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

"Damn it!

In order to get to Nerchinsk, I almost froze to death in the snowstorm!

The result - that's it?

Damn it, I just fired a shot!

No one was hit! "

Ding Sisi cursed and kicked Poyakov, who had just gotten up, to the ground again:

"Fuck you, mother-in-law!

He didn't even give me a chance to shoot! "

Ding Sisi cursed.

Boyakov knelt on the ground, holding the command knife high in both hands, lowering his head and not daring to look into Ding Sisi's eyes.

So brutal!

This group of marquis soldiers is so cruel!

Since they rushed into the city, volleys of muskets were fired, and small exploding iron barrels flew around.

After just one encounter, the hundreds of Cossacks who rushed out of the military camp and prepared to drive out the Marquis's soldiers were reduced to pieces of meat...

Boyakov is confident.

If he had knelt down for just one second later, he would have been beheaded by the group of menacing soldiers in front of him.

Just like the Cossacks who rushed out of the military camp and were dumbfounded when they saw this scene...

While they were dazed, their heads were beheaded by the Marquis' guard dagger soldier holding a round shield in one hand and a lancet in the other...

Boyakov lowered his head and rolled his eyes slightly.

The ground around was full of severed heads!

The Cossacks are so scared!

The key is--

The Marquis's guards were still in small groups, checking the corpses one by one.

If it was close, there was a soldier holding a spear, and under the cover of the shield soldiers, he viciously aimed at the corpse and stabbed it.

If you encounter a corpse in the corner, lying behind a bunker——

As if they didn't know how precious bullets were, they actually refilled their guns, fired the bullets, and then stepped forward to stab him again.

Even when inspecting the military camp, they didn't go in.

These Marquis guards took out an iron knot from their waists, unscrewed the back cover, pulled off the fine hemp rope, and shouted:

"one two Three!"

After shouting three counts, he threw the smoking iron lump into the barracks.

"boom!"

The fire is radiating, the heat wave is blowing, and the smoke is billowing!

Poyakov could not help but tremble.

I am Nima!

What about your bravery just now?

Why are you so careful when cleaning up the battlefield?

Unbeknownst to Boyakov, Emperor Yongsheng of the Ming Dynasty stipulated strict military regulations:

"The battle must be fierce, but the battlefield must be tidied up carefully."

When the emperor inspected the army, he often said a joke:

"You have earned military merit and are about to receive rewards, but don't let your boat capsize in the gutter.

Otherwise, the mother-in-law of the family will have to serve others, and her son will also be beaten by others. "

The emperor's dirty jokes were deeply rooted in people's hearts.

The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty all understood what the emperor meant.

To die in battle is to be loyal to the country and the duty of a minister.

What if you have already won the battle, but died in a sneak attack...

Where to go to reason?

Of course Boyakov didn't know all this.

but!

The crackling and sputtering sounds, and the explosions of the barracks, made him understand——

With such a powerful bomb, even if there is no one in the barracks, even if someone is hiding and preparing for a sneak attack, they will be knocked unconscious.

Polyakov was so distressed that he almost shed tears.

He was not sorry for the death of the Cossacks.

At this point, he still doesn't know why, everything is over!

All the Russian ambitions in the Far East have been blown away by the wind!

What made Poyakov feel distressed was that even though the Marquis's guards had already taken control of the situation, they still wasted weapons like this!

How many serfs had to work hard to grow potatoes in the ice and snow but were reluctant to eat them in order to exchange for these wasted ammunition!

"Xiao Dingzi, your special mother is mumbling again."

A loud shout startled Ding Siniang.

Turning around, he saw that it was Zhao Hu who was here.

"Old sir, it's not that I'm talking nonsense, it's that this battle has been frustrating!"

In the fourth year of Ding Dynasty, he left Boyakov behind and raised his hand to give Zhao Hu a military salute:

"I just fired one shot and didn't hit anyone. That's it!"

Ding Sisi frowned.

"Alright, alright."

Zhao Hu waved his hand and signaled to the soldiers to tie up Boyakov.

He waved to Ding Sisi to follow him and walked towards the city lord's palace, but he said with a smile:

"You kid is much better than me!

At the very least, you touched the gun, but I didn’t even touch the gun! "

When Ding Sisi heard what Zhao Hu said, he thought the same thing.

The annoyance on his face instantly changed to a look of joy.

Yup!

He also fired, but Old Master Wang didn't even come to the front line!

Hey!

Old master, no matter how high you climb, you still have to drink our foot-washing water!

Ding's four years of complaints disappeared.

Everything in the simple city lord's mansion was in perfect condition.

The Ming army with a small banner took control of this place immediately.

Seeing the two people arriving, Xiaoqi, the leader, hurriedly opened the door:

"General, all the Rakshasa things are here. I took a look just now and there is a map."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Zhao Hu nodded his thanks and took Ding Sisi into the city lord's mansion.

Said to be the City Lord's Mansion, it is actually just a larger wooden house.

At first glance, it is roughly equivalent to the area of ​​three tile-roofed houses.

On the middle wall, there is a simple map hanging.

Zhao Hu glanced at it and then said to Ding Sisi:

“We have won the battle, and we must inform the Prince Consort of this news as soon as possible.

Tomorrow is the last day of the year. It is obviously unrealistic for us to return to Zhafei Hewei to celebrate the New Year.

I decided to let you take a banner of brothers and travel day and night to report the good news to the Prince Consort.

Would you like to? "

Zhao Hu stared into Ding Sisi's eyes.

They were all from the same place, so under the premise of fairness, he was naturally willing to lend a hand.

When Ding Sisi opened his mouth, he wanted to ask why he didn't find someone else to send the message...

When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them alive.

Although sending messages is not considered a military merit, but...

You can accumulate rewards!

This is a good thing to prioritize for promotion!

"Don't worry, General, I will definitely complete the mission!"

"Row!"

Zhao Hu patted Ding Sisi on the shoulder:

"Go to the old master to pick up the sleigh and set off overnight."

"Okay!"

Ding Sisi turned around and ran out.

"Bring a few brothers from the Dog Country. If the cold comes again, don't show off to me!"

Zhao Hu was very worried and chased him out shouting.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao. I'm a veteran in the army. I'm on the roster much earlier than you!"

"This fellow..."

Zhao Hu couldn't laugh or cry.

……

The day before the second year of Yongsheng's reign, on the occasion of the most solemn festival in China, Nuergan Ming's army launched a battle of annihilation.

Since then, the slave Gandusi established by Emperor Yongle has been completely restored.

Handu.

New Year is coming.

The news that the emperor wanted to invite 108 beautiful women to the palace on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month has spread throughout the capital.

Even with newspapers and fast channels for delivering newspapers, this great news is spreading throughout the world at a rapid speed.