Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 249: Wild Wind and Snow Hunting Bear

"Damn it, according to what you said, we not only have to face the enemy, but also the wild wolves in the forest."

A real roar was heard in the Russian camp.

"They are just a bunch of trash, idiots!"

"Just some wolves that posed no threat at all, but they wiped out three checkpoints and over 1600 soldiers."

"God, are those muskets in their hands actually fire sticks?"

"General, although I am also very angry about this, according to our investigation, all three camps were attacked by wolves."

An old Russian in plain clothes reported to the commander helplessly.

He took out a piece of parchment from his bosom, placed it on the table and introduced: "According to our investigation, most of the footprints around the camp are wolf footprints."

"According to our calculations, the size of the wolf pack is at least thousands..."

When the commander heard the number of thousands, the sarcasm on his face became even stronger.

"Sir, please don't treat me like a three-year-old child."

"A wolf pack of thousands. Please tell me, in your knowledge and studies, is there such a large wolf pack?"

Faced with the commander's question, the reporter could only shrug helplessly and put the information on the table.

"General, although I also think this is too unbelievable, it is indeed the case."

"you……"

"report!"

Seeing that the other party still insisted on this at this time, the commander was about to get angry when a soldier ran in in panic.

"What happened?"

Seeing the other party's panic, the commander frowned tightly, suppressed his dissatisfaction and asked in a low voice.

"Report to the general, I just received news that the logistics department was attacked by the Ming army, and all the supplies and food were burned."

"what!"

"How did they find the logistics department?"

There were bursts of exclamations.

In order to ensure the safety of the supplies, they put a lot of thought into it and hid them very well.

Not to mention the enemy, even their own people would be unable to be found without someone to lead them.

But even so, the logistics material storage area was destroyed.

"Damn it, that's half a month's worth of food and supplies for our legion."

A staff officer couldn't help but slam the table heavily, his eyes full of sorrow.

Half a month's supplies are gone. If the army knew about this, there would be huge uproar.

More importantly, even if there was no chaos, they would not be able to distribute food and supplies, and the soldiers would starve and freeze to death.

Although a batch of them had been sent out two days ago, those things were of no use to the huge army.

The commander was not angry, but frowned as he asked a staff officer next to him.

“When will the next batch of supplies arrive?”

The staff officer flipped through the notebook in his hand and quickly replied, "Five days later."

The commander frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Let them start from..."

After a brief explanation, the staff officer saluted and turned away to inform the logistics transportation team to go in other directions.

"Crash la la la..."

Not long after the staff left, a snow eagle flapped its wings and flew away from a tree branch outside the command center.

If someone pays attention, they will find dozens of snow eagles of all sizes resting on some trees around the headquarters, combing their feathers or hiding in the snow, quietly looking around.

Five days later, on a passage in the dense jungle, a long team was moving slowly forward in the wind and snow.

This is the logistics team that replenishes logistical supplies for the Russian army.

"Damn it, they won't let me take the main road, but insist on taking this small road. It's simply torture."

The officer in charge walked in the snow, cursing all the time.

After walking for a while, he stopped, took out a small gourd from his waist, opened the lid, and a strong smell of alcohol hit him in the face.

He took a deep breath of the wine, a hint of satisfaction appeared on his face. He savored it for a moment, then took a small sip, and suddenly his facial features distorted.

"How far is it to the camp?"

It took the officer a long time to recover. He looked up and saw the sky still snowing. He asked the scout beside him in annoyance.

"There are still eighty miles to go. At our speed, I'm afraid we won't be able to make it today."

After hearing that they couldn't make it today, the officer complained a few more times in a low voice. Seeing that the snow was getting heavier, he gave an order directly: "Since we can't make it in time, let's rest here today and set off tomorrow when the snow stops."

When they heard that they could take a break, the soldiers who were pulling the sleds transporting supplies cheered instantly and began to set up tents as quickly as possible, or collect dry firewood and light a small fire to drive away the severe cold of dozens of degrees below zero.

"Hey, do you hear any noise?"

An old Russian soldier who was collecting firewood suddenly stopped what he was doing, looked in one direction in confusion, and asked his companions around him.

The companion who was also collecting firewood looked up in confusion, shook his head and replied: "No, maybe you are too tired and have hallucinations."

The soldier who was asking the question frowned after taking a look at his partner who had gone back to work, but when he listened again and heard nothing from before, he thought he was hallucinating, so he picked up his axe and continued chopping wood.

Along with the sound of chopping, in the direction he had just looked, a group of snow wolves, whose bodies had blended into the surrounding environment, slowly crawled forward under the cover of wind and snow.

When they arrived at the designated location, with a deafening wolf howl, the wolves hiding in the snow suddenly moved.

"What the hell?"

An old Russian man was knocked to the ground by a snow wolf before he could react.

When he saw clearly through the heavy snow what had knocked him down, he instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

"It's the wolf that's to blame."

But before he could react and draw the weapon at his waist to fight back, another wolf pounced on him, opened its big mouth and bit his head. Its sharp fangs instantly pierced through the leather hat and drilled into the old Russian's head.

"There are damn wolves, shoot quickly, shoot quickly..." Giant wolves jumped out from the snow piles in the jungle and pounced on the old men.

Some were unlucky enough to be shot.

Those who can move should retreat directly, and those who cannot move should hide their bodies as much as possible.

The Russian officer commanding the team was horrified when he saw the giant wolves marching in an orderly manner and fighting in coordination with each other.

Since when did these wolves learn to fight in such perfect coordination?

"Damn it, these are not wolves, they are an army marching in a measured manner."

Accompanied by roaring gunfire and killing, this logistics team transporting supplies fell in this nameless jungle.

By the time the Russians and their men arrived, all the food in the supplies had disappeared without a trace.

The others were dragged together and burned clean by the fire.

The Russian troops, who were already short of supplies, learned that an accident had occurred with the logistics transport team, which made the situation even worse for the entire army.

The commander who received the message looked at the map in silence. After a long while, he said, "Order the troops to prepare for the attack."

Hearing his order, the officers were stunned for a moment, but still saluted in response.

They knew that if they wanted to survive, they had only one choice, which was to move forward.

If they retreat, the Ming army will definitely not let them go. They have no food and supplies. With the Ming army holding them back, it is impossible for them to escape in this cold and hungry snowy field.

If they wanted to survive, in addition to the supplies delivered later, they had to defeat the Ming army, take their supplies for themselves, and use them as their capital for survival.

No one can guarantee that the supplies can be delivered given the presence of wolves behind.
So in order to survive, they have no choice but to take a risk.

As the command from the headquarters was conveyed, the Russian troops began to prepare.

This time, in order to regain the face he lost last time, the Tsar mobilized 15 troops.

This is already the maximum number that the Russians can mobilize. If they lose the war again, the Tsar will have no choice but to forcibly conscript soldiers.

Following the officers' orders, the soldiers began to form an array and move closer to the Ming army's positions.

Those at the front are holding the latest weapons.

Ever since they knew that the Ming army was using only breech-loading rifles, the Russians no longer cared about eating with their mouths or their butts. They directly purchased a batch from Prussia and equipped their most elite legions.

In order to maximize the use of their weapons, they also invited Prussian officers to undergo simple training.

Following the officers' commands, the team marched quickly towards the defense area where the Ming army was located.

Upon learning the news, Zhu Zhanjun issued an order to prepare for war.

Two days later the two armies met.

As soon as the two sides met, they didn't say much and started the most brutal battle.

The sound of artillery fire and gunfire rang out on the snowy ice field.

In order to seize supplies, the Russian commander directly issued an order to charge.

Groups of Russians, shouting "Ura", launched fierce attacks on the Ming army again and again.

The most thrilling moment was when hand-to-hand combat broke out between the two sides on the battlefield.

Unfortunately, the Russians were short of supplies and after launching several unsuccessful attacks, they retreated to their positions.

Originally they thought of taking a night's rest, adjusting their physical strength, and then fighting again the next day.

But when they opened their eyes the next day, they were shocked to find that they were surrounded by the Ming army.

...............

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye. Zhu Zhanjun stroked the Husky that had rushed back and looked at the opposite side with a cold expression.

After such a long siege, the Russian army has reached the brink of collapse.

With the reconnaissance of flying birds, plus the cooperation of wolves on the ground and Wu Sangui's troops.

For more than a month, the Russians haven't sent any more supplies.

Zhu Zhanjun did not order his troops to launch a direct attack, but instead planned to slowly outlast this Russian bear.

The two sides were in a stalemate, and the Russians could only hope that winter would be able to stop the Ming army and that some more supplies would be delivered from behind.

As a result, the Russians still have not received any supplies so far.

In the past few days, Snow Eagle has received news that many people in the Russian army have frozen to death or starved to death, and there have even been cases of desertions.

As for the result? Naturally, no one escaped.

Later, some of them simply raised their hands in surrender when they realized they couldn't escape.

They also knew that the Ming army had the habit of killing prisoners, so they answered directly that they could be killed or cut into pieces as the emperor wished, but they hoped to have a full meal and a bowl of hot soup before they died.

Zhu Zhanjun rarely made things difficult for them and directly had him arrested.

The Ming Dynasty in the second world is in ruins and needs manpower for various projects.

These captives, who do not ask for wages and are not picky about food, are the best candidates.

"Almost, time to wrap up."

Looking at the motionless Russian position opposite, Zhu Zhanjun muttered something and raised his hand and waved forward.

The soldiers, well-fed and dressed in warm winter clothes, crawled out of the bunkers built with various items, holding their rifles, and began to move towards the Russian positions.

Half an hour later, Zhu Zhanjun received the report.

The Russians in the camp were so hungry that they had no strength left. Some of them even cooked and ate their leather coats and belts, and some even ate that stuff.

Faced with the charging Ming army, the Russians did not resist at all, but simply raised their hands and surrendered, including the enemy's military commander.

After more than a month of entanglement, the second batch of troops sent by the Russians to expedition to the Ming Dynasty fell on the winter plains they relied on.

With the annihilation of the Second Expeditionary Force, the Russian country, which had only more than 70 troops, was really seriously injured this time.

If the Russians want to recover, the only way left, apart from recuperating and waiting slowly, is to forcibly conscript the people into the army and regain their lost face.

How does the other party choose?

Zhu Zhanjun no longer cared, because at the moment the battle ended, he received news from Ji Gang that his wife was finally about to give birth.

(End of this chapter)