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Chapter 1178(2/2)

But now, the Ming army can fight with the French army inextricably. The most important thing is that the Ming army is well-equipped.

Moreover, the Ming army's artillery shells seemed endless.

Even the gun shelter holes in their trenches were dug out mechanically and then assembled from pure steel components.

Ming Dynasty's logistical supplies are really amazing.

Looking at the supplies of the French army, Napoleon's heart was bleeding.

The road behind is muddy and the train line only goes to Kiev.

The five to six hundred kilometers long muddy road is filled with oxcarts, horse-drawn carriages and groups of animal-drawn vehicles.

In order to ensure logistics, Napoleon requisitioned almost all the cattle and horses in France.

Now French farmers can only rely on manpower to farm.

Fortunately, there is such a thing as a human-powered tricycle.

The soldiers fought bloody battles on the front line, but each of them could only receive 300 grams of bread per day.

Looking at the soldiers who were getting thinner, Napoleon had no choice. He always had to ensure that the supply of ammunition was given priority!

When he thought of the Ming soldiers hiding in the trenches eating canned beef and nibbling flatbreads between battles, Napoleon felt itchy with hatred.

He also wanted his soldiers to eat canned beef, but...!

But the ox has to be used to pull the cart and cannot be killed!

Breakfast was served, and His Majesty the Emperor couldn't even eat an egg.

Just a few slices of bread and two French sausages.

Although eggs are cheap, the losses on the road are staggering. I don’t know how the Ming army could transport so many eggs from the rear.

Following Napoleon's order, the French army began to attack the Ming army again.

But after being covered by artillery fire, when the French army cautiously climbed up to the Ming army's position, they were surprised to find that the Ming army had abandoned their position.

The Ming army retreated!

Li Yuan and Bayan were lying on the wall of Tsaritsin and basking in the sun.

After three days of fighting, they were finally able to withdraw and rest.

When the Mongolian camp left, there were 410 people, but now there are only more than 320 people who have returned.

There are fifty or sixty lightly wounded people here.

"Battal Commander, we were told to replenish new recruits. When will we be replenished?

This new recruit needs training, otherwise he won't survive a day on the battlefield." Bayan still ate canned beef habitually.

I don’t know where this guy got the canned beef from, but he just eats it whenever he has nothing to do.

People tend to lose weight as they fight, but looking at this guy from Li Yuan, he seems to have gained a lot of weight.

Take a bite of canned beef instead of taking a sip from the kettle.

Li Yuan grabbed the kettle and took a sip as well.

It's fine in the mouth, but when it reaches the throat it feels like it's on fire. When it enters the stomach, it makes you want to rebel!

The Ming Dynasty’s Shao Daozi is definitely well-deserved.

This has to be said to be another magical skill of Bayan, no matter where the battle is, no matter how fierce the fight is.

He can always get high-purity burnt knives, and it is definitely a pleasure to take a sip of this stuff in the cold Russian winter.

Li Yuan always wondered whether this guy might have a secret wine-making equipment!

"Don't worry!

The soldiers we have recruited have all been trained at the Xi'an Reinforcement Center for more than three months.

The last time so many veterans were sent back, they were to serve as instructors for these new recruits, teaching them how to survive on the battlefield.

I know what you are thinking, the supplementary troops are still Mongols.

As mentioned above, since the Mongols have shed blood with us, they will be brothers from now on.

From now on, whatever the people of the Ming Dynasty will have, you Mongolia will have it. The head of the regiment said it himself, and it cannot be wrong."

"What the leader said...does it work?"

Hearing Bayan's question, Li Yuan immediately opened his eyes.

Bayan was a little embarrassed: "I mean, the leader can't control the Geritu leader."

"The leader can't control it, so the commander can't control it?

Let me tell you, the whole world must listen to our commander-in-chief.

We come here to fight to clean up these bastards who don't listen to the commander-in-chief."

"Did the commander say this?" Bayan's eyes sparkled.

"Of course! How else would the leader say it?"

"Then we Mongolians can also be officials? I mean, just like the soldiers who were reinstated in the Ming Dynasty, we became workers in factories and officials in local places."

"That's right! Since the leader said it, there's nothing wrong with it.

Anyway, our Ming Dynasty has no precedent of treating its heroes poorly.

I don’t know if your Mongolian camp will be able to go to Liaodong when it returns, but it will definitely be resettled.

From now on, you bird-headed people, you don’t have to be afraid of them. With Da Ming behind you, what are you afraid of?"

"Yeah!" Bayan stuffed a large piece of canned beef into his mouth and took another sip of wine.

I feel so happy!

The two of them looked at the bottom of the city wall. Groups of Russians walked out of the city and retreated east across the bridge.

There are old people, children, and women, but there are no young men.

There were 600,000 people in Tsaritsyn, and Kutuzov recruited almost all the men of the right age in the city.

The so-called suitable age refers to all men from sixteen to sixty years old.

In this way, he suddenly had hundreds of thousands of troops to defend Tsaritsyn.

The Ming army held the front line, and these newly recruited Russians trained all day on the east bank of the Volga River.

The military uniforms have not yet arrived, and many people are still wearing civilian clothes.

Li Yuan saw that their training was a bit funny, especially when the Russians couldn't tell the difference between turning left and right. He and Bayan both laughed out loud.

"That's it? Tie a white cloth strip on your arm, pick up a shabby rifle, and you're a soldier?"

"Someone is better than none. Look at those guns. We seized them from the battlefield. I don't know where the Russians got those bullets."

"Why did those people crawl on the ground for a long time without firing? Our recruit training is not like this.

I remember that in one week in the recruit company, I fired two to three hundred rounds of ammunition."

"You should be like us, the Russian army's bullets are valuable.

I heard that many Russian soldiers can only shoot five bullets after training. Some Russians can only shoot five bullets from the time they join the army until their death."

The two brothers looked at each other and were speechless. This is the difference in national power!

After a while! Bayan suddenly asked:

"That, the hairy girl from Zhangjiakou, is her hair really golden?"
Chapter completed!
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