Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

It wasn't until the sky darkened that the Ming army set up camp.

The goose-feather heavy snow has already covered the sky.

It is not possible to light a fire for heating in an igloo. Fortunately, people from the Dog Country have lived around the polar regions for a long time and have already figured out a way to deal with the extreme cold.

The igloos are built in a ring, and the entrances and exits are not only dug out of the snow on the ground, but also the tunnels dug open into the igloo group.

The soft snow was pushed into the igloo and made into a bed. It was padded with pine needles and covered with animal skins to make a large bed.

The few Dog Country soldiers even shouted loudly, asking the robes to bring the three idiots pulling the cart into the igloo.

The body temperature of dogs is slightly higher than that of humans.

Soldiers from the Dog Country were told when they were standing next to each other that they must take off their cotton robes and huddle together to keep themselves warm.

Zhao Hu and Old Master Wang were the last to enter the igloo.

When the two entered the igloo, the snowballs as big as goose feathers had become as big as a baby's fist.

The already semi-icy snow on the ground was covered with a thick layer of pine snow.

On heavy snow days, the night appears hazy, as if the sky is about to become brighter.

"Old Zhao, I don't know how many days it will rain this time."

Old Master Wang was a little worried.

If this blizzard lasts for a long time, the food they carry may not be enough to eat...

"I have calculated that if we save the food in the army, we can last for about ten days."

Zhao Hu's face was gloomy.

The food crisis weighed heavily on their minds.

Even if the food supply is strictly controlled, they can only stay here for four or five days.

This is even if the process of capturing Nerchinsk went smoothly.

If something went wrong again on Nerchinsk's side, it would be all over.

"Just wait a few days."

Old Master Wang took off his heavy cotton robe, hugged a husky, wrapped it in the cotton robe, and muttered something.

"It's best that this snowstorm will pass soon..."

……

At midnight, the temperature had plummeted to minus 48 degrees.

The howling north wind is like God blowing a whistle.

With a high-pitched whistle.

The cold snap is coming!

The snowflakes in the sky also started to get bigger...

In the middle of the night, the entrance and exit of the igloo and the reserved transom on the roof were covered with heavy snow.

The soldiers on guard at night had to dig out the air intake.

The next day, it still snowed heavily.

Even the snowball the size of a baby's fist has become the size of a palm.

Zhao Hu and Old Master Wang had to ask their soldiers to collect all the food and began to control the supply.

As for dog food, all of them have been cancelled.

In order to ensure the dog's food, the two had to order the cancellation of the military's strictly implemented toileting plan.

On the third day, the snow continued to fall heavily.

However, the north wind has decreased somewhat.

On the fourth day, the snowflakes in the sky finally became much smaller, and sparse goose feathers of snow were floating in the sky.

Old Master Wang took out the thermometer and measured it, and said in surprise:

"The temperature is starting to rise!"

Zhao Hu took a closer look and found that, sure enough, today's temperature was only minus [-] degrees.

The two looked at each other and saw surprise on each other's faces.

"Leave in the afternoon!"

Zhao Hu said with a smile:

"With such heavy snow, the Rakshasa people would never have thought that we would come."

"Correct!"

Old Master Wang lay on the ground, opened the map, and measured the distance again:

"According to the speed, we will arrive at Nerchinsk around sunset today."

Zhao Hu's eyes turned cold:

"Then rush to the position ten miles east of Nerchinsk, rest for half an hour, and then, take advantage of the darkness to launch a surprise attack!"

“Night raids are our specialty!

Then the Rakshasa people will be eliminated once and for all! "

Old Master Wang put together the map:

"As long as we kill their vanguard and use the long transportation line of Rakshasa Kingdom...

When they come to kill, it's just a tactic to fuel the enemy.

We will eat as much as you come!

Even if, when spring comes, Maobijiang can capture Beihai——

We can follow His Majesty's request and build a city in each of the four directions of Beihai, southeast and northwest.

By then, this huge northern Xinjiang will become our basic base. "

……

As noon approached, the long-lost sun finally broke through the obstruction of dark clouds, spreading light and heat all over the world.

The golden sunlight shines on the snow-covered pines and cypresses.

Strings of ice skates are like gems hanging from the sky on the branches.

The temperature has also risen to minus [-] degrees.

Master Wang immediately ordered that the entire army be provided with unlimited food, and even the dogs were restored to food supply.

At half past noon, the Ming army assembled the sleigh.

Old Master Wang stood on the igloo and shouted loudly to the eight hundred soldiers in front of him:

"Brothers, today is the 28th of the twelfth lunar month!

New Year is coming, this is the biggest festival in China.

We give His Majesty a New Year's gift - capture Nerchinsk and annihilate all the Rakshasa people!

Brothers, fight into Nerchinsk and celebrate the New Year in Nerchinsk! "

"Surge into Nerchinsk, celebrate the New Year in Nerchinsk, and offer New Year's gifts to His Majesty!"

Zhao Hu took the lead in shouting.

"Surge into Nerchinsk, celebrate the New Year in Nerchinsk, and offer New Year's gifts to His Majesty!"

"Surge into Nerchinsk, celebrate the New Year in Nerchinsk, and offer New Year's gifts to His Majesty!"

"Surge into Nerchinsk, celebrate the New Year in Nerchinsk, and offer New Year's gifts to His Majesty!"

Eight hundred warriors, sound waves broke through the sky!

……

The Ming army once again embarked on a journey in the direction of Nerchinsk.

The snow on the river ice was more than three feet deep.

After four days of rest, the three sleigh fools, who were almost going crazy from the exhaustion, happily pulled the sled cart forward.

You don’t even need soldiers to drive you away!

And on the wide ice surface, he was not afraid of getting lost. The Ming army let go of his hand and let the dog pull the sled cart and rush forward.

This time the cold air coming from the north brought a lot of snowfall.

Even the distant capital of Han was covered with feet of snow.

Sure enough, as Old Master Wang calculated, when the sun was about to set, they could already see streaks of smoke in the distance.

Nerchinsk is right in front of you! ,

That is the last gathering point of the Rakshasa people in Nuergan territory!

Ming army's offensive route

Zhao Hu ordered the march to stop and issued an order for the entire army to eat.

Then he summoned Old Master Wang and other generals of the army and began to lay out the battle plan.

"Bros!"

Zhao Hu looked at the hanging map of Nerchinsk:

"This is Nerchinsk. Looking at it as a whole, it is actually just a village surrounded by wood.

The only thing that needs to be considered is that there are two sentry towers more than three feet high, one in the south and one in the north.

Therefore, our snipers must pay attention and must deal with them as soon as the attack is ordered!

Some of our brothers should be familiar with the terrain in Nerchinsk City. Some of you have been stationed here for a period of time this autumn. "