"Chase! Chase now!! ”

Yang Yuchun and Chen Dewang stood up at the same time, their eyes full of excitement.

"Good! Just waiting for them to break through! ”

"This battle has completely laid the pattern of the northwest!"

"Banish the Rakshasa to the west of the Ural Mountains!!"

The staff officers and officers present were also very excited.

Thousands of miles away, tens of thousands of enemies are annihilated, and thousands of miles of land are expanded!

This is an immortal achievement!

There is credit for this.

In the expedition to the Western Capital, those officers who were born in Mongolia have more or less contributed to themselves!!

"Get on the horse! Launched!! ”

Li Sheng was shouting orders, and his subordinates had been quiet for several days of fighting, waiting for this moment!

Li Sheng was originally a cavalry general, and he naturally knew that cavalry was a weapon that swung out a punch at the most critical moment and gave the enemy the most fatal punch.

"Kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions, right today! Long live our emperor! Long live the Ming Dynasty!! ”

"Long live !!"

Most of the herders from the Mongolian steppes were very excited.

The Great Tomorrow gave them everything.

Pastures were allocated and schools were opened.

It also gave them a channel to rise.

For these herders of the Mongolian steppe.

From the Fan people to the Han people, it is a channel that seems to be very smooth to ascend.

As long as you kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions, you can make meritorious contributions and be rewarded with military merits.

And as long as you don't graze, sooner or later, you will become Han.

In fact.

In the Mongolian steppe.

Whether it is the south of the desert or the north of the desert.

If you go for a blood test, I am afraid that most of them are inextricably linked to the Han Chinese, or to the farming peoples of the south, most of whom are people who have migrated north from the tribes that have failed to compete in the Central Plains.

In fact.

If you can farm stably.

Who wants to go to Mobei to graze?

Now that the Russian army has been defeated and retreated, the immortal merit is just around the corner, so what are you waiting for?

The warriors of the steppe turned on their horses, carrying muskets, revolvers, and sabers.

Ten thousand horsemen came out, like rolling iron clouds, tumbling forward, bypassing the positions of the last remaining remaining Russian infantry, and killing the retreating Russian cavalry!

"Don't take prisoners! Kill!! ”

Gold Label yelled.

Don't take prisoners, it's an order from above.

In this steppe thousands of miles away.

The captives really can't afford it.

The Russians are also well aware of this.

Even the Russian infantry who stayed behind and broke off are desperately resisting now.

"Grenade! Hand grenade!!! ”

"The mortar company went up and shot at the position under the Rakshasa ghosts!!"

"If you can solve it with fire, try to solve it with fire!!"

"Gather the revolvers and form a pistol commando!! Don't fight them hand-to-hand!! ”

The officers restrained their subordinates one after another, and various orders were issued.

Grenades rained down on the position.

The sound of a booming grenade bursting shook the heavens and the earth.

General Musayev, who decided to stay at the command post and die for his country, held a telescope in his hand, and under the horizon of the telescope, the Russian soldiers were like leaves swept by the wind and waves, and were thrown into the air by the constantly falling shells.

His hands were shaking.

"Such a war, such a war. Such a war."

He muttered.

The cruel side of industrialization was fully displayed in front of him.

Under the roar of artillery.

No matter how many brave soldiers there are.

None of them can be resisted.

"No one can fight such a war, right?"

He thought.

Artillery fire has already begun to extend in the direction of his command post.

Several shells fell right where his command post was located.

"General! Retreat now! ”

A staff officer said anxiously.

"Retreat?"

Musayev smiled wryly.

"Where can we retreat? Where can Russia retreat? ”

"We're going to lose Asia!"

He said.

"Let's go!"

Musayev calmly gave his last order.

"General? What about you? ”

"Me?"

Musayev looked up at the shells that whizzed overhead.

A short hammer was drawn from his waist.

"I personally buried the East of the Empire."

"It's not your fault, General."

"Really? Whose fault is that? If the empire loses the East, will it lose the future? ”

Musayev calmly raised his handcuff against his temple.

"Annihilation. Annihilation"

Kremlin.

Everyone in the upper echelons of the Russian Empire, including the new Tsar Petrovich, was almost stunned by the news from the East.

The armies of the Russian Empire in the East were almost completely annihilated.

Of the 10,000 Cossack cavalry, only a little more than a thousand escaped.

All the foot soldiers were annihilated.

All the strongholds of the Russian Empire in the steppes of Central Asia fell into the hands of the Ming army, and as a result, the Russian Empire lost all the support points of the eastern territories.

If they don't want to freeze into ice sculptures on the Siberian tundra in winter.

The only way to do this was to abandon Siberia and retreat to the west of the Urals.

And without these strongholds in the steppes of Central Asia, the Asian territories of the Russian Empire also completely lost their support points.

in other words

The fruits of more than two hundred years of expansion of the Russian Empire.

all

Lost!

Such a terrible result made the high-ranking officials and nobles of the Russian Empire in the Moscow Kremlin really not know what to say.

In a short period of time.

Russia. From the great empire of Trans-Eurasia.

It became a completely European country again.

And what's even more terrifying is that they don't know. Will the Ming Empire in the East continue to advance westward!!

"We're now. What to do? ”

Petrovich spoke with difficulty.

His voice was dry, and his face was extremely gloomy.

Tens of thousands of troops.

In less than a month, they were all defeated.

Those strongholds built by Russia in the steppes of northern Central Asia could not stop the offensive of the Ming army for a month!

This is completely contrary to the experience of the Russian army in the wars of the Balkans and the Caucasus before this.

What about the good trench and barbed wire almost equating to defensive invincibility?

European armies paid hundreds of thousands of lives in front of the barbed wire, a defense that was difficult to break through.

The army of the Ming Empire was not in the slightest blocked by the fortress fortifications carefully constructed by the Russian army.

They drove straight in, and no fortress could stop them.

"The Chinese used heavy artillery, a lot of heavy artillery to bombard. And the explosive power of their new gunpowder is far greater than that of black powder."

"Where did the Chinese get so much money!"

"A war consumes tens of thousands of catties of gunpowder? Even black powder can't bear it! ”

Russia's high-ranking officials sighed.

Petrovich's face is getting more and more ugly.

He looked around, and finally set his eyes on Lieutenant General Mikhail, who knew China best.

Mikhail looked up at the new tsar, sighed and said: "Your Majesty, now we need to ask for help from the West!" ”

Restore the update, there is something at home, and it will be over as soon as possible.

(End of chapter)