Chapter eight hundred and thirty sixth salute
Zhang Xuezeng nodded slightly. Who would have thought that a small thing that happened many years ago was due to Zhang Xuezeng's nature, which would have undergone such a big change. The entire Zhang clan in Puzhou, Lizhuang, Xinpingbao, Lingqiu, Tianchengwei, and even most of the Datong and grasslands had undergone earth-shaking changes because of a young man back then?
"Speaking of it." Zhou Fengji saw that Zhang Xuezeng was a little sad, and changed the topic and said, "Didn't it mean that it's all cotton fields?"
"The cotton fields should be abandoned." Zhang Xuezeng said: "Some land grows grain, some land rotates and farms, and some continues to grow cotton next year. I often have a communication with Wen Lan, but I have mentioned these things."
"We and Lao Li, the second shopkeeper of Yusheng's old store, are so happy to see so many places."
"You mean Li Yuchun?" Zhang Xuezeng smiled and said, "He should come here too, but he will not be very happy. Instead, he should think about how to open more wasteland next year!"
"It's good to rotate the land." Zhou Fengji said: "Our Datong land should be fallow and planted as a land fertility, but it's hard to do it. The poor family, who have ten acres of land, has three or five acres of land, and the family has to support the food. If you don't eat or drink, you have to receive imperial grain."
Zhang Xuezeng nodded silently. In addition to the core cotton fields, most of the land in Yusheng was fallow. The newly opened land was planted with beans or alfalfa for fertilization. There were also a small amount of land that was less than the one that had been planted last year and wheat was planted. The fleet kept moving forward, and the crops planted on the plots they saw gradually became different.
Most pedestrians on the roadside were wearing fur coats with fur hats and rode by horses leisurely. Although snow fell in the sky, no one looked timid. On the contrary, people's expressions were leisurely, their faces were rosy and smooth, and the men's faces looked a little fat.
There was a man riding a horse, two dolls, one man and one woman, sitting in front of him. The three of them were wearing thick robes and a shallow layer of snow fell on their bodies. The father and son were talking and laughing and turning into a fork intersection. It was a small village. The comprehensive grocery store in Heyusheng was at the intersection. There was a high wall on the periphery. The main entrance was open during the day. A woman stood in front of the gate and was smiling at the three of them.
Several old men carried manure baskets and iron hoes in their hands, and were picking up horse manure on the roadside. The manure they picked up was used to fatten the vegetable fields outside the village. The farmland was accumulated and used uniformly, and the people did not need to pick up manure fields themselves.
Several women were shopping in grocery stores with their children and were playing in front of the door. The women were not in a hurry. It was still early and there was no work in the field. The men were trained by farmers and soldiers and would not go home for a while. No one was in a hurry to go home to cook.
There were more than forty men gathered outside the village entrance. Most of the land on the grassland was reclaimed from Ding Zhuang recruited from Datong. First, only men were recruited, with a rich monthly income. Later, the military department built houses and built various auxiliary facilities at various gathering points. Each dozen small gathering points corresponds to a military fort. There are a large number of business stores and shops in the military fort, which are enough to meet the living needs of ordinary people. Business gradually reached, and I got a lot of money here, and I could also buy houses in installments. Many people lived in Datong, where they could live in a house with green tiled houses, three main rooms, two side rooms, one gatehouse, six rooms and a small courtyard, which was enough for these people to settle their homes.
Then the auxiliary soldiers and the soldiers began to settle down on the grassland. Most of them lived near the military fort area and did not have to farm, but they would open some wasteland to grow vegetables by themselves. Of course, their families also took them over.
At this time, including soldiers, the number of fixed residents on the grassland has exceeded 250,000. Of course, this is the Han people who originally had about 50,000 people. The original Bansheng Land was not given up. Some Han people have been migrated back, but large pieces of vegetable fields have been changed to cotton fields or planting serious crops. The Han people are not Mongolians, and growing vegetables is a natural racial nature. Every household has a large amount of land to grow vegetables. Where do special people need to grow them?
There are 250,000 or 60,000 people, but in fact, most of them settle in the settlement in front of them. Each settlement has a garrison leader, which is usually served by retired soldiers or auxiliary soldiers. They usually manage the farming matters of tenants according to the orders of the Agricultural Administration Department. Although the more tenants harvest, the more they will be divided by themselves and will not be lazy or cheating, the animal husbandry is owned by the public and needs special people to feed. Once the feed is thin and the inspection of the Agricultural Administration Department fails, the entire village will be punished. Of course, the garrison leader is the one who is the one who is in the brunt of it.
During the slack farming period, the town chief was responsible for supervising the feeding of livestock and custody of public agricultural equipment. At the same time, he asked a special person to collect horse manure and sheep manure, accumulate manure and manure in the fields, and then was responsible for military training of the men in the village.
The husbands on the grassland were originally middle-aged men, and in the past two years, quite a few husbands were taken into the army, which also led to the shortage of labor in the Datong area. Later, the recruitment of refugees was used to alleviate them. Later, people settled down and gradually brought their wives, children and parents, which led to the elderly, women and children.
The middle-aged men who were trained were already familiar with the movements in their hands. They practiced the musket array. The military command eliminated a large number of old muskets, saying that they were old. In fact, they were not sold to the public for about three or four years. Of course, today's warriors would not buy the old muskets from the past, especially the old muskets with fuses, and no one would buy them with money.
After these guns were recycled, they were slightly improved and repaired. When they went to various villages, the number was not enough to ask for one person to use. They were also used in turn during training. Fortunately, the muskets were simple and easy to learn. What we had to insist on training was to load and load, and there was also a way to cooperate.
The men in the village were not resistant to these trainings. Even if there were no horse thieves and bandits, the wolves were visible at all times. The men in the village had muskets and skilled in combat formations, so the safety of women, children and the elderly was more guaranteed.
The convoy kept moving forward, and military platforms and villages were left behind. The snow was getting heavier and heavier, quickly covering the original roads and the ruts that were pressed out.
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"ignition!"
With the command of the gunman, the gunners of the twelve six-pound cannons put the torch on the fuse, and after a brief burn, the cannon roared.
The huge sound of cannons tore the silent Xueye, as if there was anger in the whole world.
Outside Qingcheng, there was a pure white area everywhere, and there was almost no variegated color. Only the blue city walls were still standing in people's eyes, as if they had become bigger and higher because of the background.
Petrien and others stood on the right hand of the artillery team with a complicated expression. This was a welcome ceremony specially held for them. All the Russians attended, and even the Cossacks changed into formal clothes.
But no matter what, dozens of Russians seemed so small and fragile before the scene in front of them. Even Gregory and others, who had always been arrogant, closed their mouths tightly. The wildness in their eyes still existed, but it turned into a deliberate provocation. Petrine was a little worried that these savage guys who despise life really didn't even take their lives seriously. In order to maintain the image of Cossacks' bravery, they might deliberately cause trouble here. He could only tell Madov to watch these Cossacks and not to make them feel wronged.
He Yusheng attached great importance to the returned mission. He not only met ten miles away, but also set up a military formation of more than 5,000 people. Looking around, the military array in gray robe was very neat, and the Russians could clearly feel the boundless murderous aura. This shows that these people not only looked good in the array, but also were elite soldiers who had been in actual combat.
In addition to a large number of infantry, there are also quite a lot of cavalry, with the number being about two thousand.
All the shiny breastplate, long riding guns, and throwing weapons on both sides of the saddle bag are either short muskets or throwing guns. There are long and narrow sabers around the waist. Whether it is defense or attack, they are far away from the cossacks with crude weapons.
Compared with these cavalry, the Cossacks were like a group of horse thieves and robbers, which made the Cossacks feel worse.
The sky was blue, almost like a transparent sapphire. In front of us were bright armored cavalry and bayonets, infantry holding spears, infantry wearing heavy armor.
All the soldiers stood on the snow, and their arrays were as strong as rocks. Not only were the soldiers standing straight, but the military formations were as neat as tofu, but they didn't even smell a cough and asthma.
Petrien and others have visited China many times and have seen the Ming army. In their eyes, the Ming army is mostly like beggars, lacking training and military courage, and they are not even like healthy, confident, and powerful men. They are taller than the Mongolians, but they are much shorter than the Russians. Their weapons are crude, lack armor, and the training and storage of firearms are poor.
Although it was a quick look, Petrilin and others judged that the Ming Dynasty's army was weak and was no match for the Russians at all.
The only thing that the Ming army is worth mentioning is the number. The Ming army is measured by millions, while the Russians only have 10,000 or 20,000 people in Central Asia, and only one or two thousand people arrive at the front line of Tomsk. The maximum number of people to move forward is 1,200 or 200 people. Although the Russians are very confident in the combat effectiveness of their soldiers, they are not so crazy that they can do things like dealing with the Golden Horde and Siberian Khanate back then. They can only take their time to embezzle the Far East.
The army in front of us was far away from the Ming army that Petrilin and others had seen.
When they were in Lizhuang, they also saw the brigade training at that time. The brigade army more than two years ago was not as large as it is now, nor did they improve their system and troops, and their weapons were not as good as they are now.
Chapter completed!