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Winter in Mobei is a very difficult season, with ice and snow everywhere. At a temperature of tens of degrees below zero, you have to wear a bayonet when you urinate in the wild, otherwise it will be a popsicle. You have to use a bayonet to smash the popsicle from time to time. The Mauser rifle on it can't even pull the bolt open. You can imagine the bad weather.

Four Biaotong and Nie Shicheng who were temporarily summoned in the military camp were discussing something around a bonfire.

"Military, how can he fight this battle? What orders did those people from the Ministry of War give? I haven't understood the battles I've fought for so many years." said a bearded general with a bearded face.

"Yes, when we fought with the French, we had no approval for several requests to fight. We had to let us guard against the Russians in this ghost place. The Russians really entered the country and looted them, and the Ministry of War said that we could not fight on both sides and we had to defeat the French first. Now, the French have been driven away, and it is our turn to turn, and we won't let us chase the enemy. What kind of battle is this? This whole plain in the north of the desert, without any blocking, will the Russian devils hit us in our arms? How can we fight against the Russians if we don't let the pursuit be??" Another older general also said angrily.

When everyone heard this, they all said that they could be so open when they hit France. They could fight as much as they like. Liu Mingchuan killed the total shell production of Hubei Guns and Cannon Bureau in two days in the Hucheng Fortress. But now when he got here, he tied his feet up. He didn't let this or that.

Nie Shicheng used the wooden branches to twirl the bonfire, and repeated the telegram from the Ministry of War over and over again in his mind.

"If the Russians enter the country for no reason, they can strike them head-on. Remember not to chase the enemy, especially to chase the border."

What happened to the imperial court? Even the French dared to fight against each other at sea. When he encountered a small Russian army, he was so timid. If he didn't let the enemy chase, how could he fight?

Due to the terrain, the northern Mobei is a hotbed of cavalry. There are no mountains, no plateaus, and only grasslands. The ones entering the border are also Russian cavalry, and they turn around when they encounter Qing troops. If they are not allowed to pursue, unless the Russians are blind and hit their arms, they will not think of winning the battle.

"The military gate, the general is not subject to military orders abroad. Let's not take care of the stupid people in the Ministry of War. Where can they fight? How should we fight or fight?" said the bearded general.

"Nonsense, do you think it's the same. Does the Ministry of War have the authority to directly issue combat missions to us?" Nie Shicheng's mind was still clearer.

"Ah? Military Gate, you mean the military office

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"I don't know, it's because the little emperor personally gave it." Nie Shicheng continued to fiddle with the wooden branches in the middle.

"Military, what does the emperor mean? Since we are asked to fight with the Russians, but we are not allowed to fight well, what do we want to do?" the older general said impatiently.

"Damn, why do I know I'm going to come to you? Let's make a decision, don't worry about why the emperor asked us to do this. Since the order has been delivered, we must resolutely implement it! Luo Ming, tell me how we fight?" Nie Shicheng pointed Zhongmuzhi at the young man opposite who had never spoken.

Everyone's eyes turned to this inconspicuous white-faced scholar. He was the first batch of army generals trained by the Qing Dynasty. He was the first batch of graduates of Heilongjiang Officer Academy. He was assigned to Nie Shicheng's army as a battalion commander. Due to his outstanding ability and excellent military skills, he also had a lot of ink. He was transferred to Lu Yiwei's army to supplement his vacancies for studying in Germany. He was promoted to the first batch of military commanders by Nie Shicheng. He was also a member of the first phase of the Black Army who was terrified in the world in the future.

Luo Ming calmed down slightly and said slowly: "Returning to the military gate, the purpose of the Russian invasion may be because the Russian team north of the border is in Siberia, and the environment and climate are even worse than that of us. Their country's economic center is far away in Europe, so they cannot get supplies, so they went south repeatedly to plunder. In addition to wanting to occupy more land in the Qing Dynasty, the more important thing is to rob materials."

Nie Shicheng nodded frequently after hearing this. It turned out that he didn't want to start a war with me, the Qing Dynasty. No wonder the emperor only asked us to dare to go back and not let us chase after him.

"Then how to fight this battle?" asked the bearded man chasing him relentlessly.

"Since supplies are their purpose, then we will send out a few baggage troops, and are we afraid that they will not come and rob? As long as they come, they will ask them to come and go. Since that's the case, how can we say that we will chase the enemy?" Luo Ming said slowly.

"Ah? Scholar, it turns out that you have already made a plan. Then why are you pretending to be reserved just now? You don't have to worry about my elder brother for so long. Hahaha, military gate, I think it's possible." The bearded man said carelessly.

Nie Shicheng threw the wooden branches into the bonfire and said firmly: "That's it. Li Hui, go back and prepare to draw two or three companies to prepare some supplies for me to go out for a walk. Luo Ming, you can take the troops from the 10th battalion to respond at any time."

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After leaving the tent, everyone left in four directions: southeast, west and north...

A cavalry of about 200 people dragged more than 20 trucks of food and grass on the endless grassland and slowly advanced towards the camp where the troops in front of the turbulent front were stationed.

"Company Commander, this place is not far from the Darkhan grassland. The troops should be right in front. Otherwise, if the brothers work harder to march overnight, they will arrive early tomorrow morning." said a soldier named Wang Yue.

The company commander looked at the sky, then looked at the soldiers behind and said, "The team is tired of walking, and it's too late. The Russians often appear here, so let's rest on the spot. A warning post was set up around the team, and the rest rest on the spot."

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The group of people transporting food and grass were already exhausted, and their butts were no longer felt on the horse's back. After hearing the order to rest on the spot, they immediately formed a circle and lit the fire as usual. It was probably the happiest thing to roast the fire in this ice and snow for a while. Unexpectedly, the company commander who escorted the food and grass just now kicked the fire out by the company commander who escorted the food and grass. He turned around and left without saying anything.

The captain of the transport team who sent the food was Zhuo Yan. He was a man of Zhengbai Banner. According to the saying, Zhengbai Banner belonged to Shangsanqi. He raised flowers and birds in the capital with this identity, and life was enjoyable. After all, most bannermen did this, but he did not. He would rather be the captain of the transport team. He was not willing to be idle at home alone. This guy was also a donkey-tempered person. When he saw the officer escorting the food and grass, he shouted the fire away and cursed: "Baby, I am here to deliver military rations to you, not to be angry."

The veteran sitting next to him pulled Zhuo Yan and said, "There is no fire here. The Russian cavalry often wandered around here, and a little fire could easily attract them.

After hearing this, Zhuo Yan turned around and saw that the soldiers did not ignite the fire, but were silently eating dry food. Zhuo Yan suddenly felt ashamed and expressed his understanding of the company commander's actions, without any resentment.

In fact, in Zhuo Yan's mind, Manren was still the same tiger and wolf army as before. He just had never practiced using firearms. The words "Journals are less than ten thousand, and they are invincible" have always been kept in mind in his heart. His ancestors were so brave and invincible, how could it be that his generation had to rely on the Han people to win a battle? Users.
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