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1460 The situation in the Far East

Minister Ai Liguo and Xiao Letian parted ways, one went south and the other went north, Zai Chun looked at the master on the deck with great admiration. The negotiation was really exciting, and the wisdom and dexterity shown by the master were really hard to imagine.

Facing the old British fox, instead of firing directly, he used two so-called fictional stories to pry open the psychological defense line, step by step, and finally won a great victory.

Zaichun hopes that he has such a good eloquence and can fight against scholars in the court in the future, which is really cool.

But why did the master, who had no joy after boarding the boat, crawled into the cabin with a tired look on his face? Zai Chun wanted to go in and visit the master, but before he could take a step, he saw Wang Huaiyuan, Sakamoto Ryuma and the others hurried in, and then closed the cabin door with a slam.

"Forget it, let's talk to the master in detail when the midnight snack..." Zai Chun didn't dare to disturb the meeting in the cabin, so he turned back to his cabin.

Zhiyuan pierced the waves and began to head north along the coastline of the Jiaodong Peninsula. On the waterway beyond the sight of the east, cargo ships were sailing north through the Tsushima Strait and heading towards the Sea of ​​Japan.

On countless cargo ships, the weapons and equipment provided by the Chinese to the Far East Volunteers were reproduced. The farther south of the army cargo ships from the United States were unloading the cargo, and some ships even did not even need to unload the cargo and went north.

Hundreds of millions of funds were withdrawn from Jiangnan and rolled into Ryukyu like a river of gold. The arms trade channel from Europe had been cut off at this moment. Prussia issued the last ship of arms to the Chinese people last month, and they had to use all the remaining resources to prepare for war.

The British inspection of Chinese supplies has also become severe, and it is impossible to try to purchase arms from other European countries. Fortunately, the US Pacific channel is still safe. Although Americans are used to taking advantage of the situation to rob and raise prices, there is nothing we can do about it.

The funds raised from Jiangnan finally came in handy. The greedy American merchants were shocked by the wealth of the East, and almost all arms traders on the West Coast joined this once-in-a-lifetime feast of wealth.

Money has become arms supplies, and supplies have become the fuel for war to burn life in the Far East battlefield. The decisive battle in Vladivostok is getting closer and closer.

"What's the weather in Vladivostok now?" Xiao Letian asked.

"It's still very cold, but the snow in Xiangyang has already shown signs of melting, and the ice on the river is not that strong. The military newspapers have reported that soldiers and equipment have been injured and damaged due to the cracking of the ice..."

"The Jiangnan is already green, but the white mountains and black waters are still frozen. They are also April, why is the difference so big!" Xiao Letian rubbed his temples. "Will this have an impact on the war?"

Wang Huaiyuan smiled and said, "The Prime Minister is wrong. The current weather is not only unaffected, but is beneficial to us! Because once the snowfall that lasts for a winter melts, the river will be open to the entire Far East and the entire Far East will become muddy, which is very unfavorable to the movement of our army!"

Xiao Letian nodded, "Very good, how about the comparison between the forces between the two sides now?"

"Over the winter, Tsarist Russian commander Tyagenko was shrinking his troops. Currently, there are 3,000 regular Tsarist Russian troops in the Vladivostok fortress, more than 7,000 minions in Outer Mongolia and other countries, and the total number of the army is 10,000..."

"There is also the naval side. The 12 Vladivostok defensive fleets have a total of more than 2,300 sailors. Once the Russian warships that escaped from Amami Oshima converge, the naval force can reach more than 3,000, that's all..."

Ryuma Sakamoto looked through the intelligence and smiled, "On the contrary, Master Long is much more optimistic. After a winter of continuous expansion, General Xiang now has four reorganized divisions. Among them, the First Division led by Chu Zhao and the Second Division led by Lu Ying are basically built with Chinese officers as the skeleton!"

"The Third Division and Fourth Division led by Shimazu Dairo and Suzuki Ta are composed of Japanese samurai as the management skeleton. The 40,000 army has begun to take shape..."

Xiao Letian frowned, "Is this the general ordered by Master Long? Are the four of them okay?"

Wang Huaiyuan smiled, "If we follow the standards of our Chinese, the four of them will definitely be almost... After all, Hitaro None and Heita and others do not become commanders of the division... But there is the Far East and not the Chinese. With the quality of local soldiers, our officers are enough!"

Wang Huaiyuan did not brag. The Chinese military officer training is absolutely the first in Asia, and can even be regarded as a top student in Europe. Shimazu Dairo and Suzuki Tai are far less famous than Nohei Ta and Hitotaro, and their position in the Chinese military is not high.

However, if such a second-line officer was sent to the Qing Dynasty or Fusang, he would definitely be the leader of the army.

Chu Zhao and Lu Ying are also intermediate officers who grew up with Luo Huo. They were one of the members of the Mountain God Temple Musket Team back then. They were much worse than Luo Huo's ability to behave like a human being.

But if they are thrown into the Xishan Camp or the New Imperial Army, their abilities will definitely be treated as the top leader. Needless to say, let’s talk about the homework on this picture.

In order to draw military maps, these intermediate officers have begun to learn preliminary calculus knowledge, which is unimaginable high standards in Europe.

"Forty thousand versus ten thousand three..." Xiao Letian carefully calculated, "On the surface, we do have the advantage, but the quality of soldiers is different!"

"The Tsarist Russian soldiers who could be sent to Vladivostok were carefully selected from the veterans, including the Northern Mongolian minions, which were even more fierce and barbaric. At that time, the Eight Banners of Manchus could only form alliances with them by means of marriage, and should not be underestimated!"

"By the way! And what are the reinforcements sent from Central Asia? Which Tsarist Russian cavalry have information?"

Wang Huaiyuan's expression became awkward, "I'm really sorry, the CIA is still very rough about Outer Mongolia's intelligence network. After passing Lake Baikal, it is our blind spot. We really know nothing and our subordinates are incompetent..."

"No, no, no, you don't have to blame yourself. That land is indeed too far from the Central Plains, and you are not a god... No matter what, the Tsarist Russian reinforcements must be coming quickly. Our battle in Vladivostok must be accelerated!"

"Eat the garrison in Vladivostok as fast as possible, and then order Long Ye to march northward and station troops south of Heilongjiang... At that time, he will be able to face the Tsarist Russian reinforcements across the river!"

"The weather is getting warmer and warmer. As long as the surface of Heilongjiang breaks the ice, the Tsarist Russian reinforcements lacking ships will not be able to cross the river. If we defend the Heilongjiang defense line, we can turn this war into a protracted war..."
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