Chapter 853 Wolf Ambitions

In the spring of the 19th year of Chengtian, the war ended and the new year began.

Chen Han could no longer hear the cries of the martyrs' families.

The second batch of afforestation campaigns in the northern region was in full swing.

This is a new round of wind and sand control projects. Planting shelterbelts and cold-resistant plants on a large scale is the core of the entire wind and sand control project.

The first batch of control projects in the early years had obvious effects. Now we need to consolidate the results of the first phase of the project, thoroughly control the desertified land that can be controlled in the first phase of the project area, and then start the second phase of the project to curb the expansion trend of desertified land. Improve the ecological environment in the north!

It can be said that this is also paying for the previous Mongolian immigration project.

Although Chen Ming had already ordered to be careful of grassland degradation and desertification when resettling immigrants, and to do a good job in soil and water conservation. But the emperor's words could not be 100% implemented by local people.

Therefore, after two years of planning and planning, this new round of wind and sand control projects was really put into practice in the spring of the 19th year of Chengtian.

Chen Ming pushed hard on this matter.

Although he gradually let go of many specific affairs of the empire to the cabinet, because many things have become routine in the past, as long as they are done according to the rules and regulations, there will be no major problems.

Chen Ming's focus has long been upgraded from specific matters to overall guidance and suggestions.

In this way, he really experienced how the superiors are lonely and how they are easily deceived and blocked by the subordinates.

Fortunately, he has a number of intelligence organizations in his hands, and he should be thankful that newspapers have been popular throughout the country before this.

With newspapers, it is very difficult for local governments to cover up and for people below to block their vision.

Think about Emperor Guangxu in history, who thought it was expensive to eat an egg. The reimbursement of the Ministry of Internal Affairs actually required 26 taels of silver for an egg. What is the concept? At that time, one tael of silver could be exchanged for more than 2,000 copper coins, and what is the real value of an egg? Five copper coins, ten copper coins, fifteen copper coins? 26×2000÷10/15, how many eggs can be bought? If this egg is broken, the emperor can swim in it.

What is particularly funny is that once, in order to show off, Guangxu held up an egg and asked his teacher Weng Tonghe in front of the eunuchs and officials in the inner court: "Do you try to eat this kind of precious thing?"

Hearing the emperor's question, the officials in charge of "government procurement" and the eunuchs who intervened in the middle broke out in cold sweat. If Teacher Weng told the real price of eggs, their heads would not stay on their necks.

Fortunately, Teacher Weng's answer was: "My family may use it occasionally during a sacrificial ceremony, otherwise I dare not."

Hearing Weng Tonghe's answer, the purchasing officials felt relieved. This also shows how smart Teacher Weng is. He is an old hand in the officialdom. He would rather bear the crime of deceiving the emperor than tell the truth about the price of eggs. Because he knew very well that what was in front of him was not an egg, but the unspoken rules of the entire officialdom. The unspoken rules of the officialdom were an insurmountable mountain. How could an "egg" touch a "mountain"?

This was the luck of the purchasing officials of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the eunuchs in the palace, but it was a great sorrow for Emperor Guangxu himself.

Now that there are newspapers, the emperor really can't hide many things.

So, although newspapers are not easy to fully control, they are really useful. For many things, the information in newspapers cannot be replaced by intelligence departments such as the National Security Bureau.

If this thing could appear in China one or two thousand years earlier, it might really change China's history.

In fact, Chinese court reports had already appeared in the Han Dynasty. During the Kaiyuan period of the Tang Dynasty, miscellaneous reports were publicly issued. "Miscellaneous reports" is another name for court reports, but this has always been just an official newspaper, and it has never completed a crucial innovation.

This is China's system, this is China's "politics". This is China's tradition, the root of China's strength for thousands of years, and the reason why China has rapidly declined in modern times and suffered a century of humiliation. It is China's greatest sorrow...

The glorious era of agricultural civilization is about to end, and the new industrial era has arrived. Fortunately, Emperor Chen is also ending the old traditions and old systems.

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On the northern prairie, a group of Mongolian cavalrymen are training under the leadership of the National Defense Army cavalry instructors.

After the war, the latter returned to the distance at the fastest speed. The closest place to the Han area, because the military supplies here are easier to supply.

The Mongols themselves are willing to stay far away from the Southeast, because they know that the military supplies they need to stay in the Southeast and train on the spot are likely to be the "support" of the National Defense Army.

Perhaps this is the Mongols judging others by their own petty minds, but many Mongols think so.

An exercise was carried out around a small town, which was not a fortress, but a very ordinary town in Russian style.

There are several such exercise fields on the prairie, not only in Russian style, but also in Central Asian style.

The target of the former is obvious, and the target of the latter is also obvious.

Today, Chen Ming's "wolf ambition" for the three Khanates of Kokand, Khiva and Bukhara is almost unconcealed.

The residents in the town are real civilians, but their identities are somewhat different from ordinary civilians. They are immigrants.

Immigrants who are about to move to North America.

Therefore, this war kills two birds with one stone. It was not only the new Mongolian army that was put to the test, but also this group of 'elite' immigrants.

This exercise is still very realistic, at least for the urban residents. Except for a few leaders, the rest of the people are not aware of the details. However, all the 'quasi-immigrants' know the consequences of the failure of the exercise - their treatment in North America. will be reduced.

Although they participated in this 'project', their own treatment has been improved.

Immigrants are not fools. Of course they know that their situation will be more dangerous than ordinary people after arriving in America, but the fat is right in front of them, and they are reluctant to let go.

The National Defense Force initially gave them more than five times the treatment as ordinary immigrants. For these immigrants, it was equivalent to jumping from the poor class to the rich peasant class. However, if the exercise failed once, the treatment would drop.

Since these people have already qualified as rich peasants, no one is willing to let them enjoy the treatment of middle peasants. Although the previous qualification as a rich farmer was just illusory. But once you have it, you will never give it up.

This is like the vacancy of the top leader in the unit. The second-in-command has acted as the top leader for a while, but the new top leader is always coming. Even if the second-in-command already understood this when he acted as the top leader, no matter how clear it was in his heart, when he really wanted to hand over power to the new top leader, there would be no psychological resistance.

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In the morning, Song Yun once again led his trusted people to patrol. As soon as I walked out of the police station in the small town, I saw someone rushing towards me, sweating profusely and panting. When he saw Song Yun, the man shouted out of breath: "Director Song, the Mongols are coming."

Song Yun was shocked. In order to monitor the Mongols' movements, he had already sent several groups of scouts. But those who came to report were not the scouts, but the sentinels in the southeast direction of the town. The sentry's warning range was only twenty miles, and they worked in groups of two.

"Which part of the army? How many people are there?"

As a Mongolian, or more accurately, a former Eight Banners of Mongolia, Song Yun has long forgotten his disgraceful past and is fighting for his new life and the new life of his son and daughter.

His real name is Marat Songjun, and he was an ordinary Mongolian Eight Banner before. However, for the sake of his family, he voluntarily surrendered and performed major meritorious services, so he became a member of the supervisor of the Hulunbuir Military Camp construction team. Then he joined the Northeast Frontier Defense Corps.

Although he almost escaped the punishment of the labor camp with his "meritorious performance", Song Yun knew that he would never leave the bitter cold land of Northeast China in his lifetime.

Before becoming an ordinary flag soldier, Song Yun was a member of the Li Fanyuan Bi Tie Shi of the Eight Banners of Mongolia. He was lucky enough to meet Yong Xun, and was kicked by Yong Xun in the Danbo Jingcheng Hall of the Rehe Palace. His body fell to the ground, his head hit the ground with a bang, and blood flowed out.

And such a person first joined the Border Defense Corps through "major meritorious service" and then appeared here. Song Yun didn't want to think back on the past. No matter what position he was in, it was the darkest and most dark period of his life. . Anyway, no one here knows his past. They only know that their 'police chief' is a war hero, a soldier who was wounded and retired from the war with Russia.

Hearing Songyun's inquiry, the sentry's voice already had a cry in his voice, "I don't know, those Mongolian cavalry looked like there were thousands of them, and when we saw it, we immediately ran back to report the news. I didn't expect those Mongolian cavalry." Running very fast, although we are walking in front In the first four or five miles, they almost caught up with them. Er Zi was hit on the back. The pain was so painful that he almost fell off his horse. He was considered dead. I even lost my gun bag. "The sentry detective said. As soon as the report arrived, gunfire rang out outside the south gate of the town. Song Yun could no longer control the interrogation sentry. He shouted to the people gathered around him: "Hurry up and notify others and prepare to fight. All the people in the patrol team gathered together and followed me to the south gate."

The patrol team is the core force of the town. There are about a hundred people in total, all of whom are young and strong in their twenties. Song Yun had previously trained him in shooting and simple stabbing.

Song Yun had always had more confidence in this team, and at this critical moment, he only believed in the patrol team.

It took about ten minutes for the patrol to arrive at the south gate.

The Mongolian cavalry outside the town had no intention of seizing the south gate. When Song Yun climbed onto the city wall, he saw a total of five to six hundred Mongolian cavalry starting to line up outside the moat of the south gate. This is a full camp.

The uniforms of the Mongolian cavalry are pure black, but they are quite different from those of the Wehrmacht cavalry. There are many pendants and patterns on it, which are very characteristic of their own nation.

The attire of the Wehrmacht cavalry is blindly simple and simple.

Whether it is a military uniform or a coat, they are very simple, without any fancy decorations, but when paired with an armed belt and bright military boots, they are as dazzling as the sun at a glance.

In this season, the uniforms of the National Defense Forces are blue-green, but in early autumn, their uniforms will turn to khaki again. When the white snow arrives, the white-gray uniforms will bring them a new protective color.

Although soldiers in this era have not yet realized the role of camouflage, does Chen Ming know?

Before, military expenditure was tight, so changing clothes all year round was also a big expense, but now it is different. China's finances are very abundant, so this little money doesn't matter.

The navy has not changed much, and all branches of the army have begun a new era of military uniforms that change with the seasons.

All of them are wearing cloaks, especially officers. And don't underestimate this extra cloak, which immediately makes this Mongolian cavalry team look a lot cooler.

The town staff on the top of the city were pointing at the Mongolian cavalry who were killing them, but saw a team of horses galloping over. The cavalry stopped outside the range of the rifle. A person in the middle raised a telescope and looked at the top of the city. Judging from the red stripes on the uniform, shoulders, and cuffs, this person is definitely the commander of this Mongolian cavalry.

Song Jun also picked up the telescope and looked down. Perhaps the people holding the telescope were a minority in the queues of both sides. Song Jun saw in the telescope that the Mongolian cavalry officer holding the telescope was facing him.

As a Mongolian noble who had experienced the previous war, Hongjila Deliger did not look at the town in front of him. He knew very well where the cavalry's disadvantages were. If the latter had a highly prestigious and experienced person to command, such a town would bring them great trouble. Deliger saw a man holding a telescope standing on the south gate of the town, looking at him through the telescope. He put down the telescope and said, "Wait until the troops here arrive, and fire a few rounds of artillery first." The cavalry has cavalry cannons. Although they are small cannons, their range is still a little better than that of rifled guns.

The most important thing in fighting this kind of war is to arouse the panic of the people in the town. If the whole town is calm, it will be troublesome.

"Sir, in fact, if we could run faster just now, we might be able to seize the south gate." An officer next to Deliger said regretfully.

"They were lucky. Two spies were shot so many times, but only one was hit."

"Bullshit. That's because your skills are poor. If you had the level of the Wehrmacht sharpshooters, you would have killed ten spies, not to mention two."

Deriger was very disgusted with rifles. In the hands of some people, this thing was too threatening to officers.

So much so that he gradually dared not lead the troops to charge.

But he was unwilling to take the risk of seizing the city gate. If he had just advanced lightly, the vanguard would not be able to enter the city, but would be blocked at the city gate. Should he retreat at this time, or invest more troops to attack? That was a difficult problem.

Retreating would lower the morale of the troops, and investing more troops would turn the city gate into a meat grinder. This was very bad, very bad...