Dominate the Country

Chapter 554: That Torghut

Compared with Gansu, especially the drought and lack of rain in western Gansu, Suiyuan City is experiencing smooth weather this year.

The lives of nomads are quietly changing. The prices of various daily necessities they need have become cheaper. The cheese and dry milk powder they used to only keep in their hands for their own consumption have become valuable. Many Mongolians sell the cheese and milk powder they have stored at home to the military's purchasing stations, and then go to merchants with silver dollars or banknotes to buy the grain, tea bricks, etc. they need.

Many people feel that it is very similar to the time when ordinary people in the Central Plains sold the fine grains in their homes and bought coarse grains.

Compared with the past, the markets in the towns around Suiyuan City are more prosperous. The emergence of business opportunities has led to the influx of merchants from the Central Plains represented by Shanxi merchants. There is also a rumor circulating on the grassland: the imperial court in the Central Plains wants to use Iron in the grassland A road has been built connecting Zhangjiakou to Suiyuan City. Horses can pull heavy carts and run quickly on this iron road. This road will also extend north through the Ulanqab League and Xilingol League. To Kulun, Outer Mongolia.

But legends are just legends. For the herdsmen at the bottom, truly improved lives are the visible benefits. It's just that their lives have not changed as dramatically as the lives of the Han people in Suiyuan City. Because fine-wool sheep are still being bred and have not been introduced on a large scale, for ordinary herders, they still lack another huge income.

As for the Han people in Suiyuan City, they can pay off their debts while still having enough food rations left at home. How happy it is for the many poor immigrants who had only one life left in the past. One thing.

Old man Lin is already very satisfied. To him, the days he is living now are rare and good days, with progress and hope. Therefore, the third son did not do any serious work, but visited the military camp from time to time, and he could only say a few words. Because Old Man Lin knew very well that their lives now depended on the protection of those soldiers and the guns in their hands.

It's one thing to just agree that his son can get close to the garrison. Even during the holidays, if the village gives rewards to the military men, every household will chip in, and he is willing to pay for it. But he would never allow his son to become a soldier! Isn’t the family so poor that they can’t take the blame?

No matter how much effort Chen Ming put into propaganda and encouragement, he could not get rid of thousands of old stubborns like Old Man Lin in the country in just a few years.

"No. Absolutely not." Lin Fangyuan's idea of ​​becoming a logistics soldier was rejected by Old Man Lin. In this era, the elders in the family are the most powerful ones. It's not that there are no unfilial animals who don't respect their parents, but there are far fewer people than there were in Chen Ming's previous life. "The family has lived a good life, so why go out and eat the hard work? The Lin family doesn't lack those acres of land."

"Dad, that's not a living wage. Without those soldiers, would we be able to live the good life we ​​have now?"

On one side is the generous military pay, and on the other side is the noble concept of "defending the home and the country." One soft and one hard, Fuhan Army's ideological education, Fuhan Army's political classes, it is not certain whether all officers and soldiers have been brainwashed, but it has brainwashed Lin Fangyuan.

But what he said didn't make sense to his father. "Why don't you work hard for food? The imperial court doesn't want you to work hard but can I give you dozens of acres of land? Do you think it's meat dumplings falling from the sky and brought by the strong wind?" So Lin Fangyuan's plan came to nothing. Today is the day for the garrison to shoot. In the past, Lin Fangyuan had already gone to pick up warheads, but today he did not go, but went to the ground with a hoe.

"Third brother, why don't you pick up the warhead?"

"Where can I have the nerve to go? I made a promise to Jiang Tuanzheng that I will definitely go to transport the troops. What are we? We are ordinary people. The ancestral graves in my hometown were covered with smoke, so I had a few words with Jiang Tuanzheng. Our father. Why is this guy so stubborn? "There are several organizations in the Suiyuan City garrison. Some are strictly controlled, and it is difficult for Lin Fangyuan to even get close. There are also relatively relaxed ones, such as the transportation group. In fact, it was only after Lin Fangyuan went there twice that he realized that the unit he touched was a transportation unit! And it is a transport group that is never complete. Because there is always a part of the army in this regiment running on the grassland.

Lin Fangyuan's transportation group was not a serious transport soldier, but a civilian soldier, or militia, who accompanied the army and was also equipped with guns. Only those who perform well and are willing to join the army can officially become members of the transportation force after completing a round-trip transportation mission.

Lin Fangyuan was about to say something more when he suddenly heard a rapid bugle sound coming from the north. He was stunned at first, and then Lin Fangyuan's entire expression changed.

"Assembly call?!" The army's assembly call, what happened?

This bugle sound came from the transportation group.

Lin Fangyuan's next reaction was to throw away the hoe and shout loudly to his little sister: "The army is blowing the rally call. I don't know what happened. I'm going to take a look. Dad will come later, so you can tell him." ”

Lin Fangyuan quickly ran to the army. When he panted and ran to the transportation group camp, he found that there were dozens of people running towards the camp with all their strength. These people were wearing casual clothes like him, many of whom Lin Fangyuan knew. , people from their village, neighboring villages, or Suiyuan City, many of whom worked with him to pick up warheads for the troops.

2 Outside the entrance of the military camp, a sergeant officer led a squad of soldiers and stood there in a solemn manner. A group of people stood in front of them, including Han people and Mongolians. Lin Fangyuan slowly stopped. He now understood that the people running here at this time were all "activists" like him. The transportation regiment's mission was probably advanced and they were about to leave. Lin Fangyuan didn't think the troops on the opposite side were joking. At this moment, he thought of his father's firm opposition, but a certain obsession in his heart made him quickly run into the team.

Lin Fangyuan became the squad leader. There were a total of twelve militiamen in their village. Lin Fangyuan stood in the line for nearly twenty minutes after joining the line, and all the talents were all present. Those who haven't arrived yet will never come again. Then they lined up in units of villages and streets.

Everyone quickly changed their military uniforms, except for the lack of military ranks, and then everyone received their own weapons. It doesn't matter if you are not skilled or even can't shoot, there is plenty of time to contact on the way.

The captain of the militia was surnamed Ma, with a single name of Ming, and a rank of sergeant. He lived up to his name, opened his throat, and said loudly to all the militiamen: "Our unit received an urgent notice today to deliver supplies to Kulun immediately. From now on, you are the militiamen accompanying the army.

The monthly salary, allowance, and casualty compensation of each of you during the war will be in accordance with the standards of the regular army. In addition, the government will also reduce and exempt your family accordingly."

"Do you have any questions now?"

It was the first time to go to Kulun with the army. Such a far place, there was a gasp in the team. But there were also people with shining eyes, such as Lin Fangyuan. Not only was he not afraid, but his hot eyes made Ma Ming take a fancy to him in the crowd at first sight.

Lin Fangyuan had a strong sense of belonging to Chen Han at the moment. In his opinion, the fact that their family could live the life they are living now is all the grace of the court.

And Lin Fangyuan also understood a truth very well-being in the army is not only for the sake of salary, but also for the sake of defending the country.

If an army can no longer fight, China, Huaxia will perish again. Just like the Mongols and the Qing Dynasty before.

Lin Fangyuan has a young heart, and being young means fighting and pioneering. Life at home is not bad, with enough food and warm clothes, but it is just too plain.

Lin Fangyuan's fighting and pioneering spirit did not make him go south to the Central Plains, but made him want to join the army. It was not because of the beautiful military uniform, but because being a soldier would make him feel proud of "dedication".

The transport group of about a thousand people drove four or five hundred large carriages and advanced to the north under the escort of one or two hundred cavalrymen. It was only past noon, and Lin Fangyuan did not wait for his father, brother, and younger sister. He was a little sad, but Jiang Tuanzheng's words echoed in his ears, "Militiamen, starting today, you are no longer ordinary people or ordinary farmers. Before the mission is completed, you are officially a member of the Fifth Transport Regiment of the Mongolian Military Region.

Militiamen are also soldiers!

I believe you will not lose face.

The biggest mission of our transport troops is to safely and on time deliver the military supplies urgently needed by the front-line troops to the hands of the front-line troops. Once you have accomplished this, your contribution will be no less than that of the front-line soldiers..." Tuanzheng's voice seemed to still echo in his ears. Lin Fangyuan turned his head and glanced at Suiyuan City behind him. Looking at the hurried figures in the green grass around him, he smiled and said, "I just want to be a soldier."

...

The northern end of Sakhalin Island has not changed much, and it still looks desolate and vast. Chen Han has concentrated more manpower and resources in the relatively warm south. The north is more of a maintenance, although this "maintenance" has also brought good new development to several strongholds in the north. In the eyes of many Sakhalin natives, this is already very prosperous.

But this development is nothing compared to the various strongholds in the south of Sakhalin Island.

In Okha, it is already remarkable that it has reclaimed about 600 to 700 acres of farmland in the surrounding area on the basis of being able to mine a large amount of coal. At least the Sakhalin Island Reclamation Bureau is very satisfied with the work here.

The ships sailing from South Sakhalin Island passed through the narrow and long Tatar Strait and directly entered the entrance of Heilongjiang River.

Many people don’t know what the Tatar Strait is. It is the dividing line between Sakhalin Island and the mainland, and it is also the narrowest place between the two sides. It runs from north to south for 1,300 miles, and the width varies from north to south. It is narrower in the north, 15 miles, and gradually widens to the south. The widest part in the south is about 700 miles.

This is a very dangerous waterway. The shallowest part is less than three feet, and they have not yet measured the deepest part. The terrain at the bottom of the gorge is very rugged, and the water depth varies greatly. However, there are many bays along the Tatar Strait that are suitable for port construction. The old Russians in the last time and space found a series of deep-water ports here, forming the Suwei Port Bay. The water surface is wide and is a natural barrier to resist wind and waves.

The fleet rested in one of the bays for two days, and at the same time supplied the stronghold deep in the bay with food, meat, knives, axes, nails, ropes and other tools, as well as a small number of oxen and a few carpenters.

There was certainly no floating ice in the Tatar Strait in mid-May, but in late March, two of Chen Han's ships were hit by floating ice in the Tatar Strait. One sank, and the other was lucky enough not far from a stronghold and returned with difficulty.

This place is a natural channel for cold and warm currents. The cold current from the Sea of ​​Okhotsk in the north flows south through the strait, and the warm current from the Malay Sea in the south also crosses the Sea of ​​Japan and goes northward. The two currents meet in the Tatar Strait, and the inertia in the Tatar Strait Dense fog forms, especially at the turn of spring and summer, which greatly affects ship navigation. Moreover, the dimensions here are high, the temperature is low, and there are often floating ice in the strait before and after the ice is frozen, which adversely affects navigation.

Even in April, there are still some thin ice floes remaining on the sea. Although the ice floes are very small and thin, it is already April, and it is really depressing.

After the beginning of spring, the ice and snow at Xinjiangkou melted, and the Qing and Russian coalition forces surrounding the outside had to choose to retreat because reinforcements from the Fuhan Army arrived. Although the number of the latter is not too large, they have the solid Xinjiangkou as their support. They rely on absolutely intensive firepower operations and maintain an appropriate distance at all times, so that the Russian army and the Qing army, which have absolute strength advantages, can only face the enemy head-on. Hard anus, but after suffering two losses, I will never be fooled again.

Compared with last year, Xinjiangkou has improved to a certain extent. After the ice and snow melted, local labor reform prisoners and soldiers have been constructing Xinjiangkou. When a large number of Korean slave laborers and marines sent from the rear arrived, the construction of Xinjiangkou It's even raised a level. Now all the facilities that should be there are really available here. The pier continued to expand, and even a dock was dug, and they built their own boats. The fish catch in Heilongjiang is still very abundant, which is a great supplement to the Xinjiang Estuary.

Moreover, these small boats can be used as hauling tools in Heilongjiang.

Just when the fleet arrived at Xinjiangkou, Deng Yun, the leader of Xinjiangkou, had already led two teams of soldiers on six small warships, each of which was towing a small boat they made themselves. , and go up the river to Heilongjiang.

Just like the Russians relied on rivers to cross the entire Siberia, the Fuhan Army also had to rely on rivers to completely conquer this vast and unfamiliar land.

But at this time, Deng Yun did not know that the Russians, whom he considered the main opponents, had already rushed to Lake Baikal in a hurry.

These people received orders to return. Lake Baikal, the core interest of the Russians in Siberia, is facing a fatal threat. No one can guarantee when the Mongolian Fuhan Army will launch an attack on Irkutsk. Before the Russians left, the Torgut tribe left earlier.

From the outer Xing'an Mountains to Lake Baikal, from the north of Lake Baikal to the south of Lake Baikal, and then from Lake Baikal to the outer northeast in the wind and snow, the number of people killed and injured in battle was not as many as those lost due to illness, and even more of the horses Skinny and skinny.

The main force of the Fuhan Army's 1st Cavalry Brigade, which entered Inner Mongolia for the second time, has launched a new round of offensive on Lake Baikal. This offensive not only involved the Fuhan Army's cavalry brigade, but also some tribes from Outer Mongolia sent troops to follow Chen Kaishan.

Because in late April, Chen Hui, who had just arrived in Beijing a few days ago, had already set off for Chengde. But earlier than his departure was the Khalkha Mongolian prince of Outer Mongolia.

You can predict what happens next.

Chen Hui warmly received the four Khalkha Mongolian nobles in Chengde. In a peaceful atmosphere, he acknowledged the soul boy that Khalkha had found. Just now, news came from Zhangjia III that Tase VIII had appointed Zhe. Buzundamba IV, Norbu Zangtu Patanwangshuk, was the son of Sonomudash, the eighth uncle of Darase. Very haha, right?

As long as Chen Hui agrees with this issue on behalf of Chen Han, Chen Han's sincerity will be revealed. The four Khalkha tribes will then express their surrender to Chen Han. Then they will go to Beijing, and then to Nanjing...

"Hasn't Zhang Jia contacted Turgut yet?" Chen Ming asked, looking at the large map in front of him.

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