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Chapter 1519 The Lion
The white wind of Siberia rolled up the morning frost of the coniferous forest, blowing across the high right bank of the Volga River, knocking on the gate of Nizhny Novgorod.

Refugees and slaves from the East were disheveled, and the hungry people had followed the defeated Rakshasa army of Grand Duke Belsky and poured into the city gate without taking a closer look at the castle made of stone blocks with frightened eyes.

The Golden Lion of the Hundred Households of the Western Expeditionary Army trembled like a sieve, and the clothes snatched along the way wrapped him in three layers and three layers outside. Even so, he was so cold that he couldn't help himself, and his clenched fists and five fingers were swollen Like five radishes.

Standing under the wooden wall, he paused briefly and looked at the city gate beside him. The human-high stone foundation at the bottom seemed to be old, but he couldn't tell how old it was.

The wooden pillars above are old and new, and the outer layer of rocks with the length of the forearm is uneven. It looks like it was newly repaired in the past 20 years, but if the outer layer of the entire castle is so thick, then the castle is very Difficult to attack from the outside.

"Alatan Arslen, what are you doing in a daze, let's go, the captain said we stay in this city, only the church in the city allows us to beg."

Here, Golden Lion can be called back to his real name again, not to mention, I am not used to hearing the Celestial Sergeant call him Golden Lion with a long tone.

He was accompanied by a dozen Tatars like himself, but except for two of his former subordinates they were all Chuvash and Mari.

Hearing the call of his companions, the golden lion was weakly pushed by the person behind him, and hurriedly moved his frostbitten feet towards the unknown city.

His attire is not a disguise, but real. The tribal chiefs and hundreds of registered households recruited by the Ming Dynasty Western Army from Siberia are now reduced to a refugee beggar.

Generally speaking, the beginning of this story should have been a story of going deep into the enemy's territory, but the deviation is that the golden lion led his troops to go deep at a bit of an untimely time.

In the previous battle, Zhengxi Central Army faced the main force of the Raksha State led by Grand Duke Beliski on the banks of the Kama River, and Chechen Khan marched down the Kama River on the left wing to form a large strategic outflank.

Of course, this is just a nice way of saying it. In fact, Chechen Khan gave the chiefs under his command a holiday, pointed out the direction and told them that walking along the river is the human society, and let go of burning, killing and looting.

Although everyone bears the name of a military officer of the Ming Dynasty, in the final analysis, the essence of the tribal chief cannot be changed in a short time.

At least it won't change until you have a stable big rear.

The promotion and wealth that the Ming people look forward to has no meaning to them. What does the prosperity south of the Great Wall have to do with Siberia?Could it be that after this campaign is over, they really plan to send these tribal chiefs to the south of the Great Wall to enjoy their blessings?

None of these Mongolian leaders believed it.

And for Chechen Khan, who was born in the Jin Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty, he didn't like the vast land of Siberia... As long as the troops were sent back home, no matter how chaotic the north was when the railway was built by the Ming Dynasty, the Jin State owned the mines.

Chechen Khan followed the war and wanted nothing more than to let him go home, but his subordinates needed motivation, and the method of motivation was useless, that is, burning, killing and looting.

And we can't let Qi Jiguang see it, Qi Jiguang will have to punish him if he knows it, but don't let the tribes rob it, Qi Jiguang's reward is unrealistic for the Mongolian soldiers.

Everyone is rare in money, but is there a life flower?Even if you have life flower, can you go to Xuan Mansion to buy an iron pot?
If you can't buy it, it's not that the court doesn't sell it, but they all know that it will be very difficult to return to the East in this life.

As soon as the army dispersed, their organization was very loose. The old tribal army organization was almost dismantled, and the new guard army organization was not used to it. What's more, even the general didn't know how many soldiers they had. I don't even know.

Generally, they have four legs, and some horse teams have eight or even twelve legs, and they run very fast.

The Golden Lion rushed to the forefront, leading the troops to capture the cottages along the way. The brain capacity was small but the courage was overflowing. When the overheated brain cooled down, it was impossible to contact the friendly army.

The enemy also received the news and organized troops to garrison all over the country. His small army could no longer escape.

Want to turn around, look back is Belsky led the remnant soldiers who were beaten by Qi Jiguang's artillery porters.

At this time, even if he wanted to heat up his mind, he couldn't heat it up. It was like entering the time of a sage, and he was very clear about the threat he was facing.

He wanted to block Belsky's retreat route for the large army. Who knew that it would be useless to watch the remnants of the defeated general, but that was only because he was facing Qi Jiguang, not Qi Jiguang, and the Raksha Musketeers could not get close to him. More than a dozen corpses were left behind.

In the end, they had no choice but to disband the troops, and a group of people pretended to be refugees and continued to rush westward.

It really made him have shit luck. It happened that Beliski was also working on fortifying the wall and clearing the field. Seeing that he couldn't fight the frontal battlefield and his own power struggle had no second line of defense to stick to, he simply rolled up everyone and went west.

Belsky really didn't expect that the Ming army would also run west.

Taking advantage of the trend, the Golden Lion joined Beliski's relocated refugees, walking and withdrawing all the way.

At first, Golden Lion thought that he would be taken to Kazan by the nobles, but most of his subordinates were left in Kazan to recruit into the army to defend, but he and more than 30 people were dragged and continued to go west.

Following the refugees gathered into troops of more than a thousand people, they walked all the way to Nizhny Novgorod. Some of their subordinates froze to death, some died of starvation, some died of illness, and those who were captured as strong guards guarded the city. There are only two old subordinates left by Xia Nuocheng.

Ordinarily, Beliski fled for his life very quickly, and Qi Jiguang chased after him very quickly. City after city was breached, and the Golden Lion didn't know if he had any credit for it.

Regardless of what happened anyway, these things probably have nothing to do with him, and now he is probably already a dead man in the Daming Army.

When it comes to the dead, the golden lion especially hates fried flowers... Why are you fooling me to join the Celestial Army West Expedition?
If there hadn't been a Celestial Army's expedition to the west, his Golden Lion would still be his little chief in the tribe to keep the harvest from droughts and floods. With the time of this expedition, he might have given birth to three children.

It's good now, the troops are dying and scattered, and I have become a beggar, and I have to follow the refugees to the church to beg for a while!
Ever since he followed the refugees on this road, Golden Lion has been praying in his heart all the time, praying that the Ming army would come quickly to rescue him from the sea of ​​suffering.

"What did you say? The Ming army is shrinking its troops in Kazan and starting to spend the winter?"

The golden lion is not sure whether the news is true or not, but in his opinion, he may only exist as a beggar in Xianuo City for a long time.

But just after another day of failed begging ended, exciting news came from the refugees in the city. The chief of the Raksha Kingdom was going to recruit soldiers from the refugees!

　Good morning!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)