Qianlong: Qing Dynasty?What about my Daqing?

Chapter 391 Russia's Way Out
"Chasing! Chase immediately!!"

Yang Yuchun and Chen Dewang stood up at the same time, with excitement in their eyes.

"Okay! Just wait for them to break out!"

"This battle will completely establish the pattern of the Northwest!"

"Expell the Rakshasa ghosts to the west of the Ural Mountains!!"

The staff officers and officers present were also extremely excited.

Thousands of miles away, annihilate tens of thousands of enemies, expand the territory thousands of miles!

This is an immortal feat!
To this credit.

In the Zhengxi Dusi, those officers who were born in Manchu and Mongolian countries have somewhat contributed to their success! !

"Get on the horse! Get on the horse!!"

Li Sheng was shouting orders, and his men kept quiet for several days of fighting. This was the moment they were waiting for!
Li Sheng was originally a general of the cavalry, so he naturally knew that the cavalry was the most deadly weapon for throwing a punch at the most critical moment.

"To kill the enemy and make meritorious service is today! Long live my emperor! Long live the Ming Dynasty!!!"

"Long live!!!"

The herdsmen, most of whom came from the Mongolian grasslands, were extremely excited at this time.

The Emperor of Heaven gave them everything.

Ranch was allocated and schools were established.

It also gave them a channel for advancement.

For these herdsmen on the Mongolian grasslands.

From the Ban people to the Han people, there seems to be a very smooth upward path.

As long as you kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds, you can make meritorious deeds and get rewards from the military merit field.

And as long as they are not grazing, sooner or later, they will become Han Chinese.

In fact.

In the Mongolian grasslands.

Regardless of the southern or northern tribes.

If you were to test your ancestry, I'm afraid most of them are inextricably linked to the Han people, or to the farming peoples in the south - most of them are people who migrated north from tribes that failed in the competition in the Central Plains.

In fact.

If you can farm stably.

Who wants to go to Mobei to graze?
Now that the Russian army is retreating, the immortality is in sight, so what are you waiting for?

The warriors on the prairie got on their horses one after another, carrying muskets, revolvers, and sabers.

Thousands of cavalry came out, like billowing iron clouds, rolling forward, bypassing the position of the last remaining Russian infantry, and heading towards the retreating Russian cavalry!
"Take no prisoners! Kill!!"

Jin Biao roared loudly.

Take no prisoners, that's the order from above.

In the grassland thousands of miles away.

The captives are really not worth it.

The Russians are also well aware of this.

Even the Russian infantry who stayed behind are still desperately resisting.

"Grenade! Grenade!!!"

"Go up the mortar company and shoot at the position below the Raksha ghost!!"

"If you can solve it with firepower, try to solve it with firepower!!"

"Gather the revolvers and form a pistol commando team!! Don't fight them in hand-to-hand combat!!"

The officers restrained their subordinates one after another and issued various orders.

Grenades slammed onto the position like raindrops.

The sound of exploding grenades shook the world.

General Musayev, who decided to stay at the command post to die for his country, was holding a telescope in his hand. Under the vision of the telescope, the Russian soldiers were like leaves swept by wind and waves, and were thrown into the air by the continuous falling shells.

His hands were shaking.

"Such a war. Such a war. Such a war."

he murmured.

The cruel side brought by industrialization was vividly displayed in front of him.

Under the roar of artillery.

Regardless of the number of brave soldiers.

None can resist.

"No one can fight such a war, right?"

he thought.

Artillery fire had begun to extend in the direction of his command post.

A few shells landed where his command post was located.

"General! Please retreat immediately!"

A staff officer said anxiously.

"retreat?"

Musayev smiled bitterly.

"Where can we retreat? Where can Russia retreat?"

"We are losing Asia!"

He said.

"You go!"

Musayev calmly issued his last order.

"General? What about you?"

"I?"

Musaev raised his head and looked at the shells whizzing past his head.

He took out the blunderbuss from his waist.

"I personally buried the east of the empire."

"It's not your fault, General."

"Really? Whose fault is it? If the empire lost the East, will it lose the future?"

Musayev calmly raised his gun and pressed it against his temple.

"The whole army was wiped out. The whole army was wiped out."

The Kremlin.

When everyone at the top of the Russian Empire, including the new Tsar Petrovich, received the news from the East, they were almost stunned by the news.

The Russian Empire's armies in the east were nearly wiped out.

Of the 1000 Cossack cavalry, only more than [-] escaped in the end.

All infantry were annihilated.

The strongholds of the Russian Empire on the Central Asian grasslands all fell into the hands of the Ming army. As a result, the Russian Empire lost all the support points of its eastern territories.

If they don't want to freeze into ice sculptures on the Siberian tundra in winter.

We can only abandon Siberia and retreat to the west of the Ural Mountains.

Without these strongholds on the Central Asian grasslands, the Asian territory of the Russian Empire has completely lost its support.

in other words
Over 200 years of expansion of the Russian Empire.

All
Lost everything!

With such a terrible result, the high-ranking officials and nobles of the Russian Empire in the Moscow Kremlin really didn't know what to say.

within a short period.

Russia. A great empire spanning Eurasia.

It became a fully European country again.

What's even more frightening is that they don't know...whether the Great Ming Empire in the east will continue to advance westward! !

"What are we going to do now?"

Petrovich spoke with great difficulty.

His voice was dry and his face was extremely gloomy.

Tens of thousands of troops.

They were all defeated in less than a month.

The strongholds built by Russia in the northern grasslands of Central Asia could not stop the Ming army's offensive for a month!
This is completely contrary to the previous experience of the Russian army in the Balkans and the Caucasus.

It is said that trenches and barbed wire are almost equivalent to invincible defense?

The European army paid the price of hundreds of thousands of lives in front of the barbed wire fence, which is difficult to break through.

The Ming Empire's army was not blocked by the fortifications carefully constructed by the Russian army.

They marched straight in, and no fortress could stop their progress.

"The Chinese used heavy artillery, a large number of heavy artillery to bombard. And the explosive power of their new gunpowder is far more powerful than black powder."

"Where did the Chinese get so much money?"

"A war consumes tens of thousands of kilograms of gunpowder? Even black powder can't hold it!"

Russian high officials sighed.

Petrovich's face became increasingly ugly.

He looked around, and finally set his sights on Lieutenant General Mikhail, who knew the most about China.

Mikhail looked up at the new tsar, sighed and said: "Your Majesty, now we need to ask the West for help!"

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