Thirty thousand cavalrymen, carrying nearly 60,000 war horses, rested on the north bank of Heilongjiang. The entire land was dark and could not see the end. The sunset was pressing on the western horizon and spread the last afterglow on the earth.

The commander of the legion, Fajeev, led his three division commanders to a high ground on the north bank of Heilongjiang, picked up his telescope and looked towards the south bank of the river.

On the other side of the wide river is a hilly and dense forest. It seems that you can still see the firelight of the town at the end of your sight. After opening the map and confirming it carefully, Fajev proved that he did not go the wrong way.

"The mountain opposite the river is called Anluo Mountain, and the town at the foot of the mountain is Anluo Town. After passing this mountain, Heilongjiang River begins to flow south. One day and a half away we will see the Aihui City of the Qing Dynasty. It is the largest ferry on the Heilongjiang River..."

The commander of the Third Division, Chekov, looked at the map and whispered, "How great would it be if there was a road opposite. We directly cross the river from here and go to the wealthy Qing Dynasty's hinterland, saving so much supply..."

Chekov's words resonated with everyone. Looking back at the overwhelming army, although they were amazing, everyone knew that the soldiers' physical strength had reached their limits, so they were suffocating now.

Gogol and Fumanov took away the best equipment of the entire army, especially war horses and meat, while the 30,000 people behind could only rob and march slowly.

The war horses have no beans and eggs, and there is no nutritious alfalfa to eat. How to feed these 60,000 war horses along the way is a difficult task.

Look at the hungry war horses in front of them. They could only arch the thin snow on the ground and greedily gnaw the grass below, but the amount of grass was not enough. Fajeev even found that many soldiers were feeding their beloved war horses with their own rations.

Looking further north, several fire points appeared on the distant horizon. They knew that the robbery cavalry had succeeded again, and at least four villages and towns were looted this time.

Fajeev didn't have to see with his own eyes, and he could know that these soldiers would plunder more villages and towns quickly and would not waste a single grain of food, especially the forage from war horses at this time was more precious than the food eaten by people.

"No, we have to expand the scope of robbery! Four villages and towns are not enough. If we pass the orders tonight, we must loot ten villages and towns to support us!"

The topic is really dull. Fajeev and others are not afraid of fighting. Even if the gunpowder is exhausted, they are not afraid of fighting with the saber in their hands. However, they cannot solve the problem of logistics supply. This has nothing to do with your courage. If nothing is nothing, you can't change it at all.

A guard cavalry beside him said angrily, "Why don't you cross this river and we will grab the prosperous southern shore! The Qing Dynasty is over there. Those Qing people are born to love planting crops and savings! It's more fatter to grab a village than to grab a Mongolian tribe!"

The commander of the Fourth Division, Ashawen, smiled bitterly, "Child, it's not that simple! Our destination is in the Far East, our enemy is the Volunteer Army, and we cannot offend these Qing people for the time being!"

"If we can't borrow their borders, we may not be able to reach Vladivostok in another month and a half!"

The cavalry scratched his head, "Then why don't we cross the river now? Since we are using the road, why do we have to go downstream to borrow the road? We can buy a lot of food and horse materials with money!"

Fajev looked at the young face of the cavalry and sighed, "Child, war is not so fierce! Thirty thousand army plus sixty thousand war horses, if you want to march quickly, it is not something you can walk on any road..."

"The opposite is not a wide post road, but a continuous mountain. There is no problem with the small troops marching. Do you let them walk on the mountain road with so many people? When will we go to Vladivostok? Is it summer?"

"Besides, the Qing officials also had their considerations, and they would not let us go to the core hinterland due to political reasons!"

"What are you afraid of them? Can anyone stop our Cossacks?" the soldier muttered in discontent.

"Hahaha... the courage is good, but the wisdom is not enough! War is not that simple. The territory of the Qing Dynasty is larger than that of our Tsarist Russia. After the border is crossing, there are mountains and rivers. You can win ten times, but they can withstand a hundred failures, but as long as we lose once, the whole army will be wiped out!"

Fajeev looked at the east and whispered, "Now we can only cooperate with the Qing people. We will go east. Only when we reach Aihui can we get large-scale supplies! The Qing officials were very greedy and gave them all the gold and antiques we snatched from the grassland..."

"I believe they will definitely give us enough food and horse feed! Then we continue to go south, go east to the Songhua River estuary or directly into the Ussuri River estuary, and go south along the ice..."

"When we enter the Far East, the end of this war will be destined! Children... hold on for another day and a half, and when we arrive in Aihui, our lives will be better..."

Fajeev had no idea that Aihui City had a mutiny that was destined to shock the world, and their fate would also reverse with this mutiny.

The weather in late spring is really hard to bear. If there were no fires all over Aihui City, people might think this is the legendary dead city, without a trace of sound, only the occasional monotonous barking of dogs and the shrill screams of owls.

There were no pedestrians on the streets, and even the figures of the Knights disappeared. People didn't know what time it was now in the long dark night.

There were bonfires crackling at all intersections, and silent soldiers surrounded the bonfire and did not dare to speak, as if there were some evil ghosts around them.

These soldiers who maintain order and watch the night are all unlucky guys drawn by lots. No normal person wants to have anything to do with the mutiny. Their lives are more important than the party in the court.

In the middle of the intersection closest to the back door of the garrison palace, there was a bonfire. Ten veterans were suffering alone. They had no idea that dozens of shadows were secretly touching them in the dark night.

Unpredictable, ten veterans were suddenly knocked down by the black shadow behind them. They were about to shout, but their mouths were covered tightly.

"Shut up! Everyone shut up... it's us! Mom, open your eyes and take a look!" the sneak attacker whispered.

The veteran was half relieved when he saw it. Unexpectedly, the person who attacked was an acquaintance. Tepxin's subordinates trusted the captain of the private guard, Bai Xiong Pu, and there were still many figures approaching in the dark.

The veteran trembled and said in a low voice, "Master Pu! I am my own person, you are a veteran, please ask for this! You are..."

"Shut up! Of course I'm saving my lord... You guys are here to stay, don't let the rebels in the mansion see something strange. It's a great achievement to give us some cover!"

"I understand, don't worry, Master Pu, the younger one must have performed well!"

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Chapter completed!