"Hah! Voroshilov, it looks like you've had a good day. Dzerzhinsky put his hands behind his back and circled around the captured loot with admiration.

"This is just a small tunzi of the Han people, and there are less than 100 men, women, and children combined. You see, how rich the Han people are. This is the cloth they wear, and this is pure cotton. In Moscow, or in Nogrove or Riga, this thing is no cheaper than silk.

If you look at the porcelain, it's not as good as the royal porcelain in the Kremlin. But compared to the porcelain used by ordinary earls, it is not bad at all, and this is still an ordinary farmhouse. If you are a wealthy Han person, you don't know what kind of harvest you will have. Voroshilov casually took out a bag from his waist, and inside it was a pile of large and small silver and copper coins.

"These are the money of the Ming Dynasty, and they are beautifully minted. After interrogating the captives, such five such silver dollars can buy a woman in North Korea. Voroshilov opened the bag and showed Dzerzhinsky the coins inside.

"It's really exquisite, Mr. Colonel, we should attack those Han people in a big way. They are really rich! Dzhugashvili took the silver coin and looked at it, and encouraged Dzerzhinsky with red eyes.

Dzerzhinsky took the coin and looked at it, but did not speak. I'm thinking about it!

He had heard that the Ming Dynasty was a large country in the East, with a population as large as the stars in the sky. This time I came to the Far East on the orders of the Tsar, because last year the envoy of the Dzungar Mongol Batur Huntaiji told the Tsar how rich the Far East was. In addition, the Jews always trafficked in exquisite Ming handicrafts and all kinds of beautiful and practical things to make a lot of money in Russia.

Only then did the Tsar decide to send Dzerzhinsky with 4,300 cavalry to the Far East. If this is really a rich land, the Russians don't mind that it's too far from the Kremlin.

For the Russians, as long as they know the land, it should belong to the Russian Caesar.

However, Dzerzhinsky did not trust the Mongols very much, not only because of the enmity between Russia and the Mongols, but also because he did not believe that the Mongols would give such a good thing to Russia. According to the character of the Mongols, if the opponent can eat, they will definitely not give anyone a piece of the pie.

Since the Mongols came to Moscow to boast, it proved that the Mongols were not yet capable of eating this piece of fatty cheese from the East.

The Han Chinese villages were small and unusually scattered. It seems that it is to sprinkle a layer of pepper noodles along the black dragon's house, how much confidence is this to dare not defend in this barren place. Dzerzhinsky heard that this was originally the territory of the savage Jurchens. But now, the sturdy savage girl is as honest as a mouse, hiding in the hole and not daring to show her head, and living a dark life.

In the far east, he does not have any reinforcements and will not have logistics. It's all up to them! Whether this trip will make a fortune or go to hell to meet Satan, Dzerzhinsky is not sure. Years of career as a professional soldier have given him a hint of danger.

"The resistance is very weak, a village of less than a hundred people. There are only two dozen adult men, and many more are children. The cavalry I led quickly swept away there. I wanted to bring back a few women, but those women were crazy. He actually took a kitchen knife and confronted us. In the end, we were all killed. Seeing that Dzerzhinsky seemed to be unable to make up his mind, Voroshilov joined in the persuasion.

For Dzhugashvili and Voroshilov, the snatching of something was the main task of this time across Siberia to the Far East.

The Mongols portrayed the Far East as too beautiful, a paradise on earth for poor Russians. The strong desire to make a fortune made them burst into infinite enthusiasm. Through bribery, stammering, and using all his might, he was able to grab the beauty of the Far East. If you don't grab some real money and go back, how can you explain it to your wife and lover at home.

Looted several Han Chinese villages, causing their self-confidence to skyrocket. The resistance is weak, and the harvest is rich. Standard people with weak money and good robbery, according to the experience of these days. An army of 4,000 could reach what the Mongols described as a paradise, and they didn't even dare to imagine what a fortune it was.

Grab a handful! Be sure to grab one! With the spirit of never giving up until they grabbed it, Voroshilov and Zhugashvili even disregarded their superiority and inferiority.

Dzerzhinsky glanced at it, and the two guys in front of him were already red with wealth. Otherwise, they would never dare to talk to themselves like this.

This is true of Voroshilov and Dzhugashvili, and certainly of the officers and enlisted here. If you still block it, you are likely to become the enemy of the entire army. If a person is in such a wild place, and the whole army is the enemy, the end can only be to disappear quietly.

Dzerzhinsky was sure that as long as they returned with enough wealth, no one would ask how they died, not even His Majesty the Tsar. These people will become national heroes and will be praised by the people for generations. The Russian nation admires these people the most who can grab a handful outside.

"Mr. Colonel, I found a Mongol who speaks both Chinese and Russian. After interrogating the captives, it was learned that at the confluence of the Heilongjiang River and the Jingqili River, there was a place called Mengjiatun.

It is the central city of the Ming Han people on the edge of the Heilongjiang River, where more than 5,000 Han people gathered. Moreover, the Han people there are all engaged in furs, local products, and various businesses. ”

"A man who does business is richer than a peasant, Mr. Colonel. Let's go! The lads can't wait. ”

"You interrogated the prisoners, how many troops are defending that place called Mengjiatun? I remind you Voroshilov, so far you have dealt with Ming peasants. You haven't really faced the Ming army, and I don't want to stop everyone from getting rich. I just want to return to Moscow with as many people as possible, with as much money as possible, and tell His Majesty the Great Tsar how rich the Ming Dynasty was.

It's important to get rich, but it's more important to live and get rich, do you understand? Dzerzhinsky's last sentence was cold-faced.

"Yes! Please forgive our rudeness, Mr. Colonel. We were just too anxious! Hearing Dzerzhinsky's icy tone, Voroshilov and Dzhugashvili immediately apologized in a low voice.

Russia has a strict hierarchy, and the rank of the generals of successive tsars is very important. Those who disrespect their superiors or do not obey military orders are immediately executed.

"Zhugashvili, you go and catch a few Ming Han people and come back. Voroshilov, you have your Mongolian translation ready. I'm going to interrogate these captives myself, if that Mengjiatun is really that rich, and there aren't many soldiers guarding it. I will take you with you and make a windfall.

Remember! When catching the Ming Han people, you must be careful not to alarm the nearby Ming people. Once they are prepared, we will kill a lot of people. Dzerzhinsky entrusted the task of arresting people to the bold and careful Zhugashvili. Voroshilov was too reckless to let him do these things. Maybe when he saw the wealth of the Han people in the Ming Dynasty, he forgot his explanation and grabbed it fiercely.

It doesn't matter if he grabs it, if he alarms the Ming people in Mengjiatun, the cost of the attack will be much greater.

"Yes. Mr. Colonel. I'll set off early tomorrow morning to catch a few Ming Han people for you as soon as possible and come back for your interrogation. Dzhugashvili saluted, and then ran to his camp with joy.

"Mr. Colonel, this is a little bit of respect." Voroshilov was reckless, but he was not stupid. The rudeness to Dzerzhinsky, who had just fainted in his head, made him feel a little furious. After all, he is his boss, and a word can decide the life and death of his little captain.

"You're doing a good job, too!" Dzerzhinsky took the money bag and patted Voroshilov on the shoulder.

The smile is kind and the scene is warm.