The blue sky was clear and breeze was slowly, and it was May of the Ming Dynasty, and the ice and snow on the Siberian plains finally began to melt.

On the vast land, a team of cavalry were galloping, with the sound of hooves and the mud splashing everywhere, breaking the tranquility of the plain and faintly heralding the arrival of war.

There were about a hundred cavalrymen in this team, all of which were dark black formal uniforms, and they were equipped with heavy black cloaks. The cloak was waving in the wind, majestic and domineering, and extremely iron-blooded.

They were soldiers of the Second Legion of the Ming Border Defense Army, the leading one, with two bars and three stars on the epaulette, and they turned out to be a guerrilla general!

After the hard work of millions of soldiers, the Ming army on the southern route finally built the railway to the edge of the Siberian Plain when the ice and snow melted. Since the secret spies of the Jinyiwei did not go deep into the Tsarist Russia, Sun Chuanting knew nothing about the Siberian Plain. Therefore, he ordered the First Legion of the Frontier Army and the Second Legion of the Frontier Army to send 100 groups of cavalry to investigate the east and north respectively.

This group of cavalry is a group of reconnaissance cavalry sent by the Second Corps of the Border Defense Army. Their main task is to investigate the situation of Tsarist Russian troops between the southern and western armies.

The young Ming general who led the lead was named Pan Feng. He was also a martial arts scholar, but he was only a second-class leader, not a first-class leader, so he was arranged to be a guerrilla general in the third-class legion.

This position was an unexpected surprise for Pan Feng. You should know that before the Chongzheng Dynasty, Wu Jinshi had no status at all. Even if he could be a second-tier senior high school student, he would be the ancestral tomb, which was like now. He was directly a fifth-rank guerrilla general. If he had no ancestor Yu Yin, he would never want to become a guerrilla general in his life.

It is precisely because it is hard-won that he cherishes this position very much. This time, he did not need a general of the fifth rank or above to lead the team himself, but he volunteered to come, because the competition in the Ming army was quite fierce, mediocre and incompetent, and without military merits, he would probably be demoted. He did not want to go from a general to an ordinary non-commissioned officer!

Pan Feng led more than a hundred light cavalry to ride horses for nearly two hours. A low hill suddenly appeared in front of the endless plain. I don’t know if there would be Tsarist Russian troops on the hills. While he pulled down his horse, he raised his hand to signal the soldiers behind him to slow down slowly. When the horse slowly stopped, he took out the telescope stuffed in his arms and looked at the hill.

The ice and snow on the hills have not yet melted, and the tall clouds are still covered with snow, and the white patches are all white.

He slowly glanced along the hill from left to right. Everything was normal, as if nothing was going to happen. Just as he was about to put down his telescope, a row of city walls suddenly appeared in front of him. His heart skipped a beat and he quickly swept around the city wall. It was a castle!

The Russian garrison actually built a three-story bastion on the far right side of the hill. Judging from the size, it can station tens of thousands of people.

He quickly stuffed the telescope into his arms, then took out a partial map of the Siberian plain, moved his fingers slowly along the path he came, and quickly calculated the distance between here and the Ming army camp in his mind.

After calculating for a while based on the sparse reference objects on the map, he finally determined the location of the bastion. Then, he grabbed the picture with one hand and took out a charcoal pen from his pocket with the other, and drew a circle on the approximate position calculated on the map.

Just as he folded the map and was about to stuff it into his arms, he suddenly heard a faint sound of horse hooves, as if a large group of cavalry were approaching them quickly. He looked around quickly. Except for several low mounds in the distance, there were flat horses everywhere, and there were no enemy cavalry.

Could it be that the enemy was hiding behind the mound and rushed towards them? He immediately said to a lieutenant beside him: "Guanbu, go down and listen."

The lieutenant named Guan Bu quickly turned off the horse immediately, scraped the mud on the ground with one foot, and then directly pressed his face to the mud on the mud and sounded carefully.

After listening for a while, he stood up and pointed to the right rear and said, "About two miles from the right rear, at least more than a thousand riders are accelerating towards us."

Pan Feng turned his head and looked back to the right. There was a mound several meters high about a mile away blocking his view. No wonder he couldn't see it!

As soon as he looked at the mound, countless cavalrymen flocked out of the siege on both sides of the mound.

No, he was going to be surrounded, he quickly ordered: "Everyone turned his horse's head, left behind, and retreated."

More than a hundred cavalry and Ming troops followed him and turned their horses to the right rear.

It’s so unlucky. I don’t know whether the Tsarist Russian garrison set up a secret sentry on the mound or whether the Tsarist Russian cavalry happened to be doing behind the mound. They were almost surrounded!

Pan Feng ran wildly while looking back. At this time, the Tsarist Russian cavalry had all gone out from behind the mound. Nearly two thousand cavalry were surrounding them, and the nearest enemy cavalry was less than a mile away from them.

Because the enemy cavalry accelerated first, and they had been running for nearly two hours, the physical strength of the war horses was obviously worse than that of the enemy cavalry. The pursuers behind were getting closer and closer, and the distance between the two sides quickly narrowed to less than two hundred steps. This distance was close to the effective range of the flintlock rifle.

Fortunately, the enemy's cavalry were not equipped with flintlock rifles, but all longbows.

Seeing the enemy getting closer, Pan Feng gritted his teeth, took off the revolver on his back, and shot at the back, then shouted: "Everyone, scattered a round back."

Upon hearing this, a group of Ming army soldiers removed the revolver rifles on their backs and shot them back.

In this shooting, dozens of enemy cavalry were knocked off the horse, but for the Tsarist Russian cavalry with more than 2,000 cavalry, this loss was nothing, and they still persisted in catching up.

Seeing that the enemy had already started to remove the longbow and prepare to shoot the arrow, Pan Feng quickly ordered: "Everyone, throw a wave of grenades backward."

After saying that, he took the lead in dismantling a grenade, turned around and threw it backwards.

At this time, most of the enemy cavalry behind had already bent their bows and arrows, "Swoosh, swish, swish, swish," and a rain of arrows came over, and then "Swoosh, bang," a burst of grenade explosions.

Pan Feng held the handle of the gun and swept back hard, sweeping most of the arrows down one side, but an arrow still shot into his back and penetrated directly from his right rib. He felt a huge pain and almost flipped off his horse. He held the reins hard and gritted his teeth to hold them. Fortunately, the arrow did not hurt any vital points, it was just painful, and he did not feel too much discomfort.

However, the other Ming soldiers were not lucky. At least thirty or forty people were knocked down by this rain of arrows. Some were directly killed on the spot, some were shot too many arrows and didn't hold the reins, and some were directly lifted off by the injured war horse.
Chapter completed!