It's broken, and was picked up by a femme fatale

In the Cossack cavalry camp, a group of trembling young men and women were kneeling.

The captured Jurchen tribesmen were explained by the interpreter as being a branch of the Buryats, who lived north of Lake Baikal and had made their living by fishing and animal husbandry for generations.

The Cossack cavalry advance group broke in and killed many of their people. They also captured the young and strong men in the tribe and used them as hard labor, and the young women as maids.

Lu Yuan hated the aggressive Russians very much. In order to ensure the success of slaying the dragon, he secretly made up his mind to kill them once and for all.

Since you like it here, don't go back!

"Let's make some noodles. Ask them how many soldiers and artillery pieces the Russian exploration team has."

Talulu was a rare shrewd man in the Jurchen tribe. In the previous encounter, he dropped his weapon and surrendered early to save his life.

Because he could speak Chinese and knew a lot about the Beihai area, Lu Yuan arranged for him to be a guide.

"Chiliwala..."

After some communication, Taluk said flatteringly: "Master, the Cossacks have two to three thousand men and more than a dozen artillery pieces. The commander is called Unov, a regiment commander, and there is a priest named Tuya who can heal the sick."

Lu Yuan asked again: "Have they seen the giant ice dragon in the lake?"

“Wow wow wow…”

"Master, their ancestors have seen a water dragon called 'Lusud Khan'. It is an extremely terrifying creature. It is ten feet tall, has horns on its back, a forked tongue, black claws and silver armor, and is invulnerable to swords and spears. It especially likes to come ashore at night to steal cattle and horses from herdsmen's homes! But this monster's whereabouts are uncertain, and no one can find its lair!"

So, the Frost Dragon is not groundless.

The rosy lady's chest rose and fell, a trace of blood seeped into her pale cheeks, and her dull eyes moved rapidly.

She said to Lu Yuan: "Lake Baikal is too vast and the lake bottom is very deep. Let the carrier pigeons find the trace of the Frost Dragon as soon as possible."

Lu Yuan said: "Don't worry, Madam! I will do it immediately! However, you'd better keep an eye on the Russians in the north..."

Lady Hongfen smiled softly and said, "Are you worried that they might cause trouble?"

"I'm not too worried, I just think they're an eyesore. After all, dead Russians are the good ones!"

Lady Hongfen nodded: "3000 people, with guns and cannons, do you have enough people?"

Lu Yuan smiled strangely and said, "In the face of technology, no matter how many people there are, they are just cannon fodder. Besides, I have prepared a big gift package for them!"

Lady Hongfen looked at Lu Yuan approvingly and said, "Just do it! Even if there are any discords, I will not sit idly by."

"Thank you, Madam! With your words, I will be invincible!"

According to carrier pigeons, Lake Baikal is long and narrow, about 1,300 to 1,400 miles long from north to south and about 150 miles wide at its widest point from east to west.

In addition, the Russian base camp was thousands of miles away in the north, and Lu Yuan's entire team was transported by mules and horses, so the journey would take ten days to half a month.

After Lady Hongfen disappeared, "Dagmian" Xizizi led three Buryats to report: "Master, these desert people want to follow Yanxiang to kill Maozi!"

Oh?
Lu Yuan looked at the three tribesmen who were standing not far away, one man and two women, looking terrified and fearful.

"Master, the man's name is Yalibu, he is the second son of the old patriarch. The old patriarch was killed by the Maozi, and he swore to take revenge! The two women behind him were specially selected to be presented to the master."

Lu Yuan's heart moved, and he asked, "Where is the eldest son of the old patriarch?"

Talulu immediately reported back: "Imprisoned by Unov, used to control the entire clan!"

Hey, Unov has a pretty high level of cultural literacy, and he even knows how to "use the emperor to command the other lords"?
However, if you compare your dirty thoughts with the Chinese, it will be useless even if you spend ten thousand years on them.

"Let him come here!"

Da Lu Mian waved his hand, and Yalibu immediately trotted over to Lu Yuan with a bent back, knelt down with a "pop", and prostrated himself on the ground.

"Nuaribu, pay your respects to the master!"

Lu Yuan said calmly: "Raise your head!"

After the translation of noodles with gravy, a dark face like that of a middle-aged farmer appeared in front of Lu Yuan.

"How old are you?"

"Slave is 26 years old."

Lu Yuan looked at Talulu in surprise, and the latter nodded and said, "Master, even though he looks old, he is probably not lying. For people in the northern wilderness, being forty or fifty years old is considered a rare old age!"

So that's what was happening. Lu Yuan realized that the life expectancy of ordinary people in this era was already short, let alone the primitive tribes who lacked food and clothing.

No wonder, any priest is like a god, able to stabilize the entire tribe.

However, if that’s the case, wouldn’t I be a god among gods?

Lu Yuan immediately made a decision to use Yalib to control Lake Baikal and even eliminate the Russians who were invading from the east.

"You really want to avenge your father?"

Yalibu immediately took out a spoon from his pocket and cut a bloody wound on his face.

"The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable!"

Lu Yuan nodded: "I can help you get revenge, how can you repay me?"

Without hesitation, Yalibu placed his right hand on his heart and swore: "My people and I are willing to serve you as our master's servants for generations to come!"

Lu Yuan stared at the other person for a long time, but Yalib never showed any hesitation or fear.

"Good! Cook the noodles, give him the captured Buryats, and give him all the swords, bows, and horses seized from the Russians!"

Wow!
Become!

You can take revenge!
In his excitement, Yalib kowtowed repeatedly: "I, Yalib, swear to follow my master till death. The Eternal Heaven will surely bless my master with eternal life!"

Before Lu Yuan left, he warned: "Yalibu, remember your own oath. I will let you enjoy wealth and glory for the rest of your life. Otherwise, you and your family will pay the price for breaking your oath!"

Seeing his master turning around to leave, Yalib quickly winked at Talulu and then looked at the two girls behind him.

Da Lu Mian was quite insightful and had seen that Lu Yuan was surrounded by stunning beauties. He guessed that his master did not forget about "offering his daughter" but simply looked down on her.

He whispered in Yalib's ear: "Don't you see the master's status? How can a lowly slave girl serve him? Wait until you become the clan leader!"

Yalibu suddenly understood and thanked Daluomian for the suggestion.

Talulu led Yalib to the prisoner camp, announced Lu Yuan's decision, and gave them the nickname "Plucking Team".

It is not difficult to understand that plucking hair means pulling out the hair's lifeblood.

Lu Yuan sent a military student named Zhang Yuting to serve as the "military supervisor + instructor" of this affiliated army.

After registration, the first batch of soldiers of the "Plucking Team" totaled 108 people, each of whom could ride a horse and shoot arrows.

There is no way, this is the innate skill of the nomadic tribe.

The remaining fifty or so women served as logistics staff for the plucking team, helping with cooking, cleaning, transportation, etc.

The first problem Yalibu faced after taking office was lack of food.

Eating is a big problem. We can’t fight a war on an empty stomach, right?
Zhang Yuting smiled and pointed at the dead horses on the grassland: "They are all for you!"

In a great battle, more than half of the war horses were killed or wounded.

Although Lu Yuan looked down on this kind of crude fiber meat, it was a delicacy for the plucking team.

Bonfires soon appeared on the grassland, used for cooking, roasting, and smoking.

In short, by dawn the next day, the plucking team had harvested about 5,000 kilograms of food, and also stored a large amount of marrow bones, completely solving the food crisis.

Not only that, the leather coats and boots on the Maozi's bodies were stripped off and worn inside out by Yalib's people.

After breakfast, the entire army headed north.

After greeting Lu Yuan, Yalibu rode ahead and led the plucking team as the vanguard.

"My men, follow me and kill all those stinky Russians!"

The crowd responded with excitement. "Let's go! Kill the Russians!"

"Hey, hey! Kill!"

108 people galloped on horseback, and the various fancy riding techniques were dazzling.

In fact, the Yabuli people were a branch of the Mongols. They were almost invincible in the world during the era of cold weapons. However, they were suppressed by the Russians' firearms and defeated.

Now, with Lu Yuan's support of more powerful firearms, their spirits were immediately revived.

Watching the plucking team marching forward, Zhao Qiaoer asked hesitantly, "Yuan'er, are these northern barbarians really surrendering?"

Lu Yuan smiled and said, "Loyalty must be proven with blood! At least for now, they hate Maozi more, and I didn't pay much, which is enough."

Zhao Qiaoer asked, "Do you want to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight?"

Li Qingluan said, "It should be, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."

Lu Yuan laughed and said, "Well said, the iron is strong only when it is strong enough. Those who play with fire and get burned are usually fools who overestimate themselves and underestimate their opponents..."

Gao Mingna seemed to be thinking about something and looked at Lu Yuan with an unclear look.

With carrier pigeons in the sky and plucking teams on the ground, Lu Yuan and his team basically grasped the situation around Lake Baikal.

A week later, Yalibu recruited soldiers from small tribes along the way, and the number of plucking team members reached 160.

After discussing with Yalib, Zhang Yuting divided the front, middle and rear armies into five teams, set up eight scouts, and assigned two guards to Yalib.

In this way, the organization of the plucking team was regularized, and the mobility and division of labor were more prominent.

Suddenly, military intelligence came from the large force in the rear: the Russians were heading south with a force of about a thousand men, including two cavalry battalions and one artillery battalion.

Zhang Yuting read the intelligence carefully and said, "Yalibu, if we continue to march, we will run into the Russians in three days. The principal asked for our opinions. What do you think?"

Yalib was like a wild animal that had escaped from a cage, his eyes blazing with fire, and he shouted loudly, "No need to say anything, charge forward and kill them all!"

"Calm down! You are the captain of the vanguard now. You should consider the interests of the entire team and not always focus on personal grudges."

Yalibu was stunned and asked doubtfully: "Mr. Zhang, is it wrong to kill Maozi?"

"It's right to kill the Russians, but they can't be sacrificed in vain. We must inflict the greatest damage to the enemy while preserving our own strength as much as possible."

Yalib scratched his head and asked in confusion: "Isn't this... a little contradictory?"

Zhang Yuting smiled and said, "That's not contradictory! To put it bluntly, if we 160 people directly attack 800 Russians, we will probably be wiped out. Then you won't be able to take revenge!"

"Uh~~How should I fight?"

"According to the principal's wise instruction to 'concentrate superior forces and annihilate the enemy one by one', we must try to make the Russians split up. If we can divide them into ten teams and then find an opportunity to ambush them, we can eat them up bit by bit."

Having witnessed the annihilation of 300 elite Russian soldiers, Lu Yuan had already become a god-like existence in Yalib's heart.

He answered without hesitation: "Master, what you said must be correct, let's do it!"

So, Zhang Yuting took Yalibu and five team leaders and carefully designed several plans to lure the enemy.

The five team leaders were not well educated, so they were astounded after hearing what she said.

Oh my God, Master Lu is so powerful!
If you do this, there won’t be a single hair left!
And Yalib was not stupid either, especially he was very familiar with the terrain around Lake Baikal, so he set the battlefield in the Wild Wolf Valley.

After receiving the battle plan from the plucking team, Lu Yuan looked at it against the map and found that the plan made sense!
"Okay! Tell Yalibu and Zhang Yuting that they fought well in this battle. I will give them credit!"

After receiving the news, the morale of the plucking team was boosted.

Because Lu Yuan's special forces and Gao Mingna's light cavalry battalion will then cooperate in combat and strive to completely wipe out the Russians heading south.

There were three commanders in the Cossack cavalry that marched south: Nikolai, Dudalov, and Kilton (artillery battalion commander).

Unov was greatly shocked when he learned about the battle situation from the deserters of the vanguard battalion.

But then, he learned that this group of people were well-armed, and he immediately became greedy.

If he could wipe out this group of barbaric Orientals and acquire more powerful weapons, he would be able to conquer the entire Eastern world. By then, he might even be able to establish himself as king and be on equal footing with the Tsar.

So he sent out Nicholas, the commander of the Guards Battalion, and allocated him a cavalry battalion and an artillery battalion.

There is only one mission: to annihilate these brutal Orientals!

Although he repeatedly warned Nicholas that the Orientals were cunning and brutal and needed to be guarded against.

But Nicholas was always arrogant and looked down on the barbaric and ignorant Oriental people.

So, he agreed verbally, but didn't take it to heart at all. Instead, he thought that with 1000 versus 200, he had the advantage.

As long as the brave, fearless and invincible Cossack cavalry arrives and fires a few shots and cannons, the weak Orientals will kneel down and surrender.

As he marched quickly, he encouraged the officers: "Haha! Don't worry, the Cossack cavalry is invincible. This time we can easily chop off the heads of the Orientals. The commander will award us medals!"

Dudarov's status was lower than Nicholas's, so he naturally did not dare to question him openly.

However, Kilton was the firepower pillar of the advance group and had always been trusted by Unov, so he didn't pay much attention to the "showy" Nikolai.

"The captain has warned us to be careful... the Easterners' military tactics are very powerful!"

"Ha! Then you should know that there is a proverb in the East: A general cannot accept orders when he is away! Don't forget, I am the commander-in-chief!"

A higher-ranking official can crush a person to death. In the army, "obedience" is a law of nature. Kilton was choked to death but could do nothing about it.

But he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Soon, more than a thousand Russian soldiers arrived at the "Wild Wolf Valley". Looking at the narrow terrain, Kilton once again questioned Nicholas's ridiculous decision.

"What? Fifty people in a team, marching in a column of '1'? Are you crazy? If the enemy sets an ambush, we'll all be doomed! I can't agree to that!"

Nicholas felt that Kilton was deliberately going against him. He narrowed his eyes, suppressed his anger, and asked, "Are you trying to disobey orders?"

"I am just offering reasonable advice. Your deployment is too risky!"

"Humph! Do you think I'm a fool? Let me tell you, there are very few people from the East, and their war horses are inferior. It will take at least three days for them to arrive here!"

Seeing that the other party still insisted on his own opinion, Nikolay directly asked Dudarov for his opinion.

"Duda, do you agree with me?"

Dudarov looked into those fierce eyes and nodded reluctantly: "I have no objection."

"Haha, fine then, 2 to 1, the resolution is passed. If there is any further objection, military law will be imposed!"

Kilton was so angry that he vomited blood, but the military decision had been made and he had no room for rebuttal.

In a state of intense anxiety, he made another request: "In this case, I reserve my opinion, but my troops are slow to act, so I can only perform the rear guard mission!"

Nikolay sneered disdainfully: "What a coward! You have disgraced the Cossack cavalry!"

Kilton could only bear it silently.

So, the unjust Dudarov was arranged to be the vanguard.

Duda's Cavalry Battalion needed to cross the Wild Wolf Valley as quickly as possible to pave the way for the follow-up troops.

Teams of 50 at a time entered the long and narrow valley one after another and quickly advanced towards the southern exit.

Looking down from the sky, the Wild Wolf Valley was full of ambushes.

At the north and south ends, the special forces and the Shenwei light cavalry, who had arrived at the scene at a rapid march, jointly surrounded and blocked the area.

Lu Yuan couldn't believe it when he received the information from the carrier pigeon.

Holy shit, the Russians are so crazy that they actually sent a idiot to lead the troops? !

"Notify Zhang Yuting and Yalib that the fish is in the net. Let them move freely!"

The pigeons took off, and an ambush full of oriental wisdom quietly began. (End of this chapter)