after entering the forest, he did not kill any enemy, but was shot by the enemy in the chest.

There was no time to complain, Zhang Tingxun raced against time to load ammunition.

Franzbekov was really depressed, and he often led Cossacks and Siberian hunters to bully the natives in the vast tundra forests. Cold guns and arrows, invincible, ten Cossacks, can defeat hundreds of natives.

But now in the face of the Datong army, there is no advantage at all.

He couldn't even figure out why the Datong Army's muskets could shoot without a fire rope. There are no red dots burning with the arquebus, and it is too advantageous to hide in the woods.

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly there were gunshots from the south, and Franzbekov was in complete despair, they were already surrounded by the Datong army.

Franzbekov stopped shooting and even extinguished the arquebus, so as not to reveal his tracks. He crawled and quietly moved forward, trying to escape from the encirclement, and as for whether he would starve to death and freeze to death in winter, wait until he escaped the catastrophe in front of him.

The five-man squads of the Datong Army, through the sound of gunfire nearby, slowly narrowed the encirclement, compressing the enemy's activity space little by little.

Zhang Tingxun continued to advance for more than 200 meters, and eliminated another enemy in the middle.

However, it was still not he who killed him.

Franzbekov stopped moving, and lay on the ground and rubbed into the fallen leaves, trying to hide his body in the pile of fallen leaves. Not only is there no grass to be found here, not even shrubs are scarce, and there is only moss and dirt beneath the leaf litter, and there is hardly a hiding place except for the big trees.

Zhang Tingxun's teammates walked slowly to his side and pointed to a pile of bulging fallen leaves in front of him.

Zhang Tingxun immediately understood and continued to walk as if he were ignoring it.

Franzbekov's head was stuck in the fallen leaves, and when he heard footsteps nearby, he was so frightened that he held his breath and did not dare to move.

Fortunately, footsteps passed from both sides, and he didn't seem to be spotted.

A teammate points to the pile of fallen leaves as they move forward.

Zhang Tingxun threw away the firecracker, swooped out at the same time as his teammates, and held Franz Bekov down on the left and right.

Catch a live mouth.

"Phew!"

Franzbekov snorted the dead leaves on the side of his mouth and grunted: "I surrender, I surrender!" ”

Zhang Tingxun saw what this person was wearing, and immediately said in surprise: "This is a Rakshasa official, the hat is sable skin, and with this quality, I am afraid it can be sold for a thousand taels of silver in Nanjing." There are also these boots, which are also made of good leather, and they don't have to run for two or three hundred taels in Nanjing. And this robe, fortunately, there is no knife or gun, if it is broken somewhere, a hundred taels of silver will be gone. ”

"So valuable?" Teammates' eyes widened.

Everyone in the squad was happy, and the Datong Army did not cut off their heads to discuss their military exploits. In a five-person squad like this, the merits belong to the collective. Only particularly significant merit will be awarded to someone after the collective credit.

The next battle is none of Zhang Tingxun's business.

The enemy that can be cleared has been wiped out by friendly forces. It is impossible to count how many escaped, and most of them will freeze to death and starve to death anyway.

The corpses of the enemy were dragged out of the forest for statistics, and the military horn sounded to gather troops to prevent any soldiers from getting lost in the forest.

In the end, it was counted that 68 Cossacks were killed and 3 were captured alive. The Siberian hunters, who were the first to flee, were killed 102 and captured 35 alive.

"The captives have all been killed," Wang Fuchen pointed to Franzbekov, "this person will stay first." ”

Although Franzbekov did not understand, he was so frightened that he screamed when he saw the prisoners being taken to the river and the bayonets falling down one after another.

When Khabarov heard that the military and political chief had been captured alive, he took out the silk rewarded by the emperor and swaggered over over his cotton coat: "Sir, we meet again." ”

"Khabarov?"

Franzbekov was first overjoyed, then horrified. He had a big enmity with Khabarov, he took Khabarov's farm and forced Khabarov away.

Khabarov stretched his leg and raised his hand again: "See, this is the Khitan Emperor rewarded me." I have also been to the capital of the Khitan, the city walls are towering into the sky, and there are more than a million residents in the city. Fine porcelain is everywhere and very cheap. There are also all kinds of good wine, and the people there drink and sleep every day......"

Wang Fuchen felt that something was wrong and asked, "Are you questioning?" ”

"General Wang, I'm trying to get military information." Khabarov replied grovelingly.

"Hurry up, don't grind." Wang Fuchen admonished.

Khabarov immediately rebuked: "You damn fellow, tell me what happened recently." Did the Cossacks build any new castles? It is said that the city will be built by the sea, has it been built in the past? ”

Franzbekov replied: "No, the farthest is here." Master Khabarov, can you say a few kind words, if I can survive, I will definitely repay you for your kindness. ”

Khabarov said angrily: "Don't you envy me when you see me wearing such expensive silk clothes? Even the royal palace nobles in Moscow may not be able to afford to dress them! ”

Franzbekov hurriedly said: "Great lord Khabarov, you are more noble than the great nobles of Moscow in this silk dress. I have not met His Majesty the Tsar, but I know that even the Tsar will not be more honorable than you. ”

"You took over my farm and forced me away from here, do you regret it now?" Khabarov asked.

Franzbekov crawled forward on his knees: "I regret it very much, Master Khabarov, please allow me to kiss your boots." ”

Khabarov stood there, really letting the other party kiss the boots, as if he had reached the peak of his life in an instant.

He enjoyed it for a while, bowed down and said to Wang Fuchen: "General Wang, Cossack robbers, have not built a new castle here. ”

Wang Fuchen nodded and said, "Okay, drag it down and kill it, and let you do it yourself." ”

All of Franzbekov's leather goods were stripped off, and not only him, but also the cotton and leather coats of other Cossacks were stripped off as living materials.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Franz Bekov, who was stripped naked, had already realized his end and struggled and screamed frantically.

Khabarov pulled out his waist knife and stabbed it fiercely, and his heart was indescribably happy.

Wang Fuchen ordered: "Leave fifty people here to garrison, and send their wives next year." Voluntary registration, double the military salary! ”

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