open sea

Chapter 1460 Railway
Qiao Chengen opened his eyes and looked eastward. Apart from the river, there was still a river in the east, and the Kama River could not be seen at a glance.

But Qiaobai said that behind them was not a river, but Mongolian descendants from the Siberian Khanate who followed the Ming Dynasty.

These people need to kill Cossacks to comfort their ancestors who died in the war.

And behind them is still not the river, but Karaca, the nominal commander in chief who holds the same idea.

Afterwards, there are 10 officers and men of the Ming Dynasty, the officers and soldiers of the Jin Dynasty, Mongolian tribes and their families.

There is also the Ming Empire farther away. Even now, it is not clear why the empire launched a massive Western Expedition. As a Mongol, he can understand the desire of the Ming and Jin Kingdoms for grasslands. They also know that their ancestors have reached the Eastern European Plains.

Chechen Khan, who came from the Jin Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty, was so happy that he would drink a whole bag of kumiss every time Qi Jiguang mentioned that he wanted them to be the fence of the Ming Dynasty in the west.

He kept muttering that it was the land of the Golden Horde, and it couldn't fall into the hands of slaves.

But the significance of Ming's expedition was not well understood by Bai Bai, but he also thought that he didn't need to understand it. As a pioneer, he only needed to fight the battle in front of him.

The meaning of choice is not whether the result is good, but whether the result of this choice is the best compared with the results of other choices.

His killing of the surrendered soldiers has nothing to do with these surrendered soldiers, but these surrendered soldiers will die sooner or later. If they don’t die in his hands, they will also die in the hands of Karacha on the other side of the river, because the soldiers of Karacha and the Siberian Khanate will kill them. every Cossack they saw.

It was easy to deal with the death at his hands, and the remaining Cossacks who had surrendered to the Ming army in Isker City could get them to continue telling the story.

The point is that on the other side of the river is Karacha in Siberia.

Although Qi Jiguang comforted him, he said that the appointment of Karaqia as the commander-in-chief was to win people's hearts and let him fight in the front, and it was also to stabilize Kuchu Khan in Siberia and do a good job in the rear with peace of mind.

Qi Bai can understand such an arrangement, and he can regard himself as the overseer of the striker, but he has no opinion on Qi Jiguang, which does not mean that he has no opinion on Karacha.

He couldn't let the soldiers who had surrendered to him die in the hands of Karacha. This would affect his prestige in the army and also contribute to Karacha's prestige.

In fact, this matter has been a foregone conclusion since he drove the Cossack ants to attack the city without fire. No matter whether the city can be captured or not, those Cossacks will not survive.

Now the problem is solved, he captured Kaye, the most prestigious local, without a single soldier, and took all the property in the city, but there was no one in the city.

Thousands of unprocessed furs, enough food for tens of thousands of troops for two years, tens of thousands of not too thick clothes and utensils, more weapons and armors that can arm soldiers, and a lot of property that can be sold goods.

More importantly Kaye.

When he was pulled out of the house by the Cossack with a thick hemp rope, he still looked a bit arrogant and dissatisfied, cursing and cursing endlessly in a language that he could not understand.

But when the worshipers killed all those Cossacks, leaving only him and more than 20 women and children hiding in the lord's wooden house, this young man in a silk robe and a gold ring was sweating profusely.

Soon he urinated all over the floor, and his legs were so weak that he couldn't even lift them up.

He stopped yelling and cursing, and spoke several languages ​​in different ways, for fear that these Tatars would be killed because of language barriers.

Chengen folded his arms in disdain and walked around Kaye a few times, then turned his head and said to him, "I thought he was a man, but I didn't think he was so weak."

Xiaobai snorted softly: "Before he was not afraid. He thought that other people's sons would die, but his father's son would not die. Now he thinks that I will really kill him, so he is afraid."

Kaye was lucky. Among the languages ​​he mastered, many words came from changes of the Mongolian language 300 years ago, which could barely be understood by the subordinates of Qibai, but even so, he suffered a lot.

It's not the hands of the people from the Grasslands, it's the Cangtou Army under Chengen who has belonged to two generations. Their second generation was born in the south of the Great Wall since they were young. It's okay to say that they are from the Ming Dynasty. .

The translation work is really difficult, and I often get angry and need to kick Kaye twice.

In order to keep himself alive, Kaye said everything he was asked or not asked, as long as it allowed him to survive.

Similarly, as long as they can live as long as possible in the hands of these seemingly murderous Mongols, they all say half and half.

"hey-hey!"

After pressing Kaye for more than half an hour, Chengen finally satisfactorily took the notes written in Chinese and handed them over to Baibai who was discussing matters with several proxies.

Qiao Cheng'en said: "When we came here, the [-] main force crossed the river for only one day, and all the luggage left in the city belonged to them. This place is full of treasures."

"There are two salt mines, six coal mines, firs, pine, birches and cypresses all over the place. There are diamonds from the river two hundred miles to the northeast, and there is a gold mine that produces citrine and emeralds. It is very rich."

As he spoke, Chengen's face was filled with joy, and he said, "As long as someone comes later, I'm sure we can find more!"

The implication of his words was that he wanted Xiaobai to show his merits to Qi Jiguang, and here in the name of supervising the future Western tribes to seek a fiefdom: "Even if you set up a guard."

"Don't use your crooked brains, the Beiyang army is better than monkeys, and the supervising army at the back can't hide this information."

Qiaobai glared at the eldest son, snorted through his nostrils, and said disdainfully: "You are talking nonsense, and people will come from behind, thousands of miles away from home, where will people come, maybe you want to stay in this remote village forever."

"Father, you can't say that. The railway is being built in the future. In the future, even ten thousand miles will not be far away. You don't know."

The word railway again.

The railway that I always heard people mention but never saw with my own eyes.

On this point, Qi Bai deeply felt that he was a person who was behind the times. His two sons and several adopted sons had previously served under Qi Jiguang's account.

As if the so-called 'railway' was a monster.

In the desolate Siberia, as long as there is such a "railway", it seems that thousands of miles away is not a problem.

These days, Qibai has not delved into this thing, but at this time he couldn't help but feel strange: "I've waited for more than a year of marching to come here, not to mention how long it will take you to build the railway in the mouth, and whether it can be completed. Could it be possible to stay here as a commanding officer, and if you want to go back to your hometown, you will have to go back and forth for four years before you are satisfied?"

The old man was almost pissed off by the attitude of the eldest son. It took me 20 years of fighting to allow them, foreigners, to gain a firm foothold in Ningxia. Now that my son is going to fight, he doesn't even want to go home?

(End of this chapter)