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Chapter 542 The shepherd who came to pay taxes

With a "boom" sound, the moving armored vehicle made a crisp sound of metal hitting from where the engine was located at the front of the vehicle. After driving another ten meters, it slowly stopped in the middle of the muddy road.

The commander and gunner who were driving the car climbed out of the top cover and opened the engine cover with tools. The commander lowered his head and checked for a long time, but he didn't know what was wrong.

At this time, Fan Tong, who was wearing a steel helmet and a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, popped up from the top of the command position. He sighed helplessly and asked, "What's going on?"

After the Battle of Outer Mongolia started, it was said that Fan Tong and Liu Sheng should be at the headquarters in Kyaktu, but this guy wanted to get addicted to "Armored Torrent", so Liu Sheng asked Fan Tong to set off first with the armored troops, and the two of them

It was agreed to meet at Thasartai, four hundred miles north of Kulun, on July 9.

It’s really strange. Ever since the North Korean Navy’s armored vehicle troops set off from Kyakhta, Fan Tong has been like the god of plague. Whichever car he gets on, something will go wrong. Now the armored troops have just crossed the distance from Kyakhta.

310 miles south of Kutler Narsutai, he has already changed his car to his third car, averaging one car every 100 miles.

Fortunately, Fan Tong was not riding in the lead vehicle, otherwise the convoy behind would have to stop and wait, which would affect the troop's mobility. During the maintenance period, a dozen armored vehicles following behind him passed by one after another.

The commander only left one car behind, and he urged the others to continue heading south.

According to the march plan, the armored vehicle unit must arrive at Tashartai Station 210 miles away today. The Kulun North Road Military Station from Kyaktu to Kulun has a total of 12 stations, with a total length of 920 miles. Tasaltai is the eighth station.

It is located south of the Hadamar Mountain and north of the Hala River, 520 miles away from Kyaktu, almost in the middle of the entire route.

After contacting the maintenance team at the rear, the other party asked the faulty vehicle to return to the Kutlenarsu Station three kilometers away for maintenance. The Northern Navy Armored Forces had a temporary repair yard there. After more than half an hour of tossing, the faulty vehicle was left behind.

The armored vehicle was towed by steel cables and turned around with great difficulty and drove towards the Kutelnarsu Station.

As a temporary repair yard, the Kutelnarsu Station is not large in scale. It originally had six thatched houses, four for accommodation, two for warehouses, and several livestock sheds. However, according to Kullun's

In response to the order to "retreat across the entire line, strengthen the walls and clear the country", the post soldiers used a fire to reduce all buildings and things that could not be taken away to rubble before leaving.

After the Northern Navy occupied this place, they simply cleaned up the ruins; set up several tents, built simple fortifications, and used barbed wire to surround the post station to prevent wild animals. The most conspicuous thing in the empty site is a building made of steel pipes and logs.

The three-meter-high gantry is mainly used for hoisting engines.

When Fan Tongyi arrived at the inn, it was almost dusk, and they saw a 10-ton high-chassis crawler transport truck parked in the yard. This thing was for the maintenance team, and Zhao Xin bought it from another time and space.

The price is not expensive, the leather is durable, and the off-road capability is no problem. It also comes with a body that is more than four meters long, which can hold both people and maintenance tools and parts. It is definitely a must-have artifact for traveling in Outer Mongolia in the 18th century.

After the faulty car was parked, several maintenance workers opened the front machine cover and exposed the engine and gearbox inside. The engine, pipelines, and fire protection system were checked. When the gearbox was found, the problem was finally found.

"The side rails fell off." The leader of the maintenance team is Zhao Mao, who is also Maosuke in Zhao Xin's "Seven Samurai". He and Wan Zao were the first to join the civil affairs tractor operator team, driving first and then repairing. After five or six years,

Rich in experience. Zhao Mao finished reading the armored vehicle maintenance manual that Zhao Xin asked someone to translate last year. He is now considered the "number one" in repairing armored vehicles and tractors in Beihai Town.

"How could this happen?!" The gear edge falling off is not a minor problem. Fan Tong knew that the gearbox might also be broken.

"It should be that the bearings were not preheated according to the technical manual requirements during previous repairs. In order to save trouble, the cold bearings were hammered into place with a sledgehammer. The edge of the bearing was cracked and invisible to the naked eye. After driving, the edge part gradually fell off, causing the gearbox body

destruction."

"What a nonsense!"

Hearing Fan Tong's roar, the 19-year-old commander stood aside with a blushing face and felt ashamed. He was the one who did this, just to save trouble.

Ordinarily, to form an armored force, you must first start with theoretical study, and then get on the vehicle for internship. However, for the Beihai Navy, which generally has a low cultural foundation, theoretical study is really difficult to understand. Although each tank commander is issued

It is a thick maintenance manual, but most people still know it but don’t know why, and they still cannot fully grasp the equipment management and support construction.

"Young man, please remember better!" Fan Tong sighed and patted the young commander on the shoulder to express comfort. Punishment was a matter for his superior company commander, and Fan Tong was more concerned about whether it could be repaired.

"Can it be fixed?"

Zhao Mao said with a relaxed look: "We need to get a new gearbox. I happen to have two spare sets here. Don't worry, chief."

After hearing this, Fan Tong said with relief: "Then you should work harder, fix it today, and be on your way tomorrow morning."

The accompanying staff officer went to send a report to Kyakhta and the front troops. Fan Tong was fine. He looked around in the post station, and then took two guards to a grass-covered mound outside the barbed wire fence to enjoy the scenery.

The scenery on the prairie in June is indeed infinitely beautiful. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the endless green grass seems to be lined with a layer of gold, so green that one's heart trembles; the tributary of the Orkun River on the east side of the station flows quietly and sparkles.

Lin. On the river bank meadow one kilometer away to the south, dozens of sheep were being driven back to the pen by herdsmen. A newly built yurt was smoking, and a child was playing with his dog in front of the door.

Just like what Agui said to Qianlong, Khalkha Mongolia is not Monan Mongolia. Ninety-nine percent of the people here make a living by herding and live in pursuit of water and grass. Only in the city of Khovd can there be farming, and the wilderness is clear.

No. What's more, all the stations on Kulun North Road are located in the hilly areas of the Selenge River Basin with rich water and grass, which is a good place for grazing.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The North Navy has been in Kyaktu for several years, and the herdsmen of various alliance flags within hundreds of miles have heard of this prestigious army.

Not only is he a fierce fighter, but he is also kind to the common people. Some poor herdsmen cross the border to hunt and herd. When the patrol team of the Northern Navy encounters them, they will not drive them away. After checking, they will be allowed to leave on their own. Sometimes they will exchange dry food for the other party to call them.

of prey.

You must know that before the Northern Navy captured Eastern Siberia, the Qing Dynasty and Russia imposed very severe penalties on cross-border hunting. According to the provisions of the "Brensky Treaty", if someone from both sides hunts across the border, not only their prey but also their weapons will be confiscated after being caught.

, saddles, and all other belongings, they were also given a hundred canes to serve as a warning.

Faced with such beautiful scenery, Fan Tong wanted to recite a poem or sing a song, but as soon as he started to brew his emotions, he was interrupted by the buzzing of mosquitoes around him. The more fertile the grass is on the prairie in summer, the more beautiful the water is, which means that

There were countless mosquitoes. Fortunately, he and his men wore anti-mosquito hats, long clothes and long trousers, and sprayed mosquito repellent on their bodies, otherwise they would have been covered in bites.

Before the setting sun disappeared over the horizon, Fan Tong, who had returned to his tent, received a report from the sentry that a Mongolian herdsman led a horse and carried two tied sheep to the outside of the post station. The infantry squad responsible for stationing here

There was a Buryat soldier named Baoyinlig. After some questioning, he found out that the herdsman was here to pay taxes.

"Pay tax? What tax?" Fan Tong was a little surprised. The Beihai Navy did not require herders to pay taxes.

"Chief, the situation is like this. In the past, the owners of the Zasak banner would tax the herdsmen below. Now those princes Taiji and others have gone south, and the herdsmen have come to pay us taxes."

"Oh, that's it!" Fan Tong suddenly realized that he still knew something about this matter.

In this era, the Mongolian princes and Taiji levied taxes on their subjects in kind, based on the number of cattle and sheep. The calculation ratio of cattle and sheep was one to five. For example, if there were more than five cattle or twenty sheep, the tax rate would be

One sheep will be taxed; if there are forty sheep, two sheep will be taxed; if there are not five cows, the tax will be collected as one cow takes three pots of corn.

The question is, how can the herdsmen get the corn if they don't cultivate the land? It's simple. First, they sell the sheep for money, and then use the money to buy rice. Inside and outside, they have to be exploited twice before paying taxes.

That's what they say, but in fact, in order to plunder more wealth, the princes and nobles often increase temporary apportionments. These temporary apportionments basically have no quota and have extremely many names. As a result, the majority of herdsmen are becoming increasingly poor. Once they encounter natural disasters

, often unable to stand on their own, either fleeing from the country or selling themselves into slavery.

Fan Tong immediately said to the sentry: "Go and tell that man that our Beihai Navy does not have these rules. How many sheep can we buy and ask him if he wants salt or grain."

"yes!"

A few minutes later, Zhuangdingbulgude, who belonged to the right-wing Zuomo Banner of the Tuxie Tuhan tribe, heard from Baoyinlig that no tax was collected. His mouth opened wide in disbelief. However, what filled his heart was not joy, but joy.

He was so panicked that he didn't even listen to his subsequent talk about buying sheep.

The reason why Burgud is like this can be explained by a Mongolian saying: There is no Albatu without Noyan, and there is no Noyan without Albatu. The so-called "Noyan" is the lord, and

"Albatu" means civilians.

The Mongols under the rule of the Manchu Qing Dynasty were divided into four classes: secular lords, monk lords, civilians and slaves. Among them, the civilians were divided into two classes. The first was the free people, including Jianding and Dududing. Among them, Jianding was

Soldiers belong to Zasak; Dududing belongs to temples, that is, novice monks and lamas. The second is people, including Suiding, Lingding, temple Ding, Zhuangding, etc.

Sui Ding is responsible for the taxes and other obligations of the prince to whom he belongs, and he is exclusively responsible for the prince and has no responsibility for the flag; Ling Ding is the person who guards the tombs for the princes and nobles; Temple Ding belongs to the temple and the Zasak Lama; Zhuang Ding refers to the person who is with the sect.

The masters were farmers engaged in farming and herding. Although these various "ding" were not like slaves who could be bought, sold and pawned by the lord at will, their status was low, almost the same as domestic slaves.

For Zhuang Dingbulgude, who is the right-wing left-most bannerman of the Tuxie Tuhan tribe, since the Northern Navy has defeated the original lord Taiji and occupied a large area of ​​grassland on the river bank, then they are the new local lords and will pay their dues.

Taxation is a matter of course.

Burgude's actions made the Beihai Navy on duty at the door dumbfounded. Baoyinlig spent a long time talking, and finally made the other party understand that the Beihai Navy did not collect taxes from the poor herdsmen.

“You really don’t charge taxes?”

"No!" Hearing the decisive words of the sentry on duty, Bulgud finally felt relieved. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that the sentry seemed to have mentioned that the sheep could be exchanged for salt.

"Do you have any salt? I thought...I wonder if I could trade some with you? It doesn't take much, just a small bag is enough."

"Yes! Our leader said that we can buy some sheep from you with grain and salt."

At this time, Burgud was finally overjoyed. He said to the sentry with gratitude: "Can I change some of them? Grain and salt. If you have tea, I would also like to change."

A deal was negotiated, both parties were happy, and Fan Tong also came out to watch the fun. When Bulgude heard that the fat man with a big smile in front of him was a senior official of the Northern Navy, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed in gratitude, which made Fan Tong also pay attention.

Not feeling the fishy smell on the other person's body, he stepped forward to help him up and comforted him with a few words. Only then did he realize that the seemingly middle-aged Mongolian in front of him was just in his early twenties and had two sons.

The younger one is five years old and the younger one is three years old.

"Why didn't you run to Cullen?"

"Everyone goes there, there are too many people, the cattle and sheep are crowded together, it is easy to get sick, and there is no food."

"You flag masters don't care?"

"The young one is not an archer, so you don't have to listen to him about herding."

"How was your day?"

"As long as there are no corvees, we can make ends meet. If there is a natural disaster or something, the whole family will go hungry."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The night in Mobei in midsummer is still quite cool, the average temperature is only seven degrees above zero. The people in the mechanical repair team are still seizing the time to make repairs, and Fan Tong asks the cooking soldiers to kill only

The sheep were made into soup for everyone to beat as a tooth sacrifice. Bulgude went over to help. He could see from the clumsy movements of the cooking soldiers that these "Bodhisattva soldiers" were not good at killing sheep.

The Mongols had their own way of slaughtering sheep, and the technique was very clean and neat, which was an eye-opener for Fan Tong. Burgud and the cooking soldiers put the sheep down on a clean ground and laid them down, and then he used a knife to kill the sheep.

A two-inch long hole was stabbed in the lower part of the chest. Then Burgud reached into the abdominal cavity, pierced the sheep's thoracic diaphragm with his fingers, then extended into the chest cavity, used his fingers to feel for the aorta in the spine, and pulled it out.

Pull it off. At the same time, in order to let the sheep's blood flow into the chest quickly, Bulgude asked the cooking soldier to cover the sheep's mouth with his hands to suffocate it.

The next step was to peel off the skin, first the middle part, then the upper part and the tail. Burgüde's technique was very fast. It only took ten minutes to peel off a complete sheepskin. After that, it was disemboweling, removing the internal organs, and then inserting the limbs into the chest and diaphragm.

The inside of the mouth of the membrane makes the chest cavity form a bucket shape so that the sheep blood can be concentrated in the chest cavity.

"Quickly pick off some pieces of meat, including eggs and kidneys!" Fan Tong was already waving his index finger at this time, and the bonfire to drive away mosquitoes was also lit in the open field. He planned to grill some meat skewers.

At this point, all the rest of the work can be done by the cooking soldiers. But when Bulgude helped the cooking soldiers move the disemboweled sheep into the kitchen, he was immediately attracted by the shiny cooking utensils. He looked at

He looked at the aluminum pots of different sizes on the stove and wooden shelves with an envious look in his eyes.

After being busy for a while, until the fresh mutton and large bones began to cook and the aroma came out, Bulgud walked out of the kitchen. When he saw the blazing bonfire in the courtyard, he frowned and looked through the firelight.

After finding Baoyinlige, he said a few words, then walked quickly to the door, got on his horse, and ran to his yurt.

The sentry on duty at the door was very surprised and said loudly: "Huh? Why did he leave without taking anything?"

Baoyinlige came over and explained: "He said we didn't put hay or cow dung in the fire, and the smoke wasn't strong enough to drive away the mosquitoes. Go back and get some for us."

More than half an hour later, Burgud rode back with a cloth bag on his horse, filled with dried cow dung. He carried the bag and walked to the bonfire and bowed to Fan Tong, who was eating barbecue.

He bowed and poured half a bag of cow dung into the fire. In an instant, a thick cloud of white smoke rose up. Not only did the mosquitoes run away, but Fan Tong also ran away.

Later, in order to thank this simple herdsman, Fan Tong not only gave Bulgude a fifty kilogram bag of flour, a kilogram of refined salt and a bag of tea, but also asked the cooking soldiers to bring him a large aluminum pot with a diameter of 40 centimeters.

he.

Fan Tong's move shocked Burgud, and he refused repeatedly. Although he wanted it very much, metal cooking utensils were too precious to the people on the grassland. In the past, when they exchanged things from Shanxi merchants, five sheep were lost.

It couldn't be exchanged for a small iron pot. In Burgud's opinion, such a big pot was worth at least twenty sheep. That was half of his family property and he really couldn't afford it.

But when Fan Tong smiled and stuffed the aluminum pot into Burgud's arms without any explanation, and asked Baoyinlige to translate that it was for him, the other man suddenly threw himself on the ground and trembled.

He sobbed, said a few words in a hoarse voice, then stood up, put the large and small bags on the horse, led the horse and disappeared into the darkness.

It wasn't until everyone was gone that Fan Tong casually asked Baoyinlige, "What did he just say?"

"He said that no matter where you are grazing in the future, even if it is thousands of miles away, as long as you use him, he will come and work for you with just a greeting!"


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