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

Yalib had been a good hunter since he was young, and he keenly realized that his master was questioning him.

Lu Yuan's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.

He wants to enforce military law!

Yalibu's eyes changed from confusion to hesitation, and then to clarity in an instant.

"My Lord, I know what you mean."

Lu Yuan has been marching arduously these days, always leading the charge in every battle. After being baptized by iron and blood, his peak Heavenly Master level can be easily broken.

Therefore, the change in Yalib's eyes did not escape his scrutiny.

He continued to ask: "Has Instructor Zhang announced the "Yanxianghui Military Discipline" to you?"

"My Lord, it has been announced."

"How will you punish those who withhold food rations?"

"One demerit, 1 military sticks!"

"As a superior, how should he be punished for neglecting his duties and failing to supervise?"

Yalib's face turned ugly, but he still answered honestly: "One serious offense, 1 military sticks!"

Lu Yuan turned to Zhang Yuting and said, "Replenish the prisoners' rations, identify those responsible for the incident, and enforce the law in public."

Zhang Yuting stood at attention and said, "Yes! I obey your orders!"

Lu Yuan then looked at Kilton and asked, "Do you have any other opinions?"

Kilton shook his head: "General, I have no objection."

Nicholas thought Lu Yuan was young, so he pressed his limits: "I am the commander-in-chief, and I need to rest in a separate tent."

Lu Yuan shook his head and refused: "No!"

Nicholas was anxious, pointing at Kilton and shouting, "How could he have it?"

Because he surrendered after the negotiations, Lu Yuan gave Kilton a small tent and allowed him and his personal guards to stay there.

However, Kilton did not use it himself, but used it to accommodate the wounded soldiers in his camp.

After hearing this, Lu Yuan just laughed it off.

Nicholas was indignant about this and took the opportunity to incite the prisoners to riot, clearly hoping to bargain and gain benefits for himself.

Lu Yuan glanced at the supervisor of the plucking team.

Zhang Yuting reiterated the Yanxiang Society’s prisoner policy.

The main eight provisions include "no killing if you surrender your guns", "prohibition of cruel killing" and "differential preferential treatment".

It was obvious that Kilton voluntarily laid down his arms and surrendered, while Nicholas was captured and naturally had no right to preferential treatment.

Lu Yuan concluded with great vigor: "In short, if you obey orders, seriously reflect on yourself, and actively reform yourself, you will not be punished."

At this time, the logistics woman of the plucking team brought half a dead horse, made a fire, cut and cooked it, and made up for the meat that was withheld from the Russian prisoners.

When they saw that there was really meat to eat, most of the Russians immediately left Nicholas and kept silent.

Lu Yuan smiled slightly. People are so realistic.

The riot was quelled, and several special forces and Shenwei light cavalry were left behind to cooperate with the plucking team to monitor the prisoner camp, while the rest of the personnel returned to rest.

Yalibu and the captain of the rear army were punished by military law in public for violating military discipline and were unable to walk on the spot.

In front of the principal, Zhang Yuting dared not show favoritism and would beat him with a real stick.

Seeing that Yanxiang Society had strict discipline, Maozi felt awe in his heart and just focused on eating meat without saying much.

Lu Yuan came to Yalib's small tent and saw the future chief's buttocks and back were covered in blood.

Yalibu was lying on the fur mat. He turned his head and saw Lu Yuan, and struggled to get up.

"Master, why are you here..."

Lu Yuan stepped forward and held him down: "Don't get up."

Yalib thanked him repeatedly.

Lu Yuan asked, "After being punished by military law, do you understand where you went wrong?"

Yalibu wondered, wasn't this dereliction of duty and poor supervision?

Lu Yuan asked with a half-smile: "The embezzlement was done by the captain of the rear camp. Why should you help him take the responsibility?"

"Master knows everything..."

Yalibu didn't expect that Lu Yuan could see through everything, and suddenly felt embarrassed.

"Yes, I know very well that with Zhang Yuting by your side, you will not make big mistakes. I guess you are helping to share the burden for the sake of brotherhood, right?"

"Yes! Master, you hit the nail on the head."

Lu Yuan's face turned serious: "But have you ever thought that if your subordinates disobeyed military orders today out of personal grudges, they might betray you tomorrow out of jealousy?"

Ah!
This is impossible, right?
Alibu opened his eyes wide, looking incredulous.

"You are the leader of a team. You must make sure that the whole team understands that military law is supreme and everyone must obey orders! Otherwise, you will not be able to lead the troops and you will not have much chance of surviving on the grassland. Do you understand?"

After Lu Yuan finished speaking, he placed a healing pill in the other person's hand and left the tent.

I have said all that can be said. Now it depends on Yalib’s understanding. If he is still confused, we will replace him.

In order to treat the wounded, deal with prisoners and spoils of war, Lu Yuan temporarily stopped in Wild Wolf Valley and rested for two days.

This time there were twice as many dead horses as last time, and everyone started helping to marinate, smoke and grill the jerky.

During the three days, a considerable number of Russian cavalrymen gradually got used to life in the prisoner camp and helped the logistics team to chop wood, fetch water, and do some physical work.

But the conflict between Nicholas and Kilton gradually became irreconcilable.

Finally, a bloody tragedy occurred.

One of Nicholas's men took advantage of Kilton's unpreparedness and cut his carotid artery with a flesh-eating gouge.

Lu Yuan came, asked the reason, and immediately ordered the murderer to be beheaded in public.

He found that Nicholas looked indifferent, with a cruel smile on his face, and seemed very excited.

If we keep this guy alive, the prisoner camp will sooner or later run into bigger and more troubles.

Now, it's time to perform the magical oriental magic!

The magnificent power of heaven... er, I made a mistake, it’s the Nine-Turn Soul-Restoring Pill!
Under the eyes of more than 300 Russians, Kilton, who had long been dead, came back to life and was able to struggle to sit up.

Oh my God!

General Dongfang has a medicine that can bring the dead back to life!
Kilton was also confused. He didn't expect that Lu Yuan would save him.

"Thank you General Lu Yuan for saving my life! I am willing to offer all the wealth in my family..."

Lu Yuan shook his head: "I think you are a talented person. It's a pity that you died like this. You should take care of yourself. I won't be able to help you next time."

Watching Lu Yuan leave, Kilton felt that there was something else behind his words, and frowned in thought for a long time.

The next morning, sensational news broke out again in the prisoner camp: someone died!
"When he was found, Nicholas had already drowned in the lake. There were no obvious injuries on his body. It was initially determined that he fell into the water accidentally."

"Well, bury him on the spot and respect the traditional customs of the Maozi. We will not participate or interfere."

"Yes! Students must follow the principal's orders!"

Zhang Yuting stood at attention, saluted, and left in a hurry.

Soon, Lu Yuan got the news.

Kilton stepped forward to help Nicholas deal with his funeral arrangements, trying to make his former "leader" pass away in a dignified manner.

Afterwards, one officer was killed by falling while digging a grave, another was crushed to death while cutting wood to make a coffin, and two other officers "volunteered" to be buried alive with their old leader.

Kilton became the highest-ranking Russian leader, and his close confidants took control of the prisoner camp.

Lu Yuan smiled. This Maozi Viscount still had some thundering means. After hastily handling Nicholas' funeral, around noon, Kilton followed Zhang Yuting to visit Lu Yuan.

He knelt on one knee: "Noble General Lu Yuan! I, Kilton, am willing to lead 300 brave Cossack cavalrymen to swear allegiance to you!"

He finally figured out that Lu Yuan's purpose in rescuing him was to subdue him.

The Cossack cavalry were similar to the Tsar’s “mercenaries”, and would fight for whoever paid them.

Now, Lu Yuan has given Kilton a second life, and he also has high-tech weapons and miraculous medicines, and his words and deeds are more civilized. He is truly a strong man armed to the teeth, so strong that it is terrifying!
In nomadic tribes, it is not shameful to submit to the strong.

Therefore, after killing Nikola and eliminating a few troublemakers, he was the first to express his stance.

Lu Yuan asked with interest: "Do you know my next plan?"

"Is it Captain Unov?"

"Good! Do you think there's a problem?"

"One on one, Unov is definitely not your opponent! But he has built a stone city on the mountain at the mouth of the Angara River. It has fortresses and cannons, as well as priests and more than 1 soldiers from the Vatican. It's not easy to fight!"

Lu Yuan understood that there were barely over 300 men fighting on his side, and with Kilton, there were only 600 men. It would be difficult to have a chance of winning if they fought head-on.

"Haha! Thank you for your reminder, but I will still attack Unov head-on and defeat him!"

Kilton was shocked!
Really? You're not afraid of this?
Even though you have the advantage in equipment, the number difference is too great. A head-on attack is tantamount to suicide!
Suddenly, an idea came to his mind, and he asked tentatively: "General Lu Yuan, do you have a way to defeat the enemy?"

Lu Yuan blinked and said with a smile: "You will know when the time comes!"

Seeing the other party's confidence, Kilton said: "Then I am willing to obey your orders and defeat Unov!"

"They are all your people. Can you bear to kill them?"

Kilton was prepared: "They are my people, so I will persuade them to surrender first, and then we can all accept our fate!"

Lu Yuan nodded and said, "Okay, go back and reorganize the troops. We will set out tomorrow afternoon and try to reach Angara City within 5 days!"

In accordance with previous practice, Zhang Yuting allocated a batch of swords, bows, horses, military tents and horse meat to Kilton's "Cossack Camp".

After lunch and before setting off, Kilton mobilized his men before the war.

"General Lu Yuan is a kind and generous man. He saved my life and gave us a chance to start a new life. Everyone, defeat Unov, occupy Angara, and prove our bravery and loyalty with blood, Ura!"

It has to be said that the policy of preferential treatment for prisoners made most Cossack cavalrymen feel curious and fresh, and at the same time they were afraid of and admired the powerful spiritual objects.

"Ula! Ula!"

The thunderous shouts resounded through the sky.

The Cossack battalion replaced the plucking team and became the vanguard of the entire army, advancing towards Angara.

Angara City, City Lord's Mansion.

Unov, the head of the Russian Eastern Invasion Exploration Group, had learned from the deserters who had managed to survive that Nicholas's troops had been tragically destroyed and the enemy was marching northward.

Damn, I lost a lot this time!

Not only did he fail to annihilate the Orientals, but he also lost 1000 lives, especially the Guards Battalion and the First Artillery Battalion, which hurt him deeply.

The Orientals are so greedy that they even dare to attack the fortress!
Currently, Angara has four cavalry battalions, two artillery battalions, and barely 2000 people.

Defense should be enough... However, Unov, who advocates offense, decides to burn his boats and risk a counterattack.

He sent messengers to recall the cavalry battalions in the east and north as reserves.

On the other hand, he recruited 2,000 young and strong Buryats to serve as a "death squad" and promised them high rewards.

"As long as we hold on for five days, we can wipe out this group of despicable and sinister Orientals under the fortress!"

The six battalion commanders did not dare to disobey the order of the regiment commander, but the chief pastor Andre spoke bluntly.

"Unov, offense is the best defense! We should strike the evil Eastern pagans head-on!"

Unov rolled his eyes and complained madly in his heart.

Are you a fucking idiot?!

The Orientals are well-equipped and full of strategies. Their morale is at its highest after two victories. And you want me to attack?
Look at the faces of these battalion commanders, what the hell are they doing?
However, this cannot be said openly, otherwise morale will be even lower.

"Pastor Andre, the fortress is the foundation of the exploration team. I have to defend the eastern bridgehead for His Majesty... I don't have any more troops!"

Andre said fearlessly: "Please allow me to recruit 100 Crusaders to fight the pagans to the death!"

To put it bluntly, he wanted to form an army of believers and use magical means of the power of faith to attack the Orientals.

Unov thought about it and didn't feel very confident, but 100 people were indeed not a lot, so he could definitely give it a try.

Maybe there will be unexpected gains?
"I totally agree! Pastor Andre, go ahead and pick your troops!"

Andre also wants to achieve great things. Once he defeats the pagans, he may become the protagonist of the Eastern world, or even a cardinal.

Because of the pastor's great reputation, he went around the camps and recruited all the Crusaders.

However, when he learned that Andrei had recruited 200 young and strong men from the local natives as logistics, Unov's mouth twitched.

This old fox is so smart!

But, since the other person was going to fight to the death, he could only accept it.

Then, the "Angara Crusaders" with a total strength of 300 marched out of the city and rushed southward under the blessing of holy light.

On the grassland 150 miles south of Angara Fortress, the eastern and western armies collided head-on and lined up a thousand steps apart.

In a formal battle, it is a historical practice for both sides to send messengers to each other to state their respective positions and conditions.

Andre glanced at the left side of the opposite side. It was Kilton's troops, on the right was the native plucking team, and in the center of the enemy army was the Shenwei Light Cavalry.

The morale of the pagans is indeed high, but most of them are just mortals...which makes them easy to fight!

The messenger sent by Kilton came to Andre and announced it in public.

"The Shenling Empire originated in ancient times. Lake Baikal is now under our protection. The people and property on this land are sacred and inviolable! Your blatant invasion has damaged our core interests and touched our bottom line. You must surrender unconditionally! Otherwise, I will kill you without mercy!"

"Haha!" Andre laughed wildly.

"Go back and tell your master that this land was conquered by our advance team and will always belong to the great and bright Tsar! You pagans are guilty of rebellion and are guilty of death! The merciful God cannot stand the flames of war and killing. I advise you to go to hell if you don't surrender!"

When Lu Yuan met the Crusaders' messenger, he also made similar alarmist remarks. In short, the conditions of both sides were diametrically opposed and could not be reconciled.

Lu Yuan finally said: "The Shenling Empire is open to all and tolerant. Go back and tell Pastor Andre that he can come to preach, but he must accept our management, otherwise, it will not be tolerated by the laws of heaven and country!"

The talks broke down and they were ready for war.

Lu Yuan asked Lady Hongfen: "Lady, this Andre is very arrogant..."

In the eyes of Lady Hongfen, the opponent's 100 main forces were indeed possessed by holy light. Andre's holy light was the hottest and his strength was not weak!

"Be careful, don't get pushed down by the opponent in one wave!"

Lu Yuan blinked and asked in disbelief: "Hey, are these followers of Jehovah really going to attack in one wave?"

Before he could finish his words, the Crusaders in the opposite camp, grouped in rows of 10, launched a charge.

Damn, what a wave!

Following Lu Yuan's gesture, Kilton tried with bow and arrow and long sword.

But the powerful holy light of faith blocked the damage, and Kilton was killed by dozens of people and had to retreat.

The plucking team tried again with muskets and bows and arrows, but still to no avail. Fortunately they left in time, otherwise they would have lost nearly half of their men.

Gao Mingna was not convinced and prepared to take her cavalry to fight back.

Lu Yuan jumped into the air from his horse and leaped onto a special carriage in front of the battle.

He smiled and said, "Second Aunt, don't worry, I'll show you my good baby!"

"Shh!"

The red silk cloth covering the carriage was lifted up like a veil.

A dark, shiny metal object, as solid as stone, full of technology and visual impact. (End of this chapter)