Dominate the Country

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The next morning, when Yao woke up, Chen Ming was gone. She was not surprised, because she was too tired last night. The maidservant beside her brought a few little girls to serve with hot water and towels.

It was already eight o'clock when Yao put on her clothes and dressed up.

Although she was in the house, Yao was dressed as if she was outside in the wind and snow, wrapped tightly. Yao, who grew up in Taiwan since childhood, is still very afraid of the severe cold in the north in winter.

"Mother..." Yao's son spoke very clearly, and he was dressed like a ball of wool. The three-year-old baby ran to his mother as soon as he was put on the ground by the nanny.

The breakfast was served, but Yao's appetite was not yet opened, so she only ate a glutinous rice ball, and the little guy also drank half a bowl of green glutinous rice porridge.

Although Chen Ming had read many novels in his previous life, and green glutinous rice was already very common, the authentic green glutinous rice produced in Yutian County, Hebei Province, was a tribute enjoyed by the royal family during the Qing Dynasty. The grains were long and thin, slightly green, and fragrant when cooked.

After Chen Han settled in Nanjing, local tributes became things for indication, rather than being exclusively enjoyed by the royal family. For example, the green glutinous rice from Yutian County was purchased by people from the Internal Affairs Department, and it was absolutely the best of the best. Or Huazhou tangerine peel, Deqing tribute orange, and Jingtang lotus root, all of which were the same. Oh, this Jingtang lotus root does not refer to Beijing or Nanjing, but Jingtang Village in Guangzhou.

The territory of Prince Chen Ming's mansion is large enough. Whether it is a concubine or a concubine, everyone has a small courtyard with a private door. Once the door is closed, they are the boss. Because Li Xiaomei was not always filial to her mother-in-law, she did not let anyone run to her every day. Yao is living a comfortable life now.

However, they will enter the palace in two months. The palace is different from the current prince's mansion.

"What do you think? If you want to go out, make a decision quickly. When your names are on the list of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, no one can enter the palace for you unless the prince speaks." Yao sighed slightly. To be honest, she didn't want to let the maids around her go, especially the big maids. They are all used to it, and I believe many people are loyal to her. After all, she already has a son. But if they don't leave now, they will really be delayed.

If they cause resentment, it is better to let them go.

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Chen Ming has arrived at the front hall. Although the memorials sent from all over the country have been filtered by the cabinet, there are still a lot of them piled on his desk. All the memorials are divided into three categories according to Chen Ming's "rules". The first is what Chen Ming must read; the second is what the cabinet thinks is very important; the third is what the cabinet disputes.

The cabinet of the Fu Han Army has been established for quite some time. However, this cabinet does not have a cabinet of the Prime Minister, and it has never been.

Some things that cannot be decided are sent to Chen Hui and Chen Ming. The cabinet ministers themselves have their own duties. Unlike the cabinet ministers of the Ming Dynasty, each of Chen Han’s cabinet ministers was a minister of each department before becoming a cabinet minister.

This decision was made by Chen Hui because he was worried. He felt that the power of the cabinet’s Prime Minister was too heavy. In order to suppress the power of the prime minister, Zhu Yuanzhang launched the Hu Weiyong case and killed so many people before removing the word "prime minister". Now the cabinet’s Prime Minister is in Chen Hui’s eyes-Prime Minister.

However, with the establishment of one decree after another within the Fu Han Army, the separation, restraint and connection between military and political affairs, finance, and politics and law, Chen Han’s Prime Minister is still very different from the "Prime Minister" in Chen Hui’s mind. Chen Hui himself realized this, but he felt that it would be better for Chen Ming to appoint the first Prime Minister. Moreover, before Chen Ming proclaimed himself emperor, the Grand Commandery and the Prince's Mansion were both beyond the military and political affairs.

The refugee issue in Lanzhou had been dealt with, and the Fu Han Army successfully entered Pu'er Prefecture. When the Fu Han Army attacked Dali, the Governor of Yunnan and Guizhou of the Qing Dynasty, Zhang Bao, led his troops to retreat to Myanmar.

The Konbaung Dynasty was not a fool. They knew that it was difficult to make peace with the Fu Han Army, so the enemy of their enemy was their friend. Meng Bo accepted the remnant of the Qing Dynasty. As for the chieftains in Shan State, although they all knew that their boss would become a Han Chinese again in the future, no one would stop the remnant of Zhang Bao's army who were madly fleeing at this time.

When Chen Ming received the letter from Chen Yongsheng, at the speed of the First Division, the team should have entered Shunning and Tengyue. Chen Ming stood in front of the map, looking at the most southwestern place on the Chinese geographical map - Tengyue Hall, which made him think of Tengchong. He still remembered that when he was in junior high school, the textbook used a map of China to connect two lines. One was the east-west dividing line, which was from Tengchong, Yunnan to Mohe or Heihe in the northeast, which was more than 5,000 kilometers; the other was the north-south dividing line, which was also more than 5,000 kilometers. Chen Ming could not remember the specific number! If he hadn't seen the three words Tengyue Hall on the map today, he wouldn't even remember this.

The entire Yunnan has been taken into the pocket of the Fu Han Army. Now, apart from the hesitant and ignorant Minzhongnan Tiandihui, China only has the northwest and northeast.

His eyes slid north from Tengyue Hall to Heilongjiang. In his previous life, that was the northernmost point of China, but in this time and space..., his eyes continued to slide north along the middle section of Heilongjiang to Miaojie in the north.

There is no need to look at Chen Ming on Sakhalin Island. Although the latter's troops are not large, they are absolutely foolproof. Because the enemies they face are weaker. But Temple Street is different. It has been more than half a year since Deng Yun led his troops there. The plan of the Metropolitan Governor's Office is to establish a strong node in Temple Street. After the freeze next year, land and sea reinforcements will follow up. Although the total strength It's still not much, but it definitely has the power to sweep away all the surrounding hostile forces bit by bit.

The main enemy of the team there is not the local Oroqen, Hezhen, etc., but the Lao Maozi in the north. They want to use Temple Street as a node and follow the Heilongjiang River to block the Russians to the north in the coastal area.

Therefore, after winter, the support of Temple Street is cut off, and the Russians and Qing troops will never miss this great opportunity to remove the stronghold. Although Lao Maozi does not have many people in the whole of Siberia, they have been operating in Siberia for hundreds of years. Each military stronghold, even if it is wooden, has connected the rivers in Siberia. If they go all out, what can they do? Chen Ming had no idea how many people had gathered.

And there are three thousand Torgut cavalry over there.

And what about the Qing army? It is estimated that there will not be many regular troops, but the Manchu Qing's appeal among the local indigenous people is not weak. They have half a year to prepare, and it is not surprising to gather two to three thousand people.

It has been two months since Temple Street was disconnected from Sakhalin Island. Although the last news about Temple Street came to Chen Ming a month ago, Temple Street is still one or two hundred miles away from the sea. Well, can it be compared with Sakhalin Island in the sea?

"I wonder what the situation is like on Temple Street?"

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On the second day of the twelfth lunar month in the 146th year of Chongzhen, the temperature was minus 30 degrees in Temple Street and the weather was sunny. This is a rare good weather!

There was no snow and no strong wind. Although the wind still felt like a knife on my face, it was already very friendly to the winter in Temple Street. It's completely the difference between a tiger and a big cat. You must know that since the beginning of winter, the most common thing here is the roaring snowstorm. There is no day or night. The violent wind and snow are like a drunken man racing on the highway, sweeping everything unscrupulously.

Soldiers often couldn't open the door when they woke up. Because the door was blocked by the snow outside. Therefore, in the entire Xinjiangkou City, there was no human organization at all. The soldiers took it upon themselves to change the door of the barracks from outward to inward.

Now everyone here truly understands the ‘bitter cold’ outside the Pass. The bitter cold in the Northeast is nothing compared to here. Everyone said, when had they ever seen snow up to their knees overnight in Guan Nei? But here they have seen it more than once.

The bare branches trembled and swayed in the roar of the wind, and the sun could not be seen in the sky for half a month. You have to tremble when you walk, you have to apply grease when going out, and you have to wear gloves. After the soldiers returned to their dormitories, no one was allowed to pick up the gun with their hands, for fear of sticking their skin off!

When standing guard outside, you can feel the bending strength of the hairs standing in your nostrils when you take a breath, and the strong wind unbridled penetrates into every crevice of the human body. These soldiers guarding Xinjiangkou really suffered.

The strong wind rolled the branches and leaves, whining like a ghost, the trees roared, like devil's claws dancing towards the sky, and snowflakes were flying all over the sky. This is what the fucking Xinjiangkou garrison experienced. It's so sunny today, why can't it be a good day?

A team of more than a hundred people pushed open the iron-clad wooden gate on the west side of Xinjiangkou.

Dozens of prisoners cleared an open space with shovels. There were very few prisoners in Xinjiangkou. The people in front of them accounted for one-third of the total, and most of them were local indigenous people. These people originally lived peacefully in the outer Northeast, but the earth-shaking changes that had taken place in the Central Plains and a series of wars had minimal impact on them. Until the arrival of the Fuhan Army, the Fuhan Army easily captured Temple Street, and then swept away the surrounding tribes within a radius of dozens of miles, as well as the hundreds of miles up and down the Heilongjiang River Basin. These outer Northeastern natives who were trapped in Temple Street had not yet realized what kind of people their new neighbors were. When they did, it was already the darkest day that many of them could remember in their lives.

The Fuhan Army regarded them as direct descendants of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and they were painful killers.

The same is true now.

There are no Qing or Russian military camps around Xinjiangkou Castle, but this does not mean that they have never been here.

Now there are hundreds of frozen corpses of Qing soldiers and Lao Maozi under the white snow around Xinjiangkou. It was the previous heavy snow that made the latter choose to temporarily retreat.

Dozens of horses were pulled out, followed by more than three hundred huskies, also known as sled dogs.

This kind of dog with a small appetite, no body odor, cold resistance, serious work, and no strong aggression is the most wonderful friend of mankind at this time. The total number of huskies in Xinjiangkou City is four hundred and fifty, and the sleds they pull in the snow can carry a complete fighting team. Plus dozens of cavalry!

The Fuhan Army of one hundred, forty and fifty people marched at a very fast speed to a Russian camp about ten miles away. The latter had fewer soldiers, but they were all Russians.

Deng Yun, who had dealt with these Russians more than once or twice, knew in his heart that the Russian army was not a Qing army. Although the latter was not a regular army, the Russians seemed not to be afraid of death. He has a strong physique and fights bravely. Deng Yun didn't know the identity of the Russians in Siberia.

"Raise your guns..." Nearly a hundred guns were raised forward at almost the same time.

Four light mortars began to fire.

"Boom boom boom..." Before the explosion, "Ura..." The Russians, who were shouting and yelling, had already rushed towards the Fu Han army with bayonets, axes and sabers for chopping wood.

The unprepared Russians obviously lost the initiative in the battle, but they chose to face the challenge instead of waiting to be beaten in the camp.

"Aim..." The soldiers aimed the barrels roughly at the dense part of the enemy's formation. Close your left eye, look forward with your right eye, and keep fine-tuning the direction of the barrels as the enemy moves.

They only have one chance to fire. In such a cold climate, it is difficult for the Fu Han army to load paper bullets into the muskets before the Russian cavalry rushes to their eyes, even though the most training they did in Xinjiangkou was to load ammunition into the muskets with leather gloves.

"Charge, follow me--" A Russian man in his forties or fifties waved his saber and shouted loudly. "For the Holy Queen, Hurrah..."

There were only a dozen Russian cavalrymen in the camp, and there were more infantrymen. This was a camp of fifty people. Under the bombardment of artillery fire, a dozen Russian cavalrymen followed the old man holding the saber and fiercely rushed towards the Fu Han Army infantry and cavalry, which had an absolute advantage in numbers. The remaining Russians also charged with guns.

"Ready... Fire!"

"Beep..." A sharp copper whistle sounded.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The first row of fifty muskets fired a volley. The Russian cavalry's charging formation was like hitting an invisible wall, and a piece of it was directly sunken in the middle of the dense musket fire. Several war horses whimpered and fell in the snow!

The cavalry in front was hit by a row of bullets, and the cavalry behind still rushed forward fearlessly.

The Fu Han army's muskets then fired a second volley, hitting three or four more riders, reducing the number of Russian cavalry by nearly half.

The hand-to-hand combat began!

Deng Yun cut off the head of a Slav with a thick beard, and then kicked down a Tatar-like enemy who rushed over from the side with his left foot. "Go to hell!" The blade slashed the Tatar's neck fiercely before he stood up.

He was also stabbed in the chest, and the Tatar who fell to the ground stabbed him hard with the knife in his hand, but did not pierce the breastplate he was wearing.

The tragic and bloody hand-to-hand combat was extremely challenging for people's courage and discipline. The Fu Han army's land forces, which came from the regular army, easily resisted the trembling pressure, and became more and more courageous. After the initial courage of the Russians faded, and after all the cavalry units fell, they could not hold on.

Deng Yun killed a Slav holding an axe with a knife again, and this Slav seemed to be a commander. After his death, the few remaining Russians completely collapsed. Some turned and fled, while others knelt down on the ground obediently...

A gust of wind blew, dispersing the smell of gunpowder and blood that filled the battlefield.