Chapter 1084: The enemy chief

What an elite cavalry in Macheng is, they are all selected elite soldiers of a hundred battles. They are innocent Liaodong children, mainly elites from poor families, and also descendants of generals and nobles, and many more.

.However, when you arrive at the Grand Commander's personal military camp, you have to start with a big-headed soldier regardless of your origin. Whether it is the prince of the Marquis's family or the eldest minister's family, there is no preferential treatment here.

After the nobles, the poor families treated them equally, which Ma Cheng intended to do.

Tao Te Ching says that governing a big country is like cooking a small freshman. Ma Cheng deeply agrees with it. Every move involves the lives of millions of people, so he starts from little things. The escort guards around him are equivalent to the model troops of later generations. This army

He was the first-class elite in the Ming Dynasty's permanent army. It was strictly forbidden to bully others and fight with his companions. In this way, generals from poor families and noble children can be as close as a family.

The soldiers of the personal army brought this atmosphere to the army, greatly improving their combat effectiveness.

In one round of hedging, the Ming army won a great victory, slowly slowed down half inside and outside, jumped around the horse's head. The iron cavalry, baptized in blood, became more and more severe, and it was like a knife with a sheath, and it was too sharp. More than a thousand Russian cavalry were cut to seventy-eight

Luo almost collapsed, and was killed so scared that he was jealous and wandered around in a daze.

"out!"

In the army's strict army formation, two battalions of iron cavalry ran out on the left and right wings.

Gu Jiang felt happy when he saw the great power of the Kaiyuan Iron Cavalry, but saw several generals beside him, with red faces and twisting uneasy all over his body. He was probably eager to fight, but he did not dare to take the initiative to ask for battle. Gu Jiang

I was amazed in my heart, looking at the high-rise and majestic back of the Grand Governor, I was amazed and admired.

If it is said that the army is strictly governed and the whole country is united, Bai Qi and the Han Xiliu Camp were much worse than this commander-in-chief. The two iron cavalry flew out, slowly accelerated forward, and robbed them.

Ru Lin, Dao Ru Xue, and the remaining courage of the Russian remnants also collapsed.

The Russian soldiers who were destined to be surrendered appeared. The Russian soldiers with a beard and blood-covered face turned weak, their sabers fell to the ground, and they lay on the ground with trembling. With the first one, there was a second one, and soon

The surrendered soldiers were kneeling in the snow and ice.

Gu Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, secretly wiped the sweat from his palms, and looked at the Grand Governor Ma Cheng in front of him.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ma Cheng finally said freely: "Don't kill the equipment."

The personal soldiers and generals on both sides agreed to the promise, and the officials felt inexplicably relieved and praised them: "The Grand Governor is merciful."

"God has the virtue of living a life, and the Governor is kind!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a roar of Qingyue sounded in the snow and ice: "The Great Governor ordered, abandon the weapons and do not kill them!"

"A Third Camp, B2 Second Camp, exit!"

The two battalions of light cavalry in the back team were carrying wheel muskets and leaving the formation. The light cavalry flew out to cover the two wings. A musket was maliciously aimed at the Russians' surrendered soldiers. The Russian army was already in a state of despair, and with a crisp wave of

When the gun fired, dozens of Russian soldiers who were fighting stubbornly fell down. The Russians sent vanguards to the Far East, and 1,082 cavalrymen were wiped out on the west side of the Outer Xing'an Mountains.

In the evening, the forest camp.

A towering ancient tree fell down with a bang, splashing thick snow in the forest. In the deep forest on the edge of the Xing'an Mountains, the thick snow has not melted all year round and is sparsely populated, but now it has become a safe haven for the Ming people.

The ancient trees fell down with a bang, revealing the snow-covered open space. Wooden houses rose from the ground, bonfires burned in the clearings in the forest, and wheelbarrows and four-wheeled carriages shuttled through it.

The captive camp was on the edge of the forest and in the wilderness, with an open and uncovered land.

The simple wooden fence, densely covered with caltrops, and in the prisoner camp under the guards, the cold wind raged, and only a few rows of low and worn tents could be hidden. As the Ming army stopped the decline, such prisoners were looking for a counterattack.

More and more camps have become a landscape on the Siberian land.

Colonel Golovin woke up from a coma, but could not move. His whole body was sore as if it had dispersed. He had a high fever. He didn't know how many ribs were broken. He felt heartbroken. Outside was the snow and the cold wind was raging, and the old tent was worn.

In the middle of the day, the seriously injured colonel was like a piece of rotten meat, and was still aside by the guards, ignoring him. In despair, the young Russian colonel panted heavily, and his face was red because of his high fever, and he closed his eyes and waited for death.

Outside the camp, a team of light cavalry flew to the scene.

"Come and stop!"

The defenders at the camp gate raised their wheels and muskets and were ready to fight. The light cavalry strangled the war horses two hundred steps away and showed their waist-plate collars. Among the iron cavalry guards, a young officer with white face and no beard stood up proudly and showed his face.

The exquisite waist card with brass and gold stamping, and the collar of the military uniform revealed the two copper wires of the junior captain, shining and very dazzling when the sun shines.

"Open the door!"

The guards of the prison camp were startled and hurriedly let them go. The squad officer trotted up and greeted them, and couldn't help but smile and compliment them. Such a young junior captain was amazing. Maybe he was a boy from Kaiyuan Old Town.

The nobles, maybe they are still in contact with the Grand Governor, and they can't afford to provoke him. The light cavalry kept riding a horse into the camp half a step, and Li Zeqing enjoyed this vanity very much. His white face and beardless face were full of seriousness.

Li Zeqing was appointed as the chief lieutenant and the great-grandson of the famous doctor Li Shizhen in Jiangnan.

Get out of the horse, Lord Li carried the medicine box and took out a document from his arms. However, the soldiers on both sides did not dare to ask him for advice. Instead, his attitude was even more complimentary. Now he is with the military medical officer, and everyone respects him in the Ming army.

The role of the character, who has no headache or fever, no one wants to offend this Li Zhengwei. Li Zeqing was ordered to treat Colonel Golowen's injuries, and he was still full of suspicion, but he was seriously injured and was a captured enemy chief. If he died, he would die.

Is it so much trouble?

But he didn't know why Ma Cheng was thinking about saving Golovin.

The team officer took Medical Officer Li into the tent attentively. Li Zeqing looked at it, looked left and right, but couldn't see what was outstanding about this person. If you want to say that this person is special, it is young and only twenty years old.

The enemy chief who stood out was perhaps the noble royal family of the Russians. He removed the clothes of the enemy chief, scrubbed the broken wounds with strong liquor, and looked at the lush hair of the enemy chief.

"Barish!"

Li Zeqing was quite despised, but he was cautious in his governance.

The enemy chief slept with a strong wine and slept with medicine. However, he did not know that Colonel Golovin was the culprit of the later signing of the Treaty of Nebuchu. Macheng ordered people to treat him, but he had selfish thoughts in his heart.

Ma Cheng hated this person very much, so he wanted to save him and let him watch the Eastern European coalition be destroyed, but he was not kind-hearted.

Five days later, the outer Xing'an Mountains became colder in mid-February.

The weak Colonel Golovin walked out of the tent shakingly. The cold wind hit the young colonel almost fell. He looked around and shivered. He was stunned by the spectacular scene not far away. He was shocked and silly.
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