After An Sanxi read the letter, he asked the messenger to go down and rest.
"Immediately summon officers above the battalion level for a meeting. Lay out the map." An Sanxi ordered.
After a while, all the military leaders, large and small, arrived at the Chinese army's tent. An Sanxi was working on the map with red and blue pencils with his head down. He kept measuring the distance with a ruler and converting it into actual kilometers.
"The master has a new combat mission for us. You bastards, you have been on the road to Nanshan for more than ten days. One by one, you have eaten when you are full, you will sleep, you will wake up and eat. You are almost like a pig." An Sanxi nodded.
He raised his head and cursed.
Everyone was brought out by him single-handedly, and they all knew his temper very well, and they were scolded to death. They all laughed and didn't take it seriously.
In this extremely cold season, there is nothing to do. We can only hide in the camp. There is strong wind all day long, and there are big smoke cannons outside the camp. There is really nothing to do.
Save your training, don't cause frostbite and reduce the number of troops. That will deduct points in the officer assessment.
Therefore, they all ate mutton and hotpot every day and drank the spirits they brought. Some of them seduced the little Mongolian girl into falling in love.
An Sanxi didn't bother to care about them. In this crazy weather, safety was the first priority. At least he wouldn't get frostbite if he stayed in a yurt.
"Stand at attention, deploy combat missions now." An Sanxi put down his pencil and shouted.
Suddenly, these bastards, like rabbits with arrows in their butts, jumped up reflexively. They all stood upright.
"Come here and look at the map. Here, on the southern edge of Hongjila, there are 100,000 Han slaves growing corn here. At present, they all live in the tunnels they dug. The master asked us to go here and collect them
Rescue them all."
Wang Hao looked at it for a while and estimated that it was about five hundred kilometers away from Tuxie Tuhan, which was not very close.
Wang Hao, the leader of the reconnaissance team, asked: "Tou An, are there any Mongolians watching them?"
Wang Hao clearly knows what it means to farm on the grassland. The Mongols will definitely guard such an important farming base closely.
An Sanxi said: "It's winter now and traffic is cut off. It's just like when we raided Tushetu Khan and no one around knew about it. Lin Danhan never thought that we would cross the southern territory of Chechen Khan to attack here and kidnap these Han slaves.
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"According to reliable intelligence, there are only five thousand-strong Chahar cavalry there. There are no other troops. Besides, except for us, other tribes do not have the ability to fight and march in the field during this season. They are all huddled in the winter camp and suffering.
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Che Xiaolin, commander of the First Cavalry Division, asked: "Tou An, it's not a big deal for us to cross the Chechen Khan's territory. After all, there is no one in the wild. Even if the Chechen Khan knew that there were troops crossing his territory, he would not
He will risk leaving the wintering camp. As long as we don't hit him, he will be fine."
Wang Peng, commander of the Third Cavalry Division, said: "There are only 5,000 people. If we send a regiment, it will be enough to defeat them. But what will we do after we eliminate these people? Should we bring them here? We can't support 100,000 people here."
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The tribe of Tuxie Tuhan only had enough cattle and sheep to feed themselves. Now the cavalry army only eats the food they brought. If these Han people were brought here, there would definitely not be enough food.
An Sanxi nodded and said: "These gentlemen have considered it. We sent five groups to ride camels. We brought 70,000 camels. One camel can carry two people. It is enough to bring them back. After the rescue is successful, don't
Go back here and go directly to Duolun City. It’s the only place on the grassland that has enough food to feed these 100,000 people.”
Sutong measured it on the map with a ruler and said: "It takes five hundred kilometers to get to the farming camp from here, and three hundred and eighty kilometers to get to Duolun from there. Fortunately, in this season, there are no roads in the wilderness.
There will be people, and it is safe enough except for the severe cold. As long as the cold protection is taken care of, these people should be able to arrive safely."
Han Wu said: "Don't take it lightly. This is Lin Dan Khan's pet peeve. You also know what the agricultural base on the grassland means. This is a heart-wrenching battle for Lin Dan Khan. He may send troops to chase him at all costs. We still have to
Get ready for battle."
An Sanxi thought for a while and said: "Organize five cavalry regiments, bring an additional camel artillery battalion, and a Gatling gun battalion to follow. And bring enough military coats and food. We should be able to do it.
Rescue them safely to Toronto."
"My master attaches great importance to this operation. He planned it for two years and put in a lot of effort. Therefore, we can only succeed but not fail. I will personally lead the team there."
"Che Xiaolin, you stay here, take command on my behalf, and manage this place well. Next spring, I will take you to attack the territory of Zasak Tuhan and support the master's attack on Guihua City from the north."
"Well, I promise to complete the task."
In the early morning of the next day, the five cavalry regiments and two fire support battalions that had completed their preparations left the warm camp tents again with enough supplies and 70,000 camels. They got into the snowstorm and embarked on a new journey.
journey.
At the same time, in a place called Saihantuin, there are crisscrossing rivers and abundant water and grass. The Baiyinwula Mountain in the distance blocks the cold wind blowing from Siberia, making it a good place to take shelter from the wind.
This place is dotted with dense cellars, and 20,000 households of Han slaves and some single men live here. After a year of hard work, they have developed the pastures here into corn fields.
In the center of the camp, there is a two-story cabin.
This is the residence of Tian Zili. He is the son-in-law of the Golden Family and a respected Tabu Nang. His residence is naturally the best.
There was a fireplace burning in the cabin, and it was as warm as spring. A complete black bearskin was spread on the floor.
Tian Zili is nineteen years old this year. The wind and rain on the grasslands in the past two years have made him much stronger and darker. Next to him, his wife, a princess of Mongolia, is holding the child of their love, a six-month-old daughter.
, sitting by the fireplace and warming up.
She knew that her man had not been happy recently because her Abu (the Mongolian name for father) had been refusing to let him take her back to Han.
In fact, she is unwilling to go to Han Dynasty. She is full of fear of unknown places. She only hopes that her man can always be by her side and live on this grassland.
"Consort, princess, the milk tea is ready." Xiaocui came over with a tray.
There are two porcelain bowls on a mahogany tray, with boiled Mongolian milk tea in them.
Lu Shouli took Xiao Cui, held the child, and two big dogs. He followed the slave escort team to Lin Danhan's territory. The princess took a fancy to the gentle and well-behaved Xiao Cui, and took their family over as domestic slaves.
Lu Shouli looked after the gate and chopped firewood to light the fire. Xiaocui worked as the cook, washing clothes and cooking. The two big dogs looked after the house and the courtyard. In this way, their family settled down in the consort's house.
Lu Shouli relied on his alertness and ability to quickly become the prince's trusted confidant. He knew that the prince-in-law was planning to return to the Ming Dynasty, and this was what he wanted from his heart.
"Shou Li, come to my study later. I have something for you to do." Tian Zili said.
Lu Shouli's heart trembled. Is there any plans for his return? He has been looking forward to this day for too long.